Wang Hua and Uncle Jiu hurriedly went up Niutou Mountain, and soon found a cave halfway up the mountainside, surrounded by traces of human activity, where the evil bandits hid. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This should be it." Wang Hua looked at the dark and damp cave, and opened the eyes of heaven with willow leaves, the entrance of the cave was full of yin and evil qi, and it was definitely an excellent treasure for those who practiced evil arts.

"Don't rush in, we can't control the situation in the cave, be careful of traps." Uncle Nine took out a humanoid talisman from Wang Hua's storage belt, and performed the puppet technique, as soon as the spell came out, the humanoid talisman was unable to stand up, and at the same time, the loess at the entrance of the cave condensed into a child-sized clay figure, which was the same as a humanoid talisman.

Under the control of Uncle Jiu, the clay figure cautiously entered the cave and disappeared into the darkness, without moving for a moment.

"Buzz"

When the humanoid talisman was attacked, it naturally caught fire, turned into a burning man, and was broken by someone.

A curse came from inside the cave, "Who is it!?" ”

I saw Ah Gang, who cultivated the iron armor skill, and rushed out of the cave with the bitterness of natural brute strength, and the two of them dressed as barbarians, living in a place where the yin qi was extremely heavy for a long time, and the whole person was full of evil energy.

When the two saw Uncle Jiu, they knew that they were seeking revenge, and shouted bitter and incomprehensible barbarian language in their mouths, calling out the barbarians and crazy people in the cave.

"These two are martial arts cultivators, one has great strength, and the other cultivates a kind of physical cultivation technique." Uncle Nine told Wang Hua that the two of them were heeling, and signaled Wang Hua to pay attention to the two of them for a while.

"Uncle Nine, don't worry." The two of them can't pose a threat to Wang Hua at all, and what they care about the most should be the Ah Man who has cultivated evil arts and the crazy Taoist who controls zombies.

"Hehe, I can't wait for me, have you found a helper?" The madman led the strange man wrapped in a black cloth and provoked.

When the main master arrived, Uncle Nine didn't have to speak, the mana flowed, and as soon as the hundred-year-old peachwood sword came out behind him, he said angrily: "The side door is left!" If it hurts Tianhe, today I will do the right thing for heaven. ”

The peachwood sword was unfolded, and with the seven-star demon step under his feet, the speed of the cheetah increased dramatically, attacking the madman.

Seeing this, Ah Gang and Kutou stepped forward, wanting to stop Uncle Jiu, but were blocked by Wang Hua.

"Your opponent is me." Wang Huabei's internal force was released, and the two of them felt the pressure soar, knowing that Wang Hua was also a martial artist, and they attacked together.

Limbo microstep!

Wang Hua's feet were lightly tapped, avoiding the chaotic blows of the bitter head, the palm power condensed, and a flying dragon hit Ah Gang in the sky, making a sound like a metal impact.

Ah Gang resisted Wang Hua's palm, felt the internal organs vibrate, and the iron armor was directly broken, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, and exclaimed: "What! My iron armor has been broken. ”

Wang Hua made meritorious service with one palm, and the palm power was endless, and it was another palm, and after forty years of skill, he became a real dragon palm shadow, and hit Ah Gang hard, cutting off his vitality on the spot.

"Ah Gang!"

Terrifying! Kill with two palms!

When the mad Taoist and the others heard Ah Gang's screams, they didn't have time to help, and they saw Wang Hua's palm like a dragon, beating Ah Gang, who was cultivating iron armor, to death with two palms.

"How is that possible! Who is he? How can it be so strong" Although the crazy Taoist cultivates the Taoist technique, he is still very confident in Ah Gang's defense, ordinary knives and guns, it is difficult to break the defense, and the perennial increase in yin qi is no better than the zombies under his control in terms of defense.

But with only two palms, Ah Gang, who had terrifying defense, died tragically under Wang Hua's palm.

Ah Man and Ah Gang were originally of the same clan, and seeing Ah Gang's tragic death under Wang Hua's hands, he shouted out the barbarian language hoarsely, gave up the madman, and killed Wang Hua with bitterness.

The pressure of the madman increased sharply, and he couldn't care about the zombies who had finished refining their blood, so they hurriedly urged the decree to summon the zombies to help them.

"Just in time!"

Wang Huabei's spiritual skills were operated to the extreme, and the twenty-eight palms of the dragon descending were displayed, surrounded by golden dragons, and the dragons roared in all directions, fighting with Aman and Kutou.

As soon as Ah Man left, Uncle Nine faced the enemy mad Daoist alone, the pressure was greatly reduced, and with the profundity of the Maoshan Dao method, he steadily suppressed the mad Daoist, and the two of them were corpses, and they fought together.

The attack of Ah Man and the bitter head, under Wang Hua's Ling Bo micro step, could not touch the corner of Wang Hua's clothes at all, let alone hurt Wang Hua, the attack of the bitter head only relied on a brute force, there was no skill at all, Wang Hua asked Jialan with a Buddha, majestic palm power, and killed the bitter head.

"Bitter!" Ah Man yelled and pulled back

Ah Gang, bitter, died under Wang Hua's palm one after another, she relied on her bloodthirsty evil art to resist Wang Hua's palm, and only suffered minor injuries.

She grabbed a handful from the bamboo basket on her waist, the blood-colored silkworm, chewed it in a big gulp, her face was hideous, the blood-red silkworm juice overflowed in her mouth, the bloodthirsty evil magic was activated, the injury healed, and the recovery was as before.

The curses in his mouth continued, staring at Wang Hua, wanting to tear Wang Hua apart and swallow him alive.

"This magic is quite similar to the physique of a vampire." Wang Hua saw Ah Man devouring the blood-colored silkworm, although he felt disgusted, he also felt that the bloodthirsty evil art was extraordinary.

"You're going to die, though."

Wang Hua dealt with Aman, mobilized the mana of the sea of knowledge, and the five thunder spells generated white thunder, which condensed out, revealing bursts of heavenly might, and with Ling Bo's microstep, he rushed towards Aman.

A Man recited an incomprehensible barbarian language in his mouth, and his whole body was full of blood and blood, and he wanted to die with Wang Hua.

"Be careful, the demon girl is weird" Uncle Nine sensed that Ah Man was abnormal, and reminded Wang Hua in a voice.

At the sound of the sound, Wang Hua had already come to Ah Man's side, and the five thunder spells were released, colliding with the scarlet blood qi, making a strange sound.

The thunder is rolling, it is the nemesis of evil magic and ghosts, let it Ah Man burn all the qi and blood around him, and it is difficult to resist the confrontation, and the white thunder splits the blood and hits Ah Man.

"Ahh ...... "The evil charm and demon are gorgeous, bearing the heavy blow of the five thunder spells, losing the protection of blood and qi all around him, and his white body is directly burned into black carbon under the power of thunder.

A man is about to die, his eyes are fierce, he sings a tongue-twisting song in his mouth, staring at Wang Hua's eyes, and the evil spirit is compelling.

"Huh?" Although Wang Hua couldn't understand what Ah Man was singing, he felt that the cold aura under his feet spread upward, mixed with an evil spiritual power, and rushed straight into Wang Hua's sea of knowledge.

Uncle Nine and the madman heard Ah Man's chanting, their faces were different, and the mad Daoist knew that Ah Man was using barbarian witchcraft, using his own soul as a sacrifice to curse the enemy to be eroded by bloodthirsty qi forever and fall into the demon path.

Although Uncle Nine didn't understand what Ah Man was singing, when he saw Wang Hua's changes, he also saw the clues.

"It's not good, it's the cursed witchcraft of the barbarians!"

But at this moment, it was too late, Wang Hua was agitated by the sea of knowledge, a bloodthirsty evil spirit, forced into the sea of knowledge, endless sea of blood, mountains of corpses and white bones, and demonic energy.

Sen Han's blood and mana were stirred together, using Wang Hua's spiritual consciousness as a battlefield, like two armies, fighting each other.

Since ancient times, good and evil have been separated, and the cold blood and Taoist mana, just like the battle between good and evil, have worn each other out in order to compete for Wang Hua's spiritual consciousness.

While Senhan's blood qi consumes mana, coupled with its corrosive and corrupting properties, it is slightly better than the Taoists' strength, and the eroded mana also turns against each other, and the power of Senhan's blood and qi rises sharply.

Wang Hua's body was cold, and he ran the Maoshan Dao Method with all his might, constantly transforming his spiritual power into mana, and supporting him to the death.

"Purifying Mantra!"

At a critical juncture, Wang Hua remembered that Uncle Jiu had taught him an auxiliary Taoist technique, the Pure Heart Mantra, and hurriedly gathered his mind and recited the Pure Heart Mantra.

After a while, the mana supported by the living force faintly suppressed Sen Han's blood, after all, it only relied on Aman's dying blow, and without the support of follow-up forces, it was already difficult to win.

Sen Han's blood and qi are generally spiritual, and seeing that there is no hope of competing for Wang Hua's knowledge of the sea, he turned around, escaped from the sea of spiritual knowledge, and went straight to Wang Hua's dantian.

When Sen Han's blood qi arrived in the dantian, he thought he could take a breath, but he saw a strong internal force, like a flood bursting the embankment, swooping in.

Wang Hua used the Northern Hell Divine Skill with all his might, and tore off a large piece of energy from this cold blood, which was directly refined into pure internal force by the Northern Hell Internal Force.

Escaping the jackal and encountering the tiger again, Sen Han's blood wanted to cry without tears, and fled quickly along the tendons and veins of Wang Hua's body protected by the internal force of the North Underworld.

Like a fierce tiger, the internal force of the Northern Underworld, close behind, Taoist mana, also from the sea of spiritual consciousness, gushing out, into a pinching momentum, there is nowhere to escape from the cold blood, panicked, fled to Wang Hua's heart, forming a blood-colored pill bead, hidden.

Wang Hua has not yet reached the congenital, the heart has not been opened, the internal force of the North and the Taoist mana, are not in the heart, Ah Man's technique, just relying on the cold blood and qi, eroded Wang Hua's knowledge of the sea, so that his mind was confused, and at this moment he was forced to hide in Wang Hua's heart and condense into beads, but it could not have the slightest impact on it.

The battle in Wang Hua's body, looking at the past for a long time, but for the outside world, it was just a few breaths, and Wang Hua's complexion affected by blood qi returned to normal, and his momentum increased instead of decreasing, even better than before.

There is a dot under his feet, and he rushes to help Uncle Nine.

"Uncle Nine, I'll help you." Seeing that Wang Hua was cursed by barbarian witchcraft, Uncle Nine was not only unhindered, but because of the disaster, his mana increased greatly, and he was also relieved, and the hundred-year-old peachwood sword in his hand slashed horizontally to repel the zombies.

"Wang Hua, you deal with zombies, and I deal with crazy people."

Shocked!

Wang Hua used the twenty-eight palms of the dragon to descend, and pushed forward with both palms, although the move was simple and clear, but under the urging of the internal force of the North Underworld, the strength was profound, and the power of concussion was emitted from both palms, hitting the zombie in the air, shaking it out several meters away.

"What a horrible palm." The Ninth Uncle and the Crazy Daoist were stunned and amazed, and were deeply shocked by Wang Huagang's extremely fierce palm.

The madman has to deal with Uncle Jiu, and he has to control the zombie against the enemy Wang Hua, he is single-minded and dual-purpose, and he is in chaos, in order to save his life, he is ruthless and breaks the ban on zombies.

"Roar"

The released zombies were furious and let out a deafening roar, startling the birds and beasts in the mountains, and the sky was also dark, and a dark cloud came mysteriously to cover the scorching sun in the sky.

"It's going to be the zombie king. Stop it quickly" As soon as the zombie lifted the ban, it was about to break through, and the madman was even more remorseful in his heart, knowing that this was the case, he would hold on for a while.