Xiao Daoxiong, who had already lost his mind and had dull eyes, was shaken back to his senses by this sound. He grabbed the buried golden lotus from his arms, raised his hands together high above his head, and roared: "Borrowing the heaven and earth, the golden lotus is in full bloom!"

The nine-petal golden lotus, which was only the size of an apple, turned crazily in Xiao Daoxiong's hands, causing the bright star power to fall into the sky, powerfully suppressing the evil spirits in the valley. The endless poisonous insects were instantly wiped out.

Suddenly, waves of earth rolled in the basin, and the yellow sand rose violently. A ten-foot-tall demon god with a ferocious face broke out of the earth, and yellow sand flowed down from its head like water. A head full of holes, like a honeycomb, was buried in the sand.

exposed.

Then, countless innocent souls swarmed out from the hive above his head and roared ferociously. The shrill and piercing ghost cries shook the surrounding areas. The heaven, earth and sky were covered by evil spirits. For an instant, there was no light in the corridor.

, the dark wind rustled, and the vague Huangquan Road appeared out of thin air at the feet of Xiao Daoxiong, leading straight to the boundless netherworld. The fierce god with half his body exposed in the yellow sand laughed wildly, guiding the innocent souls to rush towards the valley.

"Vacuum hometown, heavenly soldiers help!" Xiao Daoxiong shouted violently, channeling the power of stars, and using mysteries, countless heavenly soldiers descended from the sky, and all kinds of monsters and birds galloped and attacked, fighting with the innocent souls in the valley.

The evil god stared proudly, and the evil energy of the honeycomb above his head suddenly surged. With the help of the evil god, the wronged soul turned into a monster and stepped forward, stretching out its ghost claws and blood-slaughtering heavenly soldiers.

In an instant, blood waves rolled violently in the valley, corpses flew everywhere, heavenly soldiers and generals rushed madly, and strange birds and beasts suddenly appeared and died. Their killing blows and roars were frightening.

Suddenly, the demon god in the valley stood up and rushed into the fighting and shouting army formation, dancing among the thousands of troops. In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, the beasts retreated, the fierce generals fell to the ground, and the war horses stumbled... As the heavenly soldiers retreated, another

A burst of war drums roared wildly, fierce banners undulated, and a whole team of soldiers and horses rode out from the sea of ​​​​blood and corpses...

From a distance, it looks like the innocent souls of heavenly soldiers are fighting desperately in a limited space, refusing to give in an inch. However, Xiao Daoxiong knows that he cannot activate the God Burial Golden Lotus for a long time with his skill. It only takes a cup of tea.

Your energy will be exhausted and you will die without a burial place.

Xiao Daoxiong was resigned to his life and could no longer contain his desire to survive. Seeing the right moment, he pushed out the withered golden lotus in his hand with only one petal left.

"Petals" suddenly missiles, blasting out endless starlight, like a ball of light flashing with dazzling cold light, rushing forward with the force of collapsing mountains and cracking rocks. Countless rays of light, flowing rainbows, fly in all directions, piercing the air

the tip of

A sharp roar suddenly rose into the sky. At the moment when the petals rolled into the battlefield and the narrow and sharp cold light filled the corridor, Xiao Daoxiong's figure flew like lightning, leaped into the air and rolled quickly, and shot towards the mouth of the valley like a sharp arrow.

go.

The right guardian, Monk Qiao, who had been with Xiao Daoxiong for many years, naturally knew him very well. From the moment Xiao Daoxiong took out the God-Burying Golden Lotus, Monk Qiao concluded that he would take the opportunity to escape.

As soon as Xiao Daoxiong appeared, Monk Qiao immediately chased after him. The two rushed out of the corridor one after the other, lying at the mouth of the valley and gasping for air. The congregants left behind by them fell into the siege of ghosts and were attacked one by one.

Pull out your spine and hang it on the rugged cliff.

Not sure whether it was because he was too embarrassed or because he didn't dare to look at the miserable condition of his followers, Xiao Daoxiong covered his face with his hands and lay on the ground without getting up.

However, Monk Qiao turned over, kowtowed to Wu Zhen on the ground and said, "We have done as you asked, can you let us go?"
Chapter completed!