This is what annoys and surprises Fei Lian the most.
"I don’t believe you still have many such spells!"
Hate hate injustice curse-Fei Lian once again turned the strong wind into a soldier battle, and this time it turned into a small-scale storm.
"Not much, but more than enough for you!"
Once again, I took out a diamond charm from my arms, and the soldiers showed unprecedented calm and restraint in the face of the strong wind from the attack.
"How do I … feel like we’re dragging our feet?"
At this time to put your body together again, reincarnated corpse muttered to himself
"I don’t feel like we’re just two dragging our feet."
Directly turned supercilious look monk Zhuang turned and looked at the sweeping wind and said
"But just like Fei Lian said …"
"Those spells are consumed. You must get rid of them before they are consumed!"
Monk Zhuang suddenly took a deep breath and a huge and illusory bronze bell was revealed around him.
-golden bell jar, dragon plate and tiger roar!
Bang!
A flat land thundered, and hou zhuang’s monk’s foot suddenly broke into several pieces, while he himself turned into a streamer and suddenly rushed into the storm.
Mao! Mao! Mao!
The violent bell resounded through the township road at this moment.
Fei Lian incarnated as a storm and tried to blow over the place, but the bronze bell, which was still expanding and getting bigger, just covered the escort team.
So this battle naturally became a storm competition in Admiralty.
Monk Zhuang’s bronze bell is not big, but it can cover the team of more than ten meters.
However, this illusory bronze bell showed strength beyond the expectations of some people in the place.
Even if the wind blows …
Even if it’s wind blade cutting …
Even if it’s a sand impact …
Although the huge bronze bell rang loudly, it never let Fei Lian hurt the escort team again.
"Hurry to find a way to solve that guy! I can’t last long! "
The veins stood out suddenly and violently, and the monk Zhuang turned into a real bronze texture while talking.
Not only that, with the passage of time, even the most basic human figure of Monk Zhuang has a tendency to become a real bronze bell.
Chapter 9 The undead demon
"Monk you …"
Never imagined that monk Zhuang would make such a move, and the corpse was stunned at the moment.
Monk Zhuang is not a "demon" in the ordinary sense, but a "monster" from the practice of bronze bells in ancient temples.
Generally speaking, the most important thing for "demon" compared with "monster" is not that acupoints and qi meridians form meridians, but that it initially endows consciousness with spirituality.
Although monk Zhuang, who wants to be spiritually immortal, can start all over again even if he is beaten back to his original shape.
However, the time and energy spent in this issue is far better than that of ordinary "demons". I don’t know if even Monks Zhuang are not sure if there is any chance to take shape again.
When Monk Zhuang fought against the storm, it meant that he was ready to die.
"Stop talking nonsense. I know you still have your cards to show. Don’t hesitate!"
"After all, the boss has saved my life for you and me. I don’t want her to think that we are really holding her back!"
Hearing monk Zhuang say so, the reincarnated corpse finally sighed.
"That’s all! In that case, I will lay down my life to accompany you! "
In the surprised eyes of the soldiers, the reincarnated corpse suddenly held his right arm high in the air, and an ancient symbol appeared on his forehead.
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"Taishan Fujun?"
Equally surprised overlooking the resurrection resin PeiWenDe couldn’t help but blurt out a way
Because others may not know the ancient character ofuda, but how could Pei Wende, who used the power of "Taishan Fujun" to reverse Yin and Yang, not recognize it?
Little!
As that ancient symbol of shape gushed from the eyebrows of the resurrected corpse, a huge vortex visible to the naked eye swept the earth with a trend more rapid than the storm.
Except for the escort team surrounded by admiralty, all creatures in the black vortex were involved, even Fei Lian, who turned the gale, was no exception.
"What is this power? ！”
Forced to reveal its original shape, Fei Lian roared loudly, but its body was twisted like a piece of paper, a little closer to the center of the black vortex.
That’s the gateway to hades, which means the starting point of the Chinese market.
Talk about shemale, talk about ghosts and gods. Anyone who is involved in that black whirlpool is equal to breaking into hell.
Only if you personally nod your head or survive the hardships of ten layers of hell can you return to people.
"You mortals … dare to cheat me like this? ！”
Although Fei Lian didn’t know exactly how the dark whirlpool led to Fang, he also felt the unspeakable horror and thriller.
Extremely afraid, Fei Lian can no longer rob the escort and give up most of his divine price, and forcibly send a breeze out of the whirlpool.