Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Prison Boy
The blinding lightning filled the bodies of the trapped cavalry, but it could not hurt their bodies. These cavalrymen emitted scarlet blood light in their eyes one by one, and the black air around them was swirling, and they actually extinguished the thunder and lightning.
Three seconds later, the black qi on the body of the Eight Hundred Trap Camp condensed, forming a terrifying huge ghost head that soared straight into the sky, exploding in the blockade of thunder light. Small thunderbolts and rain of fire and fire in the sky condensed and splashed in all directions, but wounded many cavalrymen.
At this moment, bathed in flames and thunder, a demonic figure gradually appeared not far away.
"Hmph, what an old friend."
On his right shoulder hangs a string of brown Buddha beads, engraved with one hundred and eight Buddha statues. Every step you take, there is a spiritual aura around your body, turning into a true form.
It was a Buddhist disciple in the Northern Song Dynasty 800 years ago, with eight black ring scars on his head. He was dressed in a golden robe, but he had a cruel and funny smile on his face.
"Prison boys? You actually walked out of the Thousand Machines Black Brake by yourself? ”
In the blue clouds in the sky, the green dragon opened his mouth in surprise, and the sound was like thunder.
"Didn't you say that if the hell of the imitation Jizo Bodhisattva is not empty, you will not become a Buddha, and the thousand black brakes will not be empty for a day, so you will not take a step?"
The Thousand Machines Black Brake is a place specially used by the Spirit Domain to hold powerful prisoners, but it is only guarded by the town prison boy.
His strength is extraordinary, he is also a spiritual host at the level of the Divine Martial Spirit, and he also has a very special ability - he can absorb the spiritual attacks of other guardian spirits.
What's even more terrifying is that the guardian spirit he defeated will become a string of prayer beads, which will be refined by him after 7749 days. Prisoners who try to escape are captured by him and thrown back to their original places.
In the Thousand Machines Black Brake, the prisoners basically starved to death or committed suicide in despair.
In the thunder and flames, the prison boy smiled and looked up.
"Because I myself know that it is impossible to become a Buddha by swinging a thousand machines and black brakes. The old guys said that as long as I defeat you, they will wish me to become a Buddha with a secret treasure. ”
The prison boy scratched his back.
"To tell you the truth, I don't believe what they say. But after staying in that ghost place that has not seen the light of day for so long, even the prisoners have to come out and let off steam. ”
The prison boy and Qinglong were talking, but the camp of the Qunying Hall did not stop their attack. Eight hundred traps rushed to the front of the formation like an arrow, and Xiang Kunlun, who was the arrow, Mink Lingyun and Lu Xiangong shouted.
"Hah!"
"Slash!"
"Broken!"
The eight hundred traps were condensed into one under the leadership of the three generals, and even the divine martial spirits had to avoid the edge for the time being. Ying Long raised his hands, and a rock wall several meters thick rose from the ground. Behind the wall, out of sight, hundreds of rock spears stood like horses.
"Carving insect skills!"
The rock wall didn't play much role in front of the two top human martial spirits, and it was blown open in an instant. Xiang Kunlun sneered and waved the Twin Moon Fang Heavenly Halberd in his hand, and several spirit blade waves swung out to shatter the rock spear.
The Four Spirit Divine Monarch stood in front of Wang Dali, but he waved it away. Wang Dali's right hand turned, and the powerful force directly shattered the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.
"Get out of the way, you're too slow."
Qinglong's face was pale, and Wang Dali absorbed most of the spiritual power, and used his spiritual power to connect the fragments of the Qinglong Glaive Knife into a hundred-zhang long Optimus Giant Blade.
"Not good!"
When he saw the huge sword shadow in Wang Dali's hand, Xiang Kunlun exclaimed, and his figure shrank under the horse's belly in a blink of an eye, and at the same time ordered.
"Fall!"
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Dali had already swung the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife that had bloomed the last ray of light in his blade. Except for Mink Lingyun and Lu Xianggong beside him who made the same action as him, none of the trapped cavalry behind him could react.
The most spectacular and bloody scene took place, and hundreds of cavalry from the trapped camp were beheaded almost at the same time. Horse blood and human blood flew everywhere, and the cavalrymen fell to the ground screaming, and the pungent smell of blood instantly filled the place.
"Damn!"
The cavalry in the rear was blocked by the corpses of their comrades in front, and one by one they turned on their backs. Not only that, but even Xiang Kunlun's black horse, Mink Lingyun's red rabbit, and Lu Xiangong's war horse were also divided into two, and the horses were drenched in blood.
"Boss Xiang, let the dragons and them come out too. If this continues, we won't be able to destroy them all. ”
Lu Xiangong looked back at the trapped camp strewn with corpses all over the place. Whether it is Xiang Kunlun, Mink Lingyun or her, she has the ability to form an army alone, but she can't stand Wang Dali's big knife that is hundreds of meters long.
"Cut."
Xiang Kunlun wiped the blood on his face, and slammed the Shuangyue Fang Heavenly Halberd to the ground, shattering a small piece of the ground.
"Long Ji, Ji Bu, Zhong Liyi, Yu Zi Period! Kill the enemy with me! ”
"Obey King Xiang's orders!"
Four big men in heavy armor appeared from behind Xiang Yu, and along with them, there were also warriors under Xiang Yu's command in the past. Although Xiang Kunlun is not a martial god body, he can summon all the soldiers under Xiang Yu's command.
On the contrary, the prison boy on the side put away the smile on his face after seeing the knife in Wang Dali's hand, and gently turned the earring composed of eighteen small prayer beads in his left ear.
"yes, looks like I'm going to give it my all."
The spiritual power in his body skyrocketed, and a huge three-sided thousand-armed bodhisattva statue appeared from behind him, and swooped down on the king with the prison boy.
Shenwu Ling-Thousand-armed Guanyin!
"Human Soul Technique - Hundred Thousand Guanyin Palm!"
The huge palm turned into a phantom, and hundreds of giant palms fell overwhelmingly, completely enveloping Wang Dali.
"Let's go too!"
Xiang Kunlun waved his halberd and joined forces with the four major soldiers to stop the white tiger; Mink Lingyun and Lu Xiangong stopped the green dragon whose spiritual power was greatly damaged; Qin Qiong and Qin Shubao summoned by King Qin, Yan Qing, the prodigal son summoned by Lu Tianyou, and Yang Luoqi, the Yang family generals Yang Liulang and Yang Yanzhao, together with Xiang Yu's soldiers, stopped Suzaku; Xuanwu was blocked by Lu Junyi, the jade unicorn summoned by Lu Shuyu, the flying general Li Guang summoned by Li Gucheng, and the remaining cavalry of the trapped camp.
Several soul towns belonging to the spiritual domain will rush to fight with Ying Long, and for a while, a scene of the prison boy fighting Wang vigorously has been formed.
"Hahahaha, hahahahaha!"
The prison boy laughed wildly while performing his human spirit skills, and he didn't have the appearance of a Buddhist boy at all, but was more like a Shura Yaksha.
The earth was shattered, and the giant palm of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin smashed countless huge craters on the ground, almost like an earthquake. In the smoke and dust, there was no Wang Dali's voice at all.
"What's the matter, I can't have made it into a meatloaf, right?"
The prison boy stopped attacking, and just after a few mocks, he found a huge golden sword shadow in the corner of his eye.
Wang Dali had already left before the thousand-armed Guanyin made a move, and stood behind the town prison boy.