173. Please

On the Liujie Mountain, after the flying stones continued, Zhongxiong two low-level treasures were damaged and there was no more things to do.

The little seventh-level immortal can't learn from A Chou and the old dog, so he can use his body to fight against the enemy.

The edge of the sinkhole was full of dry grass ashes, but there was only half of the stone beside Ma Ji. He ignored the dust and dust accumulated after the magic smoke. Zhongxiong sat down and hummed, causing the soul pain caused by the damage to the three treasures.

He is not as good as the Three Kings, Lady Lu, Erzhangshao, etc., and can still take action to add some small innovations to the Dapeng Youmo Demon.

Fortunately, I had been accustomed to this situation and could tolerate it. Although I destroyed three items a day, I only suffered one in two or three years, which was easier than a Doushan Monster in Simen Village.

At present, several earthly immortals work together, right in the east of Liujie Mountain, surrounding the demon in a three or four hundred feet square.

The vast demon smoke that originally covered half of the sky has been destroyed, and most of it is still in the center where the demon is surrounded.

Tu, Zhao, Dong, Chen and other ninth-level leaders, all those who can contribute have climbed Liujie Mountain. First, they are waiting for the earthly immortals to surround and participate in the strangulation, and second, they are blocking the passage of the demons who sneak back to Jiuyou.

The other thunderstorms, Miao Xiu, Zangxia and others have been separated from the eldest son of the Lu family to purify the remaining demon smoke that has dispersed.

The black mist from the demon smoke from Jiuyou is not driven by the evil demons, and there is no ability to absorb vitality. When it is exposed to sunlight, it will most likely melt away. However, there are also a few strange ones that are not listed here. Add some to the shade and let them remain, and it will always be a disaster.

The demon smoke was mostly lost. With the eyes of the seventh-level immortal, the demon in the shape of a bird in the center was clearly visible. Except for scarlet eyes, the whole body was darker than ink, and there was no other color. The claws and beaks were all the same color. The demon blood that Master Dong received before was only lighter in the demon color, and it was also black.

Judging from the demon flesh that fell from the fierce battle, it was not feathers that covered it, but scales, fast and hard.

Close your eyes and calm your mind for a while. The pain was slightly lighter. Zhongxiong opened his eyes and looked at the battle group center again.

The two-pole reversal sword of the city lord, today everyone is looking at it with admiration. The wasteland immortal occasionally swallows the merit leaves and uses it again and again. In the transformation of the black and white light, if he cuts the demon, he must cut off a piece of meat!

Who says the wasteland immortal is useless?

Going down, counting the Dharma, the two cymbals of the Yayin are eye-catching. Not only are they each treasure ware with sharp cuts, but each time they hit each other, they make a loud "sucking" sound, which can shock the demon and make it slow down. No matter how unhappy it is, it must be admitted that the bald donkey is the highest in cultivation, Wang Qian's Panlong Chaoyuan Furnace, Mei Xing's Jade Spike, and Ma Kuan's Shi Ruyi are all comparable, not to mention the wine Taoist at the bottom.

If the city lord had not shown his power, he would have been able to fight against the demon today, and the thief would have been the stolen!

Of course, in terms of pleasure, A Chou dared to fly to Youmoyu and frighten the eagle with one punch!

The demon breath splashed on Ah Chou's body, without any injuries. He dared to fight with Peng's mouth and sharp claws, and remembered loud noises. The person was beaten back many times, but his flesh and blood were still intact.

The city lord has many good treasures, and the talisman man has been taken back for the time being, but after the skin and bones of the old dog involved are broken, they are still entangled with A Chou. The other earth immortals have already had a tacit understanding of the attack, and they have used more energy to surround them, so they will definitely not let them go.

The swords of the seniors on the top of the mountain and the city lord were all shivering for a while.

It was not used too many people to purify the dispersed demon smoke. Bao Zhengshan had nothing to do, so he rode the Zhao family white crane and flew everywhere outside to help Tu Zhuang pick up the undamaged arrows, but the arrows were getting slower and slower.

The demon was really thick in skin and thick in flesh. Although he had been trapped in a siege and could not escape, he was also aroused, becoming more and more cruel, and he fought to the death again and again.

But this ghost demon also has a vital point, and has been tried by everyone. It is behind the belly, and it is pitch black and can't see clearly. According to the position, it is either anal or that, it is more important than the birds in the earth.

This is the first time Zhongxiong, an expert in bird raising, has seen him and cannot guess what, but the demon is extremely reluctant to be injured.

When the city lord and others went to war with the army of Dongshan County, Zhongxiong was unable to participate. Later, he heard that it took more than half a month to surround and kill the old ghost. Although the mountain god borrowed the mountain as a screen, his cultivation was only sixth level, and his body was not as powerful as the demon.

The Lord Ren took the lead with his sword, which was extremely sharp. If he did not expose the vital points, he would have to slowly grind the eighth-level demon. It would be difficult to achieve it after three or five days, and he would not dare to let it go. Then, he would have to fight day and night before.

It is a waste of energy, but I have known this big event in the city for a long time, and it is inevitable that this day will happen.

Just as he was thinking, Baili Dapang finally asked for destruction, and the treasure also attacked the vital points. He was impatient when he was disturbed. When Fusheng Hairpin approached again, the increasingly irritable demon claws were snatched by the sharp claws and then he immediately grabbed them.

Zhongxiong, whom he saw with his own eyes, smiled knowingly.

A master set an example. The old broom sword in Zangxia was destroyed earlier. The cultivator changed the instruments and did not change his intentions. If the new objects were the same as the old objects, they would most likely still use the old names. This time, they could be mistaken for the city lord. It would not take long before the master and apprentice could use several times the floating hairpin and the old broom sword.

Zhongxiong didn't have this idea. He could use it and did not pick things.

No matter how rich the city is, before it reaches the ninth level, it is not good to use it. If the city lord of the Central City will give you a high-level treasure, you will need hundreds of merits for one piece. There are more than 20 high-level ones, and no one is good for the master. I heard that the whirlwind still owes a lot of deficit.

After watching the battle for a while, Ma Ji, who was still resting on his elbow, said: "We poor guy, you can only use the treasures that cannot be used on the table. Have you ever been the lord of a city? Why is that the same?"

Hearing this, Ma Ji's face turned red and he opened his eyes and barely responded: "When he was young, he didn't know anything, he was greedy for fun, and his own treasures were still good at fighting against people, but he couldn't confuse the demons."

It made Zhongxiong curious: "What treasure? Open your eyes to us!"

Magiton looked around and said to him, Zhongxiong still had to ask, on the other side of the sinkhole, the city lord once again took back the black chess piece, swallowed Zhang Gongdeye, and took advantage of the transformation of spiritual energy and shouted: "Doesn't you, you will be lazy in these ninth-level positions?"

Baili Dafa, who was scolded, responded to him: "Little bastard, if it is ruined, it is ruined. I have been hurt and feel distressed. If there is nothing to do, I can't rest for a while?"

The city lord ignored him and raised his head and shouted: "Old dog, look for an opportunity and throw it down!"

So, when he was hit by the demon again, a sledgehammer fell from the air, and was stirred by the wind bulging from the demon's wings and landed at the foot of the mountain.

Baili Dapang looked reluctant, so Zhongxiong didn't care about Ma Ji and jumped up: "City Lord, just use it for me!"

The mall owner glared at him: "What's the use of the little seventh level? Do you think it's so painful?"

After scolding him, Ying Baili kicked his legs: "Go and pick it up! If you don't work hard to defend the city, drive it out of the city. Your elders can't find anything to say!"

When he hit the ninth level, he really kicked hard. Baili Dapang was covered in flesh and staggered and almost fell down.

It was not Zhongxiong, and Cai Fan from Longlin City had just taken back the gentleman without a ruler. He took the merits and replenished his energy. He saw it in his busy schedule and was equally shocked.

After kicking, the city lord asked his black chess piece to steal the demon's belly.

Baili Dapang ignored the ninth level of decency and even screamed with a sad face: "Master has no luck. I have accepted my disciple who is useless. It is passed down from generation to generation. I have no luck. I have accepted a disciple who is useless. My husband who is married is not respectful to the elderly and is not a human being!"

In this occasion, I thought he was going to make a fuss, but the fat man stopped just by saying that he was not angry at all. He suddenly glanced at him: "What are you looking at? If you like to show your diligence, then go and help the uncle carry the hammer up!"

The hammer hit the ground and smashed a big hole, which showed that it was heavy. Zang Xia was not around. With his fat body, he went down the mountain to move it back. It was really difficult.

Zhong Xiong Zhen ran down the meteor, pulled out a sledgehammer from the pit, and dragged it up the mountain.

It weighs more than 200 pounds, but Zhongxiong is actually used together.

The fierce battles above his head were endless. Baili Dapang got the hammer and had to refine it first.

Before he could sit back to his original position, Master Dong whispered a few times in the city lord's ear. After nodding, he sang a command: "If you have lost your treasure, go outside the west gate to soothe people's hearts and tell everyone that those who are not afraid of death can go to the city to rest!"

Baili Dapang was sighing. He had to get a mountain-breaking hammer. Unless he was damaged again, he would completely kill the demon. He would not think about going down the mountain. He would have to work for several days and nights.

Zhongxiong was reluctant to leave, but even the arrows were picked up by Bao Zhengshan, and it was useless to stay. He stayed there for a while and had to go down the mountain.

When I went down the mountain to the east gate, I remembered the previous topic and pulled Ma Ji to ask: "What kind of treasure is yours? You have to go down the mountain without using it!"

The left and right had reported to Han Si's place. Zhongxiong really wanted to inquire, but he couldn't hide it. Ma Ji sighed and replied: "The Eight Beautiful Pictures can confuse people's hearts. There are six desires under the Nine Nethers, how can you confuse the demons?"

"boom!"

Following Maji's words, there was a loud noise in the air, and everyone turned around and looked back.

The demon was too seriously injured and used his magical powers to explode his body and disperse it in the demon smoke.

The immortals in the mid-air and the immortals on the top of the mountain, work together to wipe out the demon smoke.

No matter how cunning it is, Old Man Dong, who has read a lot, can see through it. When he is surrounded, he will only become more and more weak and weak, and will eventually be killed!

Reassuring his heart, he wanted to take care of Maji again. The bald donkey with the double cymbals swept the demon smoke suddenly sings: "City Lord, this evil is very close to the golden-winged ancestor of the temple's most treasure. It is rare to have a fate. If you kill it, the monk will not be greedy for bones and blood. Can you only use it to make the demon soul?"

The mall owner replied: "It's too late, I've ordered someone else!"

The mountain top and the mid-air battle group were far apart, and they used Taoism, and Zhongxiong could hear it even outside the east gate.

The bald donkey kept his hands on his hands and asked in surprise: "Who wants a soul? There is a method in the temple, and he can use it?"

The city lord hummed, not hiding it: "Grandma Tong wants to use it to understand the meaning of Jiuyou Dao!"

"This temple uses it because of the wonderful Buddhist teachings, which makes it unite the soul and bones, and get a temple like the dog. It is a pity that the monk is the leader and the temple helps her to realize the new meaning of Taoism. How about it?"

Cao Si, the middle-aged man, has already informed him of the current situation of the high-level city.
Chapter completed!