"Master, master help! Master, please save Yang Zhao's life! ”

Yang Zhao's mind was concentrated in the secret passage, holding his breath and waiting for the response inside.

However, only the sound of others escaping the secret passage could be heard, but no response from the skeleton could be heard.

She was a little desperate, it was estimated that the place where the skeleton was staying was too far away from the exit, and he might not be able to hear Yang Zhao's voice for help at all.

The spells around him were flying wildly, Yang Zhao shouted again, didn't wait for the other party's response, struggled to get up and wanted to continue to escape.

As soon as she stood up, she felt the wind in the back of her head, and her feet kicked the ground hard, and she rolled to the side with a grunt.

"Smack! Rumble! ”

The big tail fell from the sky and blew down the entrance to the secret passage in one fell swoop.

At the entrance, in addition to the stones flying around, you can faintly hear the sound of someone calling for help in the secret passage.

Yang Zhao used his arm to block the collapsed stones, and at the same time put his fingers to the center of his eyebrows.

"Subtle vacuum, Shenxiao Zhao Gong, thunder!"

Click!

The thunder and lightning struck the dragon directly, causing it to roll all over the ground, and the whole ground vibrated as if it had been earthquaked.

Now, there are more voices calling for help in the secret passage.

Yang Zhao was trembling by the electricity, but he didn't care about it so much, and shouted at the people who were attacking around Jiaolong.

"Someone in the secret passage hasn't come out yet, can you lure this dragon into the air?"

"We want to too, but this dragon can't go up!"

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The dragon writhed on the ground, and the sheer force caused the secret passage to collapse again.

Yang Zhao regretted a little, she shouldn't have come here, she didn't find foreign help, and she implicated other people.

She struggled to her feet and shouted, "Give me a little time, I'll try to get out of the secret passage!" ”

Faintly, she heard voices talking underground.

"Amitabha, let's come as a poor monk!"

This Buddha horn made her feel like she was hearing fairy music, and she felt that the sky was bright in an instant.

The ground suddenly collapsed into a large hole, and a skeleton was the first to step out of the hole, followed by more than twenty monks supporting each other to rush out.

"I'm still wondering who has so much strength, it turns out to be a dragon spear."

"This dragon gun is crazy!"

"Amitabha, this place is dangerous, don't stay here anymore, it's important to find a place to heal quickly."

"Thank you seniors for helping!"

Some of them saluted and thanked the skeleton and fled into the distance from the spells flying around, while others thanked the dragon and surrounded it directly.

"Yang Tanyue, why are you so seriously injured?"

As soon as the skeleton turned its head, it saw Yang Zhao.

"Master, I'm really sorry, that Jiaolong Gun came here to chase and kill me, and I didn't think about it when I fled."

"Tan Yue doesn't have to blame himself, when his life hangs by a thread, no one will think too much. There should still be some people trapped in the secret passage here, and it can't be allowed to continue to spread wild here, and the poor monk is going to meet the dragon spear. ”

The skeleton glowed with golden light, and the bones were covered with a layer of illusory flesh and blood, and a tall monk wearing a bright red robe stood in front of Yang Zhao.

The great monk stretched out his hand, and a nine-ring tin staff broke through the ground and flew into his hand.

He raised his palm and recited the incantation.

"Vajrapani Bodhisattva Banzabani, get up!"

I saw that the dragon rolling on the ground was slowly lifted into the air by an invisible force.

Everyone turned back in surprise, winked at each other, and stepped aside.

The dragon spear was a little angry.

"Who's meddling here!"

"Amitabha Buddha is a poor monk."

The dragon turned over and lowered his head and looked fixedly.

"Yo! This is really new, I haven't seen a monk in hundreds of years, and I actually met a dead monk in this broken ruin?! Great monk, don't you reincarnate early, what kind of skeleton shelf are you fiddling with here! ”

"Amitabha, donor, where you fought just now, there is a secret passage below that is where the poor monk is buried, and now because of you, there are many people trapped inside, there is no way, the poor monk can only invite you to go up."

"You feel sorry for those people in the secret passage, it's so simple, hand over the woman behind you to me, I won't say a word and get up and leave!"

The tin staff in the hand of the great monk stomped lightly and slowly rose to the dragon's eyes.

"The donor laughed, she is behind the poor monk, if you want to take her away, you naturally have to step on the skeleton of the poor monk."

This great monk said calmly and calmly, loudly.

"You think I'm afraid that you won't succeed, and you dare to compete with me with a skeleton!"

As soon as the dragon opened its mouth, a thick water dragon rushed towards the great monk.

As soon as the great monk's tin staff was swept away, the water dragon was scattered, and the two of them went back and forth, and they fought in one place.

Although it seems that the two of them are about the same in cultivation, in comparison, Jiaolong's body is huge and bloated, and he is not as agile as the great monk, and he is often caught by the big monk and hit with a cane.

The Jiaolong is not a vegetarian either, and after fighting for a few rounds, it simply turned into itself, and a big gun flew up and down around the big monk, which was much faster.

Yang Zhao took advantage of this opportunity to take out the wound medicine secreted by the sunfish from the Qiankun bag, dug out a little and stuffed it into his mouth, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and used his spiritual power to urge the medicine to run quickly.

This thing tastes fishy when you eat it, and the taste is similar to snot.

But the medicine is really good, not long after this medicine went down, she felt a lot more relaxed, and even the pain was reduced by more than half.

The dragon spear couldn't be attacked for a long time, and when he saw Yang Zhao sitting on the ground and exercising, he made a false move and pierced it with a shot.

"Donor, the poor monk is still here, where are you going?"

The great monk swung his tin staff and hit the tail of the gun, then fished it back and dragged it back.

"Bald donkey, you are looking for death!"

The dragon spear was covered in a blood mist, and it stabbed the head of the great monk with a single shot.