Chapter 522: The Shadow of the Pantheistic Cult Is Everywhere (Part 3)
Sure enough, my sweetheart didn't let me down!
"He actually created his own fusion Dao technique, and it was a fusion of ghost Dao and orthodox Dao art. My husband has always been so good. ”
Although the appearance of this tiger ghost demon made Wei Ke's heart uneasy, he still showed a sweet smile at this time.
But as soon as Fu Yang's ghost dao spirit fist came out, he directly punched the tiger ghost demon who had just struggled out of the wall into it again!
This time it was even more powerful, and the fist, which was several circles larger than the grinding disc, directly punched a deep black hole in the wall of the basement.
The tiger ghost demon is all embedded in the big hole in this wall, and there is no longer a trace of form.
"Maoshan Yin Thunder Mantra!"
Fu Yang once again played a thunder method.
Thunder and fire are the most masculine and righteous forces. It is also the most feared power of evil things!
So Fu Yang finally used the Maoshan Thunder Method to deal a fatal blow to the tiger ghost demon who was already seriously injured and dying, and directly turned it into flying ashes and disappeared.
Whew......
Fu Yang let out a sigh and moved a joint.
Then he turned around and looked at Vico and smiled. It looked like a big boy who wanted to be rewarded. It's a very innocent emotion.
"Vico, isn't your husband amazing? Haha......"
He was laughing and preparing to go over, when suddenly, there was a strange movement in the deep wall cave behind him!
A blood-red glow flew out of there.
Then turn into a big skeletal hand!
grabbed Fu Yang's back violently, and actually wanted to catch him thoroughly.
"What the hell?!"
Fu Yang turned around suddenly, and saw the blood-red skeleton grabbed it with his big hand. It's actually hidden in the body of the weird ghost that can change just now.
"Husband, be careful!"
Vico, who was in the distance, saw this scene, his pupils suddenly constricted, and then suddenly moved.
The clothes are flying, and the whole person is flying like a black butterfly. The black light flashed, and she had already arrived in front of Fu Yang.
A long, narrow and delicate sword is already in the hand!
It was the sword, one of her two royal weapons.
"Ghost King Slash!"
A black sword roared out.
The chilling sword wind almost sliced through the air, and the whistling felt like a fighter jet crossing the sky.
Bang!
The Ghost King's sword gang directly slashed the blood-colored skeleton hand into pieces. But it turned into a large cloud of blood mist, still floating and wriggling there, and he even wanted to continue to make trouble.
Originally, this thing attacked Fu Yang, and Wei Wei was already angry. Now that she was actually hit by a sword, she hadn't broken up yet, and she was even more annoyed.
"Damn pantheistic cult...... Destroy the Queen Ben! ”
There was also a hint of anger on Vico's delicate and beautiful face.
He waved the royal sword in his hand with a whirring sound.
The black sword qi was criss-crossed, just like an overwhelming net.
It's completely a heaven and earth net composed of sword qi!
Full coverage and rolling.
Fu Yang gasped as he watched from behind.
Wei Ke's explosive strength and swordsmanship at this time even far surpassed the golden sword sea released by Fu Yang using the power of the Ghost Dao to urge the Five Elements Hu.
Not only him, but Ah Huang and Xiong Ye, who were playing soy sauce in the distance, had already changed their faces with fright when they saw the "Sword Qi Heaven and Earth Net" wielded by Wei Ke in a rage.
Boom, boom!
The walls and floor of the basement in front of you looked as if they had been bombed. Gravel was splattered, dust was flying, and the hard ground and walls were littered with deep and shallow sword marks.
As for the big hole in the wall where the blood-red skeletal hand flew out, it had become a ruin......
"Humph! The damn guy of the first Pantheist Regiment, and the Shadow Guard. Dare to sneak attack my husband. This account will be settled with you one day. ”
Wei Ke snorted coldly before waving his hand.
The black royal sword turned into a wisp of mist again and disappeared.
"Fu Yang, husband...... Are you alright? Alas, it's all my fault. Let you do what trials. I didn't expect this snake ghost demon to be made by those damn guys of the Pantheon Cult. ”
As he spoke, Wei Ke stretched out his white jade-like arms and gently hugged Fu Yang. Between the beautiful eyebrows and eyes are worries and self-blame.
Fu Yang's heart warmed, and a feeling of happiness swelled up.
Directly and very domineering, he hugged Wei Wei tightly in his arms, and laughed: "With a wife as beautiful as a fairy like you, you are so powerful." I'm already happy to die, how can I blame you? Trials are also right. I'm going to hurry up and catch up with you so we can fight together! I, Fu Yang, don't want to be a little white face who eats soft rice. ”
Vico was relieved to see that he was not angry.
Broke free from his arms and stood on tiptoe and pecked him lightly on the lips......
Fu Yang was about to give a kiss, and a hanging voice sounded next to him.
"Oh my mom! Spicy eyes. Her Royal Highness, and Yoko Ko. Can you stop stuffing dog food like that? It's bitter and not tasty. ”
The two looked back, and it turned out to be Ah Huang and Xiong Ye, two undisciplined goods, walking slowly over here.
Fu Yang put his arms around Wei Ke's waist like a demonstrator, and snorted coldly: "Why are you not convinced?" Ah Huang, you can go to Hong Kong to find Li Yiran. Dead fat cat, you go to the Golden Silkworm Miao Village to find your exquisite master? Hum. ”
A few more jokes were made, and Master Xiong was still more serious.
Turning his head to look at the wall that had turned into ruins, he pinched his stomach with his little paws, and said, "That blood-red skeletal hand just now was made by the bloody dog, right?" I felt his evil aura inside. ”
Wei Wei nodded, his expression became serious, and the whole person naturally exuded a domineering and sharp queen temperament.
"Big fat cat, you're right, that breath just now. It is the breath of the first regiment of the Pantheist Cult. But you're not entirely right. Because the Twelve Regiments of the Ten Thousand Gods are only combat regiments after all. For such a thing as creating ghosts...... They can't do it yet. Therefore, there is also the participation of the Immortal Majesty under the jurisdiction of the Pantheistic Shadow Guard. ”
Shadow Guard? Will the Underworld be camped?
These two new terms made Fu Yang feel very unfamiliar.
For the terrifying and huge evil organization of the Pantheist Cult, he now knew that there were twelve warbands, known as the Twelve Regiments of the Pantheon! Qin Mei is the commander of the seventh regiment.
Originally, I thought that the Twelve Regiments were the entire Pantheistic Sect, but I didn't expect to hear Wei Ke's meaning now, the Twelve Regiments of the Ten Thousand Gods...... Just a part of the Pantheistic Cult?!
He was shocked in his heart and lamented the horror of the Pantheistic Cult.
It is worthy of being a terrorist and evil organization that has existed since the birth of Chinese civilization.
Chinese civilization is 5,000 years old, and Pantheism actually has a history of 5,000 years!
In a sense, Pantheism was originally the entire Chinese Spiritual Alien World, and even the history of Chinese civilization...... Dark! (3rd Update)