Zhou Weimin was completely powerless in the face of such a situation, he only felt like a waste, and he was not even qualified to fight for his life.

Originally, he took two steps back, and he could reach the entrance of the golden circle of light, but looking at the way Dao Ye was hit by an eyelash after he slapped his hand, he found that he was so wasted that he didn't even have the courage to escape.

Bone beads! Right! Bone beads!

Zhou Weimin gritted his teeth and stood in place, pulling out the string of Buddhist beads left by his grandmother around his neck, and now the only thing that can help a little is the bone beads!

Without hesitation, he learned from Huang Daoye, bit off the tip of his tongue, squirted a mouthful of hot blood on the oars, and with a 'emptying', he turned around and rushed towards the gap in his pupils.

The monk was obviously stunned for a moment, the first-order pawn didn't run, but at this moment he didn't have time to persuade him to obey, and with a single move, the aperture flew back.

Ignoring the slowly healing eyelids, the golden aperture once again supported Zhou Weimin's straight pupils.

A bone got up from the ground, Huang Daoye rolled twice in a row, dodged the eyelashes that came from the pursuit, and even pounced on the monk's side, narrowly helping him block the other eyelash that was stabbed in the chest.

The broken Buddha beads floated out of thin air, the heart moved at will, and the broken Buddha beads drilled directly into the palm of the hand, squeezed each other, shattered into powder, and drilled into the human skin scriptures.

"Demon Slayer!"

This human skin scripture can be regarded as the monk's greatest reliance on practice so far.

Since the beginning, I have chosen the Heart Sutra as my practice direction, cultivating day and night, working diligently, and hoping to rely on it to step into the fourth order, and at this moment I am desperate to do my best.

The human skin scriptures were nourished by the monk's life ritual, and almost reached the realm of pseudo-Dacheng, coupled with the attachment of gold and blood, it instantly drained the monk's remaining energy, and turned into a void wall of scriptures and crashed towards the pupil.

Seeing the monk raise his head and fall down, Dao Ye felt guilty, but he didn't have time to say anything, and the top of his head was bald again.

The dust in his hand was thrown into the sky, turned into a cloud-covering canopy, protected the monk in it, and turned around with a pair of empty palms and ran wildly to pick up Zhou Weimin, who was beaten back.

A boat oar hit the pupil, and before Zhou Weimin could smash the bone bead out, an inexplicable shock force bounced him directly away, and in the dark, he only felt a sharp pain in his back, and saw Dao Ye busy picking him up.

The two of them bumped into a rolling gourd, and in the end, it was Zhou Weimin who inserted a boat oar into the ground to stop the rolling force.

Dao Ye grabbed Zhou Weimin's hair and dragged it for several steps in a row to avoid the blow of the eyelashes.

With severe pain in the scalp and blood on his back, Zhou Weimin stood up with an iron oar, he understood that he didn't break his defense against this monster at all.

"Brother, don't delay, you can't do it now," Huang Daoye gasped, staring at a few eyelashes that had been withdrawn and re-struck, "The monk is not good, I am sorry for him, you can't die." ”

"Take this out, the master can't contact me, at most two months will send follow-up people to protect the Tao for you, you remember to tell him everything here, give him this too!"

Huang Daoye said to himself, he knew that if the stalemate continued, the three of them would all die here, and if they could run one, they would run one!

The five nails of his left hand also peeled off, and flew towards the remnants of the passage that had been carved out by the monk, and it had just been stained on his eyelids, and the fire was raging, and the crack that was about to heal expanded again.

"Let's go!" Huang Daoye kicked Zhou Weimin's waist, causing him to stagger and rush towards the crack for a few steps, and narrowly avoided the volley of his eyelashes.

With a sour nose, Zhou Weimin could only watch as Dao Ye turned around again to greet him.

He can't die, his mother, is still waiting for him.

Without hesitation, Zhou Weimin turned around sharply and came out directly from the gap between his eyelids.

I glanced back at the huge eyeball again, and the next moment I was going to jump straight into the pool.

"It came from that relief..."

A cold voice sounded in Zhou Weimin's head, making him stop jumping down.

"that relief!"

The small silver ball clenched in his left hand protruded from the palm of his hand and slammed it hard into his palm.

The words of the little thing directly woke up Zhou Weimin, and he thought of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea in the Tianhou Palace.

If he could have the slightest chance, he would not give up Dao Ye and the monk to live alone.

"Are you sure?"

Zhou Weimin asked directly.

"Go, go! You owe me a favor! ”

Zhou Weimin no longer hesitated, turned around and ran.

Struggling to squeeze through the narrow corridor, it didn't take long for him to run back to the Little Golden Luan Palace.

Stuffing the little silver ball back into his arms, he stood in front of the relief, grasped the handle of the oar with both hands, and slashed down at the relief.

I don't know what this relief is made of, it is definitely not as ordinary as it seems, and there is not even a mark when the oars go down.

Ruthless in his heart, Zhou Weimin's hands were clenched, and the barbs on the handle of the boat burst out, directly piercing the palm and protruding from the back of the hand.

"Empty!"

The oars slashed down, and an unprecedented phantom slammed directly into the relief, and the two eyelashes were directly shattered.

"It worked!"

was ecstatic in his heart, and Zhou Weimin couldn't care about it, so he let the blood leak wildly, and rounded the oars, which was a mess.

A crack kept appearing, until finally the spider pattern was dense.

His eyes were black, his whole body was cold, Zhou Weimin was holding the iron oars, breathing hard, his whole body was weak at the moment, and his vest was in a cold sweat.

Looking at the half-destroyed relief in front of him, he didn't know if it had any effect, but at this moment he didn't even have the strength to move.

Zhou Weimin raised his left hand weakly, grabbed the Buddha bead around his neck with his bloody five fingers, and gently took it off.

The whole person pushed the mountain and threw himself forward, and his raised left hand slammed the bone beads on the relief.

The bone beads that already had cracks were almost split in half under this impact.

The iron chain flail, which had no sense of existence, also took advantage of the situation, and went directly into the relief with bone beads.

An angry roar sounded from Zhou Weimin's mind, where could he withstand this blow, Zhou Weimin's eyes rolled and fainted directly.

Having lost its source of strength, the chain shackles instantly weakened, and the rift that had been expanding by it came to a halt once more.

The bone beads continued to fall down the gap in the relief carving.

Inside the relief, an oil lamp is constantly burning, and it only has a wick, but no oil, and it has been like this for hundreds of thousands of years.

The base of the oil lamp is pressed with a human skin with intricate patterns, and a vivid eye is also depicted on it.

The bone beads that had been rolling down fell directly into the lamp of the oil lamp along the largest gap.

Stimulated by the yin fire, a mighty force of the most masculine and rigid suddenly bloomed from the broken bone beads.

This bone bead transformed by the eye of heaven is not as simple as Huang Daoye said, after all, it is a material valued by the city god of Yifu, its original owner is far more than the fourth order, and it also contains the flesh and blood essence of the original owner's body.

Yin and yang collided, and a violent explosion suddenly appeared in this small space.

In the next second, the oil lamp toppled over, the human skin was broken, and the relief of the human eye above was shattered into countless pieces from the inside out, and a huge hole appeared in place, and the hole was still expanding, and even the entire small Jinluan Hall began to collapse.

Zhou Weimin, who fell on the relief, was shocked and flew three or four meters high, slammed on the ground, and the legs that landed first were unbearable, and they broke in an instant, and even the pelvis was full of cracks.

"You guys should be damned! The Sprinkle family remembers you! ”

Dao Ye, who was struggling to dodge and desperately procrastinating, saw that this incomparably tricky eye withered in an instant, and it seemed that he had lost the source of supporting strength and lost all his vitality.

The three besieging eyelashes were also broken inch by inch, falling to the ground, turning into countless dust, scattered and scattered.

The predicament of being wrapped was directly solved, revealing the cave where he was originally located.

Although he couldn't figure out the specific situation, Dao Ye was not surprised, and at the moment he picked up the heavy monk and ran away.

But when he ran a few meters away, in the eyes of the sky, he saw a pair of footprints two or three meters away from the waterhole, and turned around and ran towards the way he came.

'What's the matter?' The question flashed in Dao Ye's head, and he gritted his teeth and ran back along the way he came.

As soon as he ran into the Xiaojinluan Palace, Dao Ye saw that both the plaque of "Widow Zhenyu" and the dragon chair below were full of cracks, and then he looked at the relief that had become a big hole, and the lower half of the body was blurred by the flesh and blood of Zhou Daguanye, where could he not guess what was going on.

Immediately, he didn't hesitate, threw the monk directly on the ground, first picked up Zhou Weimin, tied it with an iron chain flail, and then stuck the iron oar on his waist, and then dragged the monk's ankle with one hand, and ran out with one back and one drag.

As soon as he ran out of the door frame of the Jinluan Palace, the entire cave began to shake, and it seemed that cracks had faintly appeared in the walls, and the cave was about to collapse.

Unable to go up, Dao Ye gritted his teeth and continued to run until he came to the outermost slope, and without thinking about it, he threw the monk directly into the Yin River, and jumped into it himself.

Stepping on the water with all his might, protecting the two people who had passed out, Dao Ye swam forward in the direction of the Yin River.

The rubble above his head kept falling, smashing into the water, splashing countless times.

Tianyan stared, trying his best to avoid falling stones, and Dao Ye also secretly complained to himself.

After swimming a few times, the monk was awakened by the cold river water, and subconsciously struggled a few times before he figured out the situation.

"Hurry up! It's going to collapse! ”

Dao Ye let go of his hand, motioned to the monk to pull the iron oar, borrowed some strength, and jumped forward like a live fish.

As soon as he swam out more than ten meters, a wave of water hit behind, and it should have collapsed badly on the side of Unicom, squeezing all the river water in the pool.