On the hillside, the magic weapon whistling and roaring are endless.

The white-faced scholar and the little monk had a very hard time coping, and now seeing Feng Botao and Zhou Shimin, who were forced by the black-robed fat man's refining corpses, ghosts and ghosts, to hide in Tibet, they almost lost the strength to resist, and their hearts suddenly became anxious.

Xue Ling was relaxed, but his lethality was limited and he couldn't hurt the enemy.

The two glanced at each other, revealing a hint of determination.

The little monk looked pained, reached out and took out the Buddha beads, threw them into the air, recited the mantra, and connected the dots with one hand.

"Bang" two times in a row, two prayer beads burst out of two dark golden luster, two Buddha phantoms, the light is sheng, one pounced on Feng Botao and others, and the other greeted the whistling cyan **.

The white-faced scholar, also not to be outdone, took out a storage bag, shook it to the ground, and with a hula, a swarthy ape-like puppet appeared and rushed towards the silver-armored warrior with a squeaky scream.

In the hands of the white-faced scholar, another ball of white mangs burst out, shooting bluestone.

Seeing the Buddha's phantom flying in, a trace of anger flashed on the face of the fat man in the black robe, this Buddha statue clearly has a strong restraint on the yin ghost, once it appears, his yin soul is basically wasted.

The snow spirit on her side, her figure was like the wind, and a refining corpse couldn't stop her at all. Fortunately, the little fox's lethality is limited, and with the help of the refining corpse, his defensive shield is basically stable.

The chirping sound was irritating to listen to, and he cursed secretly, and after a moment of silence, he shot a few tricks into the air, and suddenly several streamers flew into the fog.

At this time, the soul banner hidden in the fog of the sky, Hula showed its traces, but it did not stop, and flew directly to the place where the ghost was hiding.

The black-robed fat man beckoned to retract the spirit flag, the golden luster in his hand flashed, and a pair of double hooks shot Zhou Shimin like a poisonous snake out of a hole.

Shen Yun's face was gloomy at this moment, he had previously wanted to find an opportunity to seal the puppet with the array talisman, but who knew that since this silver-armored puppet came on the field, he went straight to the little monk and others, and he was forced to retreat by a pair of iron fists of Qingshi.

Later, I found out that this array of talismans is easy to use to seal the beast soul, but the effect of sealing the humanoid puppet is much worse, just now I saw Feng Botao and Zhou Shimin, taking turns throwing the array talisman, and it was just to contain the refining corpse for a while.

And the powerful ghost bone wolf demon didn't last long.

retreated again and again, secretly worried, although there were twin thorns of the soul, but at most the power of one blow, it was as strong as bluestone, if it couldn't make a contribution, then even the mana to escape would be gone.

The thought of running away made my heart move slightly.

glanced at the battle circle, and suddenly felt a thrill in his heart.

Secretly thinking about it, if you don't turn around and run away, considering that Qingshi hates himself deeply, once he escapes, maybe Qingshi will chase and kill him.

In this way, the remaining few people, against the fat man in the black robe, even if they can't be killed, the expulsion must be very easy, if they can hit the fat man in the black robe, then they can slip around the bluestone and return, this battle will be much easier.

Also, if the bluestone doesn't chase after it, but attacks others, won't you hurt everyone?

My heart was entangled, and before I could make up my mind, there was a voice from the south in my ears: "Brother Yun, hold back the bluestone for me for a while." ”

Shen Yun was busy responding, deliberately slowing down his pace to make Qingshi closer to him.

This is actually the sorrow of physical cultivation, and it can't fight in close combat, even if its combat power is strong, there is still no way to take the other party, unless it is exhausted.

So at this moment, seeing that Shen Yun was panting and slowing down, a hideous smile flashed on Qingshi's face, and his punches were even more violent, pointing east and west, and the fist was whirring.

Shen Yun glanced at Nantianxia, only to see that his face was solemn, his hands were pinched, and not long after, a lantern-sized fireball appeared in front of him, and his face was red.