When Atai and others retreated from the second floor, they bumped into the other banshees in the main hall. The banshees trapped Atai and his party in the same sky barrier, so Aguan and Atai and his party met each other in the sky barrier. Got it.
The eight-legged monster in front of him was menacing. Aguan drew out a talisman and released streams of white flames. In an instant, bolides hit the eight-legged monster, blasting them into pieces.
The purple-haired banshee at the back was a little surprised, and came up with a strange scimitar to kill. Aguan looked around and saw that he was the only one here who could compete with the banshee, so he grabbed the Fu Ling cloth bag and stepped forward to fight with the Ghost Crying Sword.
"Wow, sir Tai Sui, don't be impulsive!" "Master Aguan, don't go!" Xiao Baicai and others screamed, and they all went up to help.
"What Tai Sui? Are you a backup Tai Sui?" The purple-haired banshee opened her mouth wide with a look of surprise. At this time, Aguan was already in front of him, and the Ghost Weeping Sword was swinging and stabbing randomly, forcing the banshee back several steps, but then he was kicked by the banshee and hit the wall.
Even though Aguan's chest hurt, he still held the mouth of the Fuling cloth bag tightly to prevent the ghost inside from rushing out.
The purple-haired banshee jumped in front of Aguan, and just as she was about to chop it off with her knife, the old tree spirit withered vine rolled up and attacked the banshee's thigh. The banshee raised her knife and slashed, cutting off all the dead vines, and then kicked the toad far away.
Seeing this great opportunity, Aguan originally held the mouth of the Fuling cloth bag tightly, but then he suddenly let go. His big black hand suddenly shot out and punched the purple-haired banshee in the chest, denting her chest. hole.
"What... is this?" The purple-haired banshee screamed, bounced back, and hit the wall.
It turns out that Aguan had just seen the bride's ghost hands come out of the bag, and let Turnip knock off two of her fingers with a whip. Knowing that these monsters were very difficult to deal with, if he used the usual method of fighting, the ghost hands of the Fu Ling Bag might be catching the monsters. Let the demon kill you.
Only a surprise attack can hurt the monster.
The purple-haired banshee hit the wall and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, shocked and angry. The pale ghost hand had reached before his eyes, grabbed the purple-haired banshee's face, and squeezed it tightly.
The old tree spirit waved the withered vine and caught the banshee's knife hand; Aguan raised the Devil's Weeping Sword, chopped down several eight-legged monsters, and then stabbed the banshee when he saw the opportunity.
"Don't hit my lover!" Artest screamed and threw away the green-eyed fox, rushed forward, and punched and kicked Aguan.
"What are you doing!" Aguan screamed, staring at Atai in disbelief, and the two of them twisted into a ball. Atai grabbed Aguan's arm tightly and bit him, causing Aguan to scream in pain and even the Ghost Crying Sword fell to the ground.
Finally, Xiaobaicai hit Artest on the back of the head with his cane, knocking him unconscious.
The purple-haired banshee broke away from the withered vine, touched her face, and pulled away the pale ghost hand that was clinging to it, tearing off all the flesh on her face.
"Ah -" the purple-haired female monster roared, ignoring the pale ghost hands, and rushed towards Aguan.
Aguan reacted hurriedly, and with a change of thought, the Ghost Crying Sword that fell aside flew out, pierced into the left waist of the purple-haired banshee, emerged from the right waist, and flew back to Aguan's hand.
The banshee screamed, and Aguan sent out several more white flames, blowing the banshee to pieces.
"Hurry up, the monsters behind are coming." Aguan raised his sword and shouted, leading everyone out of the corridor.
There were about a dozen eight-legged monsters gathered outside the corridor. Aguan rode on the stone fire wheel and ran over them, knocking down several eight-legged monsters. He waved the Devil's Crying Sword to fight a bloody path.
Aguan threw the Fuling cloth bag and smashed it with his big black hand. The bride's ghost hand, which had only three fingers left, also sprang out at this time. Along with the pale ghost hand, it killed the eight-legged monster and captured many. The eight-legged monster enters the bag.
Aguan saw the wolf head string but did not come out. He thought that maybe during the battle at Jincheng Tower, the door god had beaten him to pieces with a hammer and he had died long ago.
Everyone fought for a while and killed all the eight-legged monsters.
"This is it!" the green-eyed fox screamed, calling for everyone to come over. It turned out that he had found an exit from the sky barrier again.
"I see it, I see it!" Xiao Baicai also shouted, using crutches to prop up the small round hole, but it couldn't be propped open.
This heavenly barrier was set up by the demonic succubus, and it was much more powerful than the heavenly barrier set up by Master Jiutian.
Aguan rubbed his eyes and finally vaguely saw the exit of the sky barrier. It was a small round hole fifteen centimeters in diameter. It was already crowded with the hands of spirits and earth gods, but they could not squeeze it open.
Aguan also tried to push it, but he couldn't push it away either.
"That's strange, didn't Liancai say that the reinforcements had already arrived outside?" Aguan looked at the long corridor in the distance, fearing that Liancai and Thorns would kill him.
At this time, a talisman came, and Liao Cai's voice sounded very embarrassed: "Sir... how are you... now? The demon is very powerful, and it has driven back all the magic soldiers in the third stronghold... Shui Qigong is seriously injured. ⋯⋯We are retreating...while trying to think of a way to sneak into this big temple to save you..."
Aguan and others were all shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect that there were so many powerful demons hidden in the True Immortal Palace. It turned out that Turnip and Thorns had not chased downstairs for a long time, and they had gone out to fight with the reinforcements from the Zhongsan stronghold.
Xiao Baicai was about to send back the talisman, when there was another flash in the air, and another talisman came.
It was the land god Cai Cai from the Fourth Stronghold: "The Fourth Stronghold has received the order and has rushed to the rescue. I wonder how the agent Tai Sui is doing?"
Xiaobaicai replied with two talismans in a row, informing the two sides of the situation and the reinforcements.
The strange and empty hall was filled with the stench emanating from the corpse of the eight-legged monster. The four walls were covered with dark holes and holes, and frames of Nine Heavens Revealing Saints were scattered on the ground.
Everyone sat in a corner in a daze. All the talismans Xiao Baicai carried were used up, but they didn't know what was going on outside.
It took nearly half an hour before another call came, and it was Liao Cai. She said anxiously: "Sir, hold on a little longer. We are trying to find a way to save you. General Erlang is here in person. He is so brave and invincible!"
When everyone heard this, they all stood up excitedly.
There was a sound from the elevator at the end of the corridor, and the surrounding holes also made rustling sounds.
The toad croaked, "The monsters are here again!"
Xiao Baicai said bitterly: "Huh! The demons must have gained the upper hand outside just now and thought they had a chance to win, so they didn't rush in to catch us. At this time, seeing General Erlang leading his troops to kill, he remembered that there were still people inside the sky barrier. There is a good hostage you can use!" Before he could finish speaking, a large number of eight-legged monsters had already rushed out of the cave.
"Good hostage? Don't underestimate me!" Aguan threw the Ghost Crying Sword hatefully. The Ghost Crying Sword seemed to have eyes, whirling in the air and pounced, stabbing down the eight-legged monsters one after another.
The elevator door opened, and a banshee with only a sharp knife jumped out, followed by Turnip and Thorns. Turnip's broken arm had been wrapped in gauze, and he looked fiercely at Aguan and his party.
Turnip and Thorns saw the charred corpses on the ground in the corridor in front of them, and screamed: "Isn't this Sister Yan? Why did she die so miserably?" "I let that brat burn her with white fire!" "Enter! ! Let’s go and avenge Sister Yao!”
The Ghost Crying Sword flew back, Aguan caught it, and stepped onto the stone fire wheel. The group of eight-legged monsters were already in front of him. Aguan threw the Fuling cloth bag, and three ghost hands rushed out at the same time, grabbed an eight-legged monster, and tore it into three pieces.
Aguan drove the stone fire wheel and crashed into the eight-legged monster array. He held the Ghost Crying Sword in one hand and took out the white flame talisman with the other hand and shot it in all directions.
The toad and the old tree spirit followed Aguan on his left, the green-eyed fox followed on his right, and Xiao Baicai supported Atai in the rear.
The eight-legged monsters were no match for the Ghost Hands of the Bag, and the Ghost Crying Sword killed them so hard that they had no power to fight back, and they were scattered in an instant. Aguan was feeling somewhat proud when Turnip whipped him horizontally. Aguan was startled and he dodged in embarrassment. The iron chain of thorns also followed and hit the front wheel of the stone fire wheel, knocking the car over. Aguan also He fell off the car and rolled to the side.
The eight-legged monster rushed and separated Aguan and the spirits on both sides. Turnip and Thorns waved their whips and chains, forcing Aguan into a corner. Aguan leaned against the wall and emitted white flames one after another, forcing the two banshees back further.
"What a powerful fire technique!" "What kind of fire is this?" Turnip and Thorns once again led a large number of eight-legged monsters to kill them. Suddenly, the wall behind them shook and shattered.
"Erlang is here!" A strong voice roared, Erlang charged out with a silver-white painted halberd, kicking several eight-legged monsters away.
