Huang Sihai assessed the situation and found himself in a dilemma. The incarnations of the demons appeared one after another. They were obviously coming for the monks from Suihanzhou, Jiehai. When they faced the Taoist sect, they were trying to beat rabbits with grass. He did not expect that Qi Jia was so powerful that he would kill him. To suppress them all, should we retreat to the oasis, or should we assist the Suihanzhou monks and work together to break out of the siege?
Although Ji Chen'ai's cultivation level was higher than that of his senior brother, he did not take the initiative to make up his mind. He cast a pair of wonderful eyes at Huang Sihai, showing the intention of asking. Huang Sihai had not yet made up his mind. After hesitating for a few breaths, the situation changed drastically.
The monk's steps seemed to be very fast. After a few ups and downs, he approached Helongpi Water Turtle. He jumped up, his body as light as smoke, and he jumped down from a high position. All the monks swallowed the true energy in unison, and the three-legged cauldron on the turtle's back buzzed, and a blue light flew out, piercing the demon incarnation to the core. It was obvious that the vital part was penetrated, but the monk seemed not to notice. , his right arm suddenly grew longer, his five fingers turned into ghost claws, he grabbed the tripod's foot and shook it violently.
The Helong Pi Water Turtle let out a mournful cry, as if it was overwhelmed. The child saw the opportunity and kicked hard with his right foot. The tortoise shell tilted slightly, and the three-legged cauldron slowly slid down. It was as heavy as a mountain. The monk tried his best but could not lift it up. , but was dragged down by the cauldron.
The expressions of the Suihanzhou monks changed greatly, and they offered their magic weapons one after another, and smashed them on their heads and faces. The monk had no choice but to let go and dodge, but his claws were firmly stuck to the feet of the tripod and he couldn't get away. He saw the treasures falling all over the place. , he suddenly jumped up and curled up under the belly of the tripod, and escaped.
The three-legged cauldron slid faster and faster, and rolled down the turtle's back. The children and the cripple saw an opportunity to take advantage of it, and both rushed forward, showing their fierce looks, scrambling to grab the blood food. Seeing that his companion was getting an advantage, the Taoist priest's muscles twitched frequently. He forced out a smile and said with great embarrassment: "Um... this fellow Taoist, can you allow Xiaodao to leave for a while?"
Incarnations of demons appeared one after another. Huang Sihai had no intention of fighting to the death. Zhou Ji tried to test him for the second time. He had already found out the details of his generation clearly. He suddenly became murderous and said solemnly: "Just stay!" With a shake of his shoulders, It suddenly exploded and hit head-on like a meteor.
The Taoist priest had been on guard for a long time, and with a shrill laugh, his body suddenly collapsed and turned into countless black energy, shooting out in all directions, making it impossible to tell where the real body was hidden. Unexpectedly, Zhou Ji's castration was reversed, and he rushed towards the Helong Pi Water Turtle with lightning speed. He reached out and grabbed the three-legged cauldron. The demonic energy swarmed out and engulfed the monk in an instant. Not even the bones were left. He immediately used " "Erosion Truth" magical power, refining the great cauldron. There was a "buzz" sound, and the green light was so strong that it reflected Zhou Ji's beard and hair, and black air rose up under his skin, forming magic lines. If he hadn't shown his back to others and covered it up a little, someone with an intention would have noticed the clues.
Huang Sihai saw that Qi Jia was greedy and wanted to seize the treasure of the Suihanzhou monk. He held the foot of the tripod with five fingers, bent down and stood still, and sacrificed the cauldron in full view of the public. He was unscrupulous and felt quite unhappy in his heart. The situation was critical and he was not allowed to be at both ends. Huang Sihai stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice: "First kill the incarnation of the demon!"
Ji Chenao's right wrist shook slightly, and the two jade rings flew out, like white rainbows penetrating the sun, and fell towards the lame man. Suddenly there was a "giggle" smile in the air, and a beautiful woman floated out, shaking out a colorful ribbon, shining brightly, binding the jade ring, and pulled it straight.
Sure enough, another incarnation of the demon came. Ji Chen Ai twisted the magic formula, and the two jade rings went back and forth, making jingling noises. The woman didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "My fellow Taoist is so impatient, it's impossible!" She pointed a slender finger. Loosely, the colorful ribbon fell off and wrapped the jade ring heavily, like a hydrangea, unable to come out.
Ji ChenAi's face sank like water, and his left wrist shook slightly, and two more jade rings flew out. The pendant spines, the jade rings, the jade rings, and the four jade rings were pulling each other. There was a "stab" sound, and the silk was split through the clouds. The ribbons were torn apart and turned into flying colors. of rags. The woman's smile suddenly faded, her eyes chased the four jade rings, and she pursed her lips slightly, not without coveting them.
Without the protection of the three-legged cauldron, the Suihanzhou monks tried their best to fight fiercely with the incarnation of the demon. A child and a cripple could not stop Zhou Ji's punches and kicks, but he could deal with those monks who could not reach the cave heaven realm at most. How calmly, he killed three people in a row in no time. Their bodies were withered and turned into shriveled skin.
The scattered black energy gathered in one place and turned into a Taoist priest again, his eyes moving around, looking for his prey. Du Qianjie recited the incantation and held out a peach wood sword. He activated the sword technique with the middle finger of his index finger. Together, his Yang Qi was strong. Seeing that she was prepared, the Taoist priest did not want to fight with her and floated away. Yang Gang and Yang Long both took action, stirring up the flames to chase him from the side. Another consumptive ghost squeezed out of the darkness. He was so thin that he was out of shape, with a sad face. He reluctantly raised his right hand and pointed a finger. The flames suddenly lost control and shrank into two sluggish eyes. Bugs.
Du Qianjie was worried that the Yang brothers were no match for the incarnation of the demon, so he let the Taoist priest go and activated the peach wood sword to intercept the sick ghost.
The Taoist priest did not allow his companions to be presumptuous and was about to rush forward to take a share of the pie. Suddenly, he felt frightened and stopped hurriedly. I just heard someone coughing several times, the voice was very old, and my eyes blurred. An octogenarian man landed on the back of the turtle, raised a pair of old yellow eyes, looked at everyone one by one, and murmured: "Okay, okay, Everyone is here, good boy, it’s really rare..."
Old men, sick ghosts, women, children, monks, Taoist priests, cripples, seven incarnations of demons, all appeared. The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and retreated to the next best thing. Seeing that Zhou Ji was stuck by the tripod's feet and was completely defenseless, he raised his hand and the demonic energy spurted out, turning into a long sword and slashing at the back of his head.
Huang Sihai had seen Qi Jia's methods and knew that he would be able to deal with it calmly. He didn't expect Qi Jia to dodge and let the sword hit the back of his head, only to be shocked. In the flash of lightning, he thought of the strange behavior of the three-legged cauldron, and couldn't help but secretly regret that he had not taken action to stop it.
As soon as the blade of the sword touched Zhou Ji, it hissed like a snow lion toward the fire. The demonic energy suddenly lost control and poured into the opponent's body like a wild horse that escaped the reins. The Taoist priest was complacent at first, but then he became horrified. He was eager to take back the demonic energy, but he was dragged forward inch by inch. He tried his best and couldn't get away. At the critical moment, he could no longer care about his face and shouted: "Save--" He breathed a sigh of relief and crashed into Zhou Ji's body with his sword, turning into pure demonic energy and being swallowed up by him.
The old man finally noticed something was wrong, his face wrinkled up, and he said in surprise: "You...who are you?"
Zhou Ji took a deep breath, and the joints all over his body crackled. He slowly straightened up, raised the three-legged cauldron high, and pointed his mouth at the tuberculosis ghost. Green light spurted out, brushing him away and disappearing without a trace. . There was fear in the old man's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Back off!" His body froze, and he gradually disappeared into the void. The remaining three incarnations didn't dare to stay any longer. They all abandoned their opponents and retreated into the darkness. Zhou Ji didn't stop him. He slapped the cauldron, shrunk it to a few inches high, and put it into his sleeve.
