Chapter 151: Old Ancestor's Attack

The beard made a move, and the spirit refining on the top of his head was even more swinging, his green face was hideous, his fangs were rolling, the long golden hair on the back of his head was fluttering, and the strange screams were endless. rushed directly into the camp, and with a "poof", the big gun pierced into the chest of a big demon soldier holding a big bow.

The green tendons on his arm burst out, and his wrist flipped over, and he directly picked it up.

After another stab, another big demon soldier screamed and flew up, and was directly picked out of the wooden fence over there.

"Good thug!"

Yang Peng couldn't help but praise it. Nor was it idle, the bronze python spear was handed over to the left hand, and the right hand was the colorful sledgehammer condensed again, still the size of a small hill. Throwing it back, there was a "boom", and a huge ball of true qi emitted and exploded directly behind him.

The rolling colorful energy was flying, like a small snake "squeaking" and scurrying, blasting the rough wooden gate out. The two Great Demons of the Ancestral Realm who chased after him and made the three-pointed two-edged knife did not dare to meet their fronts directly, and they withdrew directly backwards for thirty or forty zhang before they could be regarded as stabilizing their figures.

And some of the big demon soldiers with poor cultivation were directly blasted out.

Boom!

Yang Peng's true qi in his body is already strong, and his soul power cultivation has reached the second order of the Soul Sea Realm, and the essence and spirit of the main body on the Soul Pillar, the strength of the main force, and the spirit of the main qi and blood have all been cultivated to perfection. This "hammer" was issued, and the collective force, true power, and blood power were integrated, and then the sledgehammer the size of a small hill was issued, and the power was more than ten times that of the previous one.

I'm afraid it's hard for anyone below the monks to resist.

"Stop!"

At this moment, below the cliff, in front of the tall altar, a big demon wearing a black robe, holding a law enforcement sword, with a disheveled head, quite thin, and colorful decorations on his cheeks, shouted, and raised the magic sword in his hand upward, "How can my clan's holy land allow your human race to run rampant!"

The Lich of the Demon Clan!

The lich said, his left hand and middle two fingers together, pointing to his eyebrows, "Ancestor manifests, help me kill the foreign thief!"

As he spoke, he tilted his head, "Poof!" A mouthful of blood sprayed on the magic sword in his right hand, and then the magic sword pointed at Yang Peng and the others from top to bottom, "Whew!" I saw a large ball of light flying out of the hole above the cliff, pointing along the tip of the blood-dripping sword, and coming straight to Yang Peng and the others.

Clusters of light flew out, and the whistling sound was sharp. As soon as they flew out, Yang Peng and his beard felt an invisible coercion descending on this space like an ancient mountain.

The wind stopped, the air stopped flowing, and the crackling and burning huts and wooden huts in the camp were extinguished in an instant, as if even the sun above them had frozen together!

And the big demons behind him even threw off the weapons in their hands one after another, and knelt down together, with a vague "moo, moo" sound in their mouths, and worshipped.

Even the two remaining armored men over there, as well as Yang Peng and Bearded over there, all trembled, as if their thoughts had stopped at that moment.

The body is even more immobile!

The Lich of the Demon Clan is a special profession. Responsible for sacrifices, divination, prophecy, communication with ancestral spirits, and even pre-war agitation. The more powerful lichs can also summon ancestral spirits to allow their clansmen to accept their ancestral legacy, and even summon ancestral spirits to defend against enemies.

However, this lich obviously has shallow mana, and he can't completely summon the ancestral spirit of the silver-hogged lion bull beast clan, but only summons a cloud of his spiritual power attack!

But Rao is like this, the coercion carried by that spiritual power has already shocked Yang Peng and the others.

Fortunately, this coercion did not last, and before Yang Peng and the two could fight, "Bang!" As the yellow light exploded with a loud bang, the coercion disappeared.

But this did not make Yang Peng and the others feel relaxed. Of course, they knew that the Spiritual Light Cluster had not come to accept their worship, but had been summoned by the Lich to kill them!

The two of them clenched their guns in unison, and their bodies also retreated backwards with that explosion.

They also had to retreat!

"Whew!"

At the moment when the yellow light exploded, both of them felt a strong wind blowing towards them, like the sky in the sky.

The grass huts, wooden houses, and even the bare rocks were all rolled up in the air under this strong wind, and they were mixed with stones and stone chips flying all over the sky like broken pieces of paper and thatch.

Whistling.

And Yang Peng and the others felt the strong wind blowing in their faces, like a sharp wind knife, cutting their faces and tearing their robes.

Blood flowed down his face, tears opened in his robes!

On the back of their heads, their long hair swayed wildly like a black streamer in the wind, and the scalp was painful.

"It's so strong!"

Yang Peng and the beard snorted together, and their bodies couldn't help but retreat again and again.

Until there is no retreat!

They had now retreated to the gate of the camp where Yang Peng had blown away.

Behind them, there was still the sound of "ping-pong" swords and guns colliding, and it was the remaining two armored men who continued to suffer from the siege of the big demon.

However, they were not under much pressure now, and only six or seven Great Demon Soldiers were there to continue to fight with them.

A roar came from there.

And more big demons, under the leadership of the two big demon leaders who made sticks and three-pointed and two-edged knives, also surrounded this gate.

Not far behind Yang Peng, they stood up again.

The weapons in the hands of those big demons were all raised, and there were more than a dozen archers who bent their bows and arrows, waiting for Yang Peng and the two to be oppressed out of the gate by the attack of their ancestors, or directly blasted away, taking advantage of the uncontrollable figure of the two people, they stepped forward and added up the chaotic soldiers, and the blades were divided!

"It's really amazing!"

The two of them finally stood still, and their beards couldn't help but sigh, "This is just a gale, the real attack hasn't arrived yet!" As he spoke, his body shook, and there was a "buzz" sound, and a thick, silvery-white true qi cyclone on his body enveloped him, rotating up and down around his body like a spiral.

That's his body protector.

And Yang Peng is not lazy, his body protection Zhengang also appeared at the same time. It was still an eggshell-like mask that shimmered with colorful millimeters.

In the retreat just now, Yang Peng also saw it, and the yellow light cluster exploded, forming a total of two attacks. And they rolled towards them like two waves connected from end to end.

And the strong wind just now was just a side attack formed after the yellow light cluster exploded, and it was just a prelude to those two wave-like attacks.

And the first attack looked more like a spatial shock from a distance.

It was a pure power attack, and the power rippled forward, shaking the space, forming a wave of power, with a "boom" sound, rushing forward.

"Pay attention to shield the sea and rush with me!"

Yang Peng shouted loudly and reminded his beard. Of course, he didn't know why the bearded man gave up his old suspicions and came to help him, but the current situation is that one more person is better than one less, so he won't ask much for the time being.

In the shouting, the air hammer was withdrawn, the copper python short gun was raised, and under the infusion of Yang Peng's true power, the short gun from the sharp tip of the sword to the pointed round hairpin behind it was all red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, and black The light flickered, and the entire gun body was as thick as an arm, and the entire gun body doubled under his strength infusion!

"Whew!"

A large ball of true qi light came out of the tip of the spear and flew forward against the strong wind.

This bronze python short spear has been transformed by the weapon, and it is far from being comparable to that time in the hands of Tuoba Aotian. Although it is still a high-level training soldier, the qi veins in the gun are more smooth, and the muscles and instruments are more dense and complete, as long as there is a suitable soul injected into the gun, it will be a soul soldier immediately!

Seeing Yang Peng start to attack, the cheeks next to him were even more vigorous, and the big iron gun in his hand swung, "Boom, boom, boom!" Three spear flowers the size of a bowl flew out of the head of the gun.

The three spear flowers are all bright silver, and each one has heavy petals, which are bright and clear.

The spear flower rotates and moves forward in the shape of a "product", which is like a wind wheel. A circle-shaped strong force swung out from the spear flowers, cutting the strong wind in front of him and speeding forward.

One is a large group of true power light, quite horizontally forward, and the other is three spear flowers the size of a bowl, cutting and galloping. They were all true force attacks, splitting the wind and waves together, and in an instant, they broke through the strong wind attack formed by the explosion of the yellow light cluster, and went straight to the first power wave!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Boom!"

The three spear flowers exploded together, and the silver petals flew everywhere with a sharp whistling sound, like a dense alien wind blade;

The scene is spectacular!

The yellow power ripples were immediately cut and torn, and the holes were all over the place, turning into pieces, strips, wisps, wisps, and with the sound of the explosion, those petals and small snakes flew in the air together, shaking the space.

"Haha! scared the baby to death, it's not good!"

The bearded man looked at his exploded gun flower and Yang Peng's exploded true power light cluster, laughed loudly, and pointed at the big gun, "My three gun flowers are the strongest form of my current true force attack, I didn't expect Yang Gongzi to send out a ball of true qi, which is comparable to my three gun flowers, admire, admire!"

He also knows that in terms of realm and comprehensive cultivation, Yang Peng is not as good as him, but in terms of strength, he is far inferior!

And, of course, the body pace.

"Huh!"

Yang Peng only smiled faintly, "Your Excellency's attack is not strong, but I'm afraid it will stop there......"

When the bearded man heard this, he was not annoyed, but fell into deep thought.

He knew his own situation.

Yang Peng was right, but there was no way, who made his internal spirit refining too weak? At this level, how much ability to refine the spirit in his body has been squeezed out. With such a bloodline inheritance, even if he can break through the extreme realm and become a monk, he is still the weakest monk!

If you want to go higher, it's unlikely.

"I ......"

Thinking of this, he looked at Yang Peng with a pair of eager eyes, but when he saw Yang Peng's gaze, he was looking ahead.

"Boom!"

The first wave of power has not yet subsided, and the second wave of attacks has already rolled in.