Zhang Qian didn't dare to resist now, and he didn't worry about anything else, he was afraid that after making a defensive posture, the Heavenly Soul would suddenly change his moves.

At most, sweeping the hall leg can fracture Zhang Qian's leg, but with a sweep of this golden knife, Zhang Qian's two legs may be directly gone.

So he quickly dodged in a flash.

The black robe did not leave with Zhang Qian, but stretched out his hands, and a golden long sword also appeared in his hands, and a sword slashed at the oncoming golden knife in an instant.

With a 'bang', the momentum of the Heavenly Soul was stopped, but the black robe retreated seven or eight meters.

"Catch!" Then the black robe threw the Water Moon Treasure Vase to Zhang Qian, "Get some water and treat the holy monkey's injuries!" ”

Zhang Qian flew over to catch the treasure bottle in a flash, and then quickly flew to Taishang Laojun's side in a flash.

Lao Jun hurriedly took out a mutton fat bottle from his arms and said, "I have some fairy syrup and jade liquid here, and by the way, I will also give it to the holy monkey!" ”

Zhang Qian nodded, and then called over to the rain god: "Lord rain god, help get some ganlin and put it in this treasure bottle!" ”

The rain god nodded: "Okay!" Then he took the Water Moon Treasure Vase and ran to the side to do it.

"Tut-tut," the Heavenly Soul shook his head, "It's now, and I still want to struggle in vain!" ”

The black robe waved his long sword: "Who killed the deer, it is not yet known!" ”

"Huh, huh?" The Heavenly Soul slashed over with a sword, bringing out a golden sharp half-moon blade.

The half-moon blade roared away, and the black robe swung his sword with his backhand, swinging out a half-moon-shaped sword qi.

The sword qi and the sword qi collided, and a loud bang erupted.

And then the two of them didn't talk the slightest nonsense, and they fought again.

Taking advantage of this little effort, Zhang Qian hurriedly healed the holy monkey and the lazy god.

The injury suffered by the lazy god is not serious, but the holy monkey is seriously injured, two of the four upper arms are completely broken, even if he drinks the immortal syrup jade liquid and the water in the water moon treasure bottle, the effect is not very great.

"The bones must be grafted together for him." "Otherwise, these healing pills alone won't work." ”

"Who's going to take the bones?" Zhang Qian asked.

The gods are all staring wide-eyed, bone-catching? Please, who would!

These gods have been in the divine realm for millions of years, they have never been injured, and they don't rely on medical skills to eat, who will have nothing to do to study bones?

But if the bones can't be connected, the injury of the holy monkey still can't go to the battlefield.

The black robe has been suppressed by the Heavenly Soul, and now the Heavenly Soul doesn't care so much about the life or death of the black robe, because in his eyes, it doesn't matter whether the Heavenly Dao is complete or not, because this last soul can't be found, and it's incomplete anyway.

After a few more moves, the Heavenly Soul slashed the black robe out with a knife.

"Hehe, Earth Soul, your hands are not healed now, and you are not my opponent at all, so obediently be absorbed by me, or be killed by me." Heavenly Soul said with a sneer as he swung his sword.

The black robe waved his long sword with a cold face to fight him, without saying a word.

"Dead eyes, dead eyes, you were this kind of dead eyes a long time ago, and you haven't changed at all until now!" As the Heavenly Soul spoke, the force in his hand became greater and the speed became faster.

"Dead eyes are better than you!" The black robe said.

The Heavenly Soul's eyes were cold, and he swung out a knife vigorously, and the black robe swung his sword to resist, but it was chopped upside down and flew out, and the Heavenly Soul chased after it, flew over and slashed down with a volley.

The black robe gritted his teeth and held the sword with both hands to resist again, but was slashed out by this knife again.

"You're shamefully soft." The Heavenly Soul said, "Still resisting? ”

As he spoke, another knife was stabbed.

The black robe was slashed out again, his hands were now numb, his wrists were shaking, and the golden long sword was flickering slightly.

After fighting for so long and suffering so many injuries, he is really not as brave as before now, and the strength of the Heavenly Soul has increased greatly after absorbing those few evil thoughts, although he has also suffered some injuries, but those injuries are just sprinkling water for the Heavenly Soul.

Heavenly Soul could sense the decline of his current strength, and rushed over with his sword again.

'Bang bang! After several encounters in succession, the long sword in the black robe's hand finally lost its follow-up energy and slowly dissipated.

The black robe also bent down slightly, panting, beads of sweat dripping down his face.

Heavenly Soul held the golden knife in his hand and shook his neck: "It's not easy to hold on until now, don't hold on." ”

After that, he came to the black robe in a flash, raised the long knife in his hand and was about to cut it down, but the black robe immediately dodged in an instant.

"Interesting?" The Heavenly Soul looked at him.

"Yes." An unfamiliar voice rang out.

Heavenly Soul frowned, turned around and asked, "Who?" ”

As he turned, a fist the size of a casserole was aimed at the side of his face and struck him.

'Bang' an old fist, before the heavenly soul could react, the whole person flew out diagonally with a string of saliva that had been beaten.

A stout figure didn't give him the slightest time to react, and chased after him with another punch.

The Heavenly Soul was beaten back again.

Immediately afterwards, the figure raised his hands, and a flickering electric demon pestle appeared in his hand, he shouted, aimed at the heavenly soul's hands and waved hard, and the demon pestle smashed into the heavenly soul with a whistling wind and dazzling electric light.

To be honest, Fang Cai Heavenly Soul's attention was completely focused on the black robe, because in his opinion, among the people present now, only the black robe had the strength to barely fight him, and the others, including Zhang Qian, were all scumbags, so he was a little stunned by the sudden two punches of this person who suddenly appeared.

But he reacted quickly, stabilized his body in mid-air, and slashed at the smashed demon pestle with a fierce swing of his sword.

'Bang', accompanied by a flickering electric light, the long knife of the Heavenly Soul and the Demon Suppressor collided together, and then the Demon Suppressor was knocked away, he waved the golden knife and looked at the comer, but saw an ugly man with a body stronger than Zhi Jianshen, with three heads and six arms.

The man also had an electric ring of light hanging from the back of his head.

He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Who should I be, it turns out to be an Asura God." ”

"That's right, it's the god Asura." Zhang Qian said, "A man born with three heads and six arms. ”

The Asura God glanced at Zhang Qian, and Zhang Qian smiled: "It's really powerful, brother!" I didn't expect to invite you! ”

The Asura God looked at him with a very complicated look: "Actually, it doesn't matter if I come or not, but if I come, you will be in big trouble." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Qian was stunned.

"What do you mean," said the soul, "you are now a Buddha God, and the Asura God is an enemy of the Buddha Domain, and you let him come to help, in case the people of the Buddha Domain know about it, what will you do?" ”

"What should I do?" Zhang Qian said, "Guanyin Bodhisattva is all from my side, what are you afraid of!" ”