Qi Fan didn't care about the magic backlash, and forced a mouthful of blood. flew in along the passage, and as Qi Fan flew in, the passage behind him was also constantly closing.

The smell of blood in his nose became stronger and stronger, and Qi Fan knew that it was not his own blood.

The collapsed cave appeared in front of Qi Fan, more than a dozen seriously injured monkeys had been crushed by the boulder, and the monkeys next to them were all working hard to move the stones.

Qi Fan glanced at the black blood seeping out from under the boulder, and sighed secretly, it was still too late.

With a wave of his hand, he swept the boulders away, and then used a finger of steel spell to stabilize the cavern for the time being.

Then he performed the Five Elements Escape Method, and escaped to the outside of the cave, to the place of the mountain col.

Looking at the celestial god standing in the sky above the mountain col, covered in golden armor, holding a sharp spear in his hand, the Rakshasa mask emitted the cold aura of the forest people.

The token on his waist was impressively filled with the word "pour", and Qi Fan knew that this matter might not be good.

There are 1,200 grass-headed gods in front of Erlang's holy true monarch's tent.

This 1,200 grass-headed gods are Erlang God, Roaring Sky Dogs, and Meishan Brothers who have traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains, five lakes and four seas, and the four major gods, and exterminated and surrendered those demons and spirits, lonely souls and wild ghosts, and evil cultivators who were originally gathering in the mountains and forests in various places to do evil, and brought the powerful ones under their command.

Then bypassed the Heavenly Court and directly formed an army and stationed at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

Because there is no edict to the heavenly court, there is no heavenly court, so it is called the "grass head god".

Relying on these 1,200 grass-headed gods, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was able to shock the Three Realms, not afraid of 100,000 heavenly soldiers, and treated the heavenly court with a tone and did not listen to the announcement.

Although there are only 1,200 grass-headed gods, they are all the best demons in the world, all of them have extraordinary mana and vast magical powers.

They usually guard the mouth of the Guanjiang River, and occasionally accompany Yang Jian out hunting to exterminate the spirits that are causing chaos everywhere.

So Qi Fan didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, trying to confuse the past.

The grass-headed god only said "noise", and with a wave of one hand, a long whip from the fire appeared in his hand, which could be long or short, winding like a fire snake heading straight towards Qi Fan's door.

Qi Fan unhurriedly twisted and cast a straight and shadowless spell, and the fire snake passed through Qi Fan's body.

The golden-armored heavenly god sighed, "Tiangang thirty-six changes!" Where did you come from? ”

Qi Fan smiled.

"All laws have a fate, and I cultivated it from the fate."

The Golden Armor Heavenly God snorted coldly.

"Even if you can change Tiangang thirty-six times, you will not escape death."

As he spoke, he clenched the spear in his other hand and disappeared abruptly.

Qi Fan only felt a sinister aura coming towards the back of his neck, and hurriedly dodged to dodge.

As soon as he dodged the edge of the spear, there was a violent burning sensation on the left side, and Qi Fan hurriedly twisted the trick and continued to cast the spell that stood upright and shadowless.

These grass-headed gods are really not ordinary, and they deserve to be the forbidden army of Erlang God.

Qi Fan shouted at the golden-armored god while dodging.

"Why do the gods press so tightly, they just want to save the lives of some monkeys, the so-called heaven has the virtue of a good life, and it is not allowed to increase the killing. Besides, Sun Wukong's matter is his own fault, and it can't affect many monkeys. ”

The Golden Armor Heavenly God's repeated attacks were fruitless, and he was already annoyed in his heart, and a cold snort of disdain popped out, and then he turned around and rose into the air, chanting words in his mouth.

The spear in his hand suddenly became huge, reaching into the sky, like a pillar of heaven, and the long whip from the fire turned into a fire dragon, attached to the silver spear, and a terrifying evil aura rushed to the face.

The strong momentum drove the wind, and the Tsing Yi hunting sound on Qi Fan's body was blowing.

The huge spear head sticks out of the clouds, and the flames are fierce, facing the direction of the col.

Qi Fan has no way to retreat now, behind him is the direction of the Mitian Palace, once he is stabbed by that musket, although the entire Mitian Temple is not in much trouble, it is bound to be exposed, and then the previous efforts will be lost.

I saw that his face was solemn, his heart was ruthless, his right hand was lightly held, and a brick knife more than a foot long was horizontal in the palm of his hand.

muttered in his mouth.

"Old friend, long time no see!"

The huge spear head came straight to Qi Fan's front door, only to see Qi Fan holding the brick knife tightly and slashing at the spear head.

The blade of the knife couldn't see the slightest mana condensation, and there was no sword light, it was just a simple knife.

The sharp spear head collided with the unpretentious blade with the power of heaven and earth.

I only heard a clicking sound, and the originally menacing spear head was directly shattered into several pieces, and the Golden Armor Heavenly God was shocked, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly turned into a golden light and disappeared in place.

Qi Fan couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart that the quality of the grass-headed god is really high, just run when he says, and he doesn't drag the mud and water at all!

But he didn't chase immediately, the fighting method just now was too loud, and it was bound to attract more heavenly soldiers to come, and it was useless to chase after him.

Now that things are in order, I'm afraid that we will have to face more heavenly soldiers to encircle me next.

Qi Fan couldn't help but feel a headache, it was supposed to be an errand to save people, how could he do it against the heavenly soldiers.

Hurriedly let the remaining monkeys enter the Mitian Temple, Qi Fan first restored his true appearance, after all, it was very mana to maintain the fetal transformation and size Ruyi technique, and then took out a cyan mask from the cuff and put it on his head.

Now it's just a matter of waiting.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a middle-aged man with his hair parted, a black forehead ornament, dozens of pigtails on both sides, a sable robe, a gray linen lining, and black boots on his feet, carrying a spear, and the golden-armored god who had fled back earlier appeared in the sky above Qi Fan.

Qi Fan couldn't help frowning, under the command of Erlang God, the sixth of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

General Naoken!

He has a hearty and straightforward personality, and attaches great importance to righteousness.

In the early years, when Qi Fan was sent to rebuild Meishan, General Zhijian once invited him to drink a cup of Meishan's plum brew, and Qi Fan still has an endless aftertaste when he thinks about it.

Unexpectedly, an acquaintance came, Qi Fan's hand holding the knife couldn't help but be a little loose, it was easy for others to do, and there was no need to have too many scruples when he started, but if he was an acquaintance, it was not easy to do things.

Before Qi Fan could finish thinking about how to deal with it, he saw that General Zhijian didn't ask, and after listening to the return of the golden-armored god, he directly killed Qi Fan with a spear, and Qi Fan hurriedly dodged.

I only heard a loud bang, and where Qi Fan was standing, there was a big hole three feet square.

Before Qi Fan could react, General Zhijian came straight to Qi Fan with a spear.

Qi Fan couldn't dodge, he could only use the brick knife in his hand to block, only to hear a crash, General Zhijian actually flew upside down into the air, and Qi Fan's palms were also numb by this huge impact.

General Naojian in the air glanced at Qi Fan in surprise.

"That's a lot of strength!"

"Each other, each other!"

Just kidding, what Qi Fan does every day is to move mountains and rocks, build bridges and pave roads.

After moving bricks for tens of thousands of years, how can the strength be small.

General Zhijian didn't talk nonsense, threw the spear in his hand into the air, chanted words in his mouth, and twisted the fingers in his hand, and the spear suddenly turned into a doppelganger suspended in the air.

Qi Fan was shocked when he saw it, he didn't expect that this General Zhijian actually had the supernatural power of incarnating tens of millions, presumably it was taught to him by the Erlang Manifestation True Monarch.

He didn't dare to be careless, he took out a handful of immortal beans from his cuffs, and as soon as the void was sprinkled, thousands of armored guards appeared in the air, wrapping Qi Fan tightly.

Sprinkle beans into soldiers!

General Zhijian snorted coldly, and with the word "disease" in his mouth, the tens of millions of spears rushed straight towards Qi Fan like a crossbow.

Qi Fan twisted the finger with one hand, and laboriously controlled the golden armor guards to kill the tens of millions of spears.

Suddenly, the sound of gold and stone interlacing resounded throughout the mountain col.

Seeing that the two sides were holding each other, General Zhijian twisted his hands quickly, and suddenly the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and a heavy black cloud descended on this mountain col.

Qi Fan was shocked, he didn't expect this Zhijian general to know Lei Fa.

At the moment, he didn't care about controlling those golden armor guards, Qi Fan also twisted his hands quickly, and above the mountain col, a larger dark cloud pressed towards the black cloud.

It is the thirty-six changes of Tiangang who mastered the technique of five thunders.

General Zhijian's face was solemn, although his was also a thunder method, but it was just an ordinary thunder method, and it was naturally impossible to compare with this authentic five thunder technique.

But he didn't give up, waved his hand and pulled out a golden bow and arrow carved with a dragon and a phoenix, and a dark silver arrow was put on it, the arrow shone with a trace of gold, and the evil qi in the air instantly condensed in the arrow as if it had found its master.

The arrow from the string shot at Qi Fan in an instant.

Qi Fan wanted to dodge with a dodge technique, but the evil aura of the arrow seemed to have spirituality, instantly locking his body.

Qi Fan was ruthless in his heart, this is going to kill him. Since you're going to be a killer, don't blame me for not giving face.

I saw that he didn't dodge or dodge, holding the brick knife horizontally in front of him with his right hand, and pointing to the sky with his left hand.

A strong immortal aura burst out, and a huge black iron hammer appeared in the void, heading straight for the top of General Naojian's head.

This iron hammer is made of Nine Heavens Xuaniron, and it is the magic weapon of Qi Fan who has been refining for tens of thousands of years, and it is full of infinite immortal power.

Suddenly, a melodious sound of flute came from a distance.

Thousands of gun shadows, thousands of guards, and two black clouds fighting in the sky, including Zhijian's silver arrow and Qi Fan's giant hammer, were all as if they were stationary, hanging in the air and unable to move at all.

Qi Fan was secretly frightened.

Who has such magical powers?

I saw a handsome young man in white clothes and white armor, floating from a distance with a long howl, and suddenly, he had come between the two.

The third celestial gaze in the forehead flowed and shone brightly.

It is the Qingyuan Miaodao Erlang who is stationed at the mouth of the Guan River to show the saint Zhenjun!