"Fortunately nothing happened." Zhou Wen felt that Di Ting's mood slowly calmed down and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Every time Di Ting broke her earring, it gave Zhou Wen a very bad feeling. If it wasn't for the fact that he had no other choice, Zhou Wen would not let Di Ting fight with his broken earring.
But in this situation, there is no other way. Zhou Wen has already used all the combat power that can be used, and there is really no way to worry about so much.
Once the Garuda died, Zhou Wen no longer had any worries. It was just a pity that no accompanying eggs or dimensional crystals were found in the Garuda.
Holding the golden sword tightly, Zhou Wen rushed towards the monk-clothed skeleton, and at the same time summoned the mighty Vajra Bull, letting it use the soul-suppressing bell as an aid to besiege the monk-clothed skeleton together.
Without the assistance of the crystal, the strength of the monk's skeleton dropped a lot. Under siege, it was stunned by the soul-suppressing bell. Zhou Wen took the opportunity to slash at it with a sword, cutting off one of its leg bones, causing its actions to change. A lot slower.
An Sheng also took the opportunity to perform the Ding Zi Jue. Although the Ding Zi Jue was not able to completely freeze the skeleton's body, it also caused it to pause for a moment.
The tyrant Behemoth's body grew larger and he directly used the mountain-swallowing skill to swallow the monk's skeleton in one gulp.
Boom, boom, boom!
Zhou Wen saw Tyrant Behemoth's stomach beating like a drum, but after a while there was no movement.
"Finally done!" Zhou Wen didn't dare to relax and turned to look at Fo Mie. Sure enough, he saw the white hair on his forehead flickering again, and suddenly another Buddha's light fell.
In the Buddha's light, the monk's skeleton and the Garuda were bathed in the Buddha's light again, and their bodies gradually condensed and took shape.
Although he had expected it, Zhou Wen's expression was still ugly. He turned around and looked at the corpse of the Garuda he had just killed, and saw that the corpse was still scattered on the ground in pieces and had not disappeared.
"Damn it, what kind of power does that Buddha-killing Baihao Xiang have? It can actually resurrect a mythical creature out of thin air..." When Zhou Wenzheng was feeling depressed, something even more horrifying happened to him.
What was reborn in the Buddha's light were not only the skeletons in monk robes and the golden-winged bird, but also the two golden war-god halberds that Zhou Wen had been killed with.
It's just that the two golden war-god halberds that were resurrected have no connection with Zhou Wen, let alone be controlled by him.
"We are both guardians, but why is Fo Mie so much stronger than the Seraphim? What the hell kind of ability is this? Could it be that any creature that died near him, or even a companion pet, could be resurrected by him and used by him? ?" Zhou Wen secretly guessed in his heart: "If this is really the case, why are we fighting? We can just surrender and commit suicide. There is no way we can win unless we kill the Buddha first."
However, Zhou Wen was also a little moved. It was quite refreshing to think about the ability of such a bug. If he could obtain it, he could have these abilities.
It's a pity that Fo Mie may not be willing to make a contract with him. Even if he is, Zhou Wen is not willing to make a contract like this.
His companion pet demon baby has signed a master-servant contract. It would be too shameful for him to sign a guardianship contract.
While Zhou Wen was thinking, the skeleton in monk's clothes, the golden-winged bird, and the two golden war-god halberds had already rushed over. It was obvious that the golden war-god halberd had disowned them and wanted to destroy Zhou Wen and the others.
Zhou Wen had no choice but to summon Tingting and let it remove the restriction of one earring and continue fighting.
Zhou Wen himself faced the Golden War God Halberd. With his understanding of the Golden War God Halberd, he quickly used the Golden Hegemon Sword to cut off the two golden War God Halberds.
Over there, Diting was still fighting to the death with the Garuda. The tyrant Behemoth was dragging his exhausted body to fight against the skeletons in monk robes. Ansheng, Qinghong Feijian, and Bald Parrot were all helping.
Zhou Wen originally wanted to rush forward to help, but he thought that even if he killed them, it would be useless, as the Buddha would still resurrect them.
"These resurrected mythical creatures look no different from the previous mythical creatures, or even companion pets. Are they really the same as their original bodies?" Zhou Wen opened the Eye of the Prison King and looked at the Garuda and the Skeleton in Monk Clothes. At a glance, I wanted to try it and see if I could find any differences.
There was a vertical mark between Zhou Wen's eyebrows, which looked like a third eye, but there were no pupils in that eye. It seemed to be connected to hell, and there were faint sounds of ghosts crying and gods howling.
Even if you look at it with the eyes of the Prison King, you can't see any difference between these resurrected mythical creatures and their previous bodies.
They look no different from real creatures. They also have invisible flames on their bodies, and they look quite thick.
While Zhou Wen was observing, Di Ting was so stimulated that he almost went berserk.
Zhou Wen thought for a while and rushed towards the skeleton in monk's clothing, intending to get rid of the skeleton in monk's clothing first, and then let the tyrant Behemoth help Di Ting share some of the pressure.
"Where did the Demon Infant go? Why haven't I seen her take action?" Zhou Wen was a little surprised. He sensed the position of the Demon Infant and found that she was hiding in the ruins and secretly looking at the Buddha who was sitting cross-legged in the sky.
"So she wants to destroy the Buddha? I don't know if it can be done. Although the demon killer is also a guardian, why does he feel so weak? It seems that he is not as good as a seraph." Zhou Wen was a little worried.
If the demon infant attacks Buddha and is killed by Buddha in turn, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Zhou Wen is still very optimistic about the future of the Demon Infant. He has been waiting for the day when she returns to the myth and is not willing to risk her death.
If Sha Mo knew that Zhou Wen thought this way, he would be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood and faint in the toilet.
Killing Demon itself is not weak, but because it is limited by the master-servant contract, and the master of the Demon Infant is too weak, his combat power is greatly reduced, otherwise he would not be so weak.
Zhou Wen rushed forward to help the tyrant Behemoth fight, and summoned the mighty Vajra Ox and the Zhulong to help, hoping to kill the monk-clothed skeleton as soon as possible.
While fighting, Zhou Wen also kept the Prison King's Eyes open. He wanted to see if there would be any difference between the current skeleton in monk's clothing and the one that would be resurrected later.
Before Di Ting went berserk again, Zhou Wen finally killed the monk's skeleton again, but this time it was Zhou Wen who split open the monk's skull's head with his sword and killed it.
At this moment, something strange happened. After the monk-clothed skeleton was killed, the invisible fire on his body floated towards the prison king's eyes, as if he was attracted by some kind of force.
Zhou Wen was surprised and happy. He didn't know if he accidentally discovered the method of promoting the Prison King.
Invisible fire like water flow was continuously sucked into the eyes of the Prison King. At the same time, Zhou Wen felt that his body of the Prison King was quietly changing because of this.
"It turns out that the Prison King really evolved by absorbing these invisible fires? If I had known this, I should have upgraded the Prison King's level long ago." Zhou Wen was surprised and happy.
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