The giant ax is like the wind, and it cuts down like a wheel. If it is hit, the soul of the soul will fly to pieces on the spot. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple
Chen Jianchen had been prepared for a long time. As soon as he had an idea, Feitian Yaksha circled extremely flexibly, barely avoiding it. Chen Jianchen turned back to look at the moon, and pointed out the evil-evil pen in his hand.
laugh!
The extremely sharp pen was pointed in the void, and the ghost of the armor riding the Yin horse disappeared inexplicably and disappeared without a trace.
Jie Jie!
There were bursts of strange laughter, and a claw suddenly poked out from the mist on the left side. It was as big as a millstone and covered in white, and it grabbed Chen Jianchen's head.
This time the attack was as unexpected as the first time. Almost at the same time as the strange laughter started, the claws appeared.
Chen Jianchen was not afraid in the face of danger, a light flashed from the back of his head, and Haoran Yangwu Sword appeared, facing the bone claws directly.
boom!
The two collided, righteousness was stimulated, and the bone claws were immediately shattered. They looked unexpectedly weak.
"not good……"
Chen Jianchen felt a warning sign in his heart, and a black shadow swept up from below. If you look more clearly, it turned out to be a tree root, an unknown number of feet long, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and there were some small roots growing on it, like roots.
Like little tentacles.
Chen Jianchen was very familiar with such a tree root: Isn't that the dryad's specialty magical power? How could it be summoned by Hou Qing?
There were three waves of attacks in a row, both false and real, but all of them were unpredictable and changeable. Hou Qing's strength and methods were simply endless and unimaginable. Based on this alone, he was infinitely stronger than Wang Chenghuang and his ilk.
When the time was tight, Chen Jianchen didn't have time to think too much and drove the flying Yaksha to accelerate towards the void.
call!
The roots whizzed past, and like a soft whip, they suddenly made a semi-circle and wrapped around Feitian Yaksha's feet without fail. ("")
"Danger!"
Chen Jianchen is now riding on the back of Feitian Yaksha. If Yaksha is seriously attacked and falls, his soul will also fall from the sky to the ground.
With this fall, there is no doubt that Soul God will be seriously injured or even die directly.
The world of the underworld, to put it bluntly, is the world of the soul god. It is by no means false, but a real existence. When the soul god enters it, he must also abide by the rules of this time and space, and even become fragile. Once the soul god is harmed, it will be difficult to return to the earth.
gone into his body.
The roots moved very quickly, and in just a moment, they violently pulled Feitian Yaksha and slammed them down to the ground. It looked like they were going to smash both Yaksha and Chen Jianchen to pieces.
At the moment of life and death, Chen Jianchen was surprisingly calm. With a buzzing sound, the Haoran Yangwu Sword was unsheathed and turned into a flying sword. The light shone everywhere, cutting off the roots entangled with Feitian Yaksha at the waist, and splashing out a cloud of turquoise liquid.
Yeah yeah!
A low moan of pain could be heard from somewhere. It was obvious that this sword had hurt Hou Qing who was hiding in the dark.
The roots were cut off, and the attack became invisible at the same time. The Feitian Yaksha, which had been entangled and lost its balance, returned to normal and roared again and again. However, Chen Jianchen did not issue an attack order, and it did not dare to attack privately. Moreover, even Hou Qing was nowhere to be seen.
It can't be touched, it has no target, and it's completely useless.
"Hahaha, you stinky scholar, you can't defeat me, just wait and die!"
Hou Qing's roaring voice and strange aura came from all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish its exact location.
Chen Jianchen calmed down, holding a sword in one hand and a pen in the other. The sword and pen were in hand, and his mood was surprisingly calm and cold. He gave the order to let Feitian Yaksha land, and walked down, keeping his feet on the ground - there are too many flaws in the sky, and Feitian has to be taken into consideration. Yasha's safety is worse than being on the ground.《》
"Yaksha, go and help Wang Chenghuang and the others."
After giving the order, Feitian Yaksha seemed to be a free Menghu, howling and roaring towards the battlefield.
At this time, on the plains at the peak of Black Mountain, a war between gods and ghosts was in full swing. Hou Qing had not been running Black Mountain for a long time, but he was extremely skillful. He collected many ghosts and ghosts, and secretly trained and drilled them. Hundreds more
The soul-enchanting crows and so on. Among them, three ordinary yakshas are leaders, resisting the attack of Wang Chenghuang's troops. The two sides are fighting inextricably.
There is a poem that goes: The people in the temple are angry with the wine and meat, and the ghosts and gods howl in the dark!
Feitian Yaksha joins the battle group, like a tiger joining a flock of sheep, waving his claws, and whenever he catches the ghost in his hand, he stuffs it into his mouth without any explanation, and it is as delicious as chewing meat.
After eating a few, his whole body was filled with black energy, and his body was already burly and powerful, but it inexplicably swelled by two points.
It has Chen Jianchen's righteousness brand in its body, and is closely connected with Chen Jianchen. Chen Jianchen immediately sensed the strangeness of Feitian Yaksha, and felt that Feitian Yaksha's power was rapidly increasing while swallowing the ghost, and his aura became more powerful.
Start to attack Chen Jianchen's ghost-fighting mark that controls its soul.
If the mark can be washed away by it, Feitian Yaksha will be completely free. He will be neither controlled by Chen Jianchen nor Hou Qing, and will become a very terrifying ghost.
However, how could Chen Jianchen let it continue to develop? The mark transformed by righteousness glowed brightly, and he suddenly took the initiative, and all the auras of the future criminal were broken and melted away.
"Yaksha, you are not allowed to swallow ghosts anymore!"
Chen Jianchen knows that Feitian Yaksha can greatly increase his strength by devouring ghost souls. In a certain sense, it can be regarded as an element that can be used. However, the enemy is currently in front of him and he has no time to be distracted, but he cannot let it grow uncontrollably. If something goes wrong,
Then the other party is likely to escape from your control, and it will be out of control.
After receiving Chen Jianchen's order, Feitian Yaksha felt a little dissatisfied, and made a roaring sound. His eyes were only staring at the ghosts, showing a greedy look. From this, it can be seen that its instinctive power has reached a very powerful level.
The master no longer obeyed his words.
Chen Jianchen frowned: At this moment, it is not a good thing to be distracted by Feitian Yaksha. He immediately activated the mark and transformed it back into a character. It was a big "zhen" character, which hit hard.
"ah!"
Feitian Yaksha was heartbroken with pain. Even though he was as strong as he was, he couldn't help it. He only felt a splitting headache and rolled on the ground. He quickly fell to his knees and begged for mercy.
At this time, the instinct to survive suddenly overshadowed the instinct to devour.
These accidents may sound long, but they actually only happened in a few breaths. Chen Jianchen behaved strangely while suppressing Feitian Yaksha, which was immediately caught by Hou Qing:
"Smelly scholar, do you think that my flying yaksha is so easy to snatch? I will teach you to die without a burial place today! All living beings have the demonic form, but I have the demonic form!"
After the roar, there were strange crackling sounds. Where Chen Jianchen was, the ground continued to crack within a few feet, and pairs of white bone claws came out, trying desperately to catch Chen Jianchen.
Chen Jianchen sneered and said: "Let me defeat some of these weird tricks!" Without telling him any moves, Haoran raised his sword and swung it in all directions, chopping or slashing, stabbing or cutting. Wherever the sword light hit, the white bones and claws turned into withered bones.
, and suddenly broke into powder.
Roar!
The real attack came at this moment. In the endless void above the head, the wind and clouds changed dramatically, the aura was chaotic, and finally a huge vortex condensed.
The vortex spins extremely fast and is silent, which can give people a heavy psychological pressure.
"All living beings have the demonic appearance, but I have the demonic appearance!"
A half hoarse, half sharp scream came down from the center of the whirlpool. At the same time, a huge face emerged from it - what kind of face is this? It's not that it looks scary, but
The man's face, which was originally very lively, was painted with makeup, but now it was enlarged and people could see that the hair on his body stood on end, and goosebumps couldn't stop falling down.
The giant face changed, and finally only a big mouth remained, roaring, as if it could swallow the whole world, and rushed down in one gulp, aiming at Chen Jianchen who was standing on the ground.
The momentum was so astonishing that everyone on the battlefield was attracted by the alarm.
Wang Chenghuang happened to kill a ghost general. When he looked up, he was shocked, frightened and panicked, and even felt a trace of despair: "The realm of Dharma is indeed the realm of Dharma!"
In the underworld, in addition to the Ten Halls of Yama, hundreds of other ghosts and gods are cultivators. Ghost cultivation is a journey of many hardships and is extremely difficult. It is ten times more difficult than demon cultivation. Wang Chenghuang has been practicing for a long time, and now he is
The golden elixir was only perfect, but Hou Qing, who was just a little mountain god, actually condensed the Dharma in a short period of time. How could Wang Chenghuang not be shocked by this?
Rumors are all facts.
Hou Qing's growth simply violated the basic laws of cultivation and was unreasonable. Such a situation could only happen if someone received enlightenment.
But now Wang Chenghuang can't think too much at all. He needs to worry more about Chen Jianchen. The realm of Dharma is not trivial. The huge advantage in the realm can even level the gap between good and evil. And if Chen Jianchen loses, it means that everyone and everyone will be safe.
The army was wiped out, and all the city gods and official positions were reduced to nothing.
"Sir, you must not be defeated..."
Facing such a huge battle, Chen Jianchen also showed an extremely solemn attitude. He was righteous and had dealt with demons in the realms of Jindan and Nascent Soul. It could be said that with a single move, his enemies were wiped out. He had not withstood any great test.
But right now, the Hou Qing he is facing is in the realm of Dharma.
According to legend, the Dharma has form and quality, is ever-changing, and has endless mysteries. Although Hou Qing is a ghost body and is born in short supply, he should not be underestimated.
In the past, the tree demon was the Dharma, and with Yan Chixia's astonishing cultivation, it would take a long time to win and kill him; but now, it is Chen Jianchen's turn to face it alone.
If you win this battle, you will definitely benefit a lot!
The huge mouth towered, roaring from high in the sky, and countless monsters could be seen faintly inside, baring their teeth and claws. It was simply a scene of a group of demons dancing wildly.
Chen Jianchen suddenly moved, raising his pen upward, copying out of thin air, and the tip of his pen swirling. He was writing, oh, I should say, he was writing many, many words.