Chapter Seventy-Nine: Your Opponent Is Not Me (Collection Plus Update)

The sound of bombing in the backyard of Lanruo Temple naturally attracted the attention of Ma Xiaokang's side, looking at the army of black and linen ghost soldiers over there, he just calmly drank wine and nibbled on hamburgers, according to his calculations, as well as the data analysis of the White Emperor, Yan Chixia would finally be defeated and come back, after all, the two major bosses joined forces, plus countless ghost soldiers, as strong as Yan Chixia couldn't bear it, so he could only come back to take the Diamond Sutra to deter ten thousand ghosts.

Just like the bridge of the movie, the power of the Diamond Sutra is to make any monster not close, although Ma Xiaokang didn't understand what is wonderful about this broken scripture, but as a plot prop, if it doesn't work, then there will be ghosts, and the main god will not issue a death mission, so Ma Xiaokang behaves relatively naturally, has experienced so many weird experiences in the world, and has long practiced the ability of "Mount Tai collapsed in front, I yawned".

"Don't hang up the beard...... Ma Xiaokang pouted, if Yan Chixia really died in this Lanruo Temple, the later plot would really have to be played.

With withered yellow branches, huge ghost hands, countless ghost blades and flickering figures of female ghosts, Yan Chixia frowned, waved her hands, and shouted in her mouth, "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law!" I heard a loud bang in the distance, and a large number of ghost soldiers were blown over, turned into a cloud of blood mist, and disappeared into this Lanruo Temple.

"Stinky old way, suffer death!" A thick and long tongue of the thousand-year-old dryad stretched out, like a python out of a snake, and the mountain rock exploded.

"Drink-" Yan Chixia turned around with a sword, and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword shone brightly, nailing the tip of the tongue to the ground fiercely, and a yellow talisman was withdrawn, and he was about to burn the tongue of the tree demon.

How could the Lord of Montenegro let him succeed, together with the ghost hands, countless flying heads were like wild bees and butterflies, and dozens of grimace heads were about to splash out like launchers, if the Millennium Tree Demon was really killed by Yan Chixia, then this family affair would really be over, Nie Xiaoqian's national Tianxiang body was designated as hopeless with him, for the sake of the woman in red beside the witch, the Lord of Montenegro could only consume the essence to force back the beard.

Yan Chixia's eyes opened, the yellow charm shifted, flashed a red light, turned into a majestic fire dragon and rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, it blasted out a sea of fire with the dozens of flying heads, with the smell of burning, disappeared into the air, and was surrounded by many monsters, still extremely domineering.

"Tear him up for me!" The old man of Montenegro roared angrily, this flying head man is shaped by the yang energy that it sucks human beings, every time there is one less, his own Taoism will decrease by one point, seeing that Yan Chixia's sword qi is compelling, and he is full of Dao light, if he disappears again, the flying head man will be consumed with him, and he is destined to be seriously injured.

Roar -

The army of ghost soldiers roared and shouted, and the cannon fodder mode was turned on in an instant, and the pitch-black ghost qi soared wildly, along with the silver shining moon in the sky, and bombarded in the direction of Yan Chixia like cannonballs.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

Yan Chixia looked up at the ghost soldiers in the sky, her sleeves surged, her right foot was stacked back, her arms suddenly slapped forward in the air, countless golden lights were dazzling, like fireworks in the air blasted out one after another blood mist, Qiankun magic turned into a golden dragon, with Yan Chixia every time she hit, a piece of golden light lit up in the air, and she waved dozens of times, only to see countless golden dragons flying all over the sky, rampage in the army of ghost soldiers, splashing countless corpses and flesh, it was as terrible as a rain of bones.

"Kill!"

The old man of Montenegro pointed again, and the eight ghost generals behind him were released, lifting heavy spears, and descending on corpse horses!

Yan Chixia Xuanyuan sword waved, and was about to cut the corpses of the two ghost generals who rushed to the front, but found that in a flash in front of him, the two ghost generals suddenly disappeared, and before he could react, the wind behind him surged, and the two spears suddenly pierced his back, pulling off his ribs with brute force!

"Ah-" No matter how strong Yan Chixia is, after all, it is a mortal body, and she can't be shocked by this real killing at all, she takes a painful kick, her eyes are like a edge, and she sees two yellow talismans flash quickly, flying from his sleeves, and burning up when they stick to their faces, the sky is full of monsters and ghosts, Yan Chixia knows that if she continues like this, she will definitely die, she waved her arms sharply, directly shot out the Qiankun magic method, turned around and threw herself into the jungle, and quickly rushed in the direction of Ma Xiaokang.

"Give me chase!" Seeing the ghost general covering his face and screaming, the old man of Montenegro was furious, roared angrily, and countless ghost soldiers continued to jump from the sky, followed by the rest of the ghost generals rushed into the jungle to hunt down Yan Chixia, vowing to divide his five horses.

"Xiaoqian is yours." The thousand-year-old tree demon looked at him, and just saw the black mountain lord staring at her gloomily, trembling all over, and knew that it had suffered heavy losses this time, and he was afraid that if he didn't hand over anyone again, and when Yan Chixia died, he would have to chop the ghost soldiers into meat sauce.

The woman in red approached, and the old man of Montenegro hugged her hand, and then she was a little relieved, looking down at the thousand-year-old tree demon and many female ghosts underground, and said in a somewhat soothing tone: "Go, I want to catch Yan Chixia and sacrifice wine!" ”

The backyard of Lanruo Temple is in full swing, but it is bitter that Ma Xiaokang is bored with mosquitoes, and his hands are red.

"Brother Ma, let Xiahou get the Diamond Sutra!" The sensational sound of destruction in the distance kept coming, and then Yan Chixia's anxious shout came into Ma Xiaokang's ears, and he didn't have to guess to know that the bearded man was chased and scurried, and he was afraid that in a few seconds, the entire Lanruo Temple would be swept away by the ghost army.

The corners of Ma Xiaokang's mouth lifted, and he glanced at the Red Emperor and the White Emperor, and the two Iron Men suddenly understood, and rushed over to rescue Yan Chixia at the start, only to see that the surrounding monks' houses and walls were collapsing, and countless black ghost fires formed a hideous ghost, approaching like a god of death in this dark night.

"I wonder what points this ghost soldier can earn?"

Ma Xiaokang jumped up, stood on the roof of the monk's house, looked down indifferently at the thousands of troops covering the entire Lanruo Temple, and smiled lightly.

The speed of the tree demon and the black mountain lord is naturally faster than the ghost soldiers running on the ground, and they have already chased to the front in the blink of an eye, just in time to see the scene of the Red Emperor and the White Emperor saving Yan Chixia, only to see a Buddha flame talisman waved out of the White Emperor's hand, and the countless chasing soldiers behind him were immediately burned into ash by the golden flames, and a large area of isolation was burned out, blocking the army of ghost soldiers.

The thousand-year-old tree demon looked at it from afar, and immediately saw Ma Xiaokang standing on the eaves, a huge killing intent emanated from all over his body, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "It's you!" ”

Ma Xiaokang's eyes moved, glanced at the Black Mountain Master beside the Millennium Tree Demon, and immediately laughed, waved his hand to the two bosses and said in a friendly manner: "Old witch, don't come to harm?" ”

"Kill him! Kill him for me! Seeing that he was arrogant, the thousand-year-old tree demon was so angry that smoke rose above her head, only to see her screaming angrily, catching a female ghost next to her and smashing it at Ma Xiaokang, and her thick tongue spurted out of her mouth like a poisonous snake!

Ma Xiaokang glanced at the woman in red leisurely, seeing that she was being held in the arms of the old man of Montenegro, the corners of his mouth immediately set off a strange smile, his hands were gently closed, and he responded: "Your opponent is not me!" ”