Chapter 580: Ying Long Bloodline

I also want to know how Dufa would give her a chance, and immediately acted like a wind and thunder, colliding with Huang Xiaohua without any fancy.

"Old bald donkey!

Huang Xiaohua's anger was out, the power of the blood veins was stretched, and the fist slammed, colliding with the law seal twisted by the law, only to hear the crisp sound of the void 'click', as if the mirror was broken, and then saw that with one person and one demon as the center, the violent air flow pushed outward, knocking the left prisoner cavalry to the ground, and several other arhats could not withstand the huge pressure and died.

Two quite real people's deposits, just one blow is terrifying!

This is not all, one person and one demon have the same strength, and they can't hold each other, and in the collision, there are constantly violent air currents spreading around, blowing the prisoner army formation to pieces.

"My king retreats quickly! The bald donkey deliberately did this, and if it continues like this, our army will collapse into scattered sand!"

One of the commanders of the army under the prisoners was keenly aware of this change and immediately raised his voice to be vigilant.

Sure enough, without two breaths, the tide of Buddha power has advanced a few feet, and the Arhats have continued to spread to the retreat of the prisoners, and if this encirclement is successful, today's battle will be completely defeated. Although the slaughter of 30,000 prisoners was exhaled, Buddhism also had to pay a great price.

But this disciple of the Buddha Sect, after death, can all return to the Luo realm and be protected by the Three Holy Buddhas, how can he be compared to being imprisoned? Although his strength is slightly inferior, he is more fanatical. For devout believers, returning to the holy realm is one step closer to the Buddha, how can they not be fanatical.

Huang Xiaohua quickly woke up, the breath of the ancient beast on her body was condensed to the extreme, and in the next breath, a roar like a dragon and a non-dragon came out of her mouth, and the sound shook for thousands of miles, causing the aura emitted by the seven-ring tin staff to be dispersed.

The heavenly dome immediately sensed the Arhat breath below.

"Boom!"

The heavenly dome began to condense the clouds, causing a slight confusion in the foothills of the Buddhist army. Then there was a loud noise, but Fadu saw that it was not good, and immediately did not entangle with Huang Xiaohua, but only used force to force Huang Xiaohua to retreat, and flew back with this huge force.

Huang Xiaohua saw that the opportunity could not be missed, her figure suddenly rose into the air, there were black lines on her face, and the "Demon Refining Sutra" she cultivated, condensed one hundred and eight acupoints, and smoothly returned to the ancestral vein, which is a symbol of the ancestral vein.

Without two breaths, she circled twice in mid-air, and her body swelled, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a dragon with black wings on its back and long and strong limbs, its body was draped in black scales, black eyes, and a triangle on the top of its head, a single horn rose into the sky, and its double horns were backwards, and the dragon's tail was like a huge steel whip, ten zhang long.

"Roarโ€”"

Ying Long reappeared in the Badlands and let out an earth-shattering dragon roar. But seeing its huge dragon tail swinging, it roared and swept away the arhats who were surging around the flanks of the prisoners, and the screams came one after another.

Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, the army of prisoners immediately rushed towards the way out that Huang Xiaohua swept out.

"It's now!"

Before crossing the law, he had already felt the roots of Huang Xiaohua clearly, and at this time, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he immediately burst into a deep cheer.

In the next breath, in the tide of Buddha power, a figure rushed out again, and it turned out to be a Bodhisattva whose cultivation was comparable to that of a real person. The visitor looked older, with an old face wrinkled and full of wrinkles. He opened a pair of cloudy eyes, folded his hands, and made an old and hoarse voice: "Immeasurable Buddha! Demon Ying Long, now on the orders of my Buddha, come to collect you, don't kneel down quickly!"

His cloudy eyes, blooming with incomparable light, as if containing endless wisdom in the world, this is a monk who has cultivated several eons, his heart may not be bad, and he can be trusted to serve the Buddhist scriptures to the point of madness.

Every time Huang Xiaohua moved, the violent Gangfeng followed, sensing the old monk, she turned around angrily, and the wind rushed towards the old monk.

The old monk's face was expressionless, and when his arms moved, his sleeve robe slipped off, revealing a pair of dry arms, and his hands were in the shape of flowers: "Bad karma King Kong!"

"Whoosh-"

Before the wind arrived, the wind and thunder rose on the flat ground, turning into a black and heavy bad karma breath, attached to the old monk.

"Bang-"

An earth-shattering loud bang sounded, and all the winds were blocked, only to see that the old monk turned into an angry-eyed King Kong, and his huge figure was not inferior to Huang Xiaohua.

"The demon kneels down!" King Kongkou let out a panicked voice, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Huang Xiaohua could not be easily subdued, and the two were fighting in mid-air, but neither of them could help anyone.

However, she was restrained, and the army of prisoners under her immediately fell into a bitter battle, and seeing that the encirclement was formed, the army of prisoners must suffer heavy losses, and there was not one out of ten. Huang Xiaohua felt a trace of remorse, regret that she shouldn't have been so reckless, and refuted Gao Yang's advice, otherwise she wouldn't have ended up in such a situation.

If she listened to the Demon Emperor's persuasion on weekdays and read more Terran classics, she would know that leading the troops to fight was by no means a brainless charge. This time she was in a desperate situation, one of her recklessness and recklessness was that she didn't know how to use people. The commander of the Gray Horn Battalion only knows how to be powerful and good on weekdays, and most of his subordinates are people who tend to be inflammatory. This is not exclusive to the human race, and in the demon race, such demons are also innumerable.

How does this generation of demons lead the troops? And as the commander of the battle-ready place, tens of thousands of demon soldiers survived in his thoughts, and now he was ambushed and scattered, it can only be said that it is one thing to be strong, but it is another thing to lead the troops to fight.

The demon clan worships the strong, and it is the strong who ascends. And war is the fastest way to sharpen a stubborn stone, I believe that Huang Xiaohua will have an understanding after this battle.

Gossip is suspended, seeing that the encirclement is about to be completed, Huang Xiaohua is looking at it, anxious in her heart, this old monk is struggling to get rid of it in a short time?

At this moment, the tide of Buddha power that rose to the sky suddenly became disordered, and countless faint Buddha power was wiped out.

The cavalry army was not so easy to get along with, and immediately rushed left and right, tearing a gap in the encirclement, and a commander sounded the horn of the whole army to retreat.

In the right wing of the beast battalion, hearing this horn, he understood that something had happened on the battlefield of the headquarters, this commander was different from the commander of the gray horn battalion, he was a demon who knew the wit and wisdom, and immediately left two parts behind, and led more than 6,000 demon troops to the headquarters to help the prisoner cavalry retreat.

His spiritual sense was not affected by the tide of Buddha power, but he saw a little raccoon demon who didn't know how to quietly blend into the Buddha's disciples, and cast an inexplicable illusion, which made many Buddhas or Buddhas collapse, or faint.

He was furious, and immediately shouted: "Who put this little demon into the big array, why don't you quickly accept him with me!"

He was struggling to maintain the seven-ring tin staff, and he lacked skills, so he couldn't help but grit his teeth a little, seeing that he had made a meritorious contribution in one fell swoop, but was broken by this accident, he couldn't maintain his normal heart.

"Hahahaha, Buddhism is nothing more than that!"