Sure enough, after he hid under the sea, he heard the screams of the six people outside.
The remaining Six Lucky Gods did not expect that the flames suddenly burst out and covered the entire place without warning.
Each one of them had no time to dodge, and was burned until their skin and flesh were ripped open and their bodies were charred black.
When everyone was about to be burned to death, the God of Six Fortunes suddenly made a move that stunned Jiang Wenming.
I saw five of them taking action at the same time, grabbing the most seriously injured Fu Lushou, pulling him hard, and tearing him into five pieces on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining five people began to eat the stumps and severed limbs in their hands.
Jiang Wenming was stunned by this scene.
Since when has there been internal strife?
wrong!
Jiang Wenming soon discovered that after the remaining five gods of good fortune had eaten the blessings, wealth and longevity, the auras on their bodies began to become stronger again.
And the wounds on his body that were burned by the flames began to heal slowly.
"The seven gods of good fortune are connected with each other and can replenish themselves by swallowing the power of others."
After thinking about this problem, Jiang Wenming only felt a pain in his balls.
If it is true as he suspected, then the remaining five gods of good fortune cannot be killed alone.
Otherwise, if you wait until the last moment, wouldn't it be equivalent to facing the Seven Gods of Luck in a combined state?
"No wonder they all look so weak and have such high status. They are waiting here."
Now two of the Seven Lucky Gods have died, and the remaining five have gradually adapted to the temperature of the sun's fire. Although they were burned in a very embarrassing way, it is obviously impossible to burn them to death before the power disappears.
Just when Jiang Wenming was about to repeat his old trick, he saw Ebisu suddenly swinging the fishing rod towards him.
Without any hesitation, he somersaulted away from where he was.
The moment he left, a fishhook appeared out of thin air, followed by a large number of fishing lines that intertwined into a net and suddenly shrank.
The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air sent shivers down his spine.
If the reaction was slower, the entire body would probably be cut into pieces by these fishing lines.
"Prince Long, how about joining forces together?"
Jiang Wenming shouted towards the sea below.
He could see the white dragon hiding under the water at this time, and he didn't know whether he was guarding against him or preparing for a sneak attack. The white dragon was swimming around in the water and just wouldn't come out.
"Boy, you can do it, but you dare to set me on fire. I'm not done with you. Just wait."
Bai Long's voice came, his tone full of anger and unwillingness.
"Your Highness, Prince Long, please don't misunderstand us. We are our own people. I just wanted to help you."
"Are you lying? You're just using indiscriminate group attacks to help me, right? Okay, then I'll help you too!"
After Bai Long finished speaking, he directly manipulated the sea water to form two water dragons and rushed towards Jiang Wenming.
"..."
The Five Gods of Fortune were surprised when they saw Bai Long and Jiang Wenming fighting. They thought they were in the same group before, but they didn't expect that they didn't know each other at all.
When I thought of the injustice I had suffered before, I immediately started to fan the flames.
"Bai Long, it was not us who attacked you earlier, but the human in front of you. He used shameful means to sneak attack on us."
"That's right, we were practicing in the temple, but we never expected that a pillar of light would suddenly appear and blow up our temple. Only then did we come to him to reason. The culprit was him and had nothing to do with us."
"We are victims too!"
"..."
The Five Gods of Blessings started talking to each other about Chiang Kai-shek's 'various crimes'.
However, Bai Long ignored them and controlled the two water dragons to attack Jiang Wenming.
"ah!"
Without checking, Jiang Wenming was bitten by a water dragon and fell into the sea.
Losing his control, the surrounding high temperature dropped rapidly.
The five gods of good fortune looked at each other and smiled as if they had succeeded in their conspiracy.
Originally both enemies were very strong, but now one of them is dead and only one white dragon is left. The five of them are not afraid at all.
The five people quickly separated and stood in five directions to block Bailong in the middle.
"What do you want to do?"
Bailong looked at the five people with an unkind look.
"I heard that dragons are full of treasures, especially your dragon beads, which are rare in the world. Why not show them to us to open our eyes."
"You bastard, you dare to take advantage of my Dragon Ball. You are seeking death!"
The white dragon jumped out of the water, transformed into a human form and walked on the waves, confronting the five people from a distance.
A cold air emanated from Bai Long's body, and it started to rain.
The cold rain fell on the Five Gods of Fortune and quickly condensed into a thin layer of ice.
Ebisu waved his fishing rod, trying to entangle the white dragon, while Bishamonten threw out the pagoda in his hand, trying to suppress the white dragon.
The old man Shou and the monk Budai were holding magical instruments and chanting words.
Two rays of blood flew out of their hands and shot towards the white dragon opposite.
When Bailong saw this, he shook the spear in his hand, trying to smash the two bloody lights, but when he came into contact with the bloody lights, the bloody lights disappeared directly into his body.
He quickly checked himself, but found nothing unusual.
"You have been hit by the other party's 'blessing' curse, and whatever you do next will be unlucky. I can help you lift it."
"who!"
Bai Long glanced around in shock, but found nothing.
"Stop looking for me. I'm right here with you. As I said, I don't mean any harm. Otherwise, you would have died at such a close distance."
"what you up to?"
"Are you Ao Shuang or Ao Chun?"
Jiang Wenming did not answer his question, but asked his name.
"Who are you, and why are you so familiar with my dragon clan?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I can help you, or help your dragon clan. However, this has to wait until we deal with the enemy in front of us."
"What are you going to do?"
"The Seven Gods of Fortune must be killed at the same time. If you kill one alone, it will only make the remaining ones stronger and stronger, so you have to do this later..."
Jiang Wenming stated his plan in detail.
Bailong looked shocked when he heard this, and became even more wary of this person hiding in the dark.
"Okay, they're here, remember what I said."
After Jiang Wenming finished speaking, he gathered all his breath, lay on Bai Long's hair, and stopped moving.
Just then, the pagoda thrown by Bishamonten fell.
However, it was blocked by Bai Long with his spear.
"If you want to deal with me with just this scrap of metal, who are you looking down on? Today, I will let you see what a real treasure is."
After Bailong finished speaking, he took out a rag from his arms and threw it towards the Five Gods of Fortune.
The rag suddenly grew larger and blocked the entire sky.
"receive!"
Bailong grasped it with five fingers, and the rag began to shrink like a big net.
"Draw your sword and kill!"
Seeing this, Bishamonten pressed his right hand on the handle of the sword and suddenly pulled it out. A bright sword light flashed, and the rag in the sky was instantly split into two.
However, something unexpected happened to them.
