The Zhalupeng instantly rushed into the corpse group with the dragon and snake halberd. The corpse, which was originally invulnerable to swords and guns, was as easy as cutting tofu under his dragon and snake halberd with thick spiritual power.
The fanged corpse that rushed over was pierced through the chest by the dragon and snake halberd of Chalupeng and picked it up. The corpse smashed into the group of corpses, and knocked several corpses over and flew out.
"Wu Jiuyin, do you think you can stop me with these insignificant things? You are dead today." Zhalupeng kept picking up the corpses and piercing them through them... and shouted in the direction of Wu Jiuyin.
Wu Jiuyin exhaled a breath and said with a smile: "Zhalupeng, no one can easily kill anyone until the last moment. You can destroy these corpses first, and I will wait for you slowly."
These corpses controlled by Emperor Ling of Xuanmen in Wu Jiuyin's hand are of high level after the corpse transformation. If they encounter such a corpse transformed, they will probably be able to alarm the power of a medium-sized sect to conquer them. Although there are many corpses after the corpse transformation, their opponent is Zhalupeng, the number one devil in Southeast Asia, so naturally they cannot cause much lethality to him, but they can also stop him for a while.
During this period, Wu Jiuyin was quickly recovering his spiritual power while breathing, repairing the damaged meridians, and swallowing two pills given by the old man of the Xue family.
Seeing that Wu Jiuyin had caused so many corpses to transform and intercept Nazhalupeng, everyone's hearts finally felt much more at ease.
The dozen or so-called hairy corpses on the periphery, with their heads as big as buckets, and their fangs and sharp teeth, rushed into the crowd of Black Shui Shengling and bit them when they saw them. The black and red robes, when they touched these hairy corpses, did not have much resistance. Some were torn apart by the hairy corpses, and some were thrown to the ground and bit off their necks.
Originally, the people of Hei Shui Shengling were already at a disadvantage, and the addition of these hairy corpses made the people of Hei Shui Shengling suffer even more.
In just a blink of an eye, the corpses of the elders were destroyed by more than twenty of the elders, and their heads were slapped by the dragon and snake halberd in his hands. After they landed on the ground, they became ordinary corpses. Once all these hairy corpses were killed by the corpses, Wu Jiuyin's situation would be very dangerous.
Zhalupeng didn't care at all about the current one-sided situation. His subordinates kept dying in the hands of everyone without frowning. He had only one purpose in his heart, which was to kill Wu Jiuyin.
Wu Jiuyin didn't look panicked. While quickly recovering his cultivation and repairing the damaged meridians, he waited patiently, staring at Zhalupeng.
After a while, something happened between Monk Hua and Mu Dahan.
At this stage of fighting, people on both sides passed at least dozens of moves and all of them were angry.
Mu Dahan fought with Monk Hua, and the two sides were evenly matched, and no one could take down anyone.
After dozens of moves, Mudahan became a little angry. He stretched out his finger and gently flicked the goose-headed knife three times. With each bounce, black flames evaporated from the goose-headed knife, becoming more and more intense.
With Mu Dahan's loud shout, the goose-headed knife in his hand was raised high and slashed towards Monk Hua.
A thick black mist turned into the shape of a huge skull and enveloped Monk Hua. The skull was covered with many evil spirits and ghosts, making a shrill whistling sound, and slammed towards Monk Hua.
At this time, the monk Hua, who was carrying the demon-subduing pestle, calmed down and inserted the demon-subduing pestle in his hand to the ground. Then he stretched out his hand and pulled off the monk's robe.
On the front, chest and back of monk Hua, each has a tattoo.
There is a Vajra Dharma pattern with a hand ring knife in front, and a Vajra with a copper stick behind it.
But when Monk Hua pinched a few magic seals, the two tattoos on his front and back suddenly emerged from his body, and then the tattoo on his body disappeared.
Under such a dangerous situation, Monk Hua not only did not attack, but suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground and threw the purple gold bowl away.
The purple gold bowl became bigger and bigger, buzzing, and hitting the fierce sword wind that Mudahan slashed out.
The two Vajra Dharma images stood on both sides of Monk Hua like guardians, each carrying magical instruments, without moving, with golden light on their bodies.
Monk Hua clasped his hands together and suddenly recited Buddhist scriptures silently. The sound of reciting scriptures was very small and could not be heard.
In a blink of an eye, the sword wind that Mu Dahan slashed out rolled over and collided directly with Monk Hua's purple gold bowl. The purple gold bowl suddenly became dim and rolled down to the side.
But after this collision, at least half of the evil spirits in the black mist condensed by the sword wind were scattered by the purple gold bowl.
The black mist condensed by the sword wind continued to collide. As it was about to fall on Monk Hua, the two Vajra magic figures around him slashed the magic weapon in his hand forward, but were also knocked back by the black mist.
When she was half a meter away from Monk Hua, Monk Hua suddenly opened her eyes, stretched out one hand, put her five fingers together, pushed forward and chanted: "Namo Amitabha."
Eighty-four thousand Dharma doors, all six characters are collected.
When Monk Hua recited these six words, in just a moment, a golden light filled the whole body of Monk Hua, and a full moon-like moon plate appeared behind his head, as if the Buddha had come to the world.
Pushing forward with one hand, like Tathagata's magic palm, he dissolved a sword wind condensed by Mu Dahan with all his strength. The black mist instantly scattered and disappeared.
Mu Dahan held the goose-headed knife in his hand. Seeing Monk Hua like this at this moment, his heart trembled.
What a great monk, Buddha, China is really a place where dragons and tigers hide.
How could he know that the monk Hua in front of him was the number one master of Buddhism in China.
Just as Mudahan was stunned, the purple gold bowl that had been beaten to somewhere just now rose into the air again and did not hit Mudahan, but directly enveloped Mudahan's head.
When Mu Dahan looked up, the purple gold bowl had already poured out golden lights, and countless qi rose from the ground, covering it.
Chapter completed!