Chapter 171 Show the Divine Power on a Sunny Day

"Bum bang!" Jin Huanghuang's gun rolled up the red fire along the broken and groaning phosphorus fire ghost whip against the current, and suddenly smashed Bao Xiaotian's arms to pieces, bursting a blood-red fog.

Qing'er looked calm, and her spiritual consciousness firmly locked the Qi machine of the Blood Flame Ghost King, and did not allow it to take advantage of the situation to escape. The fixed magic gun broke out of the cocoon from the violent light and plunged into Bao Xiaotian's chest!

Bao Xiaotian roared in despair and felt that his soul was mercilessly devoured by the powerful gun power penetrated into his body, turning into wisps of resentment and integrating into the magic gun.

It also deserves Bao Xiaotian's bad luck. If it fights with Qinger with a phosphorus fire ghost whip, with more than 2,000 years of Taoism, it will not be a problem to support 20 or 30 rounds. However, he wanted to bully the weak and shake it head-on with the phosphorus fire ghost whip and Qinger. Suddenly, he was bombarded by the divine power of the three worlds by the magic gun, and his soul was scattered.

"What a cruel girl!" Over there, the monks of the Wangchuan Ghost King suddenly changed color, and he had no choice but to wait for the rescue.

It can't be blamed for not being saved, including all the enemy and us. Except for Chu Tian, who would have thought that Qing'er would kill the bloody flame ghost king Bao Xiaotian who came to the leader's face with only one person?!

Monk first had no friendship with Bao Xiaotianyuan, but the rabbit died and the fox couldn't be angry. His palms were pressed in front of his chest, and the spirit around him suddenly rolled over, transforming into a long river-like black soft whip, whining and roaring and attacking Qing'er's face door.

When the cold blue ghost Wang Cui Miaoyan saw that the monk first attacked Xiang Qinger with the Wangchuan autumn water whip cast with his own soul, lest it would still not be the girl's opponent. He rolled his wrists and took out an emerald green machete shaped like a horn, about four feet long, and scolded loudly: "Kill everyone and take down the coffin of the god!"

The seven ghosts behind him heard the order and rushed up with the magic blades.

Chu Tian did not panic to take out Xiaofeng Canyuexiao, and Dantian Fandu's magic spirit was like the Yangtze River, and it was injected into the flute endlessly.

But listening to the faint sound of the flute, the crystal clear blue light sprayed out of the hole of the flute, turning into a surging tide of swords, pouring into hundreds of evil spirits like mountains and seas.

For a moment, the void was full of boundless murderous atmosphere, and the blue light shone the original dark abyss brilliantly, as if the whole world would be completely submerged by this rolling blue tide.

"Boom-bang--" Many evil spirits were submerged in the blue tide in an instant, bursting and disappearing in rows, just like a ploughing court sweeping the cave, and the momentum taught people to cring and fear.

E Wujing and Huanyun Ghost King Zhu Wuchang and others were stunned and thought they were dreaming.

First, Qing'er held a golden gun and picked down the blood flame ghost king Bao Xiaotian in just one round. Then Chu Tian swept hundreds of ghosts with a magic flute alone, and the soul flew like a broken bamboo wherever the blue tide passed.

This is not the expected fierce battle. It is clear that Chu Tian and Qinger are killing chickens with a cow knife, a small test!

You should know that there are three ghost kings and seven ghosts who come with Bao Xiaotian. Even if you cut wheat, you have never seen such a happy one.

"It's a thousand armies!" Cui Miaoyan was shocked and hurriedly thought about the magic treasure "Cold Smoke". The gulls and gull and condensed into layers of "Cui Smoke Screen" like a light veil. She tried her best to resist the bombardment of thousands of troops. She shouted, "Go up and kill that boy first!"

The seven ghosts moved when they heard the wind, urging the evil spirits under their command to kill Chu Tian.

Chu Tian floated in the abyss, facing hundreds of evil spirits with murderous faces, and his expression was calm and melted into the sea. On the spiritual platform, the "front of the sound of nature" condensed from the Xiaofeng remnant moon flute is connected with his mind and has no gap, galloping through the thousands of troops as he wants.

Every edge of the sound of nature is just like a beautiful rain rainbow. The sky is free and unrestrained, full of spirituality and murderous intent. It splits off the palm of the magic soldiers and accurately smashes the figures of evil spirits.

Seeing this situation, the seven ghosts couldn't help but tremble. They couldn't get down. There was a green smoke array behind them. They could only show their life-saving stunts at the bottom of the box. They gritted their teeth in the turbulent blue tide, and privately counted on Chu Tianhou's powerless magic exhaustion.

However, contrary to expectations, the ovens of heaven and earth in the Chu celestial body are burning brightly, constantly refining the Yunlu aura that runs from the virtual world of Yuanchen, and pouring it into the Xiaofeng remnant moon flute.

"Boom -" The evil spirits behind the seven ghosts keep falling down, and nearly half of them have been killed or injured, and the seven of them are also difficult to protect themselves. If it hadn't been for the protection of Cui Miaoyan, it would have followed Bao Xiaotian's footsteps.

Cui Miaoyan was about to crack. She was about to kill Chu Tian desperately. Suddenly, she heard a muffled hum at the monk. She was swept by Qinger's bound magic gun, and her body was split into two pieces.

It was cold at the bottom of its heart, and it realized that if he didn't retreat at this moment, he would not escape death.

At present, Cui Miaoyan suppressed the hatred and waved the "cold magic knife" in his hand to cover Qinger. He could save the injured monk first and shouted in a low voice: "Get out!"

At this time, E Wujing came to his senses and shouted, "Brothers, kill me!" He swayed the grinding gold bully and hammered the horse first, and the following mountain tigers killed the seven ghosts.

His cultivation has just broken through the state of mind washing, and the zombie magic skills have been unfolded, and it is natural to deal with the ghost. However, in addition to the monk Xian and Cui Miaoyan, who are still fighting hard with Qinger, there are also seven ghost masters on the opposite side. If they rush up, they can chop E unruly into meat mud with three moves and two moves.

Fortunately, these ghosts have already been killed by Chu Tian's thousands of troops. They finally heard that Cui Miaoyan issued a retreat order. Which one would foolishly stay here and wait for death? One by one, they fought and retreated, hoping that their companions could stand up for themselves.

But these days, ghosts have also learned to be smart. It's more difficult to find a big brainless scapegoat than to the sky. In the blink of an eye, the ghosts were defeated like mountains and fled to the top of the abyss.

The Wuchang of the Magic Cloud Ghost King suddenly came to his spirit and secretly congratulated that he was wise. He just now did not turn back to Bao Xiaotian. He immediately shouted loudly, "There is injustice, revenge, revenge, don't let Cui Miaoyan and monism first!"

Although it is called mountain sound, it is quite self-acious. He generously gave the two most pricking ghost kings to Qing'er. He was like a tiger entering the sheep and rushed to the seven ghosts.

Those defeated soldiers who followed E's unruly mother and son retreated here. Seeing that the situation was reversed and their side's victory were in sight, they were all surprised, and they roared and rushed up.

The so-called clay man also has three points of earth, not to mention the evil spirits in the underground world? Who wants to be driven around like a duck? He is in fear all day long. At this moment, there are two masters of Qinger and Chu Tian, who hold the simple situation, and there are E unrestrained to take the lead with Zhu Wuchang. They are all excited and scramble for fear that they can't even drink soup.

Chu Tian saw that the overall situation had been decided, so he slowly stopped the sound of the flute. This time, he used the "Thousands of Army Break", releasing a total of 1,024 heavenly fronts, using more than 50% of the magic gas stored in Dantian.

However, the heaven and earth oven is running rapidly, constantly refining Yunlu Reiki into Fandu magic gas, and replenishing it into the slightly empty Dantian. At the present speed, you can recover to eight success without a cup of tea.

While he was transporting his skills and paying attention to the war situation, he saw that Qinger was one against two, and the boundary magic gun was powerful and incoherent. On the contrary, the two ghost kings, Cui Miaoyan and Xiu Daoxian, were tightly locked in the gun and could not escape. Winning is only a matter of time.

On the other side, the unrestrained singing and advancing, and the resentment that has accumulated for many days can finally be relieved.

He joined hands with Zhu Wuchang and the other three ghosts to kill the other two ghosts, and the remaining five had no way to escape.

Lao Zhu was unwilling to be lonely, and he didn't know where he picked up the magic hammer and followed the ghosts into the battle group. Seeing this, several evil spirits joined hands to besiege and fought fiercely with him.

When he fought to the heart, Lao Zhu bravely smashed a hanging ghost with his tongue hanging down to his knees into meat sauce. The bad wind behind him was like a note, and another headless evil spirit rushed up with his teeth and claws.

Lao Zhugang wanted to turn around and fight. Suddenly, he saw Wen Jing quietly killing out of the oblique thorn. His arms shook away the opponent's ghost's claws and opened his mouth to bite the neck of the headless evil spirit.

There was a scream in the headless evil spirit's stomach, and the smoke from his whole body quickly atrophied and dried up.

Wen Jing sucked up the essence of the headless evil spirit, and her face was still expressionless. Her body fluttered at another evil spirit like a ghost, which made him stunned.

Suddenly, the purple fog hole above opened, and there was a deafening roar, like a falling hammer that made everyone's ears buzz and hurt, and they were about to faint.

An old man in a silver robe fell from the sky. His cold and sharp eyes swept over the battlefield below, and his right hand slightly raised his palm and spit out the cold shining silver light knife towards Qinger.

This light knife suddenly soared in the air, rapidly expanding from the first three feet to more than six feet long, fierce and fierce, as if all the vitality between heaven and earth had been cut off by it.

"The thunderstorm ghost Emperor Lei Jingcheng is coming!" At the moment before, Zhu Wuchang, the majestic cloud ghost king, saw the old man in silver robe, like a mouse seeing a cat and couldn't help shivering.

In a critical period of time, the red light under the abyss bloomed, and the coffin of Haotian God roared and rose to the sky, and went straight into the "Thunderstorm Knife" cut by Leijing City.

Just as the Haotian god coffin and the thunderstorm knife were getting closer and closer, the coffin cover suddenly flew up, like a huge sound of a golden mountain falling "boom" hitting the blade.

The "clap" of the thunderstorm knife splashed countless fine light, and the light suddenly darken.

The lid of the coffin was also excited to fly out, but a big hand suddenly stretched out of the coffin and stepped over the five-foot space, firmly grasping it. The zombie mother stood up from the coffin of Haotian God, stared at Lei Jingcheng angrily, and shouted viciously, "Old Lei, you old and immortal thing, give it back to my husband!"