Chapter 9 Rakshasa ghost was obviously irritated. He slapped Li's mouth with a palm and slammed into the wall and fainted. Bald Qiang was obviously angry, so he picked up the butt of his rifle and quickly stepped forward. In an instant, he was also kicked. Zhengyang was manipulating the Seven Lament Talisman, unable to withdraw, but also to guard against Dong Tong's rebellion at any time.
This time, I am the only one left!
The strength gap between us is between the clouds and mud, and it is likely to be killed every minute. Nevertheless, the clay figurines still have three points of earthiness, and rats will bite people if they are anxious. I can only fight, how can I care so much, drew out the Qing Ming sword, and slashed at the Raksha ghost!
"Oh! Are you the grandson of the old man? Good come, let's die together!"
"You killed my grandpa?"
"Yes, I like to see your helpless look haha!"
"Huh! This hatred is not shared!"
"We are underground, there is no heaven here. But it doesn't matter, as long as it is a friend or offspring of the old man, I will let him die ten thousand times!"
"Then see if you have this ability!" I knew it was not his opponent, but I didn't want to give it a bit. This kind of character may make me suffer unlimited losses.
"Courage!" There was a burst of white mist, and the Rakshasa ghost turned into a woman again, very soft and charming. I yelled, "Change back, I won't hit women!" Rakshasa ghost smiled slightly: "Then you will be done!" He changed back to fierce and evil!
At this time, the Rakshasa ghost had already rushed towards me.
Before I could do it, one person had already taken the lead, Dong Tong!
Dong Tong? Her series of actions made me completely confused? It seems that there is also a mysterious aura in her body, and she fought fiercely with the Rakshasa ghost. The Rakshasa ghost is obviously also mixed, so he dared not use his best. At this time Dong Tong shouted, "Asshole, what morality do you speak with this kind of thing! Go!"
I understood as soon as I heard it, let him go! Let's get rid of this thing first, otherwise it won't be known who died in the end, and where can we wait for it to react. I rushed forward and drew out the Qing Ming Sword!
"Qing Ming Sword!" Raksha Ghost exclaimed, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
The Qingming Sword was the treasure of the Great Emperor Sun Quan of the Eastern Wu. Zhou Chu used it to cut the Jiao, and the Jin Dynasty moved south and sank into the Qiantang River without a trace, and absorbed the essence of the river. Later, I didn't know when to bring it to Rongcheng. In short, this sword existed against the sky in front of ghosts. If I knew this, I would have pulled it out a long time ago, and I was afraid of a bird!
"It's a pity that the evil spirit in your body is only for a while, and you don't deserve to use this good sword!" The Rakshasa ghost laughed wildly, and the only trace of panic disappeared. I scolded in my heart: "Since you can see it, it's a hammer and makes me happy for nothing!"
"However, your body is a fortunate fortune, a melting pot of yin and yang! If you give it to me, haha, then you can show seven or eight times the evil spirit! What a pity, your kid is violent!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" I thought to myself, "If I can talk, I can't understand a word!"
"Mom! It's so long-winded! You and they must have been a man with a long tongue before you were alive!" I couldn't restrain my anger, and rushed towards him. The Qing Ming Sword and the Raksha Ghost Claw were connected, sparks appeared, and the light was overflowing, like cherry blossoms blooming overnight.
My tiger's mouth cracked again, and the blood spattered out like peach blossoms. Falling on the Qingming Sword, a burst of blue aura appeared on the body of the sword, and the blade was faintly red, like a charcoal fire. Instantly ignited the anger in my heart, and a cloud of heat continued to surge. The feeling of killing the sand mallet is coming, I want to go crazy, who can stop me
"Hahaha, such a strong evil spirit, good come!"
Rakshasa ghost laughed: "Yes, yes, you have hidden the physique of a celestial master, and the body of the spirit sun is really not blown out! Boy, my Raksha ghost is not what you imagined!"
In fact, the physique of the celestial master, I have also heard the old man talk about it before. This physique is also divided into disciples, refiners, real people, celestial masters, saints, emperors and so on. The physique of the heavenly master is ranked third, with a total of 25 in the world. If I am one of them, where are the remaining 24? Damn, why are you looking for me
The Raksha Ghost seemed to see the idea and smiled and said, "Because you are the celestial master of Yin Yin! Hahaha!"
After speaking, the Rakshasa ghost was covered in mist, like countless vines, surrounded by vines, and the vines continued to explode, causing waves of air. In an instant, a piranha blossomed, under the impact of the air wave. , Even the crystal coffin shifted instantly, and the entire tomb suddenly became an ice crystal world. cold! I can't take care of it anymore!
"Kill!" Only this word is left in my heart! My mind was blank at the time.
There seemed to be an invisible heat in my body, like a flash in the pan, with thousands of petals blooming. The halo was like ripples, white mist vaporized wherever it went, and the ice suddenly disappeared. The entire tomb is divided by the crystal coffin, and the ice and heat suddenly form a clear boundary line.
Fanghua instant, I broke out at this moment!
The Qing Ming Sword actually lingered in a blue mist, and the seven stars that were usually hidden, burst into golden light on the sword body, even very dazzling. Countless rays of light were also spit out from the blade. At the same time, the Rakshasa ghost's Rakshasa ghost claws were also long, black and bright, swallowing light.
Qing Mingjian couldn't help trembling, and I confronted the Raksha ghost sword claws, and there was only the sound of metal crashing. The most terrifying soundtrack was released. If I hadn't been confused at the time, I'm afraid I would have been scared to pee by this kind of scene! After fighting for about 70 or 80 rounds, the evil spirit in my body gradually receded! I can hardly withstand the offensive over there. I estimated that my peak strength at the time was about 13 dans, and the Rakshasa ghost said 15 dans less.
The difference in strength between the two sides is too great, and I simply can't stand it!
"Hahahaha, there are two hands, but your death date is about to come?"
That's right! The suffocation at my peak was more than ten times more than usual, and I couldn't resist it. The evil spirit recedes, just like a person who has been exhausted and extremely tired. Then there is no chance of winning. It seems that I am finished this time. Raksha Ghost’s fifteen evil auras, or the result of being suppressed by the seven sad talismans.
Perhaps because I have the body of Lingyang, he didn't kill him. And he also left room for Dong Tong, but just knocked her out!
"Fighting in war is not a treat to dinner, or a book or newspaper. There are murderous opportunities everywhere. Either you die or I die!" I remember the old man's words. I don't know where the fighting spirit came from, and I rose up high and went to fight against the ghost of Raksha. Raksha ghost naturally does not leave affection, and kicks me flying with one kick. Seeing him grabbed with two sharp claws, he was about to grab my three souls and seven souls out of my body.
"I beg you to let him go!" Dong Tong grabbed Raksha Ghost by his leg, as if it were nailed. "It's impossible, this is the body I have waited for decades!"
"Don't forget your identity! Miss Dong?" Raksha Ghost turned his head and smiled and kicked Dong Tong away fiercely. He raised his hand and strangled my neck.
"Wow!"
A white light flew out of the backpack, but in an instant, it was knocked into the air. That figure was fluttering like a football shooting goal, and landed abruptly. It's a hairball, it's still young after all, where is this kind of ghost's opponent!
The hair ball is now larger than the palm, and the body also contains spiritual power. Its attack is much stronger than last time, and it can jump several meters high. When Rakshasa ghost saw this guy for the first time, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes revealed fear, but the fear did not last for a moment. His expression was calm and a weird smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
The finger light flicked across and greeted the white light coming from the hedge. The two lights collided and made a loud noise. The funny scene appeared, the hair ball actually bit the Rakshasa ghost, don't let it go. No matter how the Raksha ghost shakes, there is no alternative. It's like a fluffy ball tied in the hand. Rakshasa ghost was angry, and with a sharp scream, he slammed the hair ball to the wall root tomb. The hair ball screamed, and there was no movement!
I looked so angry!
"Come on! Let me take it all!" I was jealous at the time, and couldn't help but struggle. I didn't know where the strength came from, and struggling to open his iron-like arm. It's a pity that no matter where you are struggling to open, that hand is getting tighter and tighter!
I couldn't breathe gradually, my face turned purple. Only the remaining consciousness makes me realize that I am going to die! An arc appeared at the corner of my mouth, and I actually laughed miserably. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)