As the saying goes, the strong have their own strong hands, a mountain is higher than a mountain, there is no comparison, you don't know the high.

The reason why Mr. Xu was able to calmly and leisurely include everyone in his chessboard and sway it at will was because his strength was already terrifying to the extreme, even with me and Miscellaneous Xiaodao, who were regarded as trump cards by the senior brother, plus the top Gu Master Chi Limei's divine sense possessed by the Heiyang Clan's Imperial Beast Girl Yang Cang, and the four ladies who were inexplicably possessed by ghosts, everyone in this place was placed outside, and they were ruthless characters who could crush the audience, that is, Sakurang leaders like Wang Lunhan and Master Harrow, None of them were opponents, but the four of them besieged Mr. Xu, but they were all defeated, but they achieved his terrifying prestige.

This man who has practiced the "Immortal Zen" above the Sutra, in a certain sense, he is no longer a human being, and his strength has become among the first-class land immortals, but all the prestige has become so fragile in front of this old zombie bear barbarian who has just gotten up from the mausoleum.

Mr. Xu, who was proud of the audience, finally had an opponent in the true sense, as soon as the general of the Southern Expedition, who was no longer a human being, appeared, he immediately showed the terrifying strength of the conquest and killing, not to mention, the stiff fist waved, almost no one was hit, and he already felt the powerful fist intent, if it was an ordinary person, I was afraid that his body would have already flown up, and his internal organs would have been torn apart.

However, the bear barbarian is strong, but Mr. Xu is not bad, if the old zombie is an invincible general above the battle array, then Mr. Xu may be the scholar strategist of the lupine scarf, the action is always full of polite and polite atmosphere, the body is elegant, constantly swimming, constantly fighting back, the two of them are like electricity, leaving one shadow after another in the hall under the steps.

The shadow is faint, shuttling between the stone carvings, and the whole field is filled with a solemnity that spreads out, and the drumming aura makes people feel as if there is a mountain peak pressing on everyone's heart, and even the breath can't be slowed down.

Onlookers can't see how much danger and danger there is in this shadow after shadow, but I can faintly perceive it, because most of the time, Xiong Manzi, the general of the Southern Expedition, is in the most active state of chasing in the endless attack, and although Mr. Xu turns back from time to time to fight back, he is still pressed and beaten, and he can't breathe.

The change occurred a minute later, and Mr. Xu probably felt that it was not right to be chased all the time, so after a period of accumulation of strength, he finally turned back, his hands glowing with silver, and attacked the zombie that was chasing after him.

He used a very simple trick of the white crane probe, his left hand blocked, and his right hand probed three inches below the umbilicus, that is, the lifeline palace of the human body.

He is very particular about this hand, I also mentioned above, the reason why this zombie will be generated, one is because of the feng shui terrain, the place where the evil is hidden, and the other is because of persistence, resentment, so the remnants act on the corpse, for a long time, after long hair, hair removal, evil refining process.

Most zombies only have instinct and are unconscious, but if they can understand the prenatal and post-mortem, the consciousness of the dominant zombie can only exist in the position of the three palaces, either the upper dantian, or the middle dantian, and the most likely is the lower dantian.

Mr. Xu is well aware of this principle, so he pointed directly at the center of the contradiction as soon as he made a move.

But after all, he still miscalculated, Brother Long, Xiong Manzi and even the flying corpse that died in the burial ground, they can't be compared with ordinary zombies, guarding the sacrificial hall for thousands of years, and in so many years, they have been cultivated to the unity of soul and body, regardless of each other.

For the battle, although Xiong Manzi, the great general of the battlefield, has been silent for thousands of years, he still has an excellent talent in the end, and he actually sold a short one, allowing Mr. Xu to hit himself, and then bowed down, clamped the fist with the soft flesh between his abdomen, reached out to put his shoulder, and opened his mouth to bite the neck.

Because of the physical advantages of this old zombie, Mr. Xu has been far away from it and kept his distance, but this time he was not to be outdone, his left foot was slightly touched to the ground, and immediately a wave of apricot yellow qi swam around his whole body, and then he was not afraid that this body had been tempered for thousands of years, like a bear barbarian of stainless steel, and he would fight directly.

As soon as the two of them fought, the whole field was bad, and there were flying stone statues rolling up everywhere, and the poisonous insects that crawled out of the stone powder before also came to Mr. Xu's side to support, almost within a few minutes, the field was dense, crawling with dark green insects, and then they were constantly crushed, and the smell of fishy smells was wafting everywhere.

And at this moment, I have also joined with the Miscellaneous Hair Trail, with my joining, standing side by side, the Miscellaneous Hair Trail finally has the courage to fight with the Devil, and the thunderbolt is out of his hand and shoots towards the Devil.

Fighting with the Moluo,It's not as powerless as Mr. Xu's crushing,This monster hasn't grown,Although it was cunning in its infancy,But after all, it can't form an overwhelming force.,Only rely on terrifying agility to make up for it.,So my addition makes it a lot more stress.,In the face of my monstrous ghost sword.,It finally found that the space that can be moved and transferred is getting smaller and smaller.,Constantly squeezed by us.。

This thing has a violent temperament, once the attack is not smooth, it will shout, its sound frequency is extremely high, very penetrating, listening to our ears, like a magic sound through the brain, after the cerebellum is out of balance, the accuracy will continue to decline, and there has been a shift in sight repeatedly, and the situation is extremely critical for a while.

Seeing that this situation was definitely not good, Miscellaneous Xiaodao slapped his hand on his chest, and immediately a cyan shadow appeared.

His expression was solemn, and he shouted: "Murder Qingzhu, urgent as a law, sick!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the cyan shadow shot towards the Moro.

This shadow is extremely fast, and it is instantaneous, but where can Moro be shot by such a thing? As soon as he avoided his body slightly, the murderous green bamboo shot into the air, inserted into the ground, and saw that this extremely threatening thing fell short, Mo Luo was proud for a while, raised its tail cone as hard as iron, and wanted to rush forward, but when it rushed forward three or two steps, its body suddenly froze, as if there was a huge force behind it to pull it and not let it leave.

I had expected it to rush forward, but the ghost sword slashed forward, but it fell short, and I couldn't help but be surprised and asked what was going on?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao held the thunder penalty in his hand, and strode forward and said: "Ha Lu Ha, let it be as strong as a ghost, but the shadow is nailed by me, where can it still move?" ”

I saw that seven or eight meters away, Moro was pulling hard, and the black shadow that was competing with it was its own shadow. At the end of the shadow, a piece of green bamboo was nailed, deep into the floor, and the Mo Luo naturally knew that what made him unable to move was this ordinary cyan bamboo piece, but it attacked the green bamboo piece with its tail cone several times, although it smashed the floor to pieces, but it couldn't hurt the bamboo piece at all.

At this time, I finally saw clearly, it turned out that the murderous green bamboo was actually the same as the shadow, there was no substance at all, just a two-dimensional projection.

The shadow of the demon was nailed, but it relied on its own strength, barely able to move within a range of four or five meters around it, it kept pulling the shadow desperately, just like a person can never lift himself up, after all, it still couldn't get rid of the shackles of the shadow, after a struggle, it panted and looked at the initiator who came to the front, the six pairs of eyes erupted with fiery anger, and the temperature in the air increased by several degrees.

Even though we are restricted from moving, Moro is still a hedgehog covered in thorns, and we do not come forward to attack, but wait for an opportunity to act from a safe distance.

Taking advantage of this, I stared at the cyan bamboo slices and asked the miscellaneous hair trail curiously, how did this thing come about?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao pointed to it, and then pointed to the paper armor horse at his calf, and told me that he came to Southeast Asia this time, and the hexagram was like a big murderer, and he was very capable of winning it, so his master asked the senior brother to prepare these two objects for him, and he could nail people and run away.

I subconsciously swallowed my saliva and said,, have a good master, and fight for a hundred years.

Listening to my envy, jealousy and hatred here, Miscellaneous Xiaodao pointed to the bear barbarian who was rolling and fighting in the field, and said disdainfully: "This is not as good as you, a guy who is open-minded, such a fierce zombie, is actually in the same group as you, and the other one, he is actually your uncle?" Which uncle, Ba Song's master? I nodded, yes.

Look at the lively fight over here, we also know that the time of the road can't be delayed for a long time, a guy like Mr. Xu, there must be a few tricks to press the bottom of the box, if you are forced to be urgent, use it, maybe you can turn the tables and reverse it, we still want to subdue this abusive Moluo, and then go to reinforcements.

This time the idea was made, but the two of us were a little helpless against the Moro, it stands to reason that the gold-plated thunder punishment and the ghost sword are the world's first-class weapons, but this Moluo is tough and, but it is not a few points, if it is close to it, the two-meter tail cone suddenly throws it, and one can't dodge, but is killed by it.

It was a brief hesitation, but Moro began to play cards, its methods were terrifying and bloody, in vain, it directly raised the lower left arm into its mouth, with that mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit it hard, and actually bit off most of its hand, blue blood sprinkled all over its body, and the surrounding ground, turned into runes.

This blood spilled, it directly threw the severed hand in the pool of blood, the blue blood pool immediately burst out of a burst of green smoke, the severed hand actually began to deform, turned into a strange human head skull frame, and then the raging flames rose, igniting the whole body of Moro, in the jumping flames, Moro's body began to soften like rubber, turning into plasticine figures.

This change frightened me and the miscellaneous hairy path, I don't know what the rhythm of the road is, and at this time there was a loud bang from the top of the stairs that shocked the audience, and the stone door actually closed again, and a fat figure flew out of the air, shouting at us: "Little miscellaneous hair, little poison, stop it quickly - this demon is burning his own body, if he is allowed to transform into a spirit, no one can escape the fate of being parasitized by it!" ”