"Black Mountain Old Demon, you really think that you have become the king of Hades, and you dare to wear a flat crown, you are not afraid of heavenly punishment" Yan Chixia glared angrily at the old demon sitting on the high platform of the skeleton, if there was a Chixia Sword and Diamond Sutra in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, he could barely fight with the other party.
Now, lacking magic weapons, the opponent's strength has obviously increased significantly, and it is no longer a level.
"It's insidious."
Simply scolded indignantly, this boss doesn't have the demeanor of a boss at all, obviously has an absolute advantage, and actually sent an army of ghost pawns to weaken everyone's strength first, and only showed up when the fight was almost over.
It can be described as shameless, to the extreme.
Moreover, he still hugged the two goddesses Wang Zuxian and Lin Qingxia, and he couldn't bear it, absolutely couldn't bear it "Hahahaha" The old demon of Montenegro let out a burst of laughter, "In this world, there is no heavenly court, there is no underworld, who can help my official mansion, or a Shushan disciple like you, by the way, there are evolutionaries, but it is a pity that it is a group of local chickens and dogs, and the backhands are full of powder." ” "That kid, I have some ability to kill the dryad, but unfortunately the end will be extremely miserable, and my soul will be imprisoned in my body forever."
"Wait until you kill you today, and then merge the ghost body of the Ten Thousand Sects and the true body of the stone demon into one, cultivate into the Yama Monarch Ghost Emperor, reign in this world, and finally turn the present world into the Netherworld, and achieve the supreme hegemony, hahaha" Lin Xi's face was indifferent.
Death singers, villain bosses like the old demon of Montenegro, are all ambitious and don't know the height of the sky.
Yes, they are very strong, but there is still a mountain high, how many bosses have fallen in the world If they desperately expand their territory, they will definitely clash with other bosses, and a Deathwing with Shadow Flame is enough to melt them into molecules "The present world has turned into the netherworld, how many killings and robberies you have to create is really an evil obstacle" Master Dinghui's face was red and his beard was flying, even if he had recited the Buddha all his life and practiced Wunian Zen Gong, he couldn't help but waver in his mood and scolded him, he hurriedly folded his hands, suppressed the nameless thoughts in his heart, and pronounced a Buddha name: "Amitabha, the poor monk is in appearance, sin, sin" "Hmph" The old demon of Montenegro was furious: "Old monk, you are a boiled duck, and when you die, all the ghosts will be out of the ranks, give it to me, and kill these bastards" "It's over" Li Qi's face was ugly, there were only more than 20 ghost generals before, and he almost forced everyone to a desperate situation when he led the army of ghost soldiers, but now the number of ghost generals is hundreds, not to mention a few people, even a city will definitely be destroyed The ghost generals who came out of the column all rode horses and formed a phalanx of cavalry charges, but they did not impact, but slowly approached everyone, which can increase psychological pressure.
Looking at the ghosts with dead white and dark blue faces, armed with axes, guns, broadswords, lances, maces, iron whips and other weapons, they walked in, and the eerie momentum they emitted was connected together, as if they turned into a tsunami and huge waves and oppressed them, and everyone could hardly breathe.
Even Yan Chixia had a look of despair flashing in her eyes.
"The ancestor is not a disciple of Yan Chixia, and he is going to be embarrassed by the Shushan lineage."
He bit his fingers open, smeared blood on the palms of both palms, and drew Tai Chi, "Let me fight until the last drop of blood drains and die today, just a ghost, just come on" Master Dinghui silently operated the mana, and the "10,000-character seal" composed of golden light in the pupils flashed quietly, Zen cultivated the mind, and didn't care about the skin, death was nothing, killing one more ghost general before death could weaken the power of the old demon of Montenegro and make a little contribution to the present world.
"It's a pity that Lin Xiaoshi and the others couldn't escape" Thinking that Lin Xi, who had unlimited potential, was also going to die in this underworld, some vague mist appeared in the eyes of the old monk.
"Fight to the Death" Uncle Jiu's face was resolute, and in history, the Taoist priest of Maoshan didn't know how many people died in the battle with evil ghosts and monsters, and he was also not afraid of death.
The seven-star sword was blessed with a mantra in his hand, and the seven stars engraved on the sword body lit up one after another, and the entire weapon was wrapped in a layer of starlight.
"It's simple, it's simple, and Liu Suifeng, Jiang Xinyu, and Li Qi, you use red thread to cloth the Five Elements Array."
"Yes, Master" Simply and quickly took out the ink fountain and the red line, and the five people each held a line to lay down an interception formation on the ground, but unfortunately even Uncle Nine himself knew that the red line could only deal with ordinary ghost pawns, and it was undoubtedly a fool's dream to stop the ghost general.
The ghost general at the front approached, and as soon as the elongated red line touched the horses, it immediately exploded into a puff of smoke, and the ghost general waved the big knife in his hand, and the knife flashed, and several red lines broke off and exploded together, and the force of the shock made Simple and the others fall backwards.
"Nope" It's not easy to deal with a single ghost general, let alone nearly a hundred Among the people, even Tifa, the strongest fighting girl in actual combat, can only fight seven or eight by herself, facing the ghost general, the dejected atmosphere is permeated, and the little courage that has just sprung up is almost gone.
At this moment, Lin Xi stood up and stood in front of everyone.
A phrase flashed through his mind.
That was the original Zong Hou, when the forbidden spell of "Requiem" was about to fall, he roared to all the desperate people: "There is still hope, how can it be discarded" A halberd appeared in his hand.
It is two and a half meters long, and the whole body is dark cyan giant war halberd, and the surface is densely covered with complex patterns, which looks heavy and powerful.
A layer of blood light shrouded the halberd, and the blood-colored halo rippled as if it was burning a scorching fire.
Just looking at this halberd, the blood in the body accelerated and almost burst out of the body, and everyone felt a feverish and exhilarating emotion brewing in their chests.
"What is this?"
Not only Dinghui, Yan Chixia and others, but even the eyes of the old demon of Montenegro were also attracted by the war halberd, and the shaking bead curtain showed the inner unpeace.
"Buzz" The battle halberd danced between Lin Xi's raised hands, bringing the sound of the propeller turning and whistling through the sky, and the strong storm turbulence made the nearby Tifa a little unable to open his eyes, and the blood-glittering war halberd was plunged into the ground.
"Come out, my warrior" I don't know if it was after the Netherworld split the reality, the soul in the halberd was affected, and the halberd of the heroic soul of Hecarim and Sparta was finally transformed at the most critical moment.
In the cold hell, a scorching and fierce wind blew through, following the original battle of Shadow Island, engraved in history, leaving greatness and glory on the road of human civilization, and the warriors who wrote glory with blood, came again. 300 people, reshaped their bodies in the magic circle of the war halberd, concluded a contract, and belonged to Lin Xi's heroic spirits, forming a Roman infantry formation Spartan military power Armed with spears and shields, and wearing ancient Roman steel helmets, the Spartan warriors wore only a pair of underpants on his body, revealing hard, bulging, rock-shaped pectoral and abdominal muscles, and a red cloak fluttering behind him, like a blood-stained flag.
Fearless, hot-blooded, never retreat, never give in Leonidas' scarred face was distorted, his eyes were fierce and fanatical, his breathing was heavy, his chest was rising and falling violently, and the blood flowing in his veins made him unable to control his desire to start fighting, raised his right arm and raised his spear, and let out a battle cry belonging to the Spartans: "This is Sparta" When 300 muscular naked men and nearly 100 horseback ghosts were killed together, I don't know how many people's jaws almost fell to the ground.
"Lin Xi, you" Master Dinghui's lips opened and closed, not knowing what to say, Yan Chixia and Yi Yi eyebrows were long, their mouths were wide open, and the bald young man Li Qi shook his head and stretched out a thumbs up to Lin Xi, and it was simple and simple, but his face was dull.
Although even if Lin Xi transforms into Ultraman, the two of them will not be surprised, but seeing the legendary 300 Spartan warriors summoned by this young man, the two brothers still feel the magic of the world.
If ghosts would be cold ice, then Spartan warriors would be scorching fire When ice and fire collided, everyone was shocked by this scene.
The ghost general is not an ordinary unit, but an elite among the elites, a cavalry phalanx composed of a phalanx that belongs to the Fantasy Legion.
And Sparta, each of them is the top warrior, tempered thousands of times, and with a "madness" like momentum bonus.
If it is one-on-one, except for Leonidas, ordinary soldiers will not be the opponent of the ghost general, but the number of Spartans is far above the opponent.
Three warriors against a ghost general, and the Spartan king's sharp and fierce charge, for a while, the terrifying ghost general's cavalry formation, was actually rushed by the Spartans in chaos, showing their own situation.
There were no screams, only cold slashing sounds and bloody roars.
Leonidas raised his left arm, swelling with the muscles of his round shield arm like a carved swell, and the "shield strike" that gathered all his strength smashed a horse over, ignoring the wound in the shoulder of a long lance, and the shot resulted in the ghost general who fell to the ground.
"Let's go, kill the old demon of Montenegro" Hundreds of ghosts will be blocked by three hundred Spartan warriors, everyone is undoubtedly greatly encouraged, Yan Chixia and Yimei Dao Chang and Ding Hui rushed to the skeleton platform together, even Ma Chunhua and others rushed over, leaving Tifa to guard Lin Xi's side.
"Sparta, you can only deal with the Yin soldiers, the old demon of Montenegro" Lin Xi is very clear about the current situation, if he wants to rely on the Spartan soldiers to kill all the ghost generals, and then slaughter the ghost pawns to eliminate the old demon of Montenegro, it must be a dream, after all, this is only the Spartan army, not the Ultraman army of 78 Nebula.
Yan Chixia and the others who rushed up could not be opponents, if the old demon of Montenegro was still like a centipede spirit and a tree demon with a variety of forms "We have to find a way to get stronger" There is only less than one-tenth of the energy left, the fighting skills are shortcoming, and there is no possibility of exploding, Lin Xi can only think of other methods.
He closed his eyes, sat down cross-legged, and settled on the wisdom of the turtle master, who had been enlightened in his dreams.
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