The giant ax is like the wind, and it cuts down like a wheel. If it is hit, the soul of the soul will fly to pieces on the spot. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple
Chen Jianchen had been prepared for a long time. As soon as he thought about it, Feitian Yaksha circled extremely flexibly and was able to avoid it. Chen Jianchen turned back to look at the moon and pointed out the evil spirits with the evil-preventing pen in his hand.
The extremely sharp pen was pointed in the void, and the ghost of the armor riding the Yin horse disappeared inexplicably and disappeared without a trace.
Jie Jie!
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This attack was as unexpected as the first time. Almost at the same time as the strange laughter started, the claws appeared.
Chen Jianchen was not afraid in the face of danger. A light flashed from the back of his head, and the Haoran Yangwu Sword appeared and faced the bone claws.
boom!
The two collided, righteousness was stimulated, and the bone claws were immediately shattered. They looked unexpectedly weak.
"not good¡¡"
Chen Jianchen felt a warning sign in his heart. A black shadow swept up from below. Looking more realistically, it turned out to be a tree root. It was an unknown number of feet long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl. There were some small roots growing on it, like roots. Like little tentacles.
Chen Jianchen was very familiar with such a tree root: Isn¡¯t that the dryad¡¯s specialty? How could he be summoned by Hou Qing?
Three waves of attacks in a row, both virtual and real, but all of them are unpredictable and changeable. Hou Qing's strength and methods are simply endless and unimaginable. Based on this alone, he is infinitely better than Wang Chenghuang and his ilk.
When there was no time to spare, Chen Jianchen didn't have time to think too much and drove the flying yaksha to accelerate towards the void.
Phew!
The roots whizzed past, like a soft whip, suddenly made a semi-circle, and wrapped around Feitian Yaksha's feet accurately. (¡¶¡·)
"Danger!"
Chen Jianchen is now riding on the back of Feitian Yaksha. If Yaksha is seriously attacked and falls, his soul will also fall from the sky to the ground.
With this fall, there is no doubt that Soul God will be seriously injured or even die directly.
The world of the underworld, to put it bluntly, is the world of souls and gods. It is by no means false, but a real existence. When the Soul God goes inside, he must also abide by the rules of this time and space, and even become fragile. Once the soul is harmed, it will be difficult to return to the body of the earth.
The movements of the roots were very fast. In just a moment, they violently dragged Feitian Yaksha and slammed him down to the ground. It looked like they were going to smash both Yasha and Chen Jianchen to pieces.
At the moment of life and death, Chen Jianchen was surprisingly calm. With a buzzing sound, Haoran Yangwu's sword was unsheathed and turned into a flying sword. The light shone everywhere, cutting off the roots wrapped around Feitian Yaksha at the waist, and splashing out a cloud of turquoise liquid.
There were low moans and groans of pain, and it was obvious that this sword had hurt Hou Qing who was hiding in the dark.
The roots were chopped off, and the attack became invisible at the same time. Feitian Yaksha, who had been entangled and lost his balance, returned to normal and roared again and again. But Chen Jianchen did not issue an attack order, and it did not dare to attack privately. Moreover, there was no trace of Hou Qing, so the attack had no target and was completely useless.
"Hahaha, you stinky scholar, you can't defeat me, just wait and die!"
Hou Qing¡¯s roaring voice and strange aura came from all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish its exact location.
Chen Jianchen calmed down, holding a sword in one hand and a pen in the other. The sword and pen were in hand, and his mood was surprisingly calm and cold. He issued an order for Feitian Yaksha to land, step down, and keep his feet on the ground - there are too many flaws when you are in the air, and you have to take into account the safety of Feitian Yaksha, so it would be better to have an advantage on the ground. ""
"Yaksha, go and help Wang Chenghuang and the others."
After giving the order, Feitian Yaksha seemed to be a free Menghu, howling and roaring towards the battlefield.
At this time, on the plains at the peak of Black Mountain, a war between gods and ghosts was in full swing. Hou Qing had not been running Black Mountain for a long time, but he was extremely skillful. He had collected many ghosts and ghosts, and secretly trained and trained them. The enchanting crow and so on. Among them, three ordinary yakshas are leaders, resisting the attack of Wang Chenghuang's troops. The two sides are fighting inextricably.
There is a poem that goes: The people in the temple are angry with the wine and meat, and the ghosts and ghosts are howling in the dark!
When Feitian Yaksha joins the battle group, he is like a tiger joining a flock of sheep, waving his claws. Whenever he catches the ghost in his hand, he stuffs it into his mouth without any explanation, and it is as delicious as chewing meat.
How many did you eat?Afterwards, his whole body was filled with black energy, which was sinister. His already burly and powerful body inexplicably swelled by two points.
It has the imprint of Chen Jianchen¡¯s righteousness in its body and is closely connected with Chen Jianchen. Chen Jianchen sensed the strange behavior of Feitian Yaksha immediately. He felt that Feitian Yaksha's power was rapidly increasing while swallowing the ghost. His aura became more powerful and began to attack Chen Jianchen's mark of the ghost-fighting technique that controlled its soul.
If the mark can be washed away by it, Feitian Yaksha will be completely free. He will be neither controlled by Chen Jianchen nor Hou Qing, and will become a very terrifying ghost.
However, how could Chen Jianchen allow it to develop? The mark formed by the righteousness glowed brightly, and he suddenly took the initiative, and all the auras of the incoming criminals were broken and melted away.
"Yaksha, you are not allowed to swallow ghosts anymore!"
Chen Jianchen knows that Feitian Yaksha can greatly increase his strength by devouring ghosts. In a way, it can be regarded as an element that can be used. It's just that the enemy is facing us right now, and we have no time to distract ourselves, but we can't let it grow uncontrollably. If something goes wrong, the other party is likely to be out of control, and it will be out of control.
After receiving Chen Jianchen¡¯s order, Feitian Yaksha felt a little dissatisfied, making a roaring sound, his eyes only staring at those ghosts, showing a greedy look. It can be seen from this that its instinctive power has reached a very powerful level, and it does not even obey its master's words.
Chen Jianchen frowned: At this moment, it is not a good thing to be distracted by Feitian Yaksha. Immediately activate the mark and transform it back into the character form. It is a big word "zhen" that hits hard.
"ah!"
Feitian Yaksha was heartbroken with pain. Even though it was as powerful as it was, it couldn't help it. It only felt a splitting headache and rolled on the ground. It quickly fell to its knees and begged for mercy.
At this time, the instinct to survive suddenly overshadowed the instinct to devour.
These accidents may sound long, but in fact they only take a few breaths. Chen Jianchen suppressed Feitian Yaksha and acted strangely, which was immediately caught by Hou Qing:
"You stinking scholar, do you think that my flying yaksha is so easy to snatch? I will teach you that you will die without a burial place today! All living beings have the demonic aspect, but I have the demonic aspect!"
After the roar, there were strange crackling sounds. Where Chen Jianchen was, the ground continued to crack within a few feet, and pairs of white bone claws came out, trying desperately to catch Chen Jianchen.
Chen Jianchen sneered and said: "Let me defeat some of these weird tricks!" Without telling him any moves, Haoran raised his sword and swung it in all directions, chopping, slashing, stabbing or cutting. Wherever the sword light hit, the white bones and claws turned into withered bones. , suddenly shattered into powder.
Roar!
The real attack came at this moment. In the endless void above the head, the wind and clouds changed dramatically, the aura was chaotic, and finally a huge vortex condensed.
The vortex spins extremely fast and is silent, which can give people a heavy psychological pressure.
"All living beings have the demonic appearance, but I have the demonic appearance!"
A hoarse, half-sharp scream came from the center of the whirlpool. At the same time, a huge face emerged from it - what kind of face is this? It's not that it looks terrifying, but that the face of a man who was originally so lively has been painted with makeup. Now it is enlarged and makes people When I saw it, the hair on my body stood up, and goosebumps couldn't stop falling down.
The giant face changed, and in the end only a big mouth remained, roaring, as if it could swallow the whole world, and rushed down, aiming at Chen Jianchen who was standing on the ground.
The momentum was so amazing that everyone on the battlefield was attracted by the alarm.
Wang Chenghuang happened to kill a ghost general. When he looked up, he was shocked, frightened and panicked, and even felt a trace of despair: "The realm of Dharma is indeed the realm of Dharma!"
"In the underworld, apart from the Ten Halls of Yama, the other hundreds of ghosts and gods are all practicing Taoism. Ghost cultivation is a journey of many hardships and is extremely difficult. It is ten times more difficult than demon cultivation. Wang Chenghuang has been practicing for a long time, and now he has only perfected the golden elixir. However, Hou Qing, who was just a little mountain god, actually condensed the Dharma in a short period of time. How could Wang Chenghuang not be shocked by this?
Rumors are all facts.
Hou Qing¡¯s growth simply goes against the basic laws of cultivation and is unreasonable. Such a situation can only happen if someone is enlightened.
But now Wang Chenghuang can't think too much about it. He needs to worry about Chen Jianchen even more. The realm of Dharma is no small matter. The huge advantage in the realm can even level the gap between good and evil. And if Chen Jianchen loses, it means that his entire army will be wiped out, and all the city gods and official positions will be in vain.
"Sir, you must not be defeated"
Facing such a huge battle, Chen JianchenHe also showed an extremely solemn demeanor. He was righteous and had dealt with demons in the realms of Jindan and Nascent Soul. It could be said that with a single move, his enemies were wiped out, and he had not withstood too many tests. But right now, the Hou Qing he was facing was in the realm of Dharma.
In the legend, the Dharma has form and quality, is ever-changing, and has endless mysteries. Although Hou Qing is a ghost body and is born with shortcomings, he should not be underestimated.
In the past, the tree demon was the Dharma, and with Yan Chixia's astonishing cultivation, it would take a long time to win and kill him; now, it is Chen Jianchen's turn to face it alone.
If you win this battle, you will definitely benefit a lot!
The giant mouth stood tall, roaring from high in the sky, and countless monsters could be seen faintly within it, baring their teeth and claws. It was simply a scene of a group of demons dancing wildly.
Chen Jianchen suddenly moved. He raised his pen upward and copied out of thin air, with the tip of his pen swirling. He is writing, oh, I should say, he is writing many, many words.
The more words you have, the more it becomes an article!