Hua Jiunan's character has always been willing to help others, let alone Xin Lianshan, the powerful ghost.
Hearing this, he handed over the killing sword without hesitation.
Xin Lianshan was overjoyed, nodded and bowed his head and thanked her repeatedly.
Then the two great scourges in the Yin and Yang Realm held hands and ran towards the malarial ghost Jie in small jumps.
Then there was no nonsense: under the shocked gaze of the malarial ghost, he took up his posture from left to right, then swung the big blade towards his face.
"One, two, one, two, one, two..."
Huajiu’s ugly black line: One, two, one?
Are you two just starting out in military training? Isn’t this counting method an infinite loop?
Even if we fight until the end of the world, we won't be able to reach three, let alone nine hundred!
Forget it, evil people will have their own troubles, the three "people" can just have fun.
As for why there are three people...two beaters and one being beaten, don't they add up to exactly three...
In two other battles:
The deeds of sprites and ghosts are not as good as those of Jie, a malaria ghost.
In addition, the ghosts and demons had just been severely injured by Ghost Buddha Wumian, so they were suppressed by Chang Huaiyuan, Jiutian Shatong generals and others and were retreating steadily.
The military book "Six Tao" has now turned into a silver folding fan, shining brightly and floating behind Chang Huaiyuan's head.
Twelve killing methods including "Military", "Three Formations", "Quick Fight", "Must Come Out", and "At the Situation" turned into twelve silver beasts, flying up and down around Chang Huaiyuan.
Seeing this, General Jiutian Shatong also became eager to win:
Taking advantage of the special day when the heavenly gates are wide open, I raise my hand to summon the help of the Seven Killing Dharma.
As a result, the demons and ghosts, who were already at a disadvantage, could only parry and had no power to fight back.
As for the battle between the ancient god Tai Feng and the ghost Buddha Wu Mian, it is in an anxious state.
Two completely different beings: one extremely crazy, the other as stable as a mountain.
Although Tai Feng has always been passively defensive, his occasional counterattacks can make the faceless ghost fire tremble.
Hua Jiunan knew that the one who would be defeated in this way would definitely be the ghosts and Buddhas.
Unless...unless Wu Mian completely reveals the "Buddha's Sutra of Suppressing Demons" of self-suppression.
But no one is sure what he will be like at that time.
Seeing this scene, Hua Jiunan did not hesitate anymore and shouted: "General Tai Feng has been offended."
Then he waved his copper coin sword and wanted to join the battle group.
At this moment, a long sigh came.
This sigh was filled with endless sorrow and regret, and it was extremely depressing to hear.
Everyone subconsciously stopped fighting. Only the two scourges of the Yin and Yang Realm, who were slapping the malarial ghosts and having big mouths, didn't notice anything unusual at all, and continued to beat them happily one-two, one-two.
The crisp popping sounds and the screams of the malaria ghost seemed even more abrupt in the suddenly quiet environment.
The will-o'-the-wisps in Wulian's eyes flickered on and off, and then he ducked out of the way to protect Hua Jiunan behind him.
"Jiejie, Jiejie, brother, be careful, someone powerful is coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a stooped old man slowly "walking" out of the ground step by step.
It is the mysterious figure in the Two Realms Mountains, Gui Lao.
He still has a humble posture, so humble that he seems to be sorry for anyone in the world.
He reluctantly straightened up and saluted everyone with fists in his hands.
"Little old man, I have met all of you adults."
Hua Jiunan and others hurriedly returned the courtesy: "Senior is so polite, junior and others can't bear it!"
Ancient God Tai Feng's eyes flashed with strange light, and then he said respectfully while returning the salute.
"It turns out it's you, my lord. I've met my lord Taifeng!"
Chen Daji has always treated people warmly, especially when meeting old acquaintances.
He didn't even bother to slap the malarial ghost's big mouth any more, so he walked over to the ghost guy with bowed legs and a bump on his back.
"Oh, why do you have time to come up here and take a walk?!"
"Hurry up, help beat up the bad guys, and beat them away. Let's go back to my house for dinner together!"
Gui Lao tried his best to straighten up and look at Chen Daji, his eyes filled with helplessness.
"Young General, I don't dare to start a fight. I'm here to persuade you to make peace."
"If you continue to make trouble like this, it will be against the rules if ordinary people are shocked."
When talking about ordinary people, Hua Jiunan immediately looked angry.
"Senior Qi, there are no ordinary people here!"
"More than 70 households and more than 300 people were killed by the dog-seal evil spirit!!"
"Quen Feng?" Hua Jiunan's words seemed to bring back Gui Lao's dusty memories.
"So soon, has it come to the 'Emperor Wave' that happens once every thousand years again?"
"Hey, when gods fight, mortals suffer, suffering, suffering, suffering!!"