"Hello, little demon!" Hong Ji didn't know how to yell when he saw Da Qiu. Apart from that "good", there was no other word that could vent his frustration.
In the midst of the loud shouting, Hong Ji wanted to do something, but there was no nonsense left to talk about!
"I threw it away!" At the same time as Hong Ji shouted, the three corpses all raised the stones in their hands, the master's demeanor disappeared, and they assumed the posture of a scoundrel about to fly bricks.
However, the force of the Three Corpses Lifting Stones was not directed at the powerful enemy, but at the brown earth beneath their feet.
"No!" Yin Lao screamed urgently to stop the snake demon emperor. In fact, there was no need for Yin Lao's reminder. After being trapped in "empty space" for fifty years, he had figured out everything. The emperor knew very well that that piece of land
The brown land must not be moved!
If he moves, fifty years will be "empty". If he is trapped again, Hong Ji can earn forty years compared to others.
"It's really bad! I'm really bad!" Nianhua usually talks the most. He just shouted loudly and was not satisfied, and now he continues to shout.
Hong Ji hurriedly stopped the spell, and at the same time, he caught the three-inch Ding Futu in his hand, which was almost crazy and didn't care about anything else but rushed towards Su Jing.
After fifty years of hard work, he finally got his revenge. He was so close in front of him, but he couldn't take action. Hong Jizhen felt like his heart and lungs were about to explode!
Su Jing even smiled and tried to persuade him: "Wait a moment, don't be in a hurry."
"Don't move, I dare to smash it!" Nian Hua threatened, his face still maintained the air of a master, and his mouth was simply playful.
What the monsters were afraid of was not the stones in the hands of the three corpses. With Hong Ji and Yin Lao's skills, even if the three corpses dropped a hundred stones at the same time, they could block them all and prevent them from falling to the ground. What they were afraid of was Su Jingliang's attitude.
He could hold the stone, but he couldn't stop Su Jing from reaching out and hitting the ground.
Su Jing ignored Hong Ji, turned to look at Xiaoxiao Futu, and smiled: "Are you crazy?"
Futu screamed and cursed: "Monster, you dare to be the enemy of heaven, and you will die without a burial place! Where did that sword come from, and what kind of sword is it!"
"That's crazy." Su Jing responded to him with three words, and then looked at Mr. Yin: "Do you have the golden house in your hands?" He remembered clearly that the golden house was thrown out to snipe the old monster.
Although it also comes from the Jiangshan Sword Domain, unlike Choujian and Beiming, the Golden House is the 'Alchemy Sword'. When the Tianwuchang Dan is formed, its spirituality is completely transferred to the elixir, and anyone can take it for their own use afterwards.
Sure enough, Mr. Yin nodded and admitted generously, and then sneered: "I was beaten so hard that I ran away with my head in my arms. The treasure I threw away to save my life, do you still want to take it back now?"
Su Jingcai was not angry and responded: "I'll feel relieved if I'm with you, as long as it's not lost."
Mr. Yin snorted coldly and changed the subject: "Little demon, last time we were caught off guard and you escaped into the cave. This time you can't even think about fighting here. At worst, we will be trapped together for fifty years. Repeating this way is unbelievable.
It's just a competition to see who can live longer! Do you think I'm really afraid of you?"
Su Jing smiled: "Then do it."
"I really dare to smash it!" Nianhua shouted in time, with the same majestic words.
Su Jing had two preparations for the Kongkong spell. One was that he left a ball of fire in the Chongsha place; the other was the demon flag passed down by the Thousand-Eyed Scorpion. But could the Golden Crow Nest or the Thousand-Eyed Flag be broken?
Losing Lao Xie's mountain guarding formation is something that no one can say for sure.
Mr. Yin's words are tough, but unless he is forced to do so, he will never take action. Who is willing to find trouble in this situation if he is trapped for fifty years?
"My surname is Su," Hong Ji tried his best to suppress the resentment in his heart and said in a deep voice: "The forbidden laws here are in the way."
Just as he said this, Unexpectedly, God Nianhua shouted: "You are the most displeasing to me. If you dare to say one more word, I will smash you!"
The three corpses had the same mind. Lei Dong and Chi Mu supported each other and said to Hong Ji: "He really dares to smash it!"
Hong Ji's eyes were bloodshot and as red as red eyes, but he was also really worried that Hun Ji would lose his temper. He only had ten years left to live, how could he withstand that damn magic! Hong Ji didn't dare to say anything for a while, he was so angry.
The veins on his forehead were bulging and stretched.
Su Jingai looked at the emperor like this and looked at it with a smile for a while. Then he suddenly moved his wings and floated three feet in front of the emperor, making eye contact with him: "Let's go, choose a quiet place! During the return to the acupoint formation, you
Don’t you just want to fight me openly? Today is your death anniversary, so I will grant your wish.”
It was meant to be ended! The three corpses were holding stones just to bully others and feel happy.
As soon as the evil wind turned, Hong Ji walked away, followed closely by Yin Lao. As soon as the two demon heads moved, the other demons moved together.
Su Jing never even withdrew from the enemy's formation, but always stayed three feet away from the emperor.
The three corpses flew far away, and then they reluctantly dropped the stone from their hands and drew their swords!
Flying as fast as lightning, he flew hundreds of miles away. When he was sure that the spell would no longer affect the brown land, Hong Ji quietly let go of his hand. Futude, who had been held in his hand, was freed from his shackles, and he immediately let out a sharp scream in his hand.
The jet-black mysterious light shot out was much faster than shouting.
Su Jing was being polite if he didn't sneak attack the enemy, but how could he fall into such a plot. With a flick of his finger, a ray of sun fire flashed out, and after easily consuming the black light, it continued to rush forward to Futu.
Futu was small, but his movements were really nimble, and he immediately dodged to the side. Unexpectedly, the 'Fire Snake' seemed to have expected that he would do this, and turned around to catch up with him. Following the Fire Snake, he made another weird twist,
It turned into seven small rings of fire, binding Futu tightly from head to toe.
There was no room for him to struggle. Futu screamed and fell to the ground, unable to move.
With Futu's current situation, subduing him was not a big deal. Fan Qiao, who was watching the battle intently in the black stone cave sky, softly shouted: "Okay!"
First, condense the sword shape to break the enemy's spell; then use the hairspring to trace the enemy's Qi. When Futu moves, his Qi moves first, so the Yanghuo predicts the enemy first; then it turns into a seven-skill chain, falling shackles, and locking the pulse!
Su Jing fired a beam of Yang Fire, which seemed ordinary, but actually contained three changes, and the enemy was captured without a fight.
Fan Qiao praised Su Jing's skill in using Yang Fire.
Lao Xie Dong Mansion has been practicing intensively for fifty years, and has used several levels of mind to cast different spells separately. Su Jing's practice is the word "skilled"! Swinging a thousand kilogram sledgehammer with a thousand kilograms of strength is considered brave and powerful, but it is not the ultimate thousand kilograms.
With his own strength, he can turn an 800-pound sledgehammer into an embroidery needle. This is what Su Jing wants!
Sitting on power is not the goal, using power is.
There are also people with strong eyesight among the Great Sage Jue. When Fan Qiao shouted "good", the demons and barbarians also cheered loudly, but their temperaments were rough and their shouts were much louder than Fan Qiao's.
It only took a moment to surrender Futu. Su Jing asked Hong Ji: "Didn't we agree to fight openly? A sneak attack is boring."
Hong Ji ignored Su Jing, and the demonic wind suddenly rose up into the sky. At the same time, he shouted to the demons under his command: "Form up!"
All the masters close to Long Live Lord were killed in the Returning Awakening Formation, and the second batch of elites recruited from the Imperial City were also killed by the Eight Ancestor Sword Talisman. These people who are staying around now were temporarily recruited from the Skinned South Corner, and their strength is far inferior.
Among his former subordinates, one of his combined attack formations was quite sharp.
Su Jing's thoughts changed, and immediately the demon wind was strong, and Fan Qiao appeared together with the demon beast in the Great Sage Jue!
Everyone had already received Su Jing's orders and ignored the Demon King's formation after he appeared. They all gathered behind the three corpses. Lei stroked his sword, with a high-spirited expression and a vague voice, and said to Old Yin: "Grandpas, let's play with you!"
The battles between the two sides were drawn up, and it couldn't be clearer: the three corpses were fighting against Yin Lao, and the great sage Jue was fighting against Heaven and Earth. Su Jing was fighting against Hong Ji and his monsters. Only Fan Qiao, the swordsman boy, stood alone.
, the two swords of water and fire that were usually lost behind him were temporarily put into the Qiankun bag and replaced with the Thousand-Eyed Banner given by Senior Scorpion.
Fan Qiao looked at Old Yin with interest, then looked at the Demon King's side with interest. Finally, his eyes returned to Old Yin, and he untied the Thousand-Eyed Banner from his back with his hands, doing so calmly.
It doesn't have the aura of a magic weapon from a demon family. It's more like a man on the road taking an umbrella to protect himself from the rain.
With the treasure flag in hand, Fan Qiao seemed to want to speak, but before she could say anything, she held the flower and smiled and said, "No need."
Fan Qiao frowned, said nothing, and put the thousand-eyed flag back on his back.
In this moment, the Demon King's masters had already formed a large formation, and the demon power was rising! Su Jing changed his usual behavior, just watching but not moving, allowing the opponent to calmly form the formation.
The demon formation was launched, and at the same time, a series of thunders resounded high in the sky. Hong Ji did this, waved his hands violently, and 311 rays of thunder were sprinkled down!
Hong Ji's enemy is only one Su Jing, so why do he need three hundred and eleven thunders?
Su Jing stood still, because none of the thunderbolts struck him.
Hong Ji's men were followed by 311 demons - the demon king struck hard and hit one of his own.
The monsters who followed the emperor from the Peeling Country were concentrating on the formation. Their eyes, five senses, monster consciousness and even the spirit of the formation were all focused on Su Jing. How could they have thought that his own Long Live would suddenly attack him? He was totally unprepared and his body was directly hit.
Shattered by thunder.
None of the more than three hundred demon guards were spared, and their bodies were shattered, but their souls could not escape reincarnation. When they were all captured by the thunder and trapped in the empty world, Hong Ji mastered this spell: to seize the souls of dead demons in the thunder,
The soul is in the thunder, and the sky strikes with agility!
Su Jing was already prepared for a trial, but when he saw the enemy performing evil spells, Su Jing was not surprised, but became even more excited. He raised his head and smiled at the superior Hong Ji, "I admire you."
Hong Ji laughed angrily: "Su Xiaoyao, do you know that I only have ten years left to live! Just now you only need to disturb that weird magic circle one more time, and I will die in it! It's ridiculous that you come here to fight with me head-on.
They are my subordinates, who dares to live longer than me? Now that my body has been broken into pieces and their souls are captured, they will die just right!"
Su Jing smiled, and there was no trace of surprise in his expression or tone: "If you hit my magic talisman, you will only have a short life left. I have known for a long time that after fifty years of intensive training, I have to find someone to give it a try."
Practice. Let’s do it, I’m tired of waiting.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature to be a registered member to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)