Chapter Seventy-Four: Foreign Aid
Wen Muwei heard Zhang Jianwei's voice, she was very anxious, but she couldn't do anything, she would listen to Zhang Jianwei's words to help him, three steps and two steps, and rushed down from the upstairs quickly.
As soon as he rushed down, he heard the sound of heavy objects falling on the ground in the garden outside, and when he turned around, he saw his father lying in the bushes, looking embarrassed, but he came to his senses.
"Dad, are you okay?" Wen Muwei asked with concern as she helped her father up.
"It's okay, let's go, this place can't stay. Wen Muwei's father struggled to get up, patted his body, and recalled the moment he flew out of the window, he saw Zhang Jianwei almost turned into a figure and fought with a monster that didn't look like a good thing, just glanced at it, and had already decided to leave quickly.
"How is Zhang Jianwei? ”
"I don't know, but if he can't do anything, we'll just make a mess of it. ”
"Dad, I can't go, I called Zhang Jianwei, no matter if he is dead or alive, I can't leave like this. ”
"Fool! you let you go, just because you don't want you to have an accident, I promise you, even if I scatter all my wealth in the future, I will definitely help Zhang Jianwei avenge it!"
"Dad!" Wen Muwei still wanted to say something.
Suddenly there was a flash of light on the second floor, followed by a loud bang.
"Let's go!" Wen Muwei's father got up with a roll, and ran out as soon as he pulled Wen Muwei.
Sister Zhang in the room also heard that something was wrong and ran out.
At this moment, there is no one else in the entire villa.
Zhang Jianwei, who was in the room on the second floor, gasped.
Fang Cai took the opportunity to take a picture of the thunder talisman on the mountain god, and the thunder talisman detonated, but it did not achieve the expected effect.
After a flash of light, the thunder appeared, the silver snake drilled around him, and the red streamer gradually faded, but after the lightning disappeared, the red streamer counterattacked more violently.
An explosion sounded, Zhang Jianwei was pushed away, the true qi in his body was agitated, and a sense of powerlessness appeared in his whole body.
Looking at the thing in front of him that couldn't be beaten and couldn't run, Zhang Jianwei was a little speechless.
There's no way, since the thunder charm worked just now, let's try again.
Just so tirelessly flew up, sticking symbols, exploding, pushing back, and stepping forward again.
Attack after attack, gradually, it seems that the red streamer is controlled within a certain range, and there is no change.
Zhang Jianwei has only one thunder talisman on his body.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddha horn came from outside the building, and then, a small swastika appeared, bang, and hit the mountain god.
The mountain god didn't move, and even wanted to sneer a little.
It's like a mosquito staring at it, and it doesn't hurt or itch.
Then a swastika, the golden light floated in, a bit like the mosquitoes under the street lamps in summer, gathered together, although silent, but gave people an illusion of covering the sky.
The mountain god has not completely transformed, and is still trapped in place, the red light on his body churning rapidly, and then he is surrounded by swastikas.
Obviously, the face that was originally full of green mangs is even greener.
This swastika doesn't hurt people, but it's really, a little, disgusting.
The circle of swastikas gradually turned into a chain, entangled the mountain god, and circled it.
Zhang Jianwei seized the opportunity, first of all, a lock spirit talisman was patted up.
Lock spirit talisman, the outside can control the enemy, the inside can defend himself, this one was taken, the golden light flashed, obviously isolating him from the interaction with the outside world.
But quickly, the golden light was consumed.
It's not that I didn't want to try the effect of the Soul Lock Talisman just now, but I was busy attacking and didn't care about it, but there would be a helper from outside, and I also had a chance to try the effect.
The effect is, but not much.
However, Zhang Jianwei still has a lot of lock talismans in his hands, leaving three pieces of self-defense, and the rest of the brain is all slapped on his body.
This will finally show its power, the golden light is connected, the grievances have nowhere to go, hovering and not dispersing, Zhang Jianwei knocked a lot of sticks.
It's a pity that whether it's the golden light of the lock talisman or the chain of swastikas, it didn't last long.
The mountain god didn't know what method was used, the whole person became extremely huge, standing up to the sky, although he still couldn't move, but the huge body broke the chain of the swastika at once, leaving only the golden light of the lock spirit talisman to be connected, but it was also precarious.
The sound of chanting outside gradually faded, and then the figure flashed, and a middle-aged monk, holding a demon pestle, nailed towards the mountain god.
The Buddha's light spread on the demon pestle, and the mountain god was finally beaten.
The mountain god was trapped, and the demon pestle was stuck in him, and the middle-aged monk also felt a little powerless, so he simply put it down, stepped aside, sat down cross-legged, and began to chant loudly.
Zhang Jianwei didn't understand the meaning of the scriptures, he only felt a majestic scorching breath begin to emanate from the demon pestle, and gradually, the demon pestle became bright and hot, and the mountain god showed a painful appearance for the first time.
Zhang Jianwei was not to be outdone, his true anger recklessly poured into the Immortal Staff, the Immortal Staff, the Immortal Staff, emitted a rare light, Zhang Jianwei flew up, and from top to bottom towards the mountain god is a stick.
Coincidentally, the demon pestle actually moved inexplicably, spun on its own, and was hit by Zhang Jianwei all at once.
In Zhang Jianwei's stunned, the demon pestle was beaten into the body of the mountain god, leaving a hole on his body, and green mucus rolled inside, like blood.
The mountain god cried out in pain.
With this opening, Zhang Jianwei threw out the stick shadow like crazy, with a crack, there was a flaw in the attack, the previous strong defensive ability was torn apart at this time, and the resentment of the outside world was blocked by the lock spirit charm, there was no supplement, and he could only rely on his own recovery and hard resistance, obviously, this kind of blow exceeded his bearing.
The skin on his body began to roll off, the red and green light became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared, and the entire mountain god began to become as sad and unwilling as the old man he first saw.
Then, Zhang Jianwei's last thunder talisman was slapped up, and there was a bang.
Finally, a green light lit up on the mountain god's body, and finally, the whole person became transparent, and the demon pestle on his body fell to the ground with a clang.
"That's it, that's it, after all, it can't live up to the destiny of heaven, so let's go. "The mountain god seems to have let go of everything, with relief.
"Who the hell are they?!" Zhang Jianwei gasped, but finally shouted.
"They are a group of old immortals who are unwilling to be lonely in the world, and now they are planning big things, and they don't have the energy to care about you for the time being, so they asked me to take you back, which is my vote, but unfortunately I lost, and in a short time, there should be no one left. "The figure of the mountain god gradually faded and thinned.
"Who the hell are you!?"
"I, I am the mountain god of Caixiang Mountain, Leshu. Before the mountain god dissipated, a streamer flew out and shot towards Zhang Jianwei, Zhang Jianwei wanted to stop it, but he didn't stop it, it passed through the golden light of the spirit lock talisman and directly disappeared into Zhang Jianwei's brain.