Dragon Emperor, Martial God
Chapter 953: Drought of Terror
As for Maoshan Taoist, the performance is even more interesting.
No wonder he joined the Maoshan monastery since he was a child. Though the martial arts are not very good, and the Taoism of the Shanxi Gate does not like to practice, his heart is definitely strong enough.
Even in the face of a terrible drought against the sky!
When he saw the drought appeared, he couldn't help but retreat even though his heart instinctively feared it. When he saw the white fairy blocking the drought, he quickly opened his old package.
There's no way to open the package, it's like opening a hundred bags, and there's a lot of crap in there.
He first lifted a large jar, lifted his hand and unscrewed the lid, which was filled with glutinous rice with white flowers.
Immediately he grabbed a large handful, recited words in his mouth, and then raised his hand, and the technique struck the past like a drought in the distance.
He did a good job, and the glutinous rice crackled all over the place, but that drought shit didn't happen.
“It doesn't work...”
After a half-day glance, he found nothing to do with the drought. He muttered, his eyes turned, dropped the jar, and grabbed a whole bunch of copper money.
This is real money for 10,000 people. It was once the hands of 10,000 people, full of human cheer, dedicated to dealing with powerful ghosts and ghosts.
No wonder he grabbed the money of 10,000 people and tried to smash it directly against the drought, but he thought, a flesh ache in his heart, some couldn't help it, so he cautiously pulled two from the copper money, pinched it with three fingers, found a void, pointed at the drought and hit it again.
The unholy technique is still good, two copper coins hit the drought, but the drought is still nothing!
“His, still useless! ”
I had to put down the copper money again and grabbed a dark goose with my hands up. This is a black donkey hoof!
“This thing has to be stuffed in its mouth...”
No wonder he grabbed a black donkey's hoof and swallowed it. He stood up, motionless, and stood there with a loud grunt.
Stuff black donkey hooves in your mouth? Even if he doesn't have the guts, he doesn't have the strength!
The drought speed is as fast as lightning. With his bare hands, he can't even get close to his body. Even if he gets close, he will be slapped by the drought claw!
Besides, there are dense and numb poisons all around the drought, colorful, even less dare to pass.
No wonder he was depressed at the moment. He stood there and began to regret it. His heart said that Master was still right. The way of the mountain vein, he really had to practice well to find the opportunity.
Faced with a drought, he was the only Maoshan disciple to close the door, but he couldn't get in the way. It's embarrassing to say that!
“Glutinous rice and 10,000 people's money don't work. I guess this doesn't work either...”
No wonder I thought about it. I simply put my black donkey's hoof back in the package, and my face was full of expression.
Now there are a few books left in the parcel, seventy-eight silver and one purple.
No wonder he squatted there, his eyes staring at the two colors of Fu Lu, a strong bar mouth, wanted to use, but couldn't resist, and fell into the battle of heaven.
In the end, however, he bit his teeth, raised his hand and picked up the purple charm, and his other hand grabbed his peach wooden sword!
He stamped his feet, looked at the fierce battle regiment, and looked at the poisonous bugs on the ground. His heart was cold, but his feet were going up!
“Wait! ”
“Those things on you, besides the ones against the ghosts, are the ones against the zombies. It doesn't do much for this drought...”
Lingyun's face contained a smile of praise, and he quickly stopped drinking.
In Lingyun's eyes, strength doesn't matter. Daoism is important. Daoism is the most important thing. Daoism is firmness.
In fact, when Lingyun first encountered the impudence, he looked at the contents of the impudence package clearly with the eyes of Yin Yang and the powerful god.
Glutinous rice, 10,000 people's money, black donkey hooves, these are all special items to deal with zombies. If it wasn't for the rude packaging, there were a few books, and those two kinds of charms, Lingyun 100% would say, no wonder this kid is a professional burglar.
Those two kinds of symbols shocked Ling Yun, because he couldn't refine them at all because of his current situation, especially the purple one, Ling Yun recognized that it was a defining symbol!
Otherwise, Lingyun was anxious to go home and save people. How could he have had time to waste there for half a day? Not to waste that much energy and bring him back from Longmen Mountain all the way to Villa One!
Though Lingyun had been fighting and killing people just now, in the battle, the mighty god had been covering the whole field, naturally looking at the unrighteous deeds, a clear view.
The key is to be able to see people's minds.
Although the grandson sometimes behaved very cheaply, strangely and shamelessly, it was just an unholy temperament and a way of acting.
Ling Yun really appreciated the unholy heart. This kid is really nice. Ling Yun looked at him and became more and more smooth.
“Drought is such a thing that Yin practises to the Yang. He is neither a ghost nor an ordinary zombie. Your babies are of no use to him. ”
I couldn't help but listen to my stupid eyes and stare at Ling Yun and say: "You, how do you know this? ”
Ling Yun turned a white eye at him and said that I was fixing the real world. What kind of ghost repair weird have I not seen? Not to mention a drought in the district!
Lingyun stared at the purple charm in Mundo's hand and smiled: “Save your baby charm, let's deal with this drought another way! ”
“Ah?! ”
I couldn't help but notice that, even more silly, I didn't hesitate to hide the stereotype behind me, as if I was afraid of being robbed. I was shocked. “How do you know that? ”
Ling Yun smiled. He was too lazy to listen to him. He said directly to Miao Xiao Miao: “Miao Xiao Miao, don't make those insects die in vain, it won't help the drought. ”
Naturally, insects have their own lives. Lingyun can't bear to watch them die in vain, and this is not good for seedlings.
Playing that kind of flute repellent, seedling seedlings need overdraft mental strength, she has been playing for so long, mental strength is long gone.
“Let them all disperse...”
Ling Yun sighed and took a deep look at the pale seedling seedlings. My heart said that I had taken note of this affair.
Lingyun, of course, knows why the seedlings brought these poisonous worms.
Miao Xiaomiao nodded slightly, carefully stashed the bone flute away, then swayed, soft poured into Xue Mei's arms.
As soon as the impulsive flute stopped, the army of poisonous insects fled immediately. As long as it could still move, it almost blinked and disappeared.
“Fairy, you must not use your fire-control technique against this drought! ”
Now there is only this drought left, Lingyun's dragon elephant magic, can sustain for some time, he has relieved a lot of stress, talk.
White fairies are fire, they are fire foxes, she will now, fire foxes, red flames burn the palms of the heavens, fire dragon knives, all fire control techniques.
And the drought is so shady that it cultivates to the sun. Although it has not yet achieved a large climate, the drought has grown small and is not afraid of the flames.
Drought is abusive, such as If burning, where the drought occurs, the local area will be very dry, the redlands are thousands of miles, how can you be afraid of fire?
Therefore, not only can the white fairy's fire not hurt the drought, but it also makes up for it, which is why the drought became more vicious and stronger in Vietnam.
Otherwise, how could this drought be the natural enemy of the White Fairy?
It's like two equally powerful enemies are fighting, one of them is able to absorb the power of the other person all the time, one side is getting stronger and the other side is depleting, and the outcome of the battle is unnecessary to know.
Of course, if the fairy comes out with four or five or six tails, with far more strength than the drought, then the white fairy's fire can cause harm to the drought and even kill the drought.
White Fairy gasps: “Brother Ling Yun, it seems to be getting stronger and stronger, I can't beat it! ”
Lingyun nodded: “Well, you and Paul should come back and take a break first and see how I can clean it up! ”
White fairy was very obedient, immediately spreading Xingluo Nine Flashes, flew away from the circle of war, and Paul was winged up.
Lingyun rush!
Not in a flash, but in a run, he crazily accelerated and hit hard against that drought with a strong body!
“Boom!”
The drought couldn't escape, collided directly with Lingyun, and the two collided hard!
It's like being a savage, colliding with a Gestapo!
The earth is trembling!
“My grass! Little guy, you're so strong! ”
The body of the drought is hot, it is even harder. Especially the great power. Lingyun is now ten times more powerful and ten times more defensive. Instead of crashing the drought into the air, he was hit by a sharp pain!
No wonder there is no way to help, the dryness cultivation is successful, all in copper steel, the strength is infinite, come and go as fast as lightning, and there is no pain nerve at all, moreover, the body of immortality, is really very difficult.
“Ho... Ho...”
The drought seemed angry when someone dared to collide with it with their body. The sound in their mouth was even heavier.
“Taste my fist! ”
The rise of Lingyun punched him suddenly, the drought didn't know how to hide. This fist struck the head of the drought firmly!
“Boom!”
The Heavenly Fist of Demons, under ten times its power, has 80,000 kilograms of force, this punch finally worked, directly flies out the drought.
Although it has many advantages, it has one of its greatest weaknesses: it does not think, it does not hide, it does not escape, and from this point of view it is no better than an animal.
Because he's not a living spirit.
Ling Yun followed the shadow, clinging to the body, the mind moved, and the Bleeding Devil's Knife appeared in the hand!
Brush!
Ling Yun caught up with the flightless drought, splitting his hand against the drought is a knife!
“When!”
This knife is like cutting over fine iron, making a loud noise. Lingyun's knife was rebounded by a shock, but the drought was just split farther away, or nothing.
“Ho...”
The drought was crushed by Lingyun. It ate two losses in a row. It roared and rushed back again. Lightning struck Lingyun's chest!
Lingyun was also a fierce knife, accurately split into the head of the drought, through the great power of the drought, this time finally cut a knife on the head of the drought.
But the drought still crashed into Lingyun's arms and reversed Lingyun's crashing sky!
Lingyun's body stopped flipping. He felt a sharp pain in the place where he was hit. He shouted softly.
“How did it suddenly become so powerful? ”
What a horrible drought!