Wei Shiqi had already deduced how to keep a useful body in the melee a thousand times, and he had already made a calculation in his mind. However, the heavenly soldiers and warriors of the Bodhi Palace came so fast and attacked so fiercely. The long snake formation collapsed so quickly that he was unexpected. The true immortal is indeed no better than the soldiers who have been trained for a long time. When he was in Da Yingzhou, one hundred thousand ghost soldiers were like arms and fingers.
On Shen Chen's left, there was a man from Qingjun, Zhenling Huiming, and on his right, there was Taoist ancestor Xuan Yuanzi, who stepped on the cloud beast Hulu, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, although those people come with a fierce force, they only show off their bravery for a moment and have no rules. There’s nothing to say.”
The commotion came like a tide, and Wei Shiqi thought to himself: "You can beat the old master to death with random punches, but you must take precautions." He glanced at Di Chaohua beside him, and whispered: "Strike with all your strength, don't hide your clumsiness. ." Di Chaohua showed a hint of flattery at the corner of his eyes and eyebrows, and chuckled: "How to hide your clumsiness in life and death, fellow Taoist, you are too worried!"
In the face of a formidable enemy, each has his own destiny, how can he trust others with his life? Wei Shiqi chuckled slightly. He had seen a maniac with long hair and shawls coming on the waves. He had three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs. He was holding a staff, pestle, halberd, ax, bell, and flag in his hand. He was majestic and powerful.
Wei Shiqi secretly murmured in his stomach. He had three heads and six arms. It was normal for him to have three heads and six arms, but he was holding a staff, pestle, halberd, ax, bell, and flag, and making gestures, but he was able to imitate the great mighty Dragon Elephant Subduing Demon Master. It was a shame for him. With great care, I gathered together the six magic weapons of Lord Subduing Demons. They all look similar, but I don’t know what their magical powers are.
Shen Chen flicked his fingers, and white light flew out of his sleeves, landed on his head, and turned into a jade-faced spider. It stood on its eight legs and spewed out an almost transparent spider silk, entangling the opponent silently. live. The madman laughed "quacking" and danced his magic weapon, causing waves of golden light to rise. The flexible spider silk only lasted for a few breaths before being overwhelmed by the weight and melting inch by inch. However, after a moment's delay, Shen Chenyi had already created a Buddha's Five Fingers Mountain, which grew when the wind blew. With a loud noise, the madman was crushed from head to toe. He turned into powder or meat pie and disappeared.
This was the first time that Wei Shiqi had witnessed Shen Chen's cruel hand. This mountain-shaped treasure has five peaks standing side by side, and contains a cave Buddha. It is unusually powerful, but there are many people who are not afraid of death. Only those who go forward will perish, and those who follow will die. The attacker came again, but he was a Taoist with wide clothes and wide sleeves. He had a long horse face, wide-set eyes, a wide mouth and yellow teeth. He was holding an ancient sword with pine patterns. He pointed his head and pointed at Shen Chen. The sky was dark and the earth was dark. There was no light from the sun and the moon, Taixu suddenly cracked open, and a black waterfall fell from the sky, with an indescribable putrid stench.
The jade-faced spider was the first to bear the brunt. It was poured by the black waterfall, hissing and emitting green smoke, and most of its body rotted in an instant. Zhenling Huiming took action in time, and the divine light rolled through, holding the blood waterfall firmly. The horse-faced Taoist said "Hey", he knew it very well, and before Shen Chen could use his method, he turned around and left on the cloud. Shen Chen ignored him, put away the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain, sacrificed it in the air again, and flew one foot away. The sword swept across the sky and knocked down the clouds.
The horse-faced Taoist slanted down, looking for his next opponent. He suddenly caught sight of Di Chaohua, grinned, raised his pine-patterned ancient sword and pointed another finger, parting Taixu, and the black waterfall rushed down. Di Chaohua knew that his cultivation was limited, so he did not dare to stay away from Wei Qiqi. He was afraid that if he crashed into a dead end, seven or eight sects of true treasures would be knocked down at the same time, and he would have no place to hide. Seeing the black waterfall pouring down on his head, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and blood poured out. The river flows backward, full of blood, and the river is endless. It collides with the black waterfall, melts into each other, and perishes together.
Black water and bloody water were flying in all directions, one ebbing and one ebbing, one ebbing and the other ebbing. The horse-faced Taoist caught a glimpse of the opportunity. With a finger from a distance, a large crack opened in Di Chaohua's side. A big hairy hand reached out and grabbed the fish from the waist. Go, as if dragging her into the void. Di Chaohua urged the blood river to wrap up her big hand, twisting it several times. The stalemate was deadlocked for a while, and her heart became troubled. This soul-inhabiting body has limited abilities and cannot use many powerful methods. It is just a wretched heavenly general. After forcing her to be in such a miserable state and turning all living beings upside down, is it possible that the Heavenly Witch still needs to ask for help from Wei Shiqi?
When the horse-faced Taoist saw this, he was overjoyed. This pretty white-haired woman was of mediocre cultivation. With only a river of blood to protect her body, and with a little more force, she could be taken down. At that time, she would be killed, chopped, or rubbed, whatever happened. wish. Just when he was feeling proud, the monstrous blood river suddenly cut off. The blood was steaming, and a bit of golden light came into view. The ancient sword with pine patterns was broken every inch. A brutal golden dragon was close at hand. It opened its mouth and spit out the apocalyptic orb. The blood light was strong, and with a sound, He was beaten to pieces and his soul was gone.
The Apocalypse Orb rides on the dragon and kills the horse-faced Taoist. The golden dragon roars and flies back to Wei Shiqi's palm. All the big hands of the Black Waterfall collapsed. Emperor Chaohua felt relieved. He took back the blood river and inspected it. He was troubled. This remnant treasure of the heaven was first eliminated by the poisonous water of the Black Waterfall, and then was cut in half by the six dragons. Cut off, not much left. She frowned, glanced at Wei Shiqi, and thought to herself: "The Twisted Fish Basket's Infinite Purity Bottle is not useful, so what should I do?"
Suddenly she saw the horse-faced Taoist's corpse floating in the void, with a bit of heroic spirit indestructible. Her heart moved, and the river of blood swept away and refined the corpse. The blood color suddenly became richer, as if she had received a great tonic. Di Chaohua perked up and sacrificed the corpses of heavenly soldiers and generals to the blood-refining river. It seemed to be a shortcut. In the Shura field outside Zhengyang Gate, people were dying in an endless stream. She played exactly what she wanted. She pursed her lips and showed a smile. , eyes wandering, looking for the next target.
More than ten feet away, Shen Chenyi used Buddha's Five Fingers Mountain as his attack and Zhenling Huiming as his defense. He rarely encountered an opponent, such as Monk Longxiang, who was so ruthless and ruthless. There were not many in the Bodhi Palace, so Shen Chen stopped calmly and took his time, still having time to consider the overall situation.
Suddenly there is a loud noise, the sky will collapse and the earth will shatter. A god with golden helmet and golden armor will escape from the foot of Buddha's Five Fingers Mountain. He will throw away his helmet and armor with bare hands and fists. His seven orifices will be clogged with blood. He is staggering and unable to control even the clouds. Being able to escape from the foot of Buddha's Five Fingers Mountain is considered a lucky person, but he never expected that there would be a spy nearby. Wei Shiqi knew very well that if you kill a snake, you will be harmed by it, so he did not take action. Then, as soon as he made a move, the six dragons merged into one, holding the orb in his mouth, he used his coolness to make up for it with a knife, and killed the god general. Di Chaohua followed suit and took the opportunity to wave the blood river scroll to remove the corpse. The two of them had a tacit understanding and cooperated. It's perfect.
The melee continued to spread, and in the blink of an eye, less than half of the incoming heavenly soldiers and generals were destroyed. The twenty-eight palaces also paid a heavy price. Countless immortals fell, and even the masters of the palaces could not save themselves. Death and destruction were inevitable. . Wei Shiqi was self-aware and kept close contact with the master of Biluo Hall. He neither got involved in fierce battles nor stayed away. Occasionally, some heavenly soldiers and generals were defeated by Shen Chenyi and escaped by chance. He was responsible for picking up the leaks, while Di Chaohua was responsible for picking up the corpses. Got a lot of bargains.
Seeing that the Twenty-Eight Palaces had stabilized their position and gradually gained the upper hand, the second group of heavenly soldiers and generals from the Bodhi Palace finally arrived outside the Zhengyang Gate.
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