The evil spirits behind the yellow-skinned giant demon were also surging towards Huang Sanlang, Miaodu, and Xu Yuyang like a tide at this time.

Huang Sanlang grinned, "You juniors have come to offend this heavenly official at this time?" This is what makes you wait and have no return. ”

When he finished speaking, he saw that his right arm was empty, and he grabbed it.

With a "whoosh", a short sword with a dazzling white light was already captured in his palm.

Xu Yuyang could clearly see behind him that the short sword was no more than half a meter, and the blade was less than two centimeters wide, making it look thin and short, and it was very small.

But it is indeed very compatible with Huang Saburo's thin figure.

Huang Sanlang pinched the sword with his right palm, his body flickered, and the human sword was united, turning into a white light and rushing towards the evil on the opposite side.

The white light passed everywhere, invincible, and a group of evil spirits immediately turned into black smoke and hung in the air.

Seeing this, the monk Miaodu immediately took two steps forward, dragging the broken porcelain bowl with his left palm, and chanted words in his mouth.

With a "whoosh", a golden light shot out from the broken porcelain bowl and shot straight into the sky.

The repeated black smoke hanging in the air immediately drifted into the porcelain bowl.

The other evil spirits saw Hu Huiniang fighting with the yellow-skinned giant demon in one place, and these little ones naturally couldn't intervene.

And the short sword in Huang Sanlang's hand was sharp, and all the same kind of people in the place where the sword was pointed were killed, and all the evil people avoided it, and the one who was impatient and dared to provoke this ancestor?

The only ones left are Miaodu, who is shirtless and dragging a broken porcelain bowl and carrying a Aoki Zen staff, and Xu Yuyang, who is wrapped in a dark green scale armor!

A group of evil spirits immediately pounced on the Miaodu monk standing in front.

One of the evil spirits roared and arrived in front of Miaodu.

When he waved his arm, a three-foot steel knife in his hand was wrapped in an infinite cold wind and had already slashed towards the top of Miaodu's head.

The monk only closed his eyes and chanted the scriptures, and he didn't look at the evil one, and only waved the Aoki Zen staff in his right palm lightly.

With a "bang", the steel knife in the evil hand was already out of his hand.

The evil was shocked, he didn't expect this seemingly ordinary ascetic to have such strength!

However, when it was too late, I saw that the Aoki Zen staff in the monk's hand suddenly grew more than a meter.

A "bang" fell on his heart.

The evil spirit only felt a great pain in his heart, and then the wisp of the dead soul full of grief and unwillingness had quietly floated out of the body.

When he looked back, he saw that his body had already collapsed to the ground.

The evil demon was suddenly shocked, how could he have become a dead soul in this moment?

Before I had time to indulge in pleasure, how could my cultivation in this life come to an end?

Reluctantly, he immediately let out a terrible wail.

The evil spirit exhaled a breath of resentment out of his body, and when his ears were neutral, a mantra came from him.

The soul of the dead only felt that the golden light in the broken porcelain bowl was dazzling, and it was accompanied by bursts of warmth.

Although he has become a dead soul, he still feels like Mu Chunhui, and the resentment in his heart is immediately a little less.

Thinking of being a human being for a lifetime, it is really bitter and joyful, so I have a grudge in my heart and am willing to fall into the devil.

At this time, since the body has been destroyed, and only a wisp of black smoke remains, what is there to be nostalgic for?

So along with the wisps of black smoke around him, they fell into the broken porcelain bowl dragged by Miaodu!

All of this is just a matter of thought, and the other evil spirits know the mystery of this.

In the blink of an eye, four or five more evil creatures landed beside Miaodu.

Tearing or biting, or waving the blade in his hand and falling on the dervishe.

Monk Miaodu still holds the broken porcelain bowl in his left palm, and the mantra in his mouth is urgent, his head is not raised, his eyes are not open, his body is not moving, and he only waves his right arm.

The Aoki Zen staff in his palm "snapped" a few times and landed on the top beams of those evil ones.

In the blink of an eye, the five evil bodies were destroyed, and the five black smoke souls floated towards the broken porcelain bowl served by Miaodu.

There are hundreds of evil spirits in the mountain pass, although I have already seen that this monk is extraordinary, but it is really nothing compared to the invincible Huang Saburo before.

Compared with the other evil cults, the two still felt that the monk in front of them was easier to deal with.

Even though there were five or six fellow Daoists in front of them, they could not stop them from continuing to pounce on this dervishe.

Monk Miaodu was unimpressed, his eyes were slightly closed, and while he was chanting the mantra in his mouth, he held the Aoki Zen staff in his hand tightly, always ready to welcome the arrival of those evil spirits.

Xu Yuyang, who was behind, watched Hu Huiniang fighting with the tall yellow-skinned giant demon, and he was inevitably worried about his fairy sister.

How could Hu Huiniang take advantage of such a height ratio!

But watching the fairy sister turn into a red light and surround the yellow-skinned giant demon, far and near, the fire whip in her hand is long and short, attacking and defending, and she does not fall behind at all!

And the yellow-skinned giant demon with a big knife dancing in his hand, although it looked majestic and murderous, but it was clumsy and slow, which was in stark contrast to Hu Huiniang.

Although Xu Yuyang didn't understand the meaning very well, he could also guess that Hu Huiniang would definitely be fine, otherwise Yun Shu would not have stood here so fearlessly.

Not to mention Huang Saburo in front, although this is the first time Xu Yuyang has seen this guardian of the "Sanssouci Plain" attack the enemy in reality.

But looking at this little old man who was not tall and had few hairs, he clashed back and forth, and the white light flashed everywhere he passed.

The evil spirits let out a wail and then turned into wisps of black smoke and floated in the air, which seemed to be even more worry-free.

The only thing left was the Miaodu master in front, but he saw that he was holding a broken porcelain bowl in his left palm, his eyes slightly closed, and his mouth was full of words.

The green wood Zen staff in the palm of the hand is long and short, retracted and released freely, surrounded by a lot of evil, calm and calm, immobile as a mountain, really a sect of master style.

It seems that you don't have to help yourself, in this case, it is rare for you to be idle, so it is better to watch the game here and watch everyone play.

Xu Yuyang was entertaining himself while thinking, but Yun Shu said, "Yuyang, what do you want?" ”

Xu Yuyang saw that there was no one left and right anyway, and he didn't mind Yun Shu opening his mouth, so he smiled:

"What can I think? Since the fairy sister, the third master, and the master don't need our help, then naturally it's really here to watch the show? ”

Yun Shu snorted coldly: "We are here to subdue the demon guard this time, and we are not here to watch the show." Now everyone is busy slaying demons, but you're watching a play here? Excuse me? ”

Xu Yuyang pursed his lips, "Then what do you mean by Evian Shu Shenjun, what should we do?" ”

"Then you need to ask? Of course, it was to rush into the cave where these demons were hiding crookedly. ”

Xu Yuyang blinked, looked at the "Qingyan Cave" that was still spewing out countless evil monsters, and felt timid in his heart.

"Shenjun, do you mean that the two of us will go straight to the Yellow Dragon?"

Yun Shu was silent for a moment, "It can be said that this is the meaning, but this Divine Monarch never uses this word. ”

Xu Yuyang asked curiously, "Why?" ”

Before Yun Shu could speak, he heard a loud "bang", and an evil monster with a height of more than two meters and a big hammer in his hand had already landed in front of Xu Yuyang.

But when he saw the evil blood basin open his mouth, he let out a roar.

The four rows of weird teeth in and out of the mouth are on display!

With that deafening roar, Xu Yuyang intuitively felt a disgusting bad breath coming to his face.

Xu Yuyang felt nauseous in his heart, and he barely vomited after holding back.

The corners of the evil mouth were full of sticky saliva, and he smiled strangely: "Little girl, what are you talking about here?" Do you think of your uncle's belly? ”

Xu Yuyang was still disgusted by the stench emitted by the evil spirit, and he really couldn't speak, so he could only shout in his heart:

"Yunshu Shenjun, don't you like to fight the most? Don't hurry up and clean up this ugly monster, save yourself from being disgusting here. ”

Yun Shu's voice immediately came to Xu Yuyang's heart, but when he heard this Divine Monarch, he smiled coldly, "Yuyang, I'm afraid you won't be able to watch the show this time." ”

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