Chapter 139 Ghost Temple 8

Style: Fantasy Author: Jiang ShiwuWords: 2417Update Time: 24/01/11 12:43:34
Lu Chenzhou's eyes gradually turned cold, and Nan Mingli's anger began to gather crazily in his palms.

"I don't want to leave you in the hands of the governor anymore, considering that you already suffered the pain of being paraded on the street like a wooden donkey.

In this case, you can leave with dignity! "

"Leave with dignity? Haha, Lu Chenzhou, you are still used to being a good guy, but this time I won't just let you go!"

Yu Youwei suddenly raised her head, countless purple blood vessels appeared under her skin, and her entire face was deformed by the swelling muscles.

A pair of beautiful eyes also turned white at this moment, looking particularly terrifying.

Moreover, the arm where she was connected to the ape hand also began to grow black hair, which spread all over her body in an instant.

"Roar--!"

Yu Youwei completely transformed into a ferocious monkey demon. Her thin body contained unparalleled power, and she was able to disperse Lu Chenzhou's palm power with just one move.

"My fourth wish is to resurrect Wen Lang!"

"No, stop her quickly!"

Yan Chixia was the first to bear the brunt. The demon-slaying sword containing divine profundity directly drew a white streak in mid-air, like the pouring water of the Tianhe River, carrying tens of millions of tons of power and directly hit Yu Youwei.

"roll!!"

Yu Youwei's body suddenly grew to a height of seven or eight meters, and her whole body turned into a black vajra ape with a demonic aura.

She beat her chest and stamped her feet, and the roaring sound waves alone dispersed the brilliance of the demon-slaying sword.

"Fragments of the underworld weapon!"

Many of the people present were spirit exterminators. Although the blood in their bodies was not as good as that of the aristocratic families, they also knew some secrets about the underworld weapons.

For example, the fundamental reason that led to the destruction of Fenyin City at that time was the emergence of the underworld weapon.

It can be said that ghosts and monsters, as well as children of aristocratic families, are all attracted to ghost weapons.

"Yes, only fragments of the underworld weapon have such power."

Brother Maoshan looked at each other with burning gazes in their eyes. If they could get the fragment of the underworld weapon in Yu Youwei's body, it would be the ape hand that could make wishes come true.

The spiritual blood in their bodies will definitely be purified again, and by then they may be able to cultivate bronze blood and jump to the level of aristocratic families in one fell swoop.

"Kill her!"

The person who said this was none other than the old abbot who had always been kind-hearted and uncomplicated.

I saw that the cassock on his body was shattered by the knotted muscles, his eyes bloomed with golden brilliance, and his whole person was full of evil energy, like a mad lion.

"King Kong glared, haha, if you don't have the strength to compete with the aristocratic family for the complete underworld weapon, the remaining spirit removers can only fight to the death to grab the fragments.

In the face of the power of blood, even the Buddha's heart that has been cultivated for so many years is broken, which shows how powerful the temptation is.

But please remember that power is meant to be controlled by others. If you are obsessed with power, it is better not to use it. "

Yan Chixia had sheathed her sword at this moment, protected Wang Weian with one arm and retreated to the edge of the battlefield.

Because from this moment on, their enemy is not just Yu Youwei.

"Disciple knows."

Wang Weian stared at the battlefield with his clear eyes, and almost all the spirit removers were dispatched without fear of death.

At that time, they had never been so desperate when facing the ghosts of bride-grooming ghosts all over the mountains and plains.

For a time, those pure warriors were also shaken back by the aftermath of the spirit-killing people's attack, which did not distinguish between friend and foe. Only the four Tianyuan family heads and Lu Chenzhou were left on the battlefield.

"Old bald donkey, you are so boring. Why did you punch my brother's control talisman to pieces?"

At this moment, Brother Maoshan was suffering from the backlash due to the broken talisman. He stared at the old abbot who suddenly became extremely strong with an unkind look on his face.

"Don't think that I am stupid. If you really use Maoshan Technique to control Yu Youwei, will we people still survive?"

"Old abbot, what do you mean by this? Are you afraid that my two brothers will control the rampant Yu Weiwei and kill you in turn?

This is simply a crime to be punished! "

The two Maoshan Taoist priests said angrily.

"Fart! When the time comes, the high-strength fish Youwei will be your puppet, and the ape hand will also be pocketed as a fragment of the underworld weapon, and the wolf's ambition will be obvious!

Who here doesn’t understand the little thoughts of your fellow apprentices! "

The abbot retorted directly.

"Okay, since Maoshan wants to join in the fun, let's fight!!"

Zhang Henshui kicked his foot into the air, and his whole body was bathed in the cold moonlight. At the same time, the ink-colored literary energy around him surged, turning into swords, guns, swords and halberds and began to fire in all directions.

Bai Duo raised his hand to shatter the aftermath of his attack, and suddenly realized: "Zhang Henshui actually possesses the power of Wenxin and Bloodline at the same time. No wonder he is so powerful despite his young age."

Martial arts can make a weak person strong, so will a strong person become stronger after practicing martial arts?

Until here, Bai Duo finally understood why the Central Imperial Court recruited a large number of pure warriors and even bothered to create a first-class Lihuo Manual for them.

"Ordinary people practice the Lihuo Sutra by using fire energy as an attack method. What if they are practiced by children of aristocratic families? With their physical quality and strength, they are probably in direct contact with the source flame, right?

When the time comes, the power of the bloodline and the original fire of the Suzaku clan complement each other, and the increase in combat power is not just as simple as one plus one. "

In the final analysis, you need to be strong to strike iron. Only when your bloodline is strong can you have unlimited possibilities.

It's no wonder that Zhang Henshui, who was usually bohemian, was furious at this moment.

"Everyone, I know that the fragments of the underworld weapon are of great significance to you soul-killers, but there is one thing I hope you will keep in mind.

There is no royal land in the world, and these fragments of the underworld weapon are wanted by the imperial court.

You should stop attacking each other at this moment, and work together to suppress the demonized Yu Youwei. I, Lu, will pretend that I didn’t see what happened just now. "

Lu Chenzhou said with a gloomy expression.

"Master Lu, you are really..." Brother Maoshan raised his forehead and smiled bitterly. The next moment, he showed a ferocious look. He picked up the stainless steel sword and killed him. At the same time, he also shouted: "As long as I kill you Kill them all! Who will find out about us? Today I will ask you to see the gap between pure warriors and spirit removers!"

Brother Maoshan translated one to the left and the other to the right, and arrived in front of Lu Chenzhou almost teleporting. The long swords dancing wildly had blocked all his ways of survival.

Just when Lu Chenzhou was about to be crushed by the sword, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly lit up behind him.

"Dragon Subduing Palm!!"

I saw Yang Feng take action at the critical moment. His python-like dragon-like arms suddenly shot forward like the barrel of a cannon. The hot Yang Qi like a furnace directly gathered into a furious dragon, with a destructive and destructive force. The momentum directly swallowed up the Maoshan brothers.

clang--!

The long swords of the Maoshan brothers broke in response, and they were directly pushed back more than ten meters. Their Taoist robes were also blown to pieces, and blood lines burst out of their skin like broken ceramics.

But these injuries stopped bleeding immediately, which was the result of the spiritual blood in their bodies.

"I don't know what to fear! You two want to plot against Mr. Lu!" Yang Feng snorted coldly. Although he did not have innate Qi in his body, the Dragon Subduing Palm technique was so powerful that it was a skill that started from the outside in.

After practicing it, a special kind of Qi will be formed, which is between the Qi, Blood, Wolf Smoke and the body-protecting Gang Qi. Its power is not inferior to the innate Qi.

It can be said that the existence of the Dragon Subduing Palm technique provides the majority of warriors with the possibility of cultivating innate natural seeds from the body of the future.

"Back then, Your Majesty was able to ride across the rivers and lakes once, and now he can do it a second time. Don't forget why your Maoshan Mountain fell.

Just the two of you are worthy of challenging me! "

Lu Chenzhou's eyes narrowed, as if he was spitting out fire, and his voice was rolling like thunder, directly silencing other people who were still thinking of taking chances.