The eight-armed fierce ghost knife slashed down, shattering the Dharma Protector General. The Dharma Protector God will turn into Taoist green smoke and disappear into Lin Zhao's hands to raise the divine flag, and his cultivation will not be able to come out.

Lin Zhao mobilized the incense from the City God's Law Seal and poured it into the Cultivation Flag, but his eyes were still on the eight-armed fierce ghost.

After slashing the Dharma Protector Divine General, the eight-armed fierce ghost suddenly felt a powerful pulling force.

It roared with its head up, its eyes shining fiercely.

Eight arms rotated, and he actually drilled into the picture scroll of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

"It's done!"

Han Wujian was overjoyed.

In the picture scroll, the 'Lingjian Mountain', which is most in line with her heart, fell from the sky and suppressed the eight-armed fierce ghost!

The power of a mountain is something that even masters such as the Deadwood Monk can't compete with.

Although the eight-armed fierce ghost is stronger than the deadwood monk, Lingjian Mountain is also taller than Heping Mountain.

Repression!

Repression!

Everyone only saw that the eight-armed ghost was taken by the picture scroll of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. Lingjian Mountain pressed down and disappeared.

It's just that everyone looked at Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao's face did not move, and there was no joy.

They were stunned in their hearts, and then looked at Han Wujian again.

Han Wujian frowned, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

Chu Wenyao raised his head and looked into the air.

I saw the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the air trembling. In the painting, Lingjian Mountain is constantly shaking, and it seems that there is a horror under the mountain.

There is indeed a horror at the foot of the mountain!

Eight-armed Fierce Ghost!

Rumble!

With an earth-shattering roar, the eight-armed fierce ghost knife arm danced wildly, jumped up from under Lingjian Mountain, and smashed Lingjian Mountain.

Immediately.

Behind it, a pair of eyes swept through the scroll, which was terrifying.

"Poof!"

Han Wujian bore the brunt of the attack.

First of all, Lingjian Mountain was destroyed, and the mind was traumatized. was swept by the eyes of the eight-armed fierce ghost again, oppressing his mind.

Suddenly, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out.

Unsustainable!

Bang!

In the air, a gap opened in the picture scroll of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

The eight-armed ghost jumped out, and the eight-armed demon danced wildly towards Han Wujian.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Zhao took Han Wujian behind him, and gave him several Divine Cultivation Pills, which made him recover his mental trauma.

"Chu Wenyao!"

At the same time, he ordered Chu Wenyao to make a move.

"Hurry!"

Chu Wenyao did not hesitate to sacrifice a picture scroll of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Like Han Wuji, the scroll stretched across the sky, blocking the eight-armed fierce ghost. The eight-armed fierce ghost was about to kill Han Wujian, but he crashed headlong into the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

White Feather Mountain!

Repression!

......

Still the same result.

The eight-armed fierce ghost broke through the White Feather Mountain and came out.

Chu Wenyao was injured and retreated!

"Wang Rui!"

......

"Xu Yanzhe!"

......

"Fang Siyuan!"

......

Lin Zhao was not in a hurry, and used wheel warfare to keep the eight-armed fierce ghost in place.

The eight-armed fierce ghost smashed one mountain peak after another, and broke nine volumes of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains one after another.

The body is slightly darker, but the eyes behind it are even more terrifying.

The fire of anger burns and can burn the firmament.

Han Wujian, Chu Wenyao, Wang Rui and other nine and eight-rank gods sat behind Lin Zhao, unable to fight again.

"Cai Chang'an!"

"Wan Xinghua!"

"Ethereal!"

"Sacrifice thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!"

Lin Zhao shouted in a deep voice.

The three of them didn't dare to hesitate, and the three picture scrolls were thrown out, trapping the eight-armed fierce ghost.

Previously, the consumption of Han Wujian, Chu Wenyao and others was effective.

Although the eight-armed fierce ghost broke the seal of the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Scroll, it also consumed a lot of strength. The way the eight-armed ghost uses its strength is rough, and in this confrontation between brute force and skillful force, I don't know how much waste is caused.

Not in contrast.

Now.

In the face of the thousand-mile picture scroll sacrificed by Cai Changan and other nine-rank gods, it was as if he was in a quagmire for a while, and it was difficult to move.

Lin Zhao didn't stop, and said in his mouth, "Yin soldier attack!"

The three commanders received the order, and shouted at the same time—

"Attack!"

Three battalions of 60,000 Yin soldiers, bending bows and shooting arrows like rain.

The rain of arrows baptized and covered the eight-armed ghost.

These arrows are all made by the craftsmen of the Songxi Divine Court, and they are mainly made of various negative materials, which can be used as the standard weapons of the Yin soldiers.

One round!

Two rounds!

Three!

Three arrows rained down, and 60,000 arrows fell, piercing the eight-armed ghost into a hedgehog.

After three rounds.

Three more rounds!

......

So.

"Roar!"

The eight-armed ghost roared angrily, and the eight-armed danced to resist the rain of tens of thousands of arrows.

It exploded its potential, rushed desperately, and smashed the three-way three-volume thousand-mile map to pieces.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The magic weapon was destroyed, and Cai Changan and the three of them coughed up blood, looking depressed.

"Step aside!"

Lin Zhao flicked his sleeves and rolled the three of them to Han Wujian and the other nine gods.

Twelve gods, all kneeling on the ground, badly wounded and unable to fight.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The eight-armed ghost broke away from his anger, and his eight arms slammed into the air, intending to shatter the void.

Countless sharp arrows burst back on his body, shooting thousands of Yin soldiers!

The Yin soldiers were formal, and there was instant chaos.

"Go!"

Lin Zhao snapped his fingers continuously, and the Yin barracks carrying 60,000 Yin soldiers shrank, turning into a palm-sized turn in front of Cai Changan and the three of them.

Repeated consumption.

The eight-armed fierce ghost has reached its limit, and there is no need to bury the life of the Yin soldier in vain.

Lin Zhao made a move!

I saw him holding a divine flag in his hand, and the banner moved as he wished, sweeping towards the eight-armed fierce ghost.

The eight-armed fierce ghost is unabated, and the eight-armed flamboyant flung wildly, wanting to smash the god flag.

"Sleepy!"

Lin Zhao pinched the seal in his hand, and the divine power in the Divine Cultivation Banner exploded, instantly turning into a curtain of the sky, trapping the eight-armed fierce ghost.

Up and down, in all directions, they are surrounded by flags!

There is no escape!

Bang bang bang!

The eight-armed ghost attacks furiously.

There is a tendency for the god to burst open.

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand to point-

"Hurry!"

The City God's Dharma Seal descended from the sky, hitting the back of the eight-armed fierce ghost in the heart, smashing it to pieces.

Only then did the god flag stabilize.

The eight-armed ghost is like the god of war in the underworld, and even so, it is still violent.

Lin Zhao was unmoved.

The seal of the city god was smashed again and again.

or in the back of the heart, or smash the door of the head, or collide with its eight arms.

The Cultivation Banner slowly contracted, the oppressive force was stronger, and the range of movement of the eight-armed fierce ghost was smaller.

I don't know how long it took.

I only know that the power of the incense in the City God's Law Seal is consumed, and most of the divine power in the Divine Cultivation Banner is also consumed.

Finally.

The eight-armed ghost could no longer support it.

The City God's Seal was smashed down for the last time, and the eight-armed demon burst open violently, blasting into pieces.

The Fierce Ghost Fragment is spiritual, and even then, it must be reunited to regenerate the eight-armed Fierce Ghost.

Lin Zhao's eyes flashed, and the Divine Cultivation Banner tightened instantly.

The little flag snorted and sucked all the shards of the demon into the flag.

Bang bang bang!

Click, click, click!

In the flags of self-nourishing, there was the sound of thudding and eating.

The eight-armed fierce ghost was actually ingested into the nourishing god flag by Lin Zhao and fed to the Dharma Protector General!

......

The battle in the underworld was tragic.

The twelve Positive Eight Rank Gods were injured, nine top-notch magic weapons were damaged, and three top-notch magic weapons were destroyed.

It is easy to say that the mind is damaged, and the magic weapon is damaged, and I don't know how long it will take to conceive and recuperate, so as to recover the power.

Each volume of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is painstakingly refined by Lin Zhao.

Three of them became disposable ritual vessels.

The eight-armed ghost is strong, which opened the eyes of the gods, and it was even a cold sweat.

The Dharma Protector will be terrifying, not an opponent.

The gods urged the scrolls of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and they were broken one after another.

Sixty thousand Yin soldiers were baptized by a rain of arrows, but they were shattered by the eight-armed fierce ghost and restricted it in three volumes of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Ultimately.

Lin Zhao made a move, smashed it violently with the city god law seal, and trapped the enemy with the god flag.

Protracted post-war.

to destroy it.

With such strength, I am afraid that even the Venerable of the Fire Tribulation Realm is not as good as it.

Lin Zhao almost used all the means to kill him.

This is still the case of the eight-armed fierce ghost being irritable and unwise.

If it has the wisdom of ordinary people, it is even more difficult to deal with.

"Definitely!"

Lin Zhao threw out the City God's Law Seal, fixed it above the swamp and bad water, and immediately looked at Han Wujian and the others, and said, "Qing and others have worked hard, go back to Songxi County to recuperate from their injuries first." ”

"Whoa!"

Twelve men answered, but they were still weak.

Lin Zhao nodded, and the City God's Law Seal spun in the air, absorbing the twelve people and sending them back to the Songxi Domain.

And Lin Zhao stayed where he was, his eyes falling on the place where the eight-armed fierce ghost jumped out!