Chapter 117: The First Battle in the Desert
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"Little ghost, I'm going to make you my ghost." Qingyan said angrily.
"That's up to you." Chang Yu said disdainfully, although he showed disdain for him, but he was always vigilant, who is Qingyan? The first person under the seat of the Tanglin ghost mother.
"Really?" Qing Yanyin smiled, and his figure disappeared suddenly, and then appeared next to Chang Yu. A silver spear struck at Chang Yu. For Qingyan's spatial technique, Chang Yu had already taken precautions, and the sand under Chang Yu's feet quickly formed a shield, and Chang Yu's spear was hitting the sand shield.
"Is that all there is to it?" Chang Yu shouted, and punched Qingyan, and in front of his fist, a sand fist larger than a human head appeared.
Qing Yan's body stepped back, and the spear suddenly flung forward, hitting the fist, and the sand fist couldn't withstand such an attack, and scattered like a devastation.
"Sandstorm Heavenly Burial ......" Chang Yu quickly pinched, and the sand under his feet poured towards Qingyan, surrounding him and forming a round ball, which was much larger than the one used on Xiao Fei at that time. After Chang Yu fell to the ground, he let out a loud cry, his hands were sealed, and the sand pressed towards the center, as if to crush the contents into slag.
"You...... Damn it......" Qing Yan's voice came from the sand ball, and then a green figure flew out of the sand ball, dripping a few drops of green liquid from time to time, looking extremely disgusting, and on his flesh, there were many sand grains, many of which pierced into his flesh. made his hideous appearance even more terrifying. Looking at Chang Yu on the ground, there was a fire in Qing Yan's eyes, if his eyes could kill, I don't know how many times he had killed Chang Yu.
Suddenly, Qing Yan's body moved, turned into an afterimage, and stabbed towards Chang Yu, in the blink of an eye, the spear had arrived in front of Chang Yu, Chang Yu was dumbfounded, as if he was stupid by this sudden attack, and then, the spear stabbed through Chang Yu's chest and passed through his body.
"What?" Qing Yan's face became extremely ugly, the spear stabbed in, but there was no feeling of piercing the flesh, it was obvious that this was just a sand clone, not the body at all, and he didn't actually see it. "Little thing, dare to deceive Lao Tzu......"
"It's just a matter of ability." Chang Yu's voice sounded from behind Qing Yan, and Qing Yan didn't look back, the spear in his hand shook, and stabbed back in the direction of the sound. The spear gasped directly from Chang Yu's body, "Another doppelganger...... Qing Yan couldn't help but be furious, "You and that guy are both equally ruthless." Qingyan couldn't help but think of Du Yu, the person who injured himself last year, although Du Yu could hurt himself, and there was also an element of sneak attack in it, but Du Yu's incarnation technique was not to be underestimated, and the ghost hand was the best at incarnation, of course, it was not something that others said casually.
"Oh? Is it? I don't know which senior? The voice still came from behind Qingyan, and Chang Yu's spear was still a sand clone.
"Du Yu, the guy known as the ghost hand." Qingyan let the body float in the air. With both hands pinched, the black smoke of "Ten Thousand Bones and ......" filled the air, the wailing continued, and countless souls appeared in this black smoke, and in the black smoke, the cold was pressing.
On the ground, there were eight identical Chang Yu standing, and black smoke spread towards the eight people, gradually swallowing all eight Chang Yu.
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The big Buddha and the giant python both looked at the huge sand man opposite, three huge guys, motionless under the rising sun, as if they were three huge stone statues.
"Is this Lord Yangzun's Buddha in the sky? Actually...... It's so big......"
"Open...... What are you kidding, it's so big. โ
"It's ...... God...... God? โ
"The third brother is actually a lot stronger, that guy ......" The little fifth son gritted his teeth and looked at the giant python that the third son had turned into.
"Big brother, Jin Lao's sand man technique." The younger one of the Li family brothers spoke: "Is this the strength of a demigod?" โ
"I don't know." The big opening.
"This is not something we can deal with at all...... "Looking at the three huge guys, Xiaobai was almost desperate, "What kind of silverfish, what kind of silverfish, what kind of fun." Xiao Bai punched a tree next to him, and the half-meter-thick trunk couldn't withstand the power of his punch, so it broke open and fell down with a bang.
"Boom ......" Yangzun's big Buddha moved first, don't look at him is the largest, but the speed is not slow, the distance of 100 meters is just a blink of an eye. Countless fists with golden light, like a storm, struck at the sandman of Jinsha, and Jinsha met it with his huge fist. It's just that the big Buddha has too many fists, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, let alone a thousand hands, the countless fists hit the sand man's body hard, smashing out one big pit after another, but those big pits were quickly filled with new sand, and it did not have much impact on the sand.
"Roar......" The giant python transformed by the third prince roared, and a huge water ball was formed in its mouth, and the radius of the water ball was six or seven meters. Boom ......" The third son's huge python head flicked, and the water balloon was like a small meteorite, smashing towards the location of the Jinsha people, and the sand stained with water would become very heavy, and the third prince naturally knew this.
Seeing that the water balloon smashed over, Jin Sha secretly screamed badly, and the sandman who was stained with water immediately softened, like quicksand, and flowed to the ground. Jinsha hurriedly escaped from the sandman, Yang Zun naturally couldn't let go of such an opportunity, the countless palms, all clenched into fists, like a storm, towards Jinsha, in front of this big Buddha, the volume of Jinsha and the big Buddha is not proportional at all. It's just that the number of fists, the size of this big Buddha, and the speed of fist bombardment can make people desperate. Facing the bombardment of fists, Jinsha showed a solemn expression on his face, only to see him clench his fists and meet him.
"Click...... Click...... "Jinsha's fist directly pierced a golden fist, rushed up, and hit the big Buddha's forehead hard. It was a punch he used with all his strength, coupled with his extreme speed, the power was naturally not to be underestimated, the big Buddha seemed to be unable to withstand the power of his punch, his body was unstable on his feet, and he fell down violently, and his huge body smashed a huge pit in the sand. The smoke and dust billowed and blocked everyone's sight, but everyone knew that the big Buddha had fallen, Yang Zun's strongest trick, the big Buddha was in the sky, and he fell under the fist of the zombie demigods. (To be continued.) )