Chapter 15 The One-Clops Nightmare
I'll go, what weapons, shackles, and shepherds vomited, half secretly slandered.
I saw that the fat man in the black robe shook his hand, and the original swaying sound instantly collapsed into a straight line. The black-robed fat man shouted again, and swung at the nightmare, and a dark black sword light silently slashed into the belly of the nightmare, leaving a very shallow scar, and staggered over, smashing the wooden door next to the nightmare with a bang.
What a great power! Mu Jinglu was slightly stunned at first, and then his face was extremely solemn. With such great power, it was only such a shallow wound in the belly of the giant nightmare.
The giant nightmare did not move, looked down at the wound in his abdomen, then raised his head and roared wildly, throwing half of the corpse in his hand at the black-robed fat man.
The sword light couldn't hurt the giant nightmare, and the fat man in the black robe was already prepared. Seeing that the giant nightmare threw half of the corpse over, the black-robed fat man's face changed, and he sent out a sword light again towards the flying half of the corpse, and then flew back violently.
With a bang, half of the corpse exploded in mid-air, and the sword light of the black fat man was also consumed.
"Big brother, it's not good! I'm afraid that half of the mouth of the giant nightmare has already stepped into the orange steps!" the black-robed fat man retreated to the white-robed thin man's side, staring at the giant nightmare, his face so black that he was about to drip ink.
The white-robed thin man did not answer, his left hand took out a narrow wat board from his waist, and his right hand shook in the air, and suddenly grabbed a huge brush.
Watching Dong Dong take two steps and be about to get closer to his giant nightmare, the thin man in the white robe had a straight face, and the huge brush was in a hurry on the narrow wat board.
"Hell of the Netherworld, now!"
The white-robed thin man was extremely fast, and the pasture path couldn't see what was written at all. I only heard a loud shout from the white-robed thin man, and at the bottom of the giant nightmare's feet, a pool of blood with a radius of two feet suddenly appeared.
The dirty blood in the pool of blood kept tumbling, and even occasionally human faces and beast faces would emerge and let out a terrible scream.
"Prison of the Blood Lake, open!"
The white-robed thin man drank again, and the dirty blood in the pool of blood at the nightmare's feet rose in response, and two pillars of blood like blood dragons swirled up, wrapping around the two giant legs of the nightmare.
"Second brother, hurry up, entangle him, I'll drag him into the prison of the Blood Lake!"
The white-robed thin man who was originally pale seemed to be very uncomfortable in order to stabilize the so-called Blood Lake Prison, his face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth.
The fat man in the black robe didn't dare to hesitate, kicked his legs, jumped up violently, and threw the shackles in his hand.
In mid-air, the black-robed fat man's hands kept sealing, and then he stared at the giant nightmare fiercely and shouted: "Impermanence asks for your life!"
The shackles were in mid-air, and the whole body was red and soft, and it bound towards the giant nightmare's upper body. When the shackles touched the Nightmare's skin, it burned the Nightmare's body like a red-hot iron, sending billowing black smoke into the Nightmare's body.
The thin man in the white robe was overjoyed when he saw this, picked up the huge brush, and once again wrote the wat board.
"Daozun Xuanwei, anxious as a law!Drink!" The white-robed thin man drank violently, threw the wat board into the air, bit his fingers, threw his essence blood on the wat board, and shouted with both hands: "Bloody prison, town!"
In an instant, the sky suddenly darkened, and out of nowhere, there was a rumbling thunder fragrance. In the blink of an eye, a five-zhang square scarlet blood mountain appeared above the giant nightmare's head, and it pressed down fiercely towards the top of the giant nightmare's head.
"Roar...", the giant seemed to sense the threat of life, and opened its mouth to roar angrily, and both arms struggled at the same time, making the black shackles wrapped around the giant mare's body buzz and tremble.
With a loud bang, the nightmare broke free of its shackles. The damage to the natal artifact made the black-robed fat man who was driving spiritual power on the side spurt out a mouthful of blood with a pop, and his expression instantly withered.
Seeing this, the white-robed thin man's expression changed greatly. hurriedly bit the index finger of his other hand, threw the essence blood at the wat board again, and shouted fiercely: "Town!"
The coercion on the soles of his feet and above his head terrified the giant and made him irritable. The giant nightmare shouted, raised his hands, inserted his hands into the bottom of the blood mountain, and then burst into a shout, forcibly tearing the blood mountain in half.
"Poof!" the white-robed thin man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the wat board in the air swayed slightly, falling to the ground.
"Escape!" The moment the white-robed thin man fell, he hissed at Mu Jinglu and the others who were stunned on the side: "You are not opponents, run away!"
The trail looked at the Nightmare, a little surprised, a little frightened. What was surprising was that the magic weapon used by the fat man in the black robe was very similar to the legendary black and white impermanence magic weapon known to Mu Jinglu in his previous life.
The Blood Lake Prison and the Blood Stain Prison summoned by the white-robed thin man are the two of the five and five prisons in the Blood Lake Hell in the Taoist records of the previous life.
In the vague memory of the Pastoral Road, the Pastoral Road remembers that the Blood Lake Hell is divided into the Blood Prison, the Blood Cold Prison, the Blood Stained Prison, the Blood Prison, and the Blood Lake Prison.
And today, in the white-robed thin man, two were summoned.
"Little brother, what are you doing in a daze, run!" shouted the thin man in white robes, trying to wake up the stunned pastoral path.
"Road, what should I do!" Gu Xiu shook the pasture path, his expression full of worry.
Mu Jinglu, who woke up in shock, looked at Ding Fang and Duanmu Xing, who were a little trembling, and Duanmu Xing, who was a little trembling, and then looked at the two strange brothers who were languishing and fell to the ground, biting their gums, and said fiercely: "You can't run! Fatty, go with me!"
At this time, the mountain of blood above the giant nightmare had dissipated, and the pool of blood under its feet was getting smaller and smaller. Unrestrained, the Nightmare stepped forward again and stomped towards the strange duo who had fallen to the ground, unable to move.
"Evil beast, Lao Tzu and you are fighting!" Mu Jinglu shouted, raised the hilt of the sword in his hand, attached the five elements of golden qi formed by his physical strength that had just been built to the hilt, and rushed towards the giant nightmare.
Ding Fang held back his fear, suppressed his trembling limbs, shouted loudly, lifted the iron rod and rushed over with the pasture path.
The one-eyed nightmare, with the corners of his mouth curled up, let out a disdainful quack, lifted his right leg and kicked it.
The running pasture road turned pale, bent sideways, dodged the calf of the giant nightmare, raised the hilt of the golden sword in his hand, and slammed it into the giant thigh.
Ding Fang, who rushed to kill, did not reach out as well as the pastoral path, and was kicked in front of the calf of the giant nightmare, and with a bang, he flew backwards backwards.
"Fatty!" Duanmu Xing exclaimed anxiously, and hurriedly rushed forward to catch Ding Fang. I didn't want a huge impact from Ding Fang's body, which instantly shook Duanmu Xing's viscera into displacement, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Mujing Lu took advantage of the momentum to pull out a wound several inches deep on the giant nightmare's thigh, spewing out a filthy black blood moon, staining Mujing Lu's body.
The white-robed thin man's eyes lit up, as if he saw a chance to survive. Seeing this, the fat man in the black robe looked at the pastoral path in the same surprise, never expecting that the pastoral path with only one hidden path could actually hurt the giant nightmare in the late stage of the red order.
"Whew," the giant roared in pain, slamming its right paw towards the pasture path that swept past him.
There was another loud bang, and the furious giant nightmare smashed the pasture path into the air, crashing into the earthen wall of the broken temple, and falling heavily outside the broken temple.
The enraged Nightmare still seemed to be angry, and with a kick of his legs, he slammed through the already overwhelmed earthen wall and chased him out.
"Luzi!" "Brother Luzi!" "Little brother!"
The crowd shouted in horror. The blow of the giant nightmare just now must have seriously injured the pasture path of its own Tibetan realm, and at this time, I am afraid that it only needs a light foot to smash the pasture path.
Gu Xiu shouted with red eyes, ignoring the obstruction of Duanmu Xing, who had blood remaining at the corner of his mouth, and struggled to chase after the outside of the broken temple. Before he could run two steps, Gu Xiu only heard a bang, and a huge black shadow flew towards him.
Gu Xiu subconsciously fell to the ground to dodge, and the black shadow flew over Gu Xiu's head and smashed into the broken temple with a bang. The ruined temple finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed with a bang.
"Evil animal!" A coquettish shout sounded, and Gu Xiuxun looked in the direction where the pasture road flew upside down.
Barefoot, golden bells, dressed in white. Gu Xiu's face was overjoyed: "Girl!"
It turned out to be the woman who everyone met in Dinghu City in the afternoon, and the woman rose in the air at this time, a blank scroll of drawing paper floated beside her, holding a paintbrush made of jade in one hand, and a severely injured but unconscious pastoral path in the other.
The woman swept past Gu Xiu, gently put down the pasture path, and nodded solemnly. Immediately stood up, the red-glowing jade paintbrush kept waving on the blank scroll, and five ploughing oxen of different shapes quickly appeared on the scroll.
"Han Rong's Five Ox Picture!
The woman shouted, and the lifelike ploughing ox on the original picture scroll came to life in an instant.
"Moo!" the five ploughing cows jumped out of the picture scroll one after another, and the five ploughing cows jumped out of the picture.
After the appearance of the ploughing ox, the giant nightmare had also risen from the ruins of the ruined temple.
"Whew... Bumper B
The one-eyed nightmare who got up looked fiercely at the woman who was not too far away from him, and suddenly ran like an orangutan. The ground rumbled.
"Old cows, hit this girl to death!" the woman was also very angry, and shouted coquettishly.
The five ploughing oxen turned out to be quite psychic, nodded at the woman, and then pointed the bull's head at the giant nightmare that ran over.
Pastoral Road finally knows what it means to be angry. The five cows lowered their heads, their hind hooves tossing on the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
Because of the anger, the bull's nose spewed out a white mist. There was another long cow cry, and five ploughing oxen roared up and rushed towards the nightmare.
With a bang, the Nightmare collided with the five ploughing oxen, taking a few steps back at the same time. Neither seemed to be afraid of the other, and at the same time roared and charged again.
In this way, in the whole night, bang... Bang bang... The sound of collision kept coming out, and even the more they collided, the more rhythmic they became.
Mu Jinglu, who was lying in Gu Xiu's arms, was shocked, and secretly begged himself: Is there such a cultivation method? It is really an eye-opener! With the rhythm of the impact, Mu Jinglu actually subconsciously tapped his fingers and beat the beat.