The little stinky fart and the fat man were not idle, the two of them kicked each other, and in the blink of an eye, they easily put down the opponent in front of them.

Especially the little stinky fart, I don't know what method this girl used, but I saw that her petite body became bright and dark, and after a pause, her body seemed to change into a pure spirit state, using the change of rhythm to instantly pass through the enemy's body......

Then, as if someone had hit her acupoint, her opponent fell to the ground like a log, unconscious......

We entered the battle with great momentum, which can be called chopping melons and vegetables, and in a moment's effort, four or five people were put down, and the rhythm on the battlefield was disrupted again.

Seeing that I was menacing, those dark blue skulls seemed to start to rage, and one of them rushed towards my face with a breath of evil qi, and bit it off with a wide mouth of blood.

I've learned many times of combat experience that as long as it's related to skeletons, it's almost all stinky hooligans, otherwise how can they want to kiss you at any time?

But I'm not afraid, after all, I've been fighting for so long, I'm fighting with people, I think little brother, I'm a cultivator, and that mudra is also very good, just use this stinky rascal to practice your hands!

Thinking of this, I didn't dodge or dodge, facing the dark blue skull, my ten fingers flew like lightning, and quickly formed a sixteen-like change and a fire mark that was extremely lethal to the evil spirits, and at the same time, I silently recited the five-character proverb in my heart, and pushed my palms forward.

The fire seal is different from the ordinary mudra, and it is not a true fire seal (method). This handprint is a mysterious seal recorded in the parchment scroll "Records of the Boundary", and then helped me understand by the little stinky fart.

Originally, it was only a seal technique and did not have a name, and the name of the fire seal was also a small stinky fart, saying that in Sanskrit it probably means "taking the Buddha's light to ignite", so I called it that.

In fact, I didn't know it at the time, but it wasn't until I entered Tibet later and came into contact with more strange people, especially the Tibetan Esoteric Sects, that I gradually realized that this seal method was almost exactly the same as the cultivation method called "Turbidity Fire Ding" in the Red Sect.

Of course, this is a later story, and I will talk about it later.

I felt an indescribable aura surging out of the palms of my palms, magnificent as a tide, and even emitted a faint golden brilliance, like an electric spark, accurately hitting the oncoming skull.

The menacing skull let out a strange scream, as if it was instantly entangled in a layer of golden fireworks, and then, a burst of white smoke quickly rose from the skeleton's body, with an unpleasant stench piercing its nostrils......

With a burst of wolf howls, the skull still had the desire to attack, like a cat with its tail lit, and began to scurry in the sky, which was soon burned and dissipated into wisps of white smoke.

Seeing that I had a skeleton leader take the lunch, Michael couldn't help but shout hello, and the four besieged men in white also cheered again and again, taking advantage of this momentum to fight out of the encirclement and join us.

Our morale soared, and the few remaining handmaidens and minions, as well as the remaining four skeletons wrapped in blue treacherous fire, did not dare to venture for a while, and confronted us from a distance.

At this moment, the numbers of both sides are back to almost the same line. We have me, Fatty, Michael, and the four men in white who are in the encirclement, and the total number is seven.

The Maid Cult is Ya Maung, who holds a spirit flag, four skulls swimming in the air, and the only three minions remain, for a total of eight.

Seeing a skull surrendered by me, Ya Maung jumped like thunder, the green tendons on his head stood up, waving the spirit flag, shouting that he didn't know anything, as if to tell everyone not to be afraid, just rush up.

The so-called judging the situation refers to being able to adopt different responses at any time according to changes in the situation and objective conditions, but it is clear that Yamyang has not studied this.

Their morale is now low, and it is even more taboo for them to rush upward, and they will definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Sure enough, just after Yamaung shouted, the four floating skeletons were the first to attack, while the three small minions armed with machetes and daggers were forced to rush forward hesitantly.

The result can be imagined, under the swords, swords and shadows, the three unlucky little minions soon went to see the king of Hades.

One person was seriously injured and fainted by a fat man's sweeping leg, and the other two were hit in the head by a steel ball in Michael's hand and died on the spot.

One of the four skulls was struck by the misfire mark I had made again, and it was gone. The other is trapped under the blue light in the hands of the little stinky fart, and is then absorbed by it.

We also have losses on our side. A man in white was bitten by a skull in the middle of a grappling, and he pulled it so hard that it brought out a large pile of flesh and blood, and fell to the ground under the splattering of blood.

Although the glutinous rice dumplings struggled to rescue, they had no choice but to lose too much blood, and finally they were unable to return to the sky, and they died heroically.

The remaining two skulls could only flee when they saw that the situation was not good, and slipped back behind Ye Maung, cowardly like turtles, not daring to show their heads again.

Not counting these two evil things, Ye Maung has now become the commander of the light pole, not to mention how miserable it is. It seems that the battle is coming to an end, and the big picture will be decided.

Who would have thought that instead of a panicked look on Ye Maung's face, there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and he even stretched out his tongue and stretched out his lips.

Frankly, his action really disgusted me.

Needless to say, as the time of the battle passed, each of us was covered and splashed with blood on our heads and bodies, and it was impossible to tell whose it was.

At this moment, the underground circular square is also like a hell of a nose, and the strong bloody breath rushes straight to the nostrils, as if the sense of smell is out of order.

Then he saw that Ye Maung took the spirit banner in his hand and stuck it on the ground, and began to recite words in his mouth. His voice was like a mosquito fly, but it carried an evil aura, which made people inexplicably feel a bad premonition in their hearts.

The two skulls wrapped in dark blue flames floated around the spirit flag, up and down, up and down, I don't know what kind of evil spell it was.

Then, Ye Maung suddenly opened his bow left and right, brushed twice, and actually tore all the clothes on his upper body, revealing his dark skin.

On closer inspection, this Ya Maung's body is not fit, and even some middle-aged people are fat, but the strange thing is that on its bulging belly, there is a spider the size of a basin tattooed!

The spider came to life, as if it had been dormant somewhere for a long time, and suddenly came to life under the gaze of everyone, which startled me.

It jumped off Yamaung's belly, and as soon as it hit the ground, I felt a chill, as if I had been thrown into an ice cellar.

You know, this season in Myanmar is very hot, the temperature of this underground cave is more than 30 degrees, and the corpse is high, which is extremely uncomfortable. The sudden drop in temperature makes people scratch their heads and feel nervous.

Looking at the spider again, I don't know when it has become all blue, as if it was carved out of ice!