Chapter 307 The Wolf Monster in the Nine Spirits Holy Land
“Why are you tickling my soles? If that person steps even one step into the range of the Dragon Subduing Stake, it will be much easier for us to deal with it!”
Flames were burning in the temple, and Zhang Xuezhou, who was hiding next to the corpse, had to stop pretending to be dead and carefully followed the monks out of the temple.
Najima stared at Zhang Xuezhou, always feeling that the soles of her feet had been tickled by Zhang Xuezhou.
"You must be wrong. I am lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. How could I possibly scratch the soles of your feet?" Zhang Xuezhou denied.
"Forget it, forget it," Bhadra advised: "It is not appropriate for us to fight against a powerful enemy now."
"But I..."
"Najima, you have ruined the Buddha's life. It’s your turn to help Buddha!”
Najima was about to say something more, but the old monk started to interrupt.
His eyes pointed to the open space in front of the temple.
In that open space, Buddha's body kept shuttling back and forth like a ghost, and there was also a giant wolf with snow-white hair that also maintained an extremely fast speed to entangle and kill.
The royal guardian named Jiufeng Demon Saint is in the form of a wolf demon. He is very powerful and his fighting style is very similar to that of Buddha, or even better.
Among the silhouettes that quickly shuttled and dodged, a little red flashed along with them.
Fozi is extremely capable of killing with his hands, and he never gets blood stained on his body.
If there is blood infecting the body, it must be the Buddha himself who has been injured.
The old monk held the magic bell and kept urging Najima to come and help.
Among the monks, he is good at bewitching and driving away beasts, Bhadra is good at locking and killing at medium distances, and Najma is good at close combat.
“Damn it, it was Long Tan Po who assisted the Buddha in the past,” Najima said unwillingly.
"If you want to drive the ghost chain to the enemy, you can also try it," Bhadra said.
“I don’t need that chain to extract blood and semen,” Najma said, shaking her head repeatedly.
"This chain is quite dangerous!"
Beside the monks, Zhang Xuezhou was holding the ghost chain, and felt that these monks were indeed evil.
He was also glad that he had suffered a lot of losses and would not take advantage of any magic weapon he saw.
Up to now, he has not used his magic power to drive this magic weapon chain.
“The ghost chain is more focused on locking things. Once you use it to lock people, you will inevitably have to pay a price.” The old monk said: “You have to pay a little bit of blood to lock the enemy to death and take his life. It is still worth it. Value for money.”
"That's what you always said!"
Zhang Xuezhou touched the ghost chain and did not use his magic power to refine it despite the old monk's hint.
He had something strange before. Even if his companion died, if his companion's magic weapon could still be used, most people would use it as a spare.
But the ghost chain seemed to be of no importance and was placed among the piles of stolen property by the monks. Zhang Xuezhou vaguely felt that something was wrong at that time, and he did not understand it until now.
“Look, Buddha is feeling very uncomfortable now. The blood is flowing to the soles of his feet. We have to rush up to help!”
The old monk also wanted to persuade Zhang Xuezhou to use the ghost chain in case of emergency, which forced Zhang Xuezhou to quickly point to the Buddha and the royal guardian in the struggle.
In the open space, a footprint stained with blood was left on the ground.
Fozi's ghostly figure is still flexible, but no one knows whether Fozi will fall down at the next moment.
"Hurry up, Najima. What are you looking at?"
Zhang Xuezhou then focused his artillery fire on Najima, who was holding the sword and did not dare to step forward.
"Najima!"
The old monk spoke loudly.
"It's not that I don't go up to help Buddha. How can I go up and help? I can't see the traces of the wolf demon at all!" Najima said desperately.
“We can only use the golden body given by the Buddha to resist and insert it in.” Bhadra frowned and said: “Let’s see if we can give the Buddha a chance to breathe.”
“This wolf demon The strength is indeed very strong. He is probably from the Nine Spirits Holy Land." The old monk said: "Only in that holy land can there be such a powerful wolf monster."
"There is also the Evil Luo Stream Holy Land, and there are many big demons!"
"The big demons in the Evil Luo Stream are good at flying, and they are different from the demons in the Nine Spirits Holy Land!"
Old The voices of the monk and Bhadra gradually became lowered, while Najma on the side kept chanting mantras.
"It won't matter if you get hit with a knife. This technique is really powerful!"
The old monk was shot with an arrow by the military attache and then hit with a knife.
At this time, the opponent still had visible arrow wounds and knife wounds, and blood was constantly spilling out, but the old monk spoke without any pain. Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but marvel at this ability.
"As far as there is no pain, you will still die if you don't get rescued in time..." Najima muttered, and bravely rushed towards the center of the battle between Fozi and the wolf demon with the sword in hand.
"Bang! Hiss!"
A heavy blow and a sound like cloth being torn came. Among the people and monsters chasing, one was cut into pieces. Nearly two pieces of the body were also thrown out.
"It can't be saved!"
"He seems to know the flaws of the golden body given by our Buddha. This kind of injury cannot be saved!"
Bhadra whispered, and he was old. The monk nodded slightly.
"It's your turn," the old monk said.
"I can't lock on to that wolf demon" Bhadra replied in a low voice.
"But someone must rush forward," the old monk said: "Najima just created an opportunity for Buddha to hit the wolf demon hard. If it happens again, the wolf demon will definitely not be able to bear it."
"Moko Laura, why didn’t you go up?”
“ I'm old and slow to react!"
"This doesn't require any reaction, and we can't react!"
"I was stabbed and hit by an arrow, I'm afraid I didn't. He was already killed when he intervened in the battle.”
"As long as the wolf demon can waste his methods on you, Buddha will definitely seize the opportunity to kill you."
"You don't respect the elderly, no matter what, I am also your senior!"
"Senior is not that serious!"
"You..."
......
The two monks kept arguing in low voices. When Zhang Xuezhou quietly took a step back, he saw two hands grabbing at him at the same time.
“Let’s go!”
The old monk Mokolola exhaled and reached out to pick up Zhang Xuezhou’s body. Bhadra’s arm suddenly became thicker, and he lifted Zhang Xuezhou’s body forward. .
"Buddha, we are here to help you!"
Bhadra shouted and pushed Zhang Xuezhou away towards the center of the fight.
Najma's fate proves the consequences of being involved in such a fight. Whether it is Mokolola or Bhadra, the fate of the two of them is no different from Najma's.
The golden body given by the Buddha only reduces the pain of their injuries, but does not completely prevent them from being hurt.
If they are cut into two pieces, they will inevitably die.
If they don’t want to die and need to help Buddhist disciples, in addition to instigating their fellow disciples, they can obviously use local materials.
Bhadra shouted, and then quickly fell into silence.
"You're dumbfounded, I can fly!"
The body was pushed into the air. Looking at the center of the fierce battle between Fozi and the wolf demon, the demonic power in Zhang Xuezhou's body began to circulate rapidly.
The demonic power gushes out from the acupoints and pours into the blood and flesh.
In just one or two seconds, Zhang Xuezhou’s arm feathers penetrated.
The sharp iron-like feathers even made a slight crunching sound when they spread their wings.
Zhang Xuezhou spread his wings with all his strength, and his body quickly rose nearly twenty meters into the air.
After saying this, Zhang Xuezhou flew high again.
When he was nearly eighty meters away from the ground, he opened his mouth and shouted downwards.
"Buddha, Bhadra has different intentions, and he has no intention of rescuing you at all!"
"Xiao Langjun, you are framed me, my heart towards the Buddha is very far away. The bright moon can be used as a guide! ”
"Then go up and help!"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted.
Any other person who was plotted by these two monks would become a scapegoat in one push.
In this wilderness, Zhang Xuezhou does not expect any justice, morality, or justice.
But others wanted to kill him, but Zhang Xuezhou was still very willing to fight back if he had the ability.
Right now, he was pushing Bhadra to die. At this time, there was even a boost from Mokolola.
(End of this chapter)