"Chen San, if you have any proud treasures, use them as soon as possible. If they are not rescued, they will have to return today. Suddenly, Mo Zhiji's indifferent words sounded.

Chen San's heart shook slightly, and he nodded in response: "Follow the orders of your predecessors." ”

As soon as Mo Chengji's voice fell, his hands were separated from Jian, the bamboo slips were in the air, and an ancient decision was quickly recited in his mouth, and the gloomy atmosphere on the bamboo slips was in vain.

"Boom Guy ......"

Suddenly, an eerie and piercing ugly laughter sounded from above the bamboo slips, as if the ghost of the Yama Prefecture had detained human lives, which was terrifying.

With the laughter, wisps of gray and white breath wafted out from the bamboo slips, gathering to the place where the laughter came from above the bamboo slips.

The gray breath became more and more vigorous, and a looming gray and white fog gradually appeared in the sky above the bamboo slips, and the gray and white fog was like boiling water steaming, tumbling and twisting, and the eerie and piercing laughter from it gradually became rampant.

After a while, the bamboo slips no longer had a gray and white breath floating out, and a gray and white fog of a certain size and visible to the naked eye appeared in the sky above it.

When the gray fog no longer grew, it rolled even harder, as if something that was making a shrill laugh was trying to rush out of it.

Suddenly, the gray and white fog was silent, no longer rolling, and then a crack was cracked in it, and a calf wearing gilded purple combat boots stepped out of it, and with the stepping out of the combat boots, a cold and chilling aura emanated.

The combat boots were scarred and tattered, and the knives and axes on them were varied, like the brilliant achievements left by a horse general who had been fighting on the battlefield all year round.

Immediately afterwards, another combat boot stepped out, bringing out a mighty general wearing a full set of gilded purple pattern armor, wearing a dragon's head and spitting clouds to cover his face, hanging a Xichuan red cotton hundred flowers robe, wearing a beast-faced swallowing head chain armor, and wearing a delicate lion belt around his waist.

As soon as the military stepped out of the gray mist, the fog rushed into the sea like a long river, rushing towards the general, pouring into the gap in his armor, and in an instant, the fog disappeared from the general's body.

After the fog was completely absorbed, the general-like armor stopped its piercing laughter and let out a long ghostly moan.

Time seems to have passed a long time, but in fact, from Mo Zhi's sacrifice of bamboo slips to the appearance of the general, it has only passed two breaths.

However, the time between the two breaths was indeed a little longer than the battle between the monks. From the moment Mo Zhiji gave the order, until now, he has shot out two Tiannan Pearls, although every magic treasure that Mo Zhiji has shown is extremely powerful, but it requires a long time to prepare, and it is really difficult to be restrained in a solo monk battle, Chen San thought about it.

However, Chen San would not believe that Mo had only such a few means.

Don't be ashamed of yourself, this person is ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself, and he is a ruthless person who will do anything to achieve results. In the competition of Chen San's five-year meeting, Zhang Ketu of the Shangzhen Mountain faction used three extremely powerful defective magic weapons to deal with Chen San, and in the end, he did not hesitate to use the element of life to urge the strongest power of the defective magic weapon.

Previously, Mo Cheng was able to make no noise, and instantly used the Moribai wheel saw, which was to use his own life element to urge.

It's a pity that the time is too hasty, and even if he is close to the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, he is much stronger than Zhang Ketu, and it is difficult to use the maximum power of the inferior magic weapon in an instant.

Therefore, the blow of the Mori White Wheel Saw seemed to be extremely powerful, and it could easily cut off the wings of the King Kong Eagle, which were comparable to gold and iron, but the attack speed of this inferior magic weapon had already made people see the flaws.

If it weren't for the soul-shaking demon sound of Chen San's soul-shaking cymbals, which temporarily fixed the Vajra Eagle, otherwise, with the strange speed of the Vajra Eagle, the Sen Bai Wheel Saw would not even be able to cut a single hair.

You must know that since the defective magic weapon is called the defective magic weapon, its original form is a magic weapon, but it made a mistake during refining and failed to finalize the shape.

Usually, this kind of inferior magic weapon will have more or less various flaws, but its power, attack speed, etc., are not comparable to magic weapons.

When Chen San used the Soul Shaking cymbals, Mo Zhiji also used the Mori Bai Wheel Saw, and during the treasure flight, the Sen Bai Wheel Saw was only faster than the Soul Shock Cymbals, which were not known for their speed.

Even so, Mo Zhiji also put on an amazing deposit for this gamble with little chance of winning, and after winning, the deposit will also be lost.

Mo Zhi's appearance was originally in his thirties, but after he made a blow to Sen Bai's wheel saw, there were a few more imperceptible wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and the skin on his face was also a little less rosy and luster, and the breath of the whole person also decreased slightly, but it gave people the feeling of a little more vicissitudes and decay.

Chen San deduced that Mo had paid for nearly twenty years of his life for this, and from this, he came to the comment that this person was a ruthless person, and at the same time, he was even more looking forward to the relics of Tianhuo Zhenren. Chen San, who was originally a little skeptical of the Tianhuo Real Person Relic in Wu Yue's mouth, really believed it this time.

When Chen San threw the Tiannan Bead for the third time, the general summoned by Mo Cheng also moved.

The combat boots took a step, the entire battle armor instantly turned into a gray mist, the combat boots fell and stepped on the void, the gray mist instantly condensed, the general was already five zhang away, and then took another step, he had walked to the side of King Kong Eagle, his arms were raised, and the gray mist in the battle armor gushed out, condensing into a long-handled tiger head golden knife in his palm.

The King Kong Eagle is also worthy of being a first-class flying demon bird, even if its wings are broken, with its extremely strong manipulation of wind spiritual power, relying on the little remaining demon power in its body, it can still float in the air without falling.

Chen San's two Tiannan Zhu attacks, the first time King Kong Eagle did not dodge or dodge, and resisted with the iron feathers like battle armor on his body.

"Poof" "Poof" "Poof......

Thirteen dull crashing sounds sounded in a row, and in addition to the slight retreat of the King Kong Eagle, the eagle eyes were still so indifferent, still concentrating on continuing to control the spirit ball, hoping to destroy the treasures of these hateful people as soon as possible.

The second time the Tiannan bead was thrown, Chen San ran straight to the bird's head.

Looking at those annoying beads going and returning, a trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the King Kong Eagle, the eagle's beak pecked out again and again, eight beads were directly pecked and flew back, and five were dodged by it and hit the eagle.

The second attack only distracted King Kong Eagle slightly, delaying the contraction of the spirit ball.

The third time, before the Tiannanzhu could be hit, the general had already raised the long-handled tiger-headed golden knife and slashed at the neck of the King Kong eagle.

"It's not good! Chen San, quickly drive your magic weapon to turn!" shouted at the moment when the general's golden sword fell.

Chen San is also a flexible person, since the battle, he has never given up all kinds of small changes in the battle situation, Mo Cheng has never spoken out, he has made a sharp turn of the extremely flexible Tian Nanzhu, deviating from the original trajectory.

"Boom"

The King Kong Eagle did not make any resistance, and the eagle head that was staring at the front with scorching eyes was cut off by the general, bringing a scorching rain of blood, and at the same time, the spiritual ball not far in front of him suddenly exploded after a rapid and violent contraction.

From the moment Mo Cheng sacrificed the verdant bamboo slips, in addition to controlling the contraction of the spirit ball, King Kong Eagle also divided a part of his mind to pay attention to the changes here.

The general stepped out in the gray mist, and a cold aura arrived, and King Kong Ying already knew that his time was running out.

Although there was very little contact, the general's aura still let King Kong Ying know that under this handsome and mighty armor, there was a ghostly ghost.

If it is placed on weekdays, this ghost is difficult to entangle, and with his fast speed, the other party does not want to touch a single hair of his own.

Now, the ghostly ghost that is extremely difficult to destroy and is not afraid of pain is the biggest nemesis of himself who is not easy to do.

In a short period of time, King Kong Ying made a decision, instead of letting those hateful people abuse to death in the dodge, it was better to be more decisive, and not to dishonor the name of the upper class of demon birds.

So, I wanted to keep a miserable life, and I would find an opportunity to release another "spirit wingless" King Kong eagle, and before the general swung his knife to cut it down, he resolutely injected all the remaining life elements into the spirit ball that was still shrinking in front of him.

It was the last infusion of the life element of the King Kong Eagle, and the rapid aging and fading of the feathers outside its body, which allowed Chen San and Mo Zhiji to discover the abnormality of the King Kong Eagle in advance.

The moment the spirit ball exploded, three of Huang Dalong, Wu Yue and the others had blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, and the remaining two were pale and bloodless, obviously somewhat traumatized.

After transferring the Tiannan Pearl, Chen San no longer paid attention to the manipulation, quickly took out the Tianji Banner, and with a clenched shake of his hands, a dim spirit shield quickly expanded and covered everyone.

As soon as the spirit shield enveloped everyone, where the spirit ball exploded, a shock wave visible to the naked eye suddenly shrank, and then it rose, turning into a rolling torrent and scattering and impacting away.

"Bang"

Chen San's hands holding the banner shook suddenly, and then trembled sharply, and after half a breath, the crisp cracking sound of the spirit cover sounded, and the sound of shattering started, Chen San took the Tianji flag, and then bent his knees and knelt half, covering his head and face with both hands.

The shock wave was like a hurricane cracking blade, and after losing the protection of the spirit shield, it rushed to everyone, and suddenly, everyone realized what it was like to have the so-called thousand knives.

The shock wave pierced through the wall, and the flood flowed into the stream, and even if there were people in front of them, the people behind did not suffer much from the impact.

The shock wave lasted for a breath of time, and Chen San's previous spirit shield had already resisted half of the breath, and the only remaining half breath was the impact that everyone could bear.

The shockwave stopped, and everyone who had already knelt down when Chen San sacrificed the Tianji Banner stood up one by one, ready to check the damage they had received.

Unexpectedly, before everyone could stand up, they felt a pause under their feet, and then saw the scene below quickly close in front of them.

"This time the loss is big. Mo Zhiji's indifferent voice reached everyone's ears.