Chapter 125 Ghost Sand, Jinbeiyu yu Rob

At this moment, Dao shouted deeply, and Daoyi, Daoben, Daozhen and Daoqing hit their own unique jade talisman to save their lives at the same time.

Four jade talisman flew out at the same time, turning into four jade clear Taoist lords up to a hundred feet. In an instant, they suppressed a few miles of land, and then pressed their big hands at the same time and pressed them to Zhuang Hua, Wu Yingqing, Qi Jinbei and the Underworld Prince.

"It's not good! Retreat!" Zhuang Hua and Wu Yingqing shouted at the same time. At the same time, the four felt a sense of crisis hovering on the edge of life and death. They disappeared in an instant and dared not stay at all. The jade talisman refined by the power of the fairy realm was by no means what they could resist.

In an instant, the sound burst, the air waves rolled, and the space shook. Fang Daoming immediately sacrificed the nine heavenly dragon mask to protect everyone together, and then asked softly, "How about this true charm?"

Fushou frowned and then said, "Generally, the person who refines the charm is close to him, and the religious master can also fight with him."

Fang Dao clearly understands what he means. Although he is still one step away from the realm of the immortals, he can also compete with the powerful people in the realm of the immortals. "The elder Fu is overreputed. I will suppress the prince later. You should guard against others, but don't hurt them and hurt them. I can't afford it."

Sun Wuxing said, "Okay, I haven't liked that material for a long time."

In the middle of the conversation, the party suddenly changed. It turned out that the four jade and clear charms were so powerful that they dispersed the five disciples of the Demon Sect one after another. Among them, Qi Jinbei was the most seriously injured and the Yuanshen was damaged. The colorful auspicious clouds of its fairy weapons were also dim and out of control. Qi Jinbao was also shocked and fell to the auspicious clouds and screamed constantly. Coincidentally, Qi Jinbei was dizzy and retreated to the same place as the Prince of the Underworld. The corners of the underworld prince's mouth raised, and his eyes flashed a trace of cunning. The ghost robe showed up, wrapped Qi Jinbei in it, and then quickly disappeared.

"Prince of the Underworld! How dare you!"

"Sister!"

Zhuang Hua and Qi Jinbao shouted at the same time and were furious. Everyone knows what the character of the ghost prince is. If Qi Jinbei is allowed to be taken away, he will definitely come to a miserable end.

Prince Netherworld smiled gloomly: "What can you do when I go back to the wedding candle with Miss Qi and become the son-in-law of your Yuanshi Demon Sect?"

Zhuang Hua drove the clouds and wanted to chase him, but the prince of the underworld suddenly sprinkled his big hand, and suddenly the wind was strong, flying sand and stones, instantly permeating hundreds of miles of land, with gusts of gloomy wind, hundreds of ghosts dancing, evil spirits, and screaming.

"Be careful! This is the ghost sand refined by the Lord of the Netherworld!" Wu Yingqing roared, and the dragon shield of his right arm suddenly expanded. He stepped forward and protected Zhuang Hua and Qi Jinbao in it.

The ghost sand wind blew a cup of tea and gradually stopped, and the prince of the underworld had already disappeared. The disciples of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism survived with the help of the phaseless bodhi tree and the amulet of Taiji Taoism. On the other hand, Fang Daoming also disappeared, and Li Luan was left to assist Sun Wuxing and others.

Wu Yingqing took the magic dragon shield and released Zhuang Hua and Qi Jinbao. The latter were anxious and angry, but they didn't know where to pursue. Qi Jinbao even called Brother Zhuang to save his sister, which made him upset and angry.

When these three people were doing nothing to do, they heard Sun Wuxing say, "Don't panic. My second brother has gone to chase the waste. With my second brother, I will definitely keep you beautiful and sound."

Zhuang Hua and other three people noticed that Fang Daoming had disappeared, but there was a beautiful girl with an indifferent expression. They couldn't help but be shocked that Fang Daoming's cultivation could actually chase the prince in the ghost sand of the ghost.

Qi Jinbao shouted, "You don't know the power of this ghost sand. How can he catch up!"

Sun Wuxing laughed and said, "You can't do it, but my second brother can definitely do it."

Zhuang Hua stopped Qi Jinbao, and the power of the yuan god surged, and his handsome face turned red and white, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

Wu Yingqing exclaimed secretly: "The yuan god hurt himself. What is he going to do?"

At that time, I don't know when and where, and in the unknown endless dark void, a pair of breathtaking eyes suddenly flashed. The pair of eyes opened and closed, and then suddenly opened. The sharp eyes were like two bright swords, instantly piercing the endless void and falling in front of Zhuang Hua. Everyone present was frightened, and the fear from the depths of the soul made him kneel to the ground, and Li Luan was no exception.

A heavy voice said, "What happened?"

"Second uncle, Qi Jinbei was abdicated by the ghost prince. I don't know where he fled."

"Hmm! It's useless! Just that rubbish!" With a cold hum, Zhuang Hua couldn't help sweating coldly. Wu Yingqing and Qi Jinbao were even more afraid to breathe.

"Come back first and I'll look for Jinbei."

"Yes." Zhuang Hua and others responded respectfully.

The voice was about to withdraw when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Li Luan and others, and couldn't help whispering: "Dixian?"

Zhuang Hua was shocked and quickly stopped him: "Uncle, they are friends and enemies!"

The voice hummed softly: "Little fairy, like an ant." Then disappeared. As for Wuxiang, Tao and others, they didn't even ask questions, as if they were not even as good as ants.

Sun Wuxing and others suddenly relaxed, all in a cold sweat, secretly calling for luck. Wu Yingqing look at Zhuang Hua and asked in a low voice, "Zhuang Wangu?"

Zhuang Hua nodded and said, "With my second uncle coming out, he will be all right. Let's go back first."

The three greeted Sun Wuxing and others, and then left, and then Wuxiang, Dao and others also said goodbye, leaving Sun Wuxing and others alone.

Sun Wuxing said, "Where are we going? Just now, that guy was so powerful that he also went to chase the ghost prince. Will it be bad for the second brother?"

Li Luan said coldly, "If the Master has an order, we will wait for the Master to come back here. If this vast wilderness is separated, it will be more difficult to find."

Sun Wuxing said, "How can we let the second brother fight against the enemy alone?"

"You think we can beat the man just now if we rush there. On the contrary, you will be more flexible if you are alone."

Everyone was speechless and looked at each other in congnosant. What Li Luan said was extremely good. At present, the only appropriate thing to do was to wait patiently here.

Flying sand and stones, and the wind is blowing. In this ghost sand and wind, the prince of the ghost is like a fish in water, and the hundreds of ghosts and charms previously lost in the ghost robe are gradually replenished. Although the underworld prince went smoothly, he was frightened and inexplicably in his heart. It turned out that a divine thought rose in his heart. His yuan god was actually locked by a powerful divine idea and tracked him all the way. No matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of it, and he was getting closer and closer.

"Who is this? This ghost sand was refined by my father himself. Even in the realm of the earth fairy, he will also be blocked. Is he a fairy?" The prince of Netherworld's heart jumped and inexplicably frightened that he could only escape crazily. He did not expect that Fang Daoming was carrying a chaotic ancient scroll and a tower of creation. How could this kind of anti-sky magic weapon be afraid of ghost sand?

Without tea, the wind and sand gradually stopped, Fang Daoming was getting closer and closer, and the prince of the underworld was already far away.

"Prince of the Underworld! Where are you going? Come on!" Fang Daoming shouted loudly and turned into a rolling Buddha's Zen thunder. It was his ghost nemesis. Suddenly, his heart was frightened and trembled.

At this time, Fang Daoming's capture of creation has fallen from the sky, covering it and overwhelming all sides. Although the cultivation of the Nether Prince has built the yuan god, it is not as good as Zhuanghua and Wu Yingqing, which is far worse than Fang Daoming. What's more, he has just fought fiercely with the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and was shocked by Yuqing Fu and fled desperately. He has already exhausted his soul's wounds and power. How can he withstand his full blow.

With a loud noise, the earth collapsed, the space was distorted, and the underworld prince screamed, and he was almost beaten out of his body. His seven orifices bled and collapsed to the ground. His ghost robe was no longer powerful before, wrapped around his body, like a dead object. Qi Jinbei was also left aside. Yu Rong was red, her eyebrows were frowned, and her silver teeth bit gently, as if she was enduring some pain.

"Dao Mingzong Fang Daoming!" Qi Jinbei and the Underworld Prince were shocked when they saw the people coming, and the latter roared: "I have no grudge against you. Why do you want to kill me?"

"Ah!" With a shocking scream, Fang Daoming slowly raised his right foot on the male life root of the Nether Prince, looked up at the sky, and said lightly, "The moonlight is good tonight."

Qi Jinbei saw the movement and was so scared that his heart beat. The prince of the underworld curled up like a cooked shrimp, covering his lower body with his hands and hummed endlessly. The whole magic road, even if he hated the prince of the underworld, did not dare to act like this. The suzerain was too bold.

"Miss Qi, is this moonlight okay?"

Qi Jinbei suddenly heard that Fang Daoming actually discussed the moonlight with him. He couldn't help but feel numb and his hair was upside down. This scene is strange and abnormal.

"Moon, the moonlight is very good." Qi Jinbei's lips trembled.

General monks are cultivated into yuan gods. Their bodies are strong, and it is impossible to practice them like steel and iron. Although Fang Daoming stepped on it, although he did not destroy it, he was also painful and unspeakable.

"Hello! My father will not let you go. I will definitely return it a hundred times in the future!" The underworld prince gritted his teeth and hated it.

"Ah!" Another scream went straight to the sky. Even Haoyue seemed to be unbearable and hid into the clouds. Fang Daoming slowly raised his right foot again, and his strength was a little greater than the last time.

Fang Daoming muttered, "I'll answer you. If there is one more nonsense, one word is a kick."

"Yes, yes, you ask me and answer." The underworld prince immediately learned the practice and dared not say more nonsense.

Qi Jinbei couldn't help saying secretly, "Sure enough, the wicked need to be milled by the wicked."

"I ask you, the blood river saint you just mentioned caught a fairy female disciple to enjoy with you. Who is she? Where is it now?"

"misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is what I use to demagogic people. It has never been, it has never happened." The underworld prince hurriedly denied it.

"Ah!" Another scream, the ghost prince twisted crazily and begged for mercy: "Don't step on it again, don't step on it again."

Fang Daoming said lightly, "There is no doubt that I am much smarter than you. You also want to fool me about this nonsense. Believe it or not, I will break your life and make you unable to touch a woman for the rest of your life!"

"I said, I said," the underworld prince completely confessed: "They are all the bitches of the Blood River. They have to send a beautiful woman to me. As for her origin, I don't know. I don't want it. If the suzerain likes it, just give it to the suzerain."

Fang Daoming looked at the sky and muttered to himself, "It's getting late. We have to hurry up."