Chapter 776: Lao Tzu's strongest is the inner fist
Bang bang bang......
A spear with divine light waved like the wind, and the combination of rigidity and softness was ever-changing, pumping the huge old demon of the Black Mountain to fly sideways, throwing white bones and bone chips.
The huge humanoid skeleton as solid as King Kong slowly dissipated into bone residue and bone chips in the process of a frenzied beating.
The poor old demon of Montenegro, who has crisscrossed the Black Mountain Range for thousands of years, and still forcibly occupies a territory in the Netherworld, is at this time he is as aggrieved as a child by Lei Hu with a gun.
"Ahhh
The old demon of Montenegro was frantically whipped like a leather ball, and the tall and sturdy white bone body slowly dissipated, as if it had been chopped alive, and the pain that went straight to the soul almost didn't turn this ghost king into a madman.
"Go, this seat obviously has such an advantage, so why should I take the risk with you?"
The spear in Lei Hu's hand danced like the wind, and there were electric snakes flickering on it, and every blow brought terrifying damage to the old demon of Montenegro, which made the ghost king scream endlessly.
He was quite surprised in his heart at this time, he didn't expect that this operation against the old demon of Montenegro would be so smooth, as if it was heaven's help.
If the old demon of Montenegro is not too light on the enemy, he will not fall into an absolute disadvantage as soon as he fights.
This is the Netherworld, the home of the old demon of Montenegro!
It can be said that the endless Netherworld Yin Qi here is the food for the old demon of Black Mountain to fight.
If he hadn't made a reckless move, planning to fight with Lei Hu in close hand-to-hand combat, but instead entangled himself with the Nether Ghost Cultivation Spell, Lei Hu would have been sure to defeat him, but he wouldn't have been able to toss the old demon of Black Mountain like this.
That skeleton as solid as King Kong is not so easy to refine!
That's right, the skeleton on the old demon of Montenegro is similar to a powerful artifact that has been continuously refined!
Even with the powerful attack power of the Thunder Tiger, it takes a lot of effort to blast all the skeletons into flying ashes, and the current situation is the best example.
Don't look at him wielding a spear with condensed divine power like the wind, summoning all the magic of marksmanship, but every time he hits the skeleton of the old demon of Black Mountain, he can only draw a small part of the bones into flying ashes.
Of course, Lei Hu didn't do his best, otherwise the old demon of Montenegro wouldn't be able to scream loudly and want to fight alone while being attacked by it.
"Ahhh
The old demon of Montenegro was so angry that he almost exploded, and in the huge white bone eyes, two football-sized divine soul fires suddenly beat violently, and a terrifying aura permeated the incomplete skeleton, and the flash of fluorescence was about to explode directly.
Airplanes......
Lei Hu held a gun in one hand and used the old demon of Montenegro as a ball, and with one hand pinched the trick to perform magic skills, a flash of divine light suddenly covered the incomplete skeleton of the old demon of Montenegro, and forcibly cut off the old demon of Montenegro's intention to blow himself up.
"Honestly suffer death!"
With a cold smile, Lei Hu showed a look on his face, and said leisurely: "Don't play any small tricks in front of this seat, unless you blow up your soul, all means are useless!" ”
Hearing this, the screams of the old demon of the Black Mountain suddenly fell silent, and the fire of the divine soul in the eyes of the two huge white bones beat violently, and there was no reaction for a long time, obviously Lei Hu's words hit the soft underbelly of his heart.
If it wants to die, why bother?
Directly using the divine soul as food and cursing the bastard of Thunder Tiger will definitely make the bastard of Thunder Tiger pay a terrible price, and never want to make progress in the future.
But if it does that, the old demon of Montenegro will be completely scattered, and there will be no room to turn over, which is a choice it is definitely not willing to make.
was blasted by the Thunder Tiger and blasted the peripheral skeleton, as long as the spirit is not extinguished, he has a chance to recover.
How can tens of thousands of years of accumulation be idle?
In order to prevent the current situation, the old demon of Montenegro has left a lot of back, just to wait for the soul to recover after being injured.
In such a situation, it is impossible to fight with Thunder Tiger desperately and directly pay the price of being scattered.
Hehe......
The reaction of the old demon of Montenegro was all in Lei Hu's expectations.
After all, he didn't act too crazy, and he was determined to kill the old demon of Montenegro!
But as long as there is still hope for survival, how can an existence like the old demon of Montenegro who has lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years directly choose the most drastic and the most unsparing means to die together?
It's just that the old demon of Montenegro would never have expected that since Lei Hu personally took action, he would not let it leave a chance to look forward to, and it would die this time.
Before coming, Lei Hu simulated various scenarios in his heart, but the current situation was the best in the simulated scenarios, and he had an absolute advantage as soon as he fought.
With such a good opportunity, how could Lei Hu let go, and when the skeleton of the old demon of Montenegro was all blasted into slag, he would use the means to directly destroy the soul of this guy.
From the beginning of falling into the downwind, the old demon of Montenegro did not choose the most drastic means to fight or escape, and he had completely lost hope of survival.
Yes, the old demon of Montenegro, as a generation of ghost kings, must have desperate means, but Lei Hu's means and hole cards have not all been taken out.
At this time, it was too late for the old demon of Montenegro to fight together.
Once it senses that something is wrong, Lei Hu will not hesitate to take out his hole cards and directly ask it to disappear from this world, and there will be no such number one existence as the old demon of Montenegro.
It's so domineering!
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In the battle of the castle in the center of the ghost city, the Heishui River God Thunder Tiger had the advantage at the beginning, and at this time, he was wearing down the strong defense of the old demon of the Black Mountain little by little, waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.
On the periphery of the castle, Yan Chixia and Xuanxin Zhengzong are in the same family, as well as magic monks and martial arts powerhouses from the northwest, who are fighting with the ghost commanders and ghost generals under the old demon of Montenegro.
Don't look at Yan Chixia in front of the old demon of the Black Mountain, he can't even withstand a blow, but his strength and swordsmanship are really strong, he has reached the early stage of the realm, every time the sword qi roars with terrifying power, all the ghost handsomes who are hit can't help but let out a terrible wail, the ghost qi on his body is quickly consumed, and his strength has weakened several layers at once!
He is alone, and the two ghosts who are similar in strength are handsome, but he is not left behind, and he can even take advantage of it slightly.
That is, part of his mind was scattered on Ning Caichen, who was already unconscious after the yin qi entered his body, otherwise the ghost handsome who fought against him would be even more unhappy.
The protagonist of the moment is also the protagonist, and the luck on his body is strong, but it is not something that the two ghost handsomes can easily snatch its edge.
Seeing that Ning Caichen was about to hang up, the environment of the Netherworld was too unfriendly to living beings.
In desperation, it could only sweep away the two ghost handsomes who had been entangled for a long time with a sword, pick up the unconscious Ning Caichen, and rescue Nie Xiaoqian, who was also the heroine, with extraordinary luck.
Then, this guy got the order, set up a flying sword, Ning Caichen in one hand and Nie Xiaoqian in the other, and directly turned into a streamer and shot up to the sky, shooting towards the underworld passage when he came.
Without such a fierce man as Yan Chixia, the ghost handsome and ghost generals under the command of the old demon of Montenegro did not feel the pressure on their bodies reduced, but had a feeling of suffocation that was so heavy that it was difficult to breathe.
The Daoists of Xuanxin Authentic Sect had already formed a formation at some point, and for a moment they saw the magic sword in their hands turn into a sword qi in the sky, sweeping towards the ghost marshals and ghost generals who were facing them like a storm of sword qi.
Several ghosts didn't have time to react in the future, and instantly fell into the storm of sword qi, and in the blink of an eye, they were shattered, and their souls were directly scattered and they couldn't die anymore.
The rest of the ghost generals and ghost commanders avoided one after another, but even if they were swept away by the aftermath of the sword qi storm, they could also suffer heavy losses in strength.
Xuanxin Zhengzong is worthy of being the first sect of the Great Qi Dao Sect, and the skill of flying swords in one hand is extremely sharp, and the power that can be exerted after forming a sword array is even more terrifying.
A wave of sword qi storm had just subsided, and another sword qi storm roared up, consciously rushing towards the direction of the ghost general and the ghost marshal.
All the ghost cultivators who were affected by the sword qi storm, whether they were directly hit or wiped a little, did not end well, or their souls were scattered or their strength was greatly damaged.
But this is not the most fatal, don't forget that there is a wave of strong people from the northwest next to it.
Their methods are more direct, and their tacit understanding is no worse than that of the Xuanxin Authentic Daoist, but the power and lethality of the attack are even more terrifying.
A soul-fixing talisman is thrown out, even if the ghost general's energy and body have to be slowed down, but unfortunately it is this slowdown, which is the difference between life and death.
Immediately followed by a bolt of lightning, or a masculine spell that directly controlled the ghost cultivation, or a masculine true qi attack from a strong martial arts powerhouse in the northwest, it directly blasted a ghost general into a ghost.
Even if there is no Xuanxin Authentic Daoist to form a sword formation, and the sword qi storm exerted is as powerful, the efficiency of killing ghost cultivators is not bad at all.
The main thing is that the various charms carried by the Northwest magic monks on this trip are almost endless, and all of them are powerful spells for ghost cultivation, whether it is a soul fixing charm or a five thunder charm, or a five element charm, all of which have an effect on ghost generals and ghost handsome level ghost cultivators.
As long as you are accidentally attacked by a rune, whether it is a rune monk or a companion next to him, or a martial arts powerhouse, he can easily inflict heavy damage on the ghost general and the ghost handsome level ghost cultivator, and even directly scatter the soul.
The ghost generals are basically destroyed with one blow, and the ghost handsome are difficult to deal with, but they have to kneel after a few blows.
For a while, on the periphery of the ghost city fortress where the old demon of Montenegro was located, there was a storm of sword qi from time to time, and at the same time, the spell attacks of various colors of rune paper were endless, and the powerful attacks of the magic monks and martial arts powerhouses complemented each other, and the large number of ghost handsomes and ghost generals in this place fell into the disadvantage, not to mention, from time to time, there were powerful ghost cultivators who directly scattered their souls, and the end was really tragic.
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It was a strange scene, the majestic and vast central area of the ghost town was inextricably fought, but the rest of the area remained as usual, unaffected by the earth-shattering battle and aftermath.
At the gate of the ghost city, several long queues of ghosts are discharged from afar, and the ghost guards stationed at the gate of the city are mechanical and rigid to maintain order, and let the ghosts in line enter the city.
The city is full of ghosts.
If you look closely, you can easily spot these wandering ghosts, their eyes dazed and lost their minds, so that they can not react to the fierce battle in the center of the city not far away, as if there was no such thing at all.
That is, when Yan Chixia left with Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, she rushed out of the gate of the ghost city on a rampage, attracting a commotion from the ghosts and ghost pawns in the city and at the gate of the city, but it quickly returned to calm.
In such a dull and boring place, Yan Chixia couldn't look at it, and she didn't have time to pay attention to it, and after leaving the ghost town, she flew directly to the entrance of her fellow Dao in the underworld.
"Who are you, what happened to my senior brother?"
When he arrived at the place, he was taken aback when he saw several strange magic monks and martial arts powerhouses guarding the passage, and asked with a vigilant face.
looked at the Xuanxin Authentic Sect who was sitting upright on the ground and posing in a five-hearted cultivation posture.
"You are Yan Chixia!"
The martial arts powerhouse guarding the position of the passage suddenly spoke, and said with blazing eyes: "I didn't expect that after a few years, your strength would improve so fast!" ”
"You are?"
Yan Chixia was taken aback, and suddenly exclaimed, "You are a Northwest martial artist, I have seen you at the martial arts competition before!" ”
Speaking of this, he slammed it, thinking of the unfamiliar magic cultivators who besieged the powerful ghost cultivators under the old demon of Montenegro, as well as the martial arts powerhouses with very powerful means, and suddenly said: "You are from the northwest?" ”
"Naturally!"
The martial arts powerhouse said proudly: "This time, even Lord Thunder Tiger has come over, otherwise why do you think the old demon of Montenegro has no kung fu to target you?" ”
Yan Chixia's heart shook violently: The king of the northwest, Lei Hu, is also here?
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take the scholar next to you away, otherwise this guy will have to hang up!"
The martial arts powerhouse guarding the exit of the underworld passage waved his hand and said in a loud voice: "If there is a chance in the future, let's try to compete again!" ”
"I can't ask for it!"
Yan Chixia laughed, holding Ning Caichen in one hand and Nie Xiaoqian in the other, and flew directly into the passage in the form of a streamer.
At this moment, a terrible wail suddenly came from the direction of the ghost town, and the sound seemed to be from the old demon of Montenegro.
What's going on?
The magic monks stationed at the exit of the passage of the underworld, as well as the martial arts powerhouses, looked at each other, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in their hearts.
At this time, in the central area of the ghost city, the Xuanxin Authentic Daoists who surrounded and suppressed the remaining ghost handsomes and ghost generals in Zhengheli, as well as the Northwest Magic Monks and Martial Arts powerhouses, were startled by the sudden appearance of the miserable and miserable consumption, and the movements of their hands slowed down and looked at the direction where the voice came from, that is, the central palace of the old demon of Montenegro.
What kind of tragic blow did the old demon of Montenegro suffer to let out such a terrible and miserable howl?
In the central palace, Lei Hu's muscles and muscles swelled at this time, his body was forced to rise a head high, his face with his arms open and resolute was full of funny looks, and his body was shrouded in a ball of blood and flames, but there was a strange shadow on his body that was moving back and forth, making a sound that went straight into the miserable trench of the soul.
"Montenegrin old demon, you are stupid, Lao Tzu's strongest thing is not magic and spells, but the internal fist that exercises the body's qi and blood......"