As the spell is completed, green energy bursts between heaven and earth.
In the bursts of green energy, thirty-three golden-armored gods appeared.
These gods are not like sculptures like the Six Ding Liujia summoned by Hui Lao Liu.
Rather, they are like living creatures, each with a clear face.
Just his eyes were closed tightly and his expression was slightly dull.
After these gods appeared, they immediately roared and raised their weapons to attack the Evil God.
The Demon Mother and Evil God were shocked when they saw this, and could even be said to be panicked.
"Thirty-three gods?!!!"
"This is impossible, how could you induce the Thirty-Three Heavenly Gods to attack me!"
"Who the hell are you?!!!"
When a catastrophe is approaching, the Demon Mother and Evil God dare not show any signs of neglect.
She opened her mouth wide, like a black hole, swallowing all the little ghosts and gods.
The little ghost struggled desperately:
Some howled, some cursed, some begged for mercy...
However, all this is of no avail.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding ghost mist was swallowed up together with the little ghosts and gods.
The body of the evil god has swelled to the height of three stories, with thunder surrounding her head and karmic fire burning at her feet.
This is what a generation of evil gods looked like in their heyday.
"What can the thirty-three gods do? You can't kill me, ancestor!"
The "flying swords" surrounding the Demon Mother and Evil God were struck by Yin thunder and roasted by karma fire, and immediately fell down.
It transformed into the peach wood sword again and flew back to Hua Jiunan's hands.
The Ghost Mother Evil God glared at everyone fiercely.
It was as if I wanted to carve their appearance into my heart with a knife.
As if they were facing a formidable enemy, everyone was on alert.
Hui Laoliu stepped forward with a single step, guarding the exhausted Hua Jiunan tightly behind him.
The Demon Mother Evil God ignored everyone and grabbed the back of her neck with both hands.
As he screamed, he thrust hard, and his entire spine was slowly pulled out.
The spine is filled with fishy flesh and blood, and the top is a huge bull's head.
"I sacrifice my body and flesh, Mother Goddess, help me!"
With a brutal roar, the Demon Mother Evil God took long strides and rushed towards the Thirty-three Heavenly Gods.
The Thirty-Three Heavenly Gods still had the same expression, and they surrounded the Ghost Mother and Evil God and attacked crazily.
Hu Qingshan, who came back to his senses slightly, looked at the fierce "battle between gods and demons" in front of him and let out a sigh.
"It turns out that this is the power of the righteous God, and I can't even match it!"
The others nodded in agreement.
At the same time, I felt many emotions in my heart:
If the Demonic Mother and Evil God had fought like this from the beginning, the five great Immortals might not be able to last for more than a few rounds.
No longer fighting on his own, Wuxin turned back into the shy little monk and hid behind Hua Jiunan.
He held on tightly to the corner of his clothes.
Hua Jiunan also gently touched Wu Xin's little bald head to express comfort.
Seeing this, the two masters Kongchan and Kongchan glared angrily. While they were watching the fight in the field with vigilance, they both saluted Hua Jiunan with their hands together.
"Namo Amitabha."
"The benefactor, with his great wisdom and compassion, saved the great monk Dharma Qing from suffering. We are very grateful."
Although Hua Jiunan is weak, he is not lacking in etiquette.
"You two masters are welcome."
"It's just that the evil god hasn't been wiped out yet. I wonder if Buddhism has a wonderful method?!"
Don’t blame Hua Jiunan for worrying:
At this time, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Gods he had summoned had been beaten back by the Demon Mother Evil God.
His body continued to exude a faint green energy, and it looked like he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
On our side, except for the three eminent monks from the Buddhist sect and Grandma Mai, almost everyone is weak...
Without waiting for an angry look, the two masters Kong Chan replied. Chen Daji, who had regained consciousness, rolled his eyes and had a bad idea.
He quietly walked into Wu Xin, and under the other person's wary "eyes", he took out a pack of spicy strips and handed it to him.
"Light, light, bald brother."
"Don't you think the little devil that was eaten by the big-bellied woman is very similar to the one that came to our house to 'commit suicide'..."
The innocent little monk Wuxin, who was originally innocent and even a little shy, changed his face when he heard these words.
Turning his head like rust, he slowly looked at the Demon Mother Evil God in the fight.
Before Hua Jiunan and others could react, their bodies began to flicker violently.
Everyone felt a chill all over their bodies, and ice actually fell from the sky.
Wu Xin returned to his youthful self in an instant.
Copper face, blood robe, black knife!
In the dark wind, the blood moon hangs obliquely, and the tearful Buddha hangs in the sky!
The faceless ghosts and Buddhas are coming again!
The black dagger pointed at the Demon Mother Evil God from afar, and her whole body turned into blood and light, and she pounced on him.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, there is no Amitabha in the world."
"You, damn it!"
"Senior brother, walk slowly and watch the young monk avenge you and show off the majesty of our Jinguang Temple!!!"
Note: Namo Amitabha: the "six-character Hongming" of the Pure Land Sect of Buddhism, which means "Return to the Destiny of Infinite Light Enlightenment" or "Return to the Destiny of the Buddha of Infinite Life."
Ordinary readers can understand it as: salute, infinite light.