Pulling out a broken halberd under the ribs, and cutting off the head of a mole cricket with his backhand, Xiao Lan couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, and threw a blood pill in his mouth, Xiao Lan bared his teeth demonstratively at the spirit in the dark. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that he exchanged injuries for injuries to kill a mole cricket monster that was about to condense the pill, the spirits were in a commotion, and they were a little hesitant for a while.

"It's a fucking pain!" Xiao Lan asked, "Boss, there's no movement over there?"

Fu Mo shook his head.

"Damn, are you going to tire us to death?" Xiao Lan found that his tone was becoming more and more like Zhu Dachang.

Everyone is also dark, now they have become the end of the crossbow, I don't know how long they can hold on, everyone is full of holes, that is, the golden cicada is dyed with blood on the white monk's robe at this moment.

"Little monk, how long can you hold on to this turtle shell?" stopped the bleeding wound, Xiao Lan asked in a low voice.

Jin Chanzi said with a bitter face: "Amitabha, the poor monk can't hold on." ”

"Damn, it won't be!" Several people's faces changed when they heard this, it was really a house leak that happened to be raining, if they didn't even have this Buddha treasure, then they would be waiting to be torn to pieces by these spirits.

At this moment, a huge branch slapped on the shield of the Buddha Treasure again, causing the light of the Buddha Treasure to shake for a while, and even the body with the golden cicada trembled.

"It's this monster again!" Du Er scolded angrily when he saw this, he almost died under this dead branch before, and a bloody hole was pierced in his chest by it, if it wasn't for the timely rescue of Jin Chanzi and Xiao Lan and others, I was afraid that my heart would be ripped out by it.

However, his life was saved, but he also lost the strength to fight again, so he could only lie by the side of the golden cicada and honestly repair his injuries.

"Damn, it seems that a few of us are raised by our stepmother, and no one cares if we die!" Zhu Dachang scolded, one arm drooped strangely, but he used the other arm to carry a big axe to chop the dead branches outside, and Hou Jing dragged a lame leg behind him to protect him.

Fu Mo staggered to his feet, trembling his arm and pulling out the bow and arrows to shoot outward, but the light of the arrows shot out did not fly far before they were easily knocked away.

Looking at the miserable appearance of these people with a wry smile, Xiao Lan stood up, "dang", the two gongs struck each other and made a crisp sound, looking at the swarthy mountains, Xiao Lan thought: "If you don't come again, we will really have to explain here!"

With a loud shout, he rushed out, and the twin maces burst into flames again, smashing the head of a rushing spirit to pieces.

Xiongli, who was seriously injured, saw this scene and shouted: "Brothers, they are dying, kill!"

All the spirits screamed for a while, and countless black shadows poured towards Xiao Lan and the others like a tide. And the male force seemed to be incomprehensible and hated: "Granny Huai, Mr. Fu should not hide it at this time!"

There was a strange laugh in the darkness, and a huge figure flew from the sky, making Xiao Lan and the others feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts, and a sense of powerlessness rose for a while.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed through the sky, and several bucket-thick electric lights suddenly fell from the sky and fell directly around Xiao Lan and the others.

At the moment when the thunder light lit up, Xiao Lan saw an incomparably huge bat hit on the head by a bolt of lightning, and it turned into flying ashes in the blink of an eye.

A large tree full of ugly nodules burned violently in the thunder fire, the ugly body writhed violently, and countless spirits turned into ashes in the thunder punishment that fell from the sky.

"Heavenly punishment is coming, heavenly punishment is coming!" countless spirits screamed miserably, long gone with the previous viciousness, only fear and despair remained.

"Damn. It's just in time!" Xiao Lan and the others glanced at each other, feeling that the whole person seemed to be hollowed out, and breathed a sigh of relief, and crawled back into the protection of the Buddha beads.

"Boom!" Several thunderbolts lit up, and the outside of the Buddha treasure seemed to be the end of the world, and several people in the Buddha treasure wanted to laugh, but they couldn't laugh, and their hearts were full of emotion for the rest of their lives.

"Amitabha!" At this time, the golden cicada shouted a Buddha horn and said: "Fellow donors, if the little monk had persuaded him, he would have put down the butcher's knife a long time ago, how could he suffer this retribution?"

Xiao Lan listened awkwardly for a while, thinking to himself whether you, the little monk, are you persuading people to be kind, or are you gloating here, why do you sound like the latter?

"Sin!" At this time, I saw the golden cicada and said: "Amitabha, how can the little monk move his hatred, it is really a sin!"

"Uh! It turns out that the little monk hasn't lost his heart yet. Xiao Lan couldn't help but think. But he couldn't help but hear Jin Chanzi's next sentence, but he imitated Zhu Dachang's tone and said: "But it's really fucking enjoyable!"

Xiao Lan and the others all stared at the solemn golden cicada like a monster, and they all stuffed their mouths into their fists.

And at this moment, around the mountain set, the brilliance rose into the air like fireworks, and then fell heavily, but countless divine bows and feather arrows infused with immortal yuan flew like rain.

"Puff puff!" As if cutting wheat, countless spirits fell under the rain of arrows.

"Kill!" The rookies rushed from all directions in a neat queue of recruits, and the armor on their bodies lit up with golden light, as if a golden wall was backlogged towards the spirits in the center.

The sound of gold and iron clashing, and the screams of rushing and killing, converged into a music full of blood and fire in the night of the mountain.

And at this moment, seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Bian Chong said with a relaxed expression: "These rookies are also working hard, let's go down and take a look, and by the way, go and see those unlucky guys." ”

Huang Biao couldn't bear it anymore for a long time, and when he heard this, he said, "Yes, just go down and pick them up." After speaking, he flew down from the Hongmeng giant ship immediately behind Bian Chong.

At this moment, Xiao Lan and the others no longer pay attention to what is happening outside, what is the record of those recruits, for a few of them, it is someone else's experience, and it has nothing to do with them.

Their training had been over since the time the thunderbolts fell, and all they had to do now was to rest and recuperate. As for the rest, we'll wait until later.

After treating the wound briefly, several people began to sit cross-legged and sit on their knees to regulate their pranayama, and slowly began to recover the almost dry immortal yuan.

However, just when they thought it was about to end, there was a sudden noise in the ground beneath them, and before they could react, a light suddenly lit up, and the entire ground collapsed.

A figure appeared behind Xiao Lan and the others like a ghost, and sat on the back of the golden cicada's neck and said, "Originally, I just wanted to catch a few little heavenly soldiers, but I didn't expect that the real treasure was this little monk!"

"Let go of that monk!" Xiao Lan shouted and suddenly rushed towards the figure, and the moment he grabbed the corner of the man, a teleportation light lit up underground, covering the three of him together, and when the light dissipated, only an empty hole was left, and the anxious Fu Mo and the others, while he and the golden cicada were gone.