The moment the "water arrow" appeared, the brains and hearts of the two monks contracted violently, and their breathing slowed down by half a beat.

The strong sense of crisis made their hairs stand on end, and the strength in their bodies seemed to be drained, and a terrible feeling of a creature meeting a natural enemy appeared in the hearts of the two.

"Run!"

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a person who has practiced the [Nakshatra Yuan Sutra] like Qiu Ping.

It stands to reason that the more superimposed supernatural spells in this phase, the stronger the phase. But no one has ever been able to stack a hundred of the same supernatural powers, because a person can only cultivate the same supernatural power once, and cannot cultivate a hundred.

However, if a hundred identical supernatural powers were really superimposed, the power of that move would be absolutely terrifying.

The two monks turned around and ran, and one of them even threw a bowl to block behind him.

"Go!"

Qiu Ping's gaze fell on the two monks, and all the gods in the True Dragon Law released the spell together, and the huge arrows in the sky let out a sharp roar, and the surrounding void shook, and the sound was almost transmitted for more than ten miles.

"Block!"

The bowl erupted with brilliance, and countless Sanskrit words flowed over it.

"Boom!"

It's a pity that this bowl that can block the hammer of the four wrestlers can't even hold a breath in front of the huge water arrow. At the moment of collision, cracks appeared on the phantom of the surface.

With a wail, the bowl flew upside down, and a large gap appeared at the edge, which looked worse than a dog bowl.

"Boom."

Under the superposition of a hundred supernatural powers, it is not only the power that skyrockets, but also the speed.

The arrows streaked across the sky like meteors, reaching the heads of the two monks almost in the blink of an eye.

The chaotic water vapor and the spiritual essence contained in it erupted together, and a terrifying storm swept through a radius of dozens of zhang.

The fine droplets of water seemed to radiate, shuttling back and forth between the two of them at a rapid speed.

"Ah......h

The black robes of the two monks wrapped outside their bodies immediately turned into nothingness, and then their skin quickly turned red, a large amount of blood overflowed, and the flesh, muscles, and bones were crushed into powder.

"Boom!"

The violent explosion spread in all directions, and a huge crater appeared on the ground that was nearly ten zhang wide and about three zhang deep.

In the pit, except for a discarded Zen staff, the two people couldn't even see the corpse.

It was also thanks to the fact that when they started fighting just now, the group of Hu herdsmen were scared away, otherwise this blow and the aftermath of the battle alone would have caused thousands of casualties.

Spirits or cultivators have reached this level, and they can be regarded as small masters in the world.

"Next time, if there are fewer people, the body will be drained." Qiu Ping was trembling, he had been tired of pushing the "Two Realms Mill Plate" in front of the ghost gate for a day, and now he had consumed most of the mana in his body.

It's almost a soft-footed shrimp.

However, he can hold back this big move and calculate the time, his time crossing will be over soon, even if there is any change, he can get out quickly.

Qiu Ping's gaze fell on the scrapped bowl and Zen staff, his [Eight-Armed Maha Dharma Seal] needed some Buddhist utensils to practice, and this method had not been improved since the last time the golden bowl of the Luohan Temple was used by him.

But if you think about it, forget it, if there is something in that artifact that tracks and locates, won't your identity be exposed?

All safety dangers, our little loach is still very stable in this regard.

"Buzz."

Just when he praised himself in his heart, his body suddenly became illusory.

Qiu Ping knew that his time was coming to an end, so he hurriedly put away the wrestler. At the moment when the four wrestlers all turned into soybeans, he disappeared in place.

Only one big pit remains, well, a big pit in every sense of the word.

……

"Dangdang!"

A piercing gong sounded, and the little loach woke up from its sleep.

After he came back, because he didn't gain anything this time, he didn't care too much, and just lay down in his small room and fell asleep.

"No, I don't want to get up."

The little loach stuffed his ears and lay on the bed and refused to get up.

He is also a dignified god, how can he let such a high-ranking god work! One person does the work of two people.

I am a leader, not an old scalper!

Qiu Ping continued to fall asleep, too tired. This time, both physical strength and mana consumed a lot.

Just as he was dazed, suddenly a hand grabbed him by the collar and lifted him alive.

Qiu Ping subconsciously danced and wanted to break away, but saw a face with a half-red mask.

Cui ...... Judge Choi! ”

The little loach's body was excited, and the originally groggy brain also woke up.

"The next day's work will be delayed, and the training will be added for another day."

Judge Cui put the little loach down, and his tone was as calm as ever.

The little loach complained bitterly in his heart, but nodded submissively on his face. Ever since he saw Judge Cui kill Yama's clone, the person he feared the most in Changning County had changed from Chenghuang to Judge Cui.

Outside the house, the shrimp soldiers and crabs will have already gathered, and half of them have already stepped onto the winch rack, pushing the winch with great difficulty.

Qiu Ping staggered, and also walked to the empty place of the winch frame, and his body shook and changed into his body.

His fins were perched on a giant log stuck in a winch, and his tail was against the ground, pushing forward with the strength of milk.

"Squeak."

The winch was extremely heavy, as if a whole hill had been carved out, and there were more than 200 spirits including Qiu Ping, but they could only barely push the winch a little.

I don't know what kind of silk and linen are woven from the rope that is wound around the winch, and it is as black and heavy as fine iron, each one is the thickness of an arm, and there are many turns wrapped around it.

With Qiu Ping's push, the rope tightened, and it involved the ghost gate in the distance.

Anyway, with Qiu Ping's eyesight, he didn't notice how much the ghost door had opened.

It's no wonder that it takes a month just to open the door, so will it take another month to close the door then?

The more cranky he thought, the more sad and angry Qiu Ping's heart became.

Cui Juan stood quietly not far away, of course he didn't mean to abuse the little loach. He is connected with the hearts and minds of countless judges and ghost officials, and has made deductions about the little loaches together.

The little loach has a strong foundation, and there is a lot of spiritual essence in its flesh and blood. But he didn't know how to use it himself, although Changyang Jun seemed to have given this kid some treasure that could stimulate the accumulated spiritual essence, but not even half of it was really absorbed.

These judges, as the auxiliary officials of the city god, are most concerned with accounts, where can they see such waste.

Just take advantage of this opportunity to open the ghost door to hone the strength of this little loach.

The Shinto controversy is not a dinner invitation, the strength is not enough, it is a death!

The second more, ticket support!

(End of chapter)