Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 1241 War Horse
I was angry and angry, and this palm was so hard that I almost knocked the guy's head away. I could clearly hear the sound of the skull breaking. However, just when I killed this guy, Monk Hua and everyone rushed towards me.

"Get away!" Monk Hua suddenly shouted with veins popping up on his head.

After exchanging the hostages, I knew that a war was inevitable, and the Dragon Team Deacons were definitely going to go on a killing spree.

Therefore, I was prepared, and immediately activated Mizong Babu and rushed to the side of Monk Hua. Monk Hua had already activated the purple golden bowl. During the golden glow, the Buddha's light enveloped him and a protective barrier was formed. , wrapping everyone in it.

As a large group of large and small "Buddha" characters flickered around everyone, gunshots from all directions suddenly exploded like exploding beans, all pouring towards the protective barrier condensed by Hua Monk.

Fortunately, Monk Hua's purple golden bowl was extremely powerful and indestructible, and all the bullets that poured in were isolated.

Zhou Xinran took a step forward, and raised the thunderbolt sword high in his hand. While chanting the mantra, the lightning flashed on the thunderbolt sword, and a powerful current gushed out from the thunderbolt sword, heading straight towards the dragon sitting on the grand master's chair. The deacon of the group left, and the deacon of the dragon group sneered at us slightly with a look of contempt on his face. The white paper fan in his hand suddenly opened, facing the electric current shot by Zhou Xinran, he slapped it lightly, and a wave suddenly blew up on the ground. Gangfeng, the powerful current was suddenly changed in its trajectory, and hit a big tree not far away. The big tree suddenly made a roar, and with a white smoke transpiration, it burned into a raging fire.

As soon as the fight started, it was an earth-shaking scene. What made me panic the most was the firearms in the hands of everyone in Sihaimen. Once the Buddhist light of Monk Hua was no longer enveloped, all of us would be beaten into pieces.

In order to break through this dangerous situation, the people of Sihaimen must be stirred into a pot of porridge so that they dare not shoot indiscriminately.

Thinking of this, I took the second senior brother out of the Qiankun Eight Treasure Bag, and threw it towards the place where the crowd was densest. The fat body of the second senior brother rushed forward, and when he was almost in the middle of the crowd, he just He burned the real fire lotus on his body and immediately set several people on fire, causing a cry of surprise from the crowd.

While releasing the second senior brother, I immediately thought of Mengmeng. This little girl has been sleeping for a long time since she was injured by Elder Baihu. I have not communicated with her for a long time. Now she is so dangerous. In such a situation, it would be the best if it could come out to help, and it would definitely be of great help to us. It can release countless ghost soldiers and ghost generals, which is just right to deal with this group of mobs in the Four Seas Gate, so that we will not be sniped.

Thinking of this, I started to quickly communicate with Mengmeng, and put my consciousness into the Qiankun Eight Treasure Bag. After a while, I got in touch with Mengmeng. Mengmeng has been sleeping to recuperate and recover her spiritual power. I said that its injury has not fully recovered and it will take some time. I briefly talked to Mengmeng about the current situation. When she heard that I was about to die, Mengmeng couldn't calm down anymore. He promised me to come out to help, but he just said he couldn't stay outside for too long.

It would be great if she could come out to help. Once this little girl comes out, she will definitely greatly increase our strength.

In an instant, Mengmeng turned into a ball of scarlet evil spirit and flew out from the Eight Treasure Bag of the Universe. As soon as he appeared, he was startled by the surrounding scene and quickly transformed into a human form. He hugged my thigh tightly, and his little body couldn't help but tremble.

Damn it, what's going on? How could Mengmeng be afraid of becoming like this?
"Brother Xiaojiu... This Buddha's light is so powerful... Mengmeng doesn't dare to get close..."

It turns out that Mengmeng is the purple golden bowl of the fearful flower monk. The purple golden bowl embodies the Buddhist power of Buddhist monks in the past generations of Ziliang Mountain. Even Mengmeng who has achieved the body of a ghost is afraid of it.

I informed Monk Hua and asked him to open a gap, and then Mengmeng turned into a scarlet evil spirit again and flew out towards the outside.

As soon as Mengmeng left, she immediately headed towards the place where the crowd was the densest. A cloud of scarlet evil spirit floated past, and dozens of people fell down. They were all lying on the ground trembling, surrounded by a soul-wrecking spirit. Evil spirit.

Immediately afterwards, Mengmeng condensed into a human form in mid-air. Her small body floated there. She performed a few beautiful tricks and recited a curse in a childish voice: "You man's dark soldiers, war horses and ghost generals, listen to me." Give the order, burst out of the ground, fight and kill, if you dare to disobey, you will be attacked with a thunder ax..."

As Mengmeng's spell was uttered, a thin layer of mist began to rise in the large forest, and small whirlwinds blew up. In a moment, those small whirlwinds turned into ghost soldiers. The ghost generals and some ancient generals riding tall horses and holding long swords and spears rushed into the crowd of Sihaimen without saying a word. After a series of killings, everyone in Sihaimen fell on their backs. , howling.

"Ghost!" Deacon Long, who had been sitting on the Taishi chair, suddenly couldn't calm down. He stood up suddenly, touched the ground with his toes, and floated towards Mengmeng, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Being disturbed by Mengmeng, there were hundreds of ghost soldiers and generals in an instant, killing everyone on sight. It was unstoppable. These people from Sihaimen no longer bothered to shoot, and they all changed their magic weapons to fight with the ghost soldiers. The ghosts fought against each other.

Without the threat of guns, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing the deacon of the dragon group rushing towards Mengmeng, Monk Hua directly collected the purple golden bowl, pinched a magic spell and controlled the purple golden bowl to hit the deacon of the dragon group. The deacon of the dragon group had no trace of his body. After a pause, he waved the white paper fan in his hand, and a fierce strong wind blew, which directly turned the purple golden bowl and hit us.

Just when the deacon of the dragon group was about to rush to Mengmeng's side, a beauty dressed in white as snow stopped in front of the deacon of the dragon group. Her long sleeves were fluttering like a snake, twisting towards the deacon of the dragon group. And go.

At the same time, Zhou Xinran, Zhou Yiyang's uncle, also rushed up to meet him and got into a scuffle with the deacon of the dragon group.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Monk and I, Bai Zhan and Zhou Yiyang also rushed forward, intending to attack in groups and try to capture the Dragon Group Deacon.

However, the cultivation level of this dragon group deacon is much more powerful than that of the lion group deacon. As soon as the four of us young juniors stepped up, we immediately felt the difference. Bai Zhan was kicked away by the dragon group deacon within three rounds of his climb. out.

(End of this chapter)