After Qin Bai left the range of Hanshan, he felt that the demon on the fishing rod was struggling crazily, so much so that he needed to use a lot of strength to ensure that the demon did not decouple.
Moreover, the light particles following closely behind him were like maggots attached to bones. Even though they had flown over several mountains, they still had no dimming trend.
"Brother Xueyou, what's so weird about this Hanshan Temple?" Qin Bai couldn't help but ask Yiye Zhiqiu, who was lying on his back.
"Who knows, these monks are probably crazy. They don't care about raising monsters, and they worship them as Buddha. You will understand when you see that cockroach monster later."
"Okay, let's find a secluded place first." Qin Bai continued to speed up, and every step of his five-meter-high body was far higher than that of an ordinary person.
Zuo Qianhu was slightly behind. He turned to look in the direction of Hanshan Temple, his cold face full of murderous intent.
After about half a stick of incense, a few people came to a cliff. This place was covered by rocks on all sides, making it difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.
After a long period of consumption, the light only dimmed a little, but its power remained undiminished, destroying a large number of trees along the way.
If you look down from the sky, you can see a straight line like a ditch appearing in the mountain forest.
As for the demon hanging on the fishing rod, it had completely lost its temper. Qin Bai felt that its weight and movement had decreased a lot, but its weight had increased.
After he stopped walking, he grabbed the rice fishing rod with both arms and began to reel in the line, while Zuo Qianhu stopped in front of the light of rice grains.
As a blade of wind was shot out of thin air, it was far colder than the cold wind in winter.
The light of rice grains only paused for a moment, but its speed was still not greatly affected. Instead, Zuo Qianhu took a few steps back.
He felt as if the lancet in his hand was standing on thousand-forged steel, and he couldn't help showing a surprised expression.
"It's not like a mortal thing."
Zhiqiu Yiye reminded while recovering his vitality: "Indeed, I don't know what is hidden in Hanshan Temple, but it can transform demons. Could it be some kind of Buddhist treasure?"
"I don't care what kind of Buddhist treasure it is, as long as it is related to demons, it must not be left behind."
Zuo Qianhu snorted coldly and tapped the Yanling knives behind him with his fingertips. Three of them were unsheathed.
He swung his long whip to wrap up the Yan Ling Dao, and then used the power of his wrist to slash towards the light of rice grains.
boom!
A knife mark appeared on the ground, and the light shrank a lot, showing the power of his sword technique.
Qin Bai tightened the thread with force, a layer of sweat broke out all over his body, and the muscles in his arms became swollen due to congestion.
He couldn't help but sigh. Ever since he caught a living creature, his fishing had become more and more outrageous. This time, he simply fished for monsters in the soil.
The demon's head emerged from the soil. It was indeed a cockroach. It had been buried underground for such a long time, but it was still alive and well.
The cockroach demon climbed out with its hands on the ground. Its appearance similar to Guanyin surprised Qin Bai, but before he could react, the demon roared and pounced on him.
Qin Bai pressed his legs down, holding the fishing rod in his hand and exerting force. The fishing line wrapped around the cockroach demon tightened, and he brought the other person closer to him.
"Get out of the way!!!"
Qin Bai shouted low, then kicked the cockroach demon.
The demon flew out under the powerful force and crashed into the light. I thought that the Buddha's light would have a restraining effect on it, but I didn't expect that the opposite was true.
Instead of hiding, the cockroach demon opened its mouth and swallowed the grain of light. A muffled sound was heard as its head exploded and turned into minced meat.
However, the demonic aura emitted by it not only did not converge, but instead became more intense, even mixed with a faint Buddhist light.
Seeing this, Zuo Qianhu had no intention of stopping. He used his whip to put the Yanling Dao behind his back, and then threw out several flying knives.
The flying knives fell on the demon like raindrops. After adding energy to the blade, it was extremely powerful and directly hit blood pits of different sizes.
The headless cockroach demon moved at this moment. It reached out and pulled out the flying knife from its body, and then eyes grew out of its chest and abdomen.
Within a moment, the face of Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared. Such a weird image made everyone feel a little weird.
The cockroach demon's mouth opened slightly, and the sound of chanting scriptures came. Zhiqiu Yiye felt his head buzzing, and his eyes became a little gray.
He tried hard to restrain himself, but he still couldn't help but started chanting. Zhiqiu Yiye suddenly felt cruel and removed his chin.
Even Qin Bai was slightly affected. When he was slightly stunned, the cockroach demon suddenly moved.
A gap opened in the flesh and blood on the demon's back, then it spread its insect-like wings, and in an instant it turned into an afterimage and headed towards Zhiqiu Yiye.
The latter's energy was exhausted, and his reaction was half a beat too slow.
But just as the demon was approaching, Zuo Qianhu took down the simple sword that was as tall as a person behind his back, held it with both hands and chopped it off with all his strength.
The shock wave exploded along with the minced meat. In Zuo Qianhu's cold eyes, one of the cockroach demon's arms was cut off by the roots.
He glanced at the demon and said: "After all, he is a fake Buddha. Even a mortal's sword cannot stop him."
Qin Bai couldn't help but want to complain in his heart, brother, you are throwing throwing knives and grenades, but you still leave this mortal alone.
The cockroach demon hissed, and then an arm grew out of the broken spot in an instant, and its aura became even more powerful.
It approached Zuo Qianhu with great strides, fought with him, and even managed to suppress the Huajin warrior in exchange for injury.
Qin Bai released the Huang Qiong Sword from the sword bag, and the flying sword joined the battle as nimbly as a bird, causing quite a few wounds on the demon.
"This demon has extremely strong resilience, and can only be eliminated by cutting it into pieces."
Zuo Qianhu held a Pu Dao and said that he discovered that Qin Bai had the skill of flying swords and suggested that the two of them cooperate with each other.
But Qin Bai said with great interest: "Do you know Euler Euler?"
The demon looked at Qin Bai in search of sound, only to see the opponent using his feet to get closer and punching it with his right fist. The nearby dead leaves rolled up from the ground, and air waves appeared out of thin air.
The cockroach demon staggered, and a pit appeared in its abdomen. Just as it was about to fight back, Qin Bai launched a series of attacks.
"Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola..."
His arms turned into afterimages, and all he could see was the sound of his fist falling. The cockroach demon was heaving up and down like a rag.
The smell of rust filled the air with his sweat, and it didn't stop even if the wrought iron magical power was used to its limit.
Qin Bai's body size remained at five meters, but his skin gradually became silver-white.
His fists also became heavier, and each blow was like a pendulum hammer. Gradually, the cockroach demon suffered more and more wounds, and its recovery speed began to fail to keep up.
Zuo Qianhu silently put away the Pu Dao. He glanced at Zhiqiu Yiye and found that the other party was already sitting cross-legged on the ground to recuperate.
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