Chapter Twenty-Three: Volleying the Devil King...... Recognition
An Xiaoxuan's face was pale: "Dead old man, help me!" ”
Zhu Lao said: "Mother! The charm is lost. ”
An Xiaoxuan was anxious: "You're not joking!" Thunderwood Sword, use Thunderwood Sword, we must kill this thing with one blow, otherwise you and I will be fine, but the lives of those two people may not be guaranteed. ”
I wish you the old man......
I listened anxiously: "Dead bull nose, where is the Lei Mu sword?" I won't let you lose it. ”
"Ouch, what are you in a hurry, I'll look for it, look for it." Zhu Laodao stood up and touched: "Where is it?" Where to put it, hey, I found it. ”
I said, "Kill that thing out there." ”
Zhu Laodao gritted his teeth: "You melon baby, you think this is a rocket!" There is a nine-character enchantment in the middle, how do you let me use it. ”
An Xiaoxuan: "I'll withdraw!" ”
Zhu Lao said: "If you withdraw, that thing can swallow the soul of Miss Leng Mei's new body in an instant, believe it or not." ”
Leng Mei stood on the beam at this time and gritted her teeth and said, "You guys don't care about me, I'm going to kill this guy!" ”
Zhu Lao said: "You think this thing is a little monster!" Kill if you want! This thing is mindfulness, not a living thing! ”
Leng Mei stomped her feet: "Then what should I do!" ”
An Xiaoxuan said calmly at this time: "Zhu Lao Dao, wait a minute, I will withdraw the enchantment first, and then you will make a fist seal!" Desperately protect Miss Leng Mei's body. Then I'll seal it again and protect you both. As for the cannon, you ......"
Speaking of which, An Xiaoxuan was stunned.
At the end she said, "You have to catch the Thunderwood Sword, and you are outside the barrier." When the time comes, the Ghost King will see that only you have a living soul to swallow, and it will go straight to you. And when he is close, you have to swing your sword and slash it with the mana in your sword. You, okay? ”
I've already killed a resentful corpse, so why be afraid of such a ghost king.
I listened to Xiao Xuan's speech, and without saying a word: "Let's work!" ”
"Unprint!"
An Xiaoxuan's body suddenly stepped back.
Sou!
Zhu Lao Dao threw the Lei Mu Sword directly at me.
I twisted around to pick it up.
A cold wind swept up to his side in an instant.
This moment,. I felt that the blood in my whole body was not only not circulating, but it seemed to be frozen ballast, my brain was instinctively wooden, my body was stiff, and I was about to fall into the abyss.
In the crisis, I tried my best, sat on my hips, and shook the root of my tail. The waist moved, and a wave of heat came out of the small stomach, which went straight to the limbs and hundreds of bones.
I looked up.
Good fellow, the Ghost King is just a meter in front of me, stretching out two big broken claws and digging at my navel.
In the eyes of Mr. Ghost King, the boiling heat of my whole body is the ration for its survival in this world. (PS: In Taoism, generally strong evil spirits feed on human souls.) And what is a living soul? It is the basic law of power on which we live. The human body's cellular activities, metabolic laws, and so on all have a law to promote the operation. )
It has to swallow me to survive!
I had to shatter it to keep living!
It's not Mr. Ghost King who is destroyed! It's my brother who turned into a cold corpse!
Fuck you sister! It's pretty good!
I gritted my teeth and swung the Lei Mu sword, aimed at the head of this thing, and directly struck a 'force split Huashan'!
I will never forget what I felt the moment the Thunderwood Sword struck the Ghost King. It's like you holding a big iron rod in both hands and smashing it into a big anvil with all your might!
If I was lucky, my arm hurt, I threw the stick on the spot, and sat on the ground to wipe my tears. Bad luck, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood flowed all over the ground.
In front of him, the thunder wood sword slammed and flew away.
A cold force like an electric shock quickly spread through every cell in the body along the two arms, the blood stopped flowing, and the heart seemed to stop beating.
My eyes straightened, and I stood still.
The pitch-black Thunderwood Sword slashed an arc in the air, and it was about to fall into the bottomless abyss!
At the end of the day, a voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
"Remember, children, but in the event of the Thunder Law, and even all the magic weapons related to the Thunder Law, if you want to exert its powerful power, you must recite this ancient mantra in your heart!"
"Hum Sada, Mother Rakka" (PS: 'Hum Sada' means thick thunderclouds piling up in the sky. 'Mu Rakka' refers to the fact that the thunder and fire in the sky spread throughout the sky in an instant. In addition, the pronunciation of the first five words is nasal concussion, which is nasal. The latter word is the word 'spit', i.e. to spit out this syllable. )
I can't confirm whether the old movement echoing in my head is my grandfather or the powerful 'turtle immortal'.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that I know some kind of ancient mantra that sounds weird and should still look like that.
Mr. Ghost King is a powerful negative force, and it can be said that stunter guns, tanks, laser stabbing missiles, and aircraft carriers have no effect on this cargo, because this cargo is not a physical object at all.
I don't have time to think about it, whatever he is! Empty your mind and do what you have to do.
I closed my eyes, and for a moment, I seemed to hear the faint sound of the thunderwood sword falling into the air, and I subconsciously tracked the sound.
Move, double palm! Grab the sword!
Rise!
Xingyi! Horses step on the swallows!
In an instant, I opened my eyes, and in my eyes, Mr. Ghost King's hideous head was clearly visible.
"Hum Sada, Mother Rakka"!
I didn't know how the syllable came from, but I thought it was a stirring in my chest, and then a loud rattle came from my nose. In his head, it was as if an ancient bell had been ringed, and the blood in his whole body was trembling sharply.
Card! The last spitting scale is issued.
I smelled a strong smell of water.
In summer, when a violent storm comes, the wind dancing in the air will blow a slightly fishy water vapor into people's noses.
If the water vapor is strong, it means that it will be a wanton and violent thunderstorm!
Rumble!
It was as if something was exploding behind him, and a scorching rush reached his arm.
I raised my hand,
At this time, I was unusually calm, because I saw Mr. Ghost King's body shaking violently.
The Thunderwood Sword was no longer the appearance of a wooden sword in the eyes of the law, it had completely become a dazzling thunder fire.
But it only existed in the Dharma Eye, and without the two needles on the door of the head, all I saw was an ordinary wooden sword.
This world is so deceiving!
I smiled, indifferently, and inserted the wooden sword full of thunder and fire into the mouth of Mr. Oni King, who had no time to escape.
Deeply! Inserted deeply!
The moment I plugged in, I saw the whole world explode!
The light released is enough to blind the human eye of more than 3,000 K of titanium-manganese alloy.
Oh!
I heard a terrible roar!
Bang! Rumble......
The light that filled the magic eye flickered, and then exploded into a brilliant blue smoke.
The powerful force of the shock, like a wave in the ocean, tossed me high.
I smiled, facing upwards, my body down, and my eyes saw the blue of the sky shimmering like fireflies.
"What's that?" I muttered.
Belch!
Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed me by the collar.
"That's the ghost king who was shattered by you, and now they're all unconscious floating spirits!" The jade-handed woman, gasping slightly, gritted her teeth and said.
"It's beautiful." I was intoxicated for two seconds, and I couldn't help but find that my feet were hanging in the air.
"Ah...... Help me! ”
I have to admit that my lyricism was not my intention, but a series of numbing reactions in my brain after the violent concussions.
After the lyricism, the ruthless reality made me know in zero seconds that my uncle is now worse than anyone else.
Your sister! The real life hangs by a thread, and if it weren't for the collar being caught by a small white claw, I would have to fall.
My current situation is that the collar is grabbed by An Xiaoxuan, and his limbs dance out of thin air!
"Don't move! Move again! We went down together. An Xiaoxuan gritted his teeth, grabbed me with one hand, and slammed the other hand on the edge of the crystal bridge.
I was anxious, glared at Zhu Lao Dao and said, "Dead Lao Dao, quickly fucking reach out!" ”
Zhu Lao Dao patted his head: "Ouch, by the way, I just remembered it, stretch out my hand." ”
I'll fuck you! I'm speechless.
Zhu Lao Dao came over carefully, stretched out his hand first, and unexpectedly, actually took it back again.
"Your sister, what are you going to do?"
Zhu Lao said: "Poor Dao is hungry and his arm is weak, give you a foot." ”
Can you imagine the tangled psychology of me hesitating whether to catch or not to catch a leg when he stretched out a mud-stained leg to me?
I really don't play with people like this, damn it, making a fortune with you is really more dangerous than selling X powder!
I gritted my teeth and blackened my face, stretched out my arms and hugged Zhu Laodao's big mud legs, and then he slowly pulled me onto the crystal bridge deck?
"Hoo ......"
Lying on the bridge with my back on my back, I breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered at the end, "What a terrible thing! The ghost blows the lamp, and there is no big hair for you to play. ”
"Where is this, one-tenth is not as good as ......" suddenly a soft movement sounded in my ears.
I tilted my head.
An Xiaoxuan actually lay side by side with me on the crystal bridge.