In Zhang Jianwei's eyes, it seems that the two sides are in a stalemate again at this time, but thinking of Bai Yunke's confident appearance before, it doesn't seem like there is only such a means.

Sure enough, the previous means were not the final solution, with the collision between the red flying sword and the flying feather machete of Bai Yunke, the demon monks continued to change their formations, and the statue of Yang Zhi Nectar Bodhisattva outside became a bodhisattva with the sun in his hand, if Zhang Jianwei did not admit that he was wrong, this should be the general trend of the three saints of the East to the appearance of the Bodhisattva, the sun in her hand was shining, the outside world was originally cold, although the moon hung there, but the air was filled with an indescribable darkness, this will be the Bodhisattva statue holding the sun appeared, and the whole world became bright and warm。

And this sun not only brings warmth and light, but also a large-scale, indiscriminate attack.

It seems that because of the attribute restraint, as soon as the holy image of this Bodhisattva appeared, the surrounding area rose, and countless red lines were refined into pure aura, and the dark red flying sword gradually became a little powerless, one by one first trembled, and then was cut by the flying feather machete, and it was shattered in an uproar.

However, this flying sword was not so easy to destroy, although it broke, but before it fell to the ground, it turned into a red mist again, which was absorbed by the other flying swords around it, and then reshaped, and then came forward.

Bai Yunke smiled, looked at the scene in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, a fan appeared, which was also made of feathers, and was painted with landscapes, flowers and birds, which was extremely similar to the one that Yunhe took out before.

"Senior brother, wait a minute, I'll break some red lines for him. As he spoke, he saw a flash of white light, and the whole person flew out and disappeared.

In the next second, a mountain suddenly fell from the sky.

The white-haired ghost looked at the mountain peaks that were getting closer and closer in the sky, but still did not get up, but waved his hand, and a large piece of red rope gathered together to form a shape similar to an awl, and stabbed towards the peak.

The mountain peaks fell from the sky, with the momentum of thunder, and the red awl rushed from the ground, also with the wind that broke through the sky.

The two collided with each other, and a loud bang struck, and the mountain peak was finally blocked, and cracked in the middle, and the awl shattered into nothingness.

Baiyunke is naturally not only these means.

The flying feather machete did not stop slashing, and after the mountain peak was shattered, a long river rushed out of nothingness.

The long river is not only water, but also countless ice fragments in the water, churning rapidly, like a huge meat grinder, crushing whatever it sees, and after the river water crushes these things, all of them are assimilated, and nothing is exposed.

The white-haired ghost general raised his eyes and looked at it, and with a wave of his hand, a river of blood also flew out of the human bone cup, Zhang Jianwei stood far away, and he couldn't see it very clearly, but from his point of view, the human bone cup seemed to be empty.

A whole cup of viscous liquid, a river of blood turned into a river in the air, like a giant dragon, three times five divided by two, about to tear the ice river apart.

At this time, the dark red flying swords were all wiped out, and the group of demon monks changed their formation again, and the Bodhisattva holding the sun in his hand turned into an Arhat who stepped on the dragon, and as soon as the Arhat's feet were loosened, the dragon also rose into the air and tore together with the river of blood.

And the glacier of Baiyunke was able to breathe and continue to sweep the whole world, encountering anything, assimilating anything, leaving no one behind.

The dragon transformed by the demon monk is not real, and it even looks like a phantom, but it is also because of the attribute restraint, but it is comparable to the blood river.

The white-haired ghost general didn't seem to be in a hurry, but still sat in his chair and watched coldly.

At this time, Zhang Jianwei suddenly felt that something was wrong.

This ghost general is really too calm, the mucus in the human bone cup is almost empty, but the ghost general's face has not changed at all.

The moon in this world in front of me was hanging in the sky at the beginning, and it would go higher and higher in the sky, and at this moment, the moon was in the sky.

The whole world was dyed with silver white, and Zhang Jianwei was still in the phantom of the icon of the dragon descending Arhat at the moment, but a cold for no reason suddenly emerged from his heart.

"Senior brother, let's go quickly, get out of here first. ”

Zhang Jianwei shouted with all his might.

The white-haired ghost general glanced at Zhang Jianwei, and finally showed the first expression on his face.

A sneer.

Immediately afterwards, with a flick of his hand, the human bone cup in his hand flew towards the person here.

And everything around it began to shrink rapidly.

It seemed that the white-haired ghost was going to suck everyone on Zhang Jianwei's side into that cup.

Zhang Jianwei took out a few Xi and Fu Bao in his hand, and he didn't dare to hide his secrets at the moment.

Compared with Zhang Jianwei's nervousness, the Eighteen Demon Monks seemed to be much calmer.

Everyone was silent one by one, sitting cross-legged, and the statue in the shape of a dragon descending arhat outside changed again.

A huge statue appeared, but it did not look like the kind of temple that kneels down when entering the door, not sitting on the lotus platform, nor sleeping on the side, but pointing to the sky and the ground with one hand, and standing barefoot on the ground.

The Buddha statue appeared, and everything around it fell silent.

At this time, Bai Yunke's figure was also revealed.

The fan in his hand turned into a long sword, and the white light flowed on it, and then, Bai Yunke stabbed the sword fiercely towards the white-haired ghost general.

A flash of light appeared, and the white-haired ghost general also made a second move.

With both hands on the chair, all the surrounding scenery disappeared, leaving only squirming red lines, and then the red lines rolled towards the streamer in all directions.

The streamer moved forward inch by inch, the red line broke inch by inch, and in the end, the two disappeared together and disappeared without a trace.

The human bone cup was still floating in the air at the moment, still trying to absorb everything in front of it.

The terrifying feeling in Zhang Jianwei's heart did not disappear, and the longer it passed, the more uncomfortable it became.

It's not like that.

After thinking about it, with a wave of his hand, the Kyushu shuttle appeared, the light shone brightly, Zhang Jianwei stood in it, flew into the air, and towards the human bone cup is a Xi and Fu Bao.

After Xi and Fu Bao were activated, Zhang Jianwei felt like he was taking a round of the sun at the moment, and the scorching breath made the short hair on his body become bent in an instant.

Zhang Jianwei hurriedly threw it towards the human bone cup.

The human bone cup was fixed in mid-air by the demon monks, unable to move, and could only watch Zhang Jianwei's Xi and Fu Bao hit straight up.

As Xihe collided with the human bone cup, a visible ripple began to appear from the top of the entire world's head, striking downward in circles.

In an instant, a red line world shook collectively.