Chapter 53 to death

In the exclamation, the iron rod lama took a step and scolded the warriors: "There are still three left. What are you waiting for?" While talking, the body ignited spontaneously, and the sun and heat wave burned.

Rong Hui stood and fixed his body. Only when he knew that Bixia put up his hand, he was grateful, but he saw the iron rod lama staring at himself and his heart was shocked: "Three, what's left!" Looking at each other with everyone, they all looked appalled.

The petite witch whispered: "Blood sacrifice, there are still three blood sacrifices left." While talking, he flew back, pulled out a blood sword from the bottom of his skirt, and shouted in a low voice: "I'm desperate, come and have a try!" Lightly shake the hilt of the sword, and the blood is full of light.

Rong Hui also reacted: "Why, is it a sacrifice that you fought so hotly before?" But when he heard the sound of spiritual impact coming one after another, he was even more puzzled: "The old monk didn't come, who is he still fighting with?" In a blink of an eye, seeing the disciples of Zhuhua Mountain, the warrior lamas looked over through the fire, and their hearts sank straight.

His pupils shrank rapidly, and his feet seemed to be disobedient and he couldn't help retreating. The iron rod lama stared and sneered: "Go to hell!" The horizontal stick sweeps out.

Bixia frowned and hummed, raised her hand to meet a palm of "golden waves", and the sticks collided with each other with a "boom" explosion. The stick was shaken away by power. Bixia gently squeezed her red lips, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and was also shaken away.

Rong Hui was not shocked and angry, and a fierce anger surged up in his heart and shouted loudly: "'Blood Blood Gun, see you in your next life!" With that, he felt his left hand and took out the red bow from his waist, jumped up and condensed the body. Raise the bow with your left hand and gather the aura. His right hand pulled the string, and the air rippled. In the blink of an eye, he gathered into a golden arrow and shot it out.

The iron rod lama did not dare to underestimate the power of his arrow. The horizontal stick was on his chest and was about to block it, but he saw the golden arrow flying over his head and passing through the wall of fire. Estimating the direction, he secretly said "not good" and shouted, "Stop it!" It was too late to open his mouth, and before he finished speaking, a Thunderbolt came back.

Everyone's hearts were stunned and followed the trend. They saw that the golden arrow was hitting the "purple stone", turning into a wave of fire, wrapping the "golden stone" and then shooting. As soon as Shuangshi left, the man on the stage suddenly opened his eyes and burst into blood in his pupils. His eyes swept over, like a ghost hand, holding everyone's throat one by one.

"Don't you want the 'blood coagulation gun'? Go and get it!" Rong Hui's eyes were like the first sun. He stared back at the man on the stage and laughed loudly: "If you want me to die, I will pull you to bury you!" With that, he retreated to Bixia and helped her up with his own hands.

Before the words fell, the man on the stage stretched out his hand in front of him and showed a six-foot gun out of thin air. Everyone saw that the gun body was as dark as ink, and the head of the gun was divided into three strands, and their faces changed greatly. Some people exclaimed: "The blood coagulation gun... the blood coagulation gun..."

The man on the stage stood as loose and turned a deaf ear. Scan it with your eyes and draw it horizontally. This shot was ordinary, as far as the gunshot could, and the aura was shaken, "Puff, Puff..." and exploded one after another. Everyone under the stage was about to fly to avoid it, but they found that their blood flow was stagnant and they could not move, so they had to carry their own magic power and were hit by a magic gun. After the gunman, his face was as white as paper, and his heart was shocked: "It's still like this with a shot. If you rely on it, what should you do?"

Rong Hui stood far away and was not affected. He couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Who is the person with the gun?"

"The spirit." Bixia wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth and shook her head to laugh at herself: "I didn't expect that this 'blood coagulation gun' gave birth to a weapon. No one can live today."

The iron rod lama stood a little farther away. After the magic power to resolve the magic gun, he suddenly turned around, stared at Rong Hui, and shouted in a low voice: "It's all you, it's all you!" While talking, he raised the stick and was about to smash it. The stick did not fall, and the white light flashed in the air. Then the snake danced wildly, and there was a Thunderbolt. The wind came one after another.

Yong Hui followed the situation and saw the purple gold and stones looking for each other in the air. He couldn't help laughing: "Heavenly disaster, heaven disaster! Hahaha... Die, it's best to die clean..." In the laughter, I only felt that the wind penetrated the body, penetrated the qi and blood, and quickly drumned the spiritual power to resist.

Bixia and Xiaoxuan were struck by thunder, their scalps were numb, and their chests were hammered. Fortunately, all three of them have experience, but I think it's an opportunity. Looking at each other, they all saw the joy in each other's eyes, and then calmed down, holding each other's hands and bearing together.

After the iron rod lama was split twice in a row, his face was like gold paper, and he could only sit down with a stick, carry the magic power, and gasp. The little prince was surrounded by the warriors and thundered twice. After being thundered, he shouted, "There is noble blood of the golden family in my body. You can't kill me, you can't..."

The voice was sad and fierce, and before he finished speaking, the "blood-clotting gun" hummed softly and followed the sound. The blood was everywhere, and the sound stopped abruptly. When he saw the lightning coming again, he couldn't help roaring: "Get out, get out, get out..." The magic gun danced wildly, and the blood burst out, and he was about to compete with the thunder.

The monks and lamas sat down together and protected themselves with their magical power. But under the thunder, it is like a thin layer of paper, swaying. Between the thunder and wind, sometimes they were affected by the aftermath of the "blood clading gun". The gun passed by and fell down one by one. After several collapses in a row, the grassland warriors dispersed, showing their magical power and holding their heads.

The field is thunderous, the wind is blowing, and everyone is in danger. The panda looked at the people on the scene as if nothing had happened. Rong Hui and the three of them had the lowest cultivation and the least threatened. When they caught a glimpse of the magic power of the people, they couldn't help but marvel at them.

Bixia saw that the two were puzzled and casually scratched: "The flashing shadow of the monk on his body is the 'Arhat Magic Kung fu', with 500 changes. The appearance of the body, and the dragon outside the body is the 'dragon-lowering elephant skill', with both attack and defense, and infinite power. The body is as red as fire, which is the third 'King Kong Magic Power', which can add mana..."

Rong Hui looked at each other and saw the disciples of Huashan faction cross their knees together and show their Taoism. Or the body is ethereal, like smoke and clouds. Or like a mountain, standing in the sky. Or it is as clear as a lake, and the waves are calm... It seems that the weather is magnificent and wonderful. Under the wind and thunder, they were all distracted and shaky for a long time. Knowing that as soon as they died, the power should bear it by itself, so she motioned the two women to sit down cross-legged and recover their power while the power was still weak.

Yin and Yang Shuangshi circled and chased in the air, and in the sound of thunder, they flew around the "blood clotting gun". The thunder pointed out and burst, making the spirit gradually blurred, and finally turned into a black gas and collapsed. With a bang, the magic gun landed. The thunder continued, and there were two explosions, and the magic gun was extinguished, leaving only the head of a gun.

In a moment, the "God Gun" was extinguished, and Leiwei increased sharply. The white light flashed, and the silver snake danced wildly, rushing around the world. The yin and yang double stone lost its position, and the thunder fell where it passed, and the wind rotated and spread around.

The pastoral warriors were running around, but none of them were swept by the wind and thunder, killed one after another, cremated, or melted, and were spared. The disciples of Huashan, the Buddhist monks, even suffered a few thunders and sprayed blood one after another. Rong Hui watched others die, gloated, and did not dare to be careless. Suddenly, I felt a numbness on the top of my head and spread to the soles of my feet in an instant. My whole body was like being stabbed by a needle, and the labor pain was difficult. For a moment, my mind was confused, and I only knew how to fight for spiritual power.

Xiaoxuan and Bixia felt that Rong Hui came from a blazing current and dared not force it back. They could only be guided to all over their bodies. For a time, they were like being in an oven, and even their souls would be refined. I don't have to think much about it anymore, but I just struggle to bear it.

The witch danced the blood sword and resisted the thunder. Lei Wei attacked, the blood mist splashed, and her body also sank. The white light flashed and the blood fog dispersed. She was like holding a soldering iron and suddenly heard a few crisp sounds. When she saw the blood sword broken, her heart was shocked and spit out a mouthful of blood. Before she could react, she saw a white light flashing, her mind buzzing, her whole body was hot, and her eyes turned black, and she was unconscious.

The blonde and the slender girl tried their best in the wind and wanted to fly out of the hole. But when I ran to the edge of the platform, I saw the black light flashing in the spiritual fog, which was strange and useless. Space crack?" The blonde lost her voice and exclaimed, "What should I do..." Before she finished speaking, she felt a little. Suddenly, she turned around and saw the purple-gold double stone rotating, and the white light flashed in horror, her limbs were hot, her body was empty, and she was unconscious.

Rong Hui's body suddenly became cold and hot, and shuttled through the world of ice and fire in a trance. In the end, he didn't know whether it was cold or hot. He only knew how to work hard... Suddenly, he felt itchy in his neck, and he couldn't help trembling. When he opened his eyes, a big red tongue was licking himself. It turned out to be the cat and bear. He couldn't help but be surprised: "You'm not dead, and I'm not dead?" After shaking his mind, he saw the two women lying on the ground. Although their breathing was weak, they were full of breath, so they stretched out their hands and shouted, "Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan, Bixia, Bixia, wake up, wake up, we are all right..."

The two woke up in shock, their bodies trembled slightly, and slowly opened their eyes to see that the other party was not only unimpeded, but also more happy. Rong Hui and Xiaoxuan stared at each other. One had reached the "Young Yang period" and the other had reached the "Young Yin period" and smiled at each other. Bixia also rejoiced for the two of them: "Congratulations, weak crown!"

Yong Hui laughed and sat cross-legged. Seeing that the sword had been smashed into pieces, he sighed, but found a purple stone under him and pinched it coldly. He couldn't help but suspect: "This is..."

Bixia was happy to move the color. She stood up and looked around. When she saw herself lying down, there was also a golden stone. She happily picked it up and explained with a smile: "This is the 'yin and yang stone'. It's full of power. That's it. But even the big one of this broad bean is also precious. Here you are!" Saying that, he threw it to Xiaoxuan.

Xiaoxuan raised his hand and took it, lowered his head and got up. However, he saw a layer of white light under the "Phoenix egg" under the collar and quickly asked everyone, "Look, what's wrong?"

"It saved us!" Bixia pondered for a moment and explained cautiously, "It can actually absorb power. Every such baby is rare. Put it away."

Xiaoxuan nodded, looked at the high platform and said, "Let's go!"

Rong Hui was happy with the color and flew to the high platform. I saw a group of magic weapons scattered in the ice dregs of the ashes, but most of them were broken and swept away. Thinking of the old monk's "five dragon pestle", it turned into a gust of wind and went straight to the southwest corner, but found a lot of ashes beside the "five dragon pestle", with a set of golden saddle bris on it. Thinking of the corpse repair riding the "Golden Bell Skeleton Horse", he sighed and got into the ring.

He picked up the "Five Dragon pestle" to play. It was actually made of King Kong, no more than 100 catties. He couldn't help sighing: "I finally found a good treasure!" Suddenly, I heard Bixia's voice: "Come on, someone is coming!" The voice was very flustered.

Rong Hui was stunned, rushed out with the sound, and ran to the stage while breathing. He saw Bixia and Xiaoxuan respectively showing their magical power and bombarding the stone platform. Not to ask, he waved his left hand gently and made a move of "golden waves" and throwing a golden pestle. The gold and stone hit each other, and the stone platform was shocked. He urged a few times of stamina, and the golden light of the "five dragon pestle" was released, making a dragon cry. The stone platform burst, showing a vortex of spiritual liquid.

Rong Hui quickly stepped on the stone platform and saw a cut of black iron on the stage. He thought it should be a treasure. He took it casually and put it into the ring together with the golden pestle.

Bixia looked back and urged repeatedly: "Give me the "yin and Yang Stone" quickly. They're coming in." With that, he stepped on the stone platform and walked to the front of the cave. Rong Hui was also a little anxious, threw out the purple stone, took the opportunity to suck the bear, and held it in his hand.

The three gods are connected and step into the whirlpool together. Bixia held the "Yinyang Double Stone" and waited for her body to gradually restrain. Suddenly, she pinched hard and then released it. The shadow restrained, the two stones fell, and the white light flashed and exploded. As far as the power can reach, the whirlpool stirs and turns into a wave of air, swinging around like a tide. The auras stirred with each other and dispersed one after another, causing the mountain belly to roar and tremble.