The rise of Marvel's lord god

Swish, two golden rays of light pierced through the monster, and the opening that was broken by the golden light was glued together again in an instant. Lin Zhengying's attack was still as effective as the original, but the problem was still the old problem, and there was no time. Charged, his damage speed cannot exceed the opponent's recovery speed.

"Huh~" After a long breath, Chen Hai raised the pistol in his hand and aimed at the monster's head.

Bang-bang-bang, the bullets fired in succession, accurately hitting the opponent's head, and punching a few blood holes, causing no harm, but slightly attracted the opponent's attention.

After a slight change in the direction of his arm growth, Chen Hai knew that the other party had diverted part of his attention from Lin Zhengying, so he opened the suitcase switch with his left hand, and then slammed it towards the place.

Pat, the suitcase fell to the ground, and the electromagnetic field burst out from the black box under the action of special technology.

The monster's body paused, and a human-like phantom flashed in the middle of the opponent's body, as if the machine was stuck.

Lin Zhengying inside seized this fleeting opportunity. Under the urging of mana, the peach wood sword slowed down and still stretched out to cut off all the arms, and at the same time, the right hand quickly traced the talisman of the thunder in the palm of his left hand. The lines and mana are constantly pouring into it.

A burst of golden light erupted in the palm of the palm, and the spell was completed. Lin Zhengying instantaneously touched the monster's body, opened his right hand, and pressed the target's belly forcefully. This is Lin Zhengying without jumping up. The most suitable attack position.

With a sound of Peng, a big hole blasted out of his stomach. Lin Zhengying reached out and grabbed the peach wood sword flying around her body. Without fear or hesitation, she stabbed the wound that was healing, expanding the hole frantically. .

Under the severe pain, the monster's attack became disorderly and at the same time more violent, slapped Lin Zhengying's body with one slap, and Lin Zhengying gritted his teeth, maintaining the protective cover on the surface of the body, while continuing to attack. , If such a good opportunity does not end the other party directly now, then there may be no chance again.

Outside, Chen Hai had already done what he could, and the bullets of his pistol were almost exhausted. At this moment, the light seemed to finally penetrate the thick wall of flesh, and a blood-stained figure followed the light from behind. Jumped out inside.

After landing a roll, he stood up beside Chen Hai.

"Master!" Chen Hai's voice contained joy, and his efforts were not in vain.

Standing up, Lin Zhengying did not answer Chen Hai’s cry for the first time. Instead, he erected the Peach Wood Sword in front of her, folded the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and pressed it on two-thirds of the body of the Peach Wood Sword, standing straight. It seems to be communicating something mysterious and mysterious.

Chen Hai looked at the monster nervously. The opponent's head turned little by little, and he just turned one hundred and eighty degrees. Looking at them, the opponent's injury was recovering quickly, and Lin Zhengying came out of that hole. In seconds, the wound had recovered more than half.

Kangdang, kangdang, when the monster turned around, the stones on the surrounding walls kept falling, hitting its feet.

With two bangs, Chen Hai shot the last bullet in the gun in his hand.

With a click, the huge fangs bite the fast-flying bullet without knowing whether it was luck or something. The broken lines on the fangs that were shaken by the impact disappeared after one breath, and the bullet head was chewed several times. The other party swallowed his stomach.

At this moment, Lin Zhengying's energy accumulation has also been completed, and a phantom in ancient costume appeared behind his body. The phantom is handsome and majestic at the same time.

Thousands of miles of punishable demon flashed around, and the white dragon was in the air.

Lin Zhengying was reading a verse that Chen Hai hadn't heard before, and the peach wood sword in her hand flashed with electricity, and a long and thin white dragon shadow moved on the tip of the sword.

He invited one of the Eight Immortals, the ancestor of the sword immortal under heaven, Chunyangzi, Lu Dongbin!

The magical technique was completed, Lin Zhengying opened his eyes, and two divine lights shot out, like two nails, firmly fixing the monster in front of him on the wall.

Stepping on the seven-star gossip steps, Lin Zhengying's figure pulled away. For a while, seven Lin Zhengying's shadows doing different actions appeared in this small place at the same time. After the phantom stood still, the white dragon leaped out, carrying the violent one. Lightning divided the monster into eight pieces of different sizes.

The casting speed of Dao Fa surpassed Chen Hai's observation ability. He only felt that there was a flash in front of his eyes, and the original fierce opponent had become a corpse on the ground.

"Go." After Lin Zhengying cut the monster into pieces, she took Chen Hai's hand and pulled him to move quickly in other directions.

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An unknown heartbeat sounded in Chen Hai's ears. Under the influence of this sound, his heartbeat seemed to have kept up with the rhythm, and the rhythm of his beating began to change.

"Daoist! Isn't it dead yet?" Chen Hai followed Lin Zhengying closely, covering his ears with his hands, hoping to reduce the clinging heartbeat.

"It's dead, but the more troublesome things live."

After arriving in an empty room, Lin Zhengying answered quickly, then wiped her hand on her waist, and a cinnabar pen fell into her hand.

Lifting his breath, biting his tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted from Lin Zhengying's mouth, and dropped onto the cinnabar pen in his hand, the nib shiny.

Then Chen Hai watched Lin Zhengying drew blood-red charms on the front door lintel of the room, the middle of the surrounding walls and other places. When the last stroke fell, the blood stains on the cinnabar pen just used up, and the entire room also squeezed and squeezed. The sound of collision.

"Give me Dao Robe." Lin Zhengying threw the pen aside and said to Chen Hai.

"Okay." Chen Hai handed Lin Zhengying's tattered Taoist robe.

Lin Zhengying grasped the collar of the Dao robe with both hands and waved it up and down so hard, a stream of light flashed, and the Dao robe was repaired successfully, and it became the same as before.

After repairing the Taoist robe, Lin Zhengying did not put it on her body, but completely opened it, hung it on the lintel of the main entrance, let it unfold on its own, and acted as the curtain of this position.

Glancing at the surrounding layout, Lin Zhengying made a seal with both hands, muttering a word, and with a soft sound, a font shot out of Lin Zhengying's mouth, directly printed on the door lintel.

After finishing this, Lin Zhengying tilted her feet and fell to the ground.

Chen Hai was taken aback, and hurriedly threw it out, making Lin Zhengying a mat.

"Chen Hai, I have almost figured it out. We are now in a formation where evil spirits gather yin." Lin Zhengying said very weakly, "The people who arranged this formation are very ambitious and disrupt the time. Enough feed, it wants to raise a terrifying ghost king!"

"Then what should we do?" Chen Hai asked quickly with a fierce heart beat.

"..." Lin Zhengying sighed and shook her head.

"Why don't you rest here? I will snatch those cinerary altars. As long as twelve o'clock comes, I will destroy the cinerary altar. That thing is so important. If you destroy it, this formation should be broken!" Chen Hai quickly said.

"It's useless, before the ghost king takes shape, the time in this place will never reach twelve o'clock." Lin Zhengying is still shaking his head, "and after the ghost king is formed, this formation will have no meaning. There is no way to break this formation."

"You must have a way!" Chen Hai helped Lin Zhengying up. Out of his understanding of Lin Zhengying, he dared to say that there should be nothing wrong with his words. If it was a mortal situation, Lin Zhengying would never bring him to this place. Waiting for death is definitely going straight out and desperately.

"In a certain way, it is." Lin Zhengying gave the last few talisman to Chen Hai, "I want to bet once, no matter whether the bet is successful or not, I can't move during this time."

"I have secured this room with my force. The enemy can only enter from the front door. The talisman in your hand can replenish the mana of the gossip garment. If an enemy comes, I can only rely on you."

"No problem!" Chen Hai took Fu Lu and took over the task of guarding Lin Zhengying without saying a word. "I can rely on it. If you want to do anything, please don't worry."

Lin Zhengying, who received Chen Hai's response, started cross-legged, calmly, and slowly entered her inner world.

The layers of gauze left by Alice were displayed in front of him. Lin Zhengying waved her hand gently, and the gauze was swept down like a spider web. This thing is undefended to Lin Zhengying himself. .

As the number of gauze nets decreased, the world in front of Lin Zhengying became clearer and clearer, and soon he saw the realization of his own mind. Taking a step forward, he also came to the golden avenue.

The person in the middle of the road raised his head when Lin Zhengying arrived.

"You came?"

"Well, let me try."

"pretty good."

After a brief conversation, the person burst open. In the next second, Lin Zhengying found that he was already standing in that place, and the scene before him changed quickly.

In the unfinished building, Chen Hai felt nervous as he listened to the increasingly noisy sounds outside. He turned around and glanced at Lin Zhengying who was meditating with his eyes closed. He calmed down and carefully observed the outside world to prevent the gossip clothes from suddenly After being attacked, he didn't supplement in time because he was distracted.

Outside the room, at both ends of the corridor, the two Lin Zhengying holding Blue Nightmare swords faced the ghosts that were constantly moving toward this side, smiled slightly, and the Taoist robe on their bodies fluttered.

The rules on the fourth floor do not have the following restrictions. They can perceive another formation set by themselves in the middle of the corridor. Setting up this formation in this kind of place, it is obvious that they intend to open their heart to face the choice and try to break through the order. Bit limit.