If a fight is inevitable, do your best.

The snake demon boy and the small stone are as steady as a reef, the sword is bright, and they resist the surging ghost tide with their divine power, relying on each other to rise and fall in the ghost tide, and they are murderous!

"Hiss~!"

The ring-headed knife is buzzing!

Use dragon energy to create evil slaying attributes and slaughter ghosts and evil zombies!

Simple horizontal slash! The half-moon sword qi swept through a clearing and slashed fiercely! The powerful demon was divided into two halves.

Ring head knife, slender straight and strong sharp, fierce and practical, the most suitable for the use of ring head knife in battle formation, heavy enough, other types of light knife soldiers can fight alone, encounter a large battle to have a break, tragic fierce battle also has to be reliable.

As the number of demons slain increases, the sword becomes even more powerful.

The more the ring head sword fights, the more spiritual it becomes, and perhaps the sword spirit will soon be born and turned into a divine weapon.

Next to it, the heart of the small stone is red, and the blood vessels on the surface of the body appear dark red, full of power!

Xiaoshi was originally very short and had the appearance of a child, but after becoming crazy, he actually turned into a cold young man, with angry eyebrows and a bald head.

Originally, the monk's robe was small on his body, and the muscles of his arms and legs were solid, and he grabbed the evil ghost with his bare hands and tore it alive......

Fierce, irritable, and has known Bai Yujun for many years, and has been contaminated with many dragon habits.

The punching and kicking moves are simple, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Defend against the demons of endless hell that come like a tidal wave.

The little stone and the snake demon boy were protected in front of Lao Huixian, not retreating, repeatedly being overwhelmed by the scarlet demons, and forcing the demons back countless times, if it weren't for the need to protect the master, he would have started killing a long time ago!

Qing Ling makes a sword, a long cyan skirt with long black hair, pure yang swordsmanship, sword qi is like frost, and it is like a streamer threading a needle.

The dark green sword qi slashed, and the group of evil ghosts was wiped out in succession!

The long-faced Heavenly King fought against the thin and dry corpse, and the Heavenly Army Immortal will fight in style, and the battlefield is constantly changing......

From the ground to the gray sky, and then to the ground.

At the moment when the emaciated corpse fell to the ground, the ground suddenly stirred up dust!

The iron ball appeared silently behind the dry corpse, wearing a hood, his face hidden in the shadows and his expression could not be seen clearly, and the scimitar of both hands hit the ground with a very fast double attack!

The dried corpses that had been attacked threw their heads up and howled hoarsely.

"Whew......"

The Long-faced Heavenly King seized the opportunity to attack violently, forcing the dry corpse to recover from his injuries.

The dust exploded in the tide of evil ghosts, countless evil ghosts were bounced up with their claws, and iron balls in gray strong clothes shuttled through the evil ghosts, their bodies flashed, and the curved blades cut through one evil ghost after another!

Fall to the ground, disappear.

From time to time, sudden killings erupt in the group of evil spirits, and there is no pattern to speak of.

The masters of Zhuquan Temple are creating opportunities for Lao Huixian.

After the attack on Zhuquan Temple, the original life was broken, and there is only one goal for this initiative, not to destroy powerful demons, but to completely suppress the hell cracks at the source of the disaster and cut off the scourge, there may be many hell cracks in the world, it doesn't matter, one by one suppression is.

Others don't want to take risks, and someone has to stand up and do what needs to be done.

The snake demon boy and the little stone open the way.

Lao Huixian was protected by all the masters in the middle, and walked step by step towards the cracks of hell and the abyss......

When the ring head knife could no longer open the way forward, the emaciated old monk stopped, sat cross-legged with his hands folded, and closed his eyes and silently recited the scriptures in disregard of hell.

"Contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom, when he walks in deep prajnaparamita. ”

"See that the aggregates are empty, and overcome all suffering. ”

“......”

The emaciated corpse suddenly wailed in pain, and the demons who were climbing up from the cracks of hell seemed to be pulled back to hell by some kind of force, and on the cliff wall, dense claws waved wildly, no matter how much they scratched, they couldn't stop retreating!

The hellfire was dragged back into the cracks.

The emaciated corpse yelled.

"It's that old monk ......! Kill ...... Kill him!"

In an instant, movable scarlet demons flocked to Old Hye-hyun from all directions.

The pressure of the masters of Zhuquan Temple has increased, the snake demon boy has swung the ring head knife to the extreme, every swing to destroy a demon, the small stone is almost buried by the ghost, the long-faced heavenly king struggles to attack the dry corpse to disturb his command, and the iron ball changes its strategy to manipulate the clay puppet to defend against the enemy.

At this time, Qingling shined.

With your feet floating off the ground, your long hair flying, and your hands stamped on your chest, you'll be able to perform your sword skills with all your might!

The dark green sword shuttled quickly, too fast, and when you looked down from the sky, you could see a zigzag green line in the group of evil spirits, accurately passing through every evil ghost that approached, weaving a barrier to prevent the evil ghosts from approaching.

Old Huixian is merciful and compassionate, and the scriptures are loud.

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it. ”

"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. ”

The demons of hell suffered even more, and they were dragged back to hell step by step......

In order to fight against the sound of the scriptures, the ghosts howled violently, and countless evil ghosts even caused the sky to be gray and lifeless!

Old Hye-hyun calmly did not move.

He was very poor, and a coarse cloth monk's robe could be worn for decades, and he often sewed and mended under an oil lamp.

There is no golden glitter, and there are no treasures.

Even his favorite beads are made by monkey carpenters.

The complexion is yellow and wrinkled all over the age spots, the eye bags are very deep, the pores on the nose are large, the lips are chapped and chapped, the palms are rough and thick calluses, and the finger joints are thick all year round.

The voice of the old scriptures is very clear, and it travels far and wide.

"Therefore, we know that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, a supreme mantra, a mantra of unequal, which can remove all suffering, and it is true and true......."

If you look at the ground from the clouds.

The area enveloped by the fire of hell shrank dramatically.

Qingling Iron Ball and the others were overjoyed when they saw this, and with more effort, they would soon be able to suppress the cracks and return the party to a clear level.

However, many things are always difficult to achieve.

The crack in the hell as wide as a canyon suddenly shook, and the evil ghosts who had been dragged back to hell seemed to have increased their strength, grabbed the cliff wall and climbed out again, and there were ghosts more terrifying than dry corpses passing through the barrier!

Old Hye-hyun frowned, continued to chant the scriptures, and stalemate with the Great Terror......

The dried corpses laughed rampantly.

"Old monk, you can't stop it!~!"

The long-faced Heavenly King felt the terrifying aura in the crack and his face was full of bitterness, but unfortunately, the monkey was not there, if it was here, maybe it would swing a stick directly into hell, right?

Iron balls appear on high slope tops.

Looking at the scene in the cracks of hell, his shoulders collapsed weakly.

"I don't have to do it......"

In the wide crack, a huge scarlet head slowly rose, a behemoth.

Followed by shoulders and two blood-red muscular arms, bloody, ugly, terrifying, maybe the strength of the huge ghost thing is not as strong as the dry corpse, but this thing feels more destructive and terrifying.

The demons still howled.

The snake demon boy looked at Lao Huixian and considered whether to carry the old monk to retreat strategically.

Suddenly, Qing Ling looked up.

"My sister is here. ”

Iron Ball smiled.

"Boss Bai, we won't lose. ”

The terrifying demon was still crawling out, and the crack was far from being able to meet the conditions for it to pass through, so it could only squeeze over slowly little by little, and suddenly, it felt that something was not right!