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The dazzling lightning filled the bodies of the cavalrymen in the camp, but they could not hurt their bodies. The cavalrymen emitted scarlet blood in their eyes, and the black air was lingering around them, which actually eliminated the lightning.

Three seconds later, the black aura on the eight hundred sank camp condensed, forming a terrifying huge ghost head that rushed straight into the sky, exploded in the blockade of lightning. The tiny lightning and the fire rain of the sky condensed into a sputtering everywhere, which injured many cavalry.

At this moment, bathed in flames and thunder, a ghost-like figure gradually appeared not far away.

"Hmph, he's such an old friend."

A string of brown Buddhist beads hung on his right shoulder, with one hundred and eight Buddhas, Ksitigarbha statues engraved. Every time he takes a step, his spiritual energy will flourish and turn into a true form.

He was a Buddhist disciple from the Northern Song Dynasty eight hundred years ago, with eight shiny black ring scars on his head. He was wearing a golden cassock, but his face was filled with a cruel and interesting smile.

"Boy in prison? You actually walked out of Qianheisha by yourself?"

In the sky and the blue dragon spoke in surprise, and the sound was as thunderous as thunder.

"Didn't you say that you will not become a Buddha if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is not empty in hell, and that the thousand black temples will not be empty in one day, so you won't take a step?"

Qianheisha is a place specially used to detain powerful prisoners in the spiritual realm, but it is only guarded by the prison boy.

He is extremely powerful, he is also a spirit sender at the level of the Divine Martial Spirit, and has a very special ability - he can absorb the spiritual attacks of other guardian spirits.

What's even more terrifying is that the guardian spirit defeated by him will become a string of rosary beads, and will be refined by him in 49 days. The prisoners who want to escape from prison will be taken away after being caught by him and then thrown back to their original position.

In Qianhei Sha, the prisoners basically starved to death or committed suicide in despair.

Amid the light of light and flames, the prison boy smiled and looked up.

"Because I know that it is impossible to become a Buddha by Dangqing Qianhei Sha. The old guys in the Yulingshi said that as long as I defeat you, I will use secret treasures to wish me a Buddha."

The prison boy scratched his back.

"To be honest, I don't believe what they said. But after staying in Qianheisha's ghost place where there is no sunlight, even the prisoner has to come out and let the wind go."

The boy in prison was talking to Qinglong, but the camp of the Qunying Palace did not stop his attack. The Babai Cang rushed to the front of the formation like an arrow. Xiang Kunlun, who was an arrow, shouted loudly, Diao Lingyun and Lu Xiangong.

"ha!"

"cut!"

"break!"

The Eight Hundred Cracks formed one under the leadership of the three generals, and even the evil spirits that soared into the sky had to avoid the edge. Yinglongshuang raised a rock wall several meters thick and rose up from the ground. Where they could not see behind the wall, hundreds of rock guns stood up like a horse.

"A little trick!"

The rock wall did not play much role in front of two top martial spirits, and was exploded in an instant. Xiang Kunlun sneered and waved the Shimo Fangtian Ji, and several spiritual blade waves swung out to smash the rock gun.

The Four Spirits God blocked Wang Dali but was swung away by him. Wang Dali turned right, and his powerful force directly shattered the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

"Go aside, you're moving too slowly."

Qinglong's face was pale, and Wang Dali absorbed most of his spiritual power, and used his spiritual power to connect the fragments of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and turn them into a hundred feet long sky-high blade.

"not good!"

When she saw the huge sword shadow in Wang Dali, Xiang Kunlun exclaimed, and his body shrank under the horse's belly in a blink of an eye, and ordered at the same time.

"fall!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dali had already waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword that had burst out the last light from his sword. Except for Diao Lingyun and Lu Xiangong beside him who made the same moves as him, no cavalry in the camp behind him could react.

An extremely spectacular and bloody scene occurred, and hundreds of cavalrymen in the camp were cut in half at almost the same time. Horse blood and human blood flew, and the cavalry fell to the ground screaming and the pungent smell of blood instantly spread here.

"hateful!"

The cavalry in the rear were blocked by the bodies of comrades in front, and they were overturned by the horses. Not only that, even Xiang Kunlun's black horse, Diao Lingyun's red rabbit, and Lu Xian Palace's war horses were divided into two, and the horses were covered with blood.

"Boss Xiang, let Long and the others come out too. If this continues, we may be able to destroy them all."

Lu Xiangong looked back at the camp where corpses were everywhere. Whether it was Xiang Kunlun, Diao Lingyun, or she, the Hall of Heroes, had the ability to form a single army, but she could not resist Wang Dali's hundreds of meters long sword.

"cut."

Xiang Kunlun wiped blood from his face and pestled the Shuangyue Fangtian Sphur to the ground, smashing a small piece of ground.

"Long Qie, Ji Bu, Zhongli Xun, Yu Ziqi! Follow me to kill the enemy!"

"Abide by the order of King Xiang!"

Four great men in heavy armor appeared behind Xiang Yu, and together with them were the warriors under Xiang Yu's former command. Although Xiang Kunlun was not a body of a martial god, he could summon the soldiers under Xiang Yu's command.

The prison boy on the side saw Wang Dalizhong's knife and put away his smile, and gently turned his earrings made of eighteen small rosary beads in his left ear.

"It's good, it seems I'm going to do my best."

His spiritual power surged, and huge statues of thousands of Bodhisattvas on three sides appeared behind him, and rushed towards Wang Dali with the boy in the prison.

Shenwu Ling-Thousand Guanyin!

"Human Spiritual Technique-Hundred Thousands of Guanyin Palms!"

The huge palm turned into a phantom, and hundreds of huge palms fell down, completely covering Wang Dali.

"We'll go there too!"

Xiang Kunlun waved his halberd and worked with the four soldiers to stop the Baihu; Diao Lingyun and Lu Xiangong blocked the Qinglong, whose spiritual power was greatly damaged; Qin Qiong and Qin Shubao summoned by the King of Qin, Lu Tianyou summoned the prodigal son Yan Qing and Yang Yanzhao summoned by Yang Luoqi, Yang Liulang and Yang Yanzhao, the general under Xiang Yu Yu, and the soldiers under Xiang Yu stopped Xuanwu; Xuanwu was the jade Qilin summoned by Lu Shuyu, the flying general Li Guang summoned by Li Gucheng, and the remaining cavalrymen of the camp blocked Xuanwu.

Several soul-suppressing generals belonging to the spiritual realm came to fight Ying Long fiercely. For a moment, the scene of the prison-suppressing boy Dali was formed.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The boy in prison used his human spirit skills while laughing wildly. He didn't look like a Buddhist boy, but he was more like a Shura Yasha.

The earth was shattered, and Qian Guanyin's huge palm smashed countless huge pits on the ground, just like an earthquake. There was no sound of Wang Dali in the smoke and dust.

"What's wrong? Could it be that I was photographed as a meat pie?"

The boy in prison stopped attacking and just said a few sarcastic words, but he found a huge golden sword shadow from the corner of his eyes.
Chapter completed!