Liu Qingya protected He Xu with her body, trying not to let He Xu see her hideous and convulsive face because of pain, and wicker sticks rose one after another, tightly wrapping around the demon pestle of the boy god.

In just a moment, several gusts of wind tore apart on the wicker vines.

He let out a strange cry of excitement, and danced the demon slaying pestle in his hand quickly, and as the number of rotations increased, on the demon slaying pestle, there was a red light, bursting out like a poisonous snake-like electricity, sizzling.

Liu Qingya couldn't use all his strength at the moment, a burst of blood mist erupted from his mouth, and then he quickly sealed, and Zhou Shen rose up three flames, and from the center of the flame, there were three wooden dragons with thick bowls, roaring out.

The boy screamed, slammed the demon pestle in his hand to the ground, and after an explosion, it dispersed into thousands of red skulls, wrapped in a black mist, faintly flashing electricity, and constantly roaring from his mouth.

They pounced on the wooden dragon in groups, like ants strangling their prey, and gnawed densely all over the wooden dragon's body.

The wooden dragon spit out green smoke, and there were large swaths of skeletons falling to the ground from the smoke and shattering, and the skeletons were better than the large number, and there were two wooden dragons in the painful and unbearable bite, falling to the ground, turning into two lifeless dead branches.

In the end, only about two dozen skeletons remained, and in mid-air, they faced the wooden dragon covered in scarred bodies.

The smoke dissipated, and the wooden dragon couldn't support it, and little by little in mid-air, it turned gray from its original cyan color, scattering into flying ash in the sky.

The three remaining skeletons, with lightning speed, slaughtered Liu Qingya.

Liu Qingya waved a palm, wisps of green qi in his palm, smashed the three skeletons, never thought that the statue of the boy god, in her resistance to the skeleton, killed in front of her, picked up the terrifying demon pestle, and smashed it down.

The boy god statue is secretly happy, even if you Liu Qingya has the true body of the wood spirit, what if you can fight with me on this point of Cangshan, even if you can incarnate outside the body, but what about the little ghost with a runny nose behind you, as long as you dare to dodge, then I will beat him into a pulple.

Liu Qingya really showed a trace of hesitation, and in this instantaneous change, the white-haired donkey who had been lying on the ground roared, and in a burst of dazzling white light, the original donkey hooves turned into white dragon claws, and the short body also gave birth to glass-like dragon scales, grabbing He Xu, who was staying in place.

"You're a novice?" He Xu looked at the white dragon under him and said in shock.

Liu Qingya no longer hesitated, and recited the doppelganger method in her mouth, her body collapsed, turning into a pile of dead branches, and by the time the boy god statue reacted, she was already standing on top of the eaves.

The god boy does not believe in evil, but several attacks in a row are in vain, so he simply put the demon pestle on his shoulder, and mocked helplessly: "Dead old woman, you are hiding around, you just don't want to confront me head-on, do you have the strength?" ”

Liu Qingya smiled: "I know how hard your demon pestle is for the prince of the Buddhist family, the old rotten bones are brittle, and the old life of a pestle next to it is gone, so naturally I can only play some housekeeping skills." ”

The boy snapped his fingers, and the fingers of the stone statue clicked: "Old woman, I know what tricks you are playing, don't you just see that I have not completely escaped into the demon path, and can only rely on the incense accumulated over the years to run the real body of the stone statue, and want to delay time." ”

Liu Qingya was broken by a word, but he didn't show panic because of this, and admitted indifferently: "That's what I mean." It's just that I don't understand, you are the heir of the prince of heaven, there are thousands of doppelgangers in this world, even if the incense of this Taoxi Temple is not good, it will not hurt you, why do you want to collude with that tiger demon to kill living beings. ”

The boy smiled, and kept smashing the demon pestle in his hand to the ground: "What about the heirs of the prince of heaven, what about the thousands of doppelgangers, in this Taoxi Temple where birds don't, there are so many pilgrims who come and go, eat inferior incense, and have to listen patiently to the wishes of mortals who are pickled, and I am annoyed." ”

He seemed to say that "in the early days, I was just a little god in charge of the Buddhist precepts, with a pair of evil eyes, and a wooden stick in my hand that knocked on a wooden fish, and when I saw a monk who did not keep the precepts, I knocked on his head to make him remember it for a long time. ”

He suddenly burst out laughing: "Later, by chance, I replaced the wooden stick with an iron rod, and when I went down with a stick, the monk who had broken the precepts first had a face full of disbelief, and then fell in a pool of blood. ”

He Xu rode on the white dragon, and when he heard these terrifying words, his face was full of horror.

Liu Qingya clenched his fists, disgusted with this boy.

"Old woman, you, like me, are constantly eroded by yin qi in this realm where birds don't, but you are just a powerful demonic spirit. Presumably, it is also a candle in the wind, why don't you stand with me, occupy the mountain as the king, and we will kill all the people on the mountain and down the mountain. Even the old monk in the temple couldn't bear the desire in his heart and prayed to me for countless riches, but I couldn't do it, so I could only beat him to death with a stick and let him go to the Buddha. ”

Liu Qingya couldn't listen anymore, and with a wave of his long sleeves, hundreds of crisp willow leaves flew out from the sleeve tube, slowly killing the boy.

Unexpectedly, the boy didn't hide, and let Liu Ye cut his stone statue into messy scars.

He squinted and mocked: "Old woman, if you have good ears, listen to the wails of the common people in the temple, and see if the group of novices under my control will kill them first, or you will let me run out of incense first." ”

Liu Qingya's face changed drastically, and he really pricked up his ears to listen, just for this moment of distraction, the boy took the opportunity to kill, and the blue light on the demon pestle was sheng, Liu Qingya was just about to make his outer body supernatural, and suddenly his face turned miserable, and he froze in place.

At the same time, outside the temple, a tiger demon who had been dormant in the dirt for a long time pulled out its burly body from the dirt, and pulled out the huge willow tree with one paw, and red blood flowed out.

The blue light illuminated the despair on Liu Qingya's face very real.

"Granny Greentooth! Watch out! He Xu saw this scene and hurriedly shouted.

Inside the house, there was a red light, whoosh, flew out, and drew a long red tail in the night sky.

The boy god statue had to give up killing Liu Qingya, kicked his foot, the beam collapsed, he jumped high, and the Eight Desolation Sword passed by him.

In the middle of these breaths, a young figure appeared behind him, grabbed the hilt of his sword, and stabbed his backhand into the idol vest.

In the courtyard, there was an old man, who took a deep breath of martial arts true qi, and immediately stabbed out a hundred sharp gun shadows, piercing the statue.