Section 78 Punching the master to death

How to preserve a useful body in the melee, Wei Qiqi had already deduced it thousands of times, and he had already made a calculation in his heart, but the Bodhi Palace Heavenly Soldiers would be so fast and pounce so fiercely, and the long snake array under the Twenty-Eighth Hall would collapse so quickly, which he did not expect. The true immortal is really no better than the long-trained soldiers, when they are in Dayingzhou, the 100,000 ghost yin soldiers are like arms and fingers, and the formation is solid, which is like this plate of loose sand in front of them, the wind blows and the waves blow, and the sky is full of stars.

Shen Chenyi has the true spirit of the Qingjun man on the left, and the Taoist patriarch Xuan Yuanzi on the right, stepping on the cloud beast and ignoring the law, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, although the other generation is fierce, but it is only a momentary bravery, and there is no rule at all." ”

The riot came like a tide, and Wei Qiqi said in his heart: "Punch the master to death, but you must not guard against it." He glanced at Di Chaohua beside him, and whispered: "Shoot with all your might, don't hide it." The corners of Di Chaohua's eyebrows showed a hint of flattery, and he chuckled: "When you are living and dying, how to hide your clumsiness, Taoist friends are too worried!"

Wei Qiqi smiled slightly, and saw a long-haired and shawl-capped maniac coming on the waves, with three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs, and a staminal staff, a pestle, a halberd, a pestle, a bell, and a banner in his hand.

Wei Qiqi muttered secretly in his stomach, the three heads and six arms were also ordinary, but he was holding a staff, a pestle, a halberd, a horse, a bell, and a flag, and he was pretentious, but he had learned a lot from the Great Dragon Elephant Demon Venerable, and it was also thanks to him that he was so attentive to gather the six magic weapons of the Demon Venerable, which seemed to look like it, and he didn't know what the magic power was.

Shen Chen flicked his fingers, and the white light flew out of his sleeve, landed on the top of his head, and turned into a jade-faced spider, his eight legs immediately smelled too empty, and spewed out a puff of almost transparent spider silk, silently entangled the other party. The madman laughed loudly, danced the magic weapon, and a cloud of golden light rippled, and the flexible spider silk only stalemate for a few breaths, and then it was overwhelmed and melted inch by inch. However, after a moment's delay, Shen Chenyi had already sacrificed a Buddha Five-Finger Mountain, and when he saw the wind, he made a loud noise, pressing the madman from head to toe, and he didn't know whether it was a flour or a meat patty, and he disappeared.

Wei Seventeen is the first time to witness Shen Chen's ruthless hand, this mountain-shaped true treasure five peaks stand side by side, and the cave Buddha is hidden inside, the power is extraordinarily great, but there are many people who are not afraid of death, and those who go are destroyed,

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