Ye Wujie grinned, and was about to laugh at the white radish again.

Sudden changes abruptly abrupt.

I saw that among the six secret realms of Huangquan under Jiuhua Mountain, there was a hunting red light.

Known as the "Sword Monk", whose real name is Bai Radish, the beautiful monk Taomu sword was instantly unsheathed, and the whole person directly stabbed down from the Tianzhu Peak.

Ye Wujie pursed his lips, revealing a mouthful of steel-like white teeth, and touched his shiny bald head, Ye Wujie smiled: "The zombies of the straight mother thief can't be destroyed after tens of thousands of years, but there are so many old monsters, today's fight, it is estimated that they can't escape." ”

After that, he jumped directly from the cliff.

Under the Qianzhang cliff, it is the general hub of the "Yellow Spring Secret Realm" under the jurisdiction of Jiuhua Mountain, "the eye of the Yellow Spring", it is said that this spring leads directly to the Yellow Spring of Hell!

At this time, in front of Huang Quanzhi's eyes, there was a huge zombie, with a green face and fangs, and its whole body was naked. It's not so much a zombie, but it's more like a human.

It has an intimidating name, which also makes the "corpse" intimidating, Drought Fish!

"The Divine Strange Scripture: The Southern Wilderness Sutra" cloud: "There are people in the south, two or three feet long, with a bare body, two eyes on the top, walking like the wind, the name is Lu, the country you see is in a great drought, and the land is thousands of miles away. ”

After tens of thousands of years of evolution in the last days, not only has the human race developed an "online game" evolution system that is very different from before, but zombies have also evolved with humans for a time! Ordinary zombies have already evolved into iron corpses, bronze corpses, and even evolved the four ancestral zombies - Houqing, Yinggou, Drought Fish, and General.

And now the one who is attacking the secret realm of Huangquan is one of the ancestors of zombies, Drought Fish.

The Six Secret Realms of Huangquan was originally a hellish scene, but as soon as the drought came, it simply became a real purgatory.

The yellow springs rolled, corroding the earth, the sky was gray, and the sun and moon were dull.

There is light! From above the Nine Heavens, the Heavenly Pillar Peak came up.

And it's two!

One is cool and cold, and the other is bright and yellow solemn.

Ye Wujie turned into a meteorite and smashed it the body of the drought with the power of falling from Tianzhu Peak.

"Boom!" Like thunder.

The drought fish was knocked away by Ye Wujie, and his two feet ploughed out two ravines hundreds of meters on the ground.

The drought was knocked away, but he was not angry, but patted the dirt on his body very "humanely".

"It won't be affected in the slightest by the ancestor-level corpse poison on my body, it's not bad. Young man, it is not easy for you to reach the Donkey Kong realm of Buddhism at such an age. The dartle spoke, as if all it finally exhaled was wisps of red corpse poison.

The most powerful and praised warrior monks are their stormy fists and feet and their extraordinary armor and resistance. This group of monks with extremely strong willpower can resist the legendary enchanting magic.

With all kinds of fists at your fingertips, as well as the Buddhist golden bell cover iron cloth shirt for self-defense, it can be said that the warrior monk is a profession with a very long-term development ability.

But it is extremely difficult to master one specialty, let alone so many? The warrior monk is also the most arduous and difficult of all professions. A shield warrior can resist damage with a good armor, a mage can use a super-high magic staff to perform super high magic skills, and even a sword master can cut out a jaw-dropping output if he has a good sword.

But the warrior monk has only a pair of fists and flesh and blood.

On the contrary, as long as the warrior monk enters the hall, then it will be like a moon surging into a river, and it will be out of control.

Ye Xiao's father, Ye Wujie, has already stepped on the threshold of a warrior monk, and has changed his career for the second time to become a second-class professional "Golden Body Bodhisattva". The talent specialty is "King Kong Undefeated", a legendary-level specialty known as the inviolability of all laws!

Ye Wujie bared his teeth and said: "The old mongrel with a big enough breath has lived for so long, I heard that the body of your drought clan can not rot for thousands of years and not be bad for thousands of years, let the Buddha and I understand it?" ”

A rolling demon voice came from the mouth of the drought fish: "It's almost the same as the abbot lame monk of your Tianzhu Peak, if you want to have a hard bar with me, you are still a step behind." ”

Ye Wujie spat and said with a smile, you have to fight to know, and there is no nonsense, the monk's robe is like a drought bumping into it.

The drought was fearless, and slammed into Ye Wujie with a fiery red rolling corpse fire.

There was another earth-shattering sound, the two collided and separated, Ye Wujie stopped his body, and walked under his feet, his big hand like a grinding disc was divided and closed, and his fist strength penetrated through the green darkness. Ye Wujie slapped his big hand, and the drought fish opened horizontally like a palm poured with iron juice. Ye Wujie's iron fist slammed directly towards the iron wall of the drought, making the sound of a fine iron clash that only existed when swords collided.

Ye Wujie sneered, and the strength in his hand was three points heavier, and a dark energy burst out in every square inch!

Inch strength, one shakes the mountain, two kills the cow, and the three quadruple gods are difficult to hide!

There was a bang, the four strings cracked like a silk, and the back of the drought's hand opened heavily, revealing the empty door.

Ye Wujie took advantage of the situation and bullied himself, holding Taiyin with one hand and pressing the sun with the other.

Fist - Yang Yan style.

Fist - Moon Yin Pose.

The drought fish laughed strangely, his chest straightened, and a pair of devil claws grabbed Ye Wujie at close range.

Ye Wujie snorted coldly, the golden light on his shoulders suddenly shone brightly, the golden bell jar suddenly opened, and between the Buddha's aura, a Ming Huang ancient bell appeared, blocking the claws of Lushan Mountain.

Ye Wujie's two fists once again knocked the drought fish back, but it did not cause too much damage to the drought fish.

"Mother's egg, hard enough, Lao Tzu likes it."

Exhaled a breath of turbidity, and Ye Wujie ran wildly again.

The drought fish seemed to have hit a real fire, and with a roar, a rolling poisonous fire erupted from his chest, like a pillar of fire engulfing Ye Wujie's figure.

In the midst of the rolling poisonous fire, the golden light suddenly burst out, and a figure full of golden light paced out from the raging flames.

Like the Great Buddha in the world!

"Old thing, have you ever seen King Kong's angry eyes? The abbot can lower his eyebrows, that's not what Lao Tzu did. Although Lao Tzu changed his job to the title of Bodhisattva, he would not put down the butcher's knife! ”

The eyes of the drought fish widened a little, and he said with a smile: "It's a mistake, I didn't expect the little doll to master the 'Fudo Ming King', so for the sake of my clan's plan, I will kill the killer." ”

After speaking, there was a wild roar, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the wind and clouds changed dramatically. The two claws of the Dryfish cracked open, revealing the magma-like flesh within.

The sound of sneering was endless, and on the body of the drought, there was actually a drop of magma dripping down, burning the already dry and cracked earth.

The giant claws of the drought fish suddenly stretched infinitely, attacking Ye Wujie.

Ye Wujie was not afraid, pinched the Donkey Kong seal with both hands, and the golden bell jar was propped up, slowly rotating between heaven and earth.

Giant claws struck, dripping lava and burning the Admiralty.

Ye Wujie clasped his hands together, his shoulders shook, and the water of the Yellow Spring rose up, turning into a green dragon of Yimu, coiling north, hissing and roaring in the sky.

The green dragon turned into yellow spring water flicked its tail and smashed it on the devil's claws, and the rolling magma suddenly exploded.

Yellow spring water gushed out from the mouth of the green dragon, crashing into the drought like a tornado.