Tang He also walked up and felt a little relieved when he saw this scene. He was afraid that the sword cultivator would probably fall into the temple without restraint. The pressure on the man was quite high. If he could enter the golden elixir, he felt that he could still fight. Now, he only relied on seven elixirs, and Tang He knew that he was no match.

When Mu Yin's eyes came up, the man in white had already flipped the book and released a strange creature, a snake head, a human body, holding a steel fork, and was fighting with the arrogant Qi-refining men under Tang He.

Both sides used Taoism in close combat. In the hands of the snake-headed man, a small black ice arrow shot out rapidly, and the target was not someone, but aimless.

The arrogant Qi Refiner bounced his fingers and red light flew out. Each red light hit a black ice arrow, causing all the ice arrows released by the snake-headed man to be neutralized.

Neither the one who attacked him or the purposeless ice arrows or the arrogant Qi Refiner were spared. He felt that the black ice arrows were inappropriate, and if they shot randomly, they would easily attack the people behind him.

Only then did Su Jing feel that this arrogant Qi Refiner still has something to do. He was not just coming up to help, killing the enemies in the temple, but also protecting his slightly weak companions behind him.

Su Jing glanced at the man in white and said, "He is not the main target, kill him as soon as possible."

The man in white looked at Su Jing, and Su Jing's eyes were blurred. He immediately activated the Six Divine Mirrors. A rune was reflected in the Six Divine Mirrors, and the eyes of the man in white immediately closed.

puff!

Su Jing's divine weapon puppet immediately fired a feather arrow. The man in white shook his body and wiped the feather arrow through his neck, which was still half a foot away. A blood mark was left.

The feather arrow shot into the hall behind, and the door of the hall was also opened. The target of the feather arrow was a vase on the wooden stand. In the vase, there was a black flower inserted.

The feather arrow penetrated the vase, and the vase shattered and turned into black smoke, and then it automatically condensed back to its original appearance.

The man in white stiffened his body and turned the book in his hand another page. This time, more than a hundred evil ghosts were released from the books. These evil ghosts were holding warhammers and were three meters tall.

The heads of the evil ghosts are severely deformed, and only one pair of eyes is in the normal area. Green flames are ejected from the sockets of both eyes.

Su Jing's Five Thunder Dead Beads had already flew out. He could see that the man in white was just a gatekeeper. No matter how powerful the combat power was, he was not the real person.

Kill him directly. It can save a lot of time. If the fight continues, this guy's strength will become stronger and stronger. Su Jing could see that all kinds of chaotic auras from the sky and the mountains were quickly gathered in the books of the man in white. In other words, no matter how much the man in white released, he would not be exhausted.

Whether it is a mountain peak or a whirlpool, there will be a large formation connected to the Three Islands of Hell. If you want to fight for it, Su Jing and others can't afford it.

At this time, Su Jing didn't dare to go up and take risks. Ji Wushuang split his hands, holding a pair of golden maces, and smashed his head down. She just took a step forward and had already passed through the evil ghost and came to the man in white.

The seventh level of the golden elixir is unfolding, and those evil ghosts cannot get close to or stop them.

The man in white had no choice but to lift the black books upwards and hold Ji Wushuang's golden double maces. The golden double maces shook, and everyone felt that the entire mountain also shook.

This attack was the Taoist technique among the golden two maces that were stimulated.

Ji Wushuang's hands numb and he recovered quickly. She relied on her own strength to collide with the entire mountain. Without weapons, she was already too powerful.

At this time, Ji Wushuang also understood that this mountain was the same as her Moon Palace back then. If the Moon Palace is not broken, she herself has strong combat power.

"Is this guy a mountain god?" Mu Yinmou was surprised, because no matter what, humans cannot drink the mountains and peaks. Even if it is the top of the golden elixir, you can have the power to surpass the mountains, but you cannot turn yourself into a part of the mountains.

Borrowing does not mean that this man, unless he is a god and becomes the mountain god of this mountain, how could he have such a defensive means?

The man in white smiled, smiling extremely coldly.

"Yes, I am the mountain god of this mountain, guarding the glory of my master."

This was extremely awkward, but no one wanted to complain. The evil god on the three islands of Hell actually brought a mountain god as a thug. Although this mountain god was not truly practicing to become a god, he might have been enfeoffed and his strength was far inferior to that of a real god.

The problem is that as long as everyone fights him on this mountain, it will be no big difference from the real gods.

The only difference is that his weakness is this mountain.

The man in white said, "A few little earthworms below should die?"

Su Jing's face changed, and he glanced at the goggles. Sure enough, all the soldiers digging the peaks had lost their signs of life.

"I am God, although not supreme, nor are you mortals who can blaspheme. So, you all die!"

The man in white threw the black book in his hand upwards, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a black rock and smashed it downwards. The black rock was cone-shaped, and the area below was exactly the area of ​​the platform on the top of the mountain.

Su Jing's Five Thunder Determinant Bead hovered in front of this man and could not get close. This was the first time Su Jing encountered. No matter how powerful the enemy was before, he could not stop the attack of the Five Thunder Determinant Bead.

This man is the god of this mountain, and his weapon is the top of this mountain.

The peak of the mountain was about to fall down. The people on the top of the mountain could not even use the earth escape technique. They were about to be smashed inside. Even if they did not die, they would be imprisoned.

"Shoot!" Su Jing had no choice but to give an order. At the same time, he raised his hand and an arrow made by jade shot under the black rock, shattering, leaving only a small green dot.

"Little brother, you're shooting too fast." The man in white smiled proudly. The black rock was not falling fast, but the slow attack made everyone's heart extremely heavy.

The Taoist technique of movement was no longer used, and his legs were filled with lead, and the weight of the black rock and the hardness of the hardness did not even shoot a pit.

Su Jing shook his head. He had long thought about this situation. It was not a temporary idea, but a simulated scene made by using divine appearance in countless tactical deductions.

Su Jing didn't know why there was such a simulation scenario, but he still arranged corresponding countermeasures.

Immediately, dozens of huge rocks were released from the Dragon and Snake Eight Realms Pot. All of these huge rocks were thrown out by the Rouge Dragon, and Su Jing could not carry them himself.

The huge rock was square and about six feet high. The man in white still sneered, but then he looked at Su Jing and released thirty-six totem poles and stood on the ground.

He could not limit the aura emitted by these totem poles.

The black rocks fell down, and the huge rocks eroded by the man in white turned into dust with a loud bang under the black rocks.

Tang He and others were really scared of such power.

Thirty-six totem poles, the height is only two meters away, and the thickness of a person is too small to hug each other.

But these thirty-six tiny stone pillars directly resisted the descending black rocks. The black rocks fell steadily on the totem pole and stopped.

The man in white turned red and he opened his mouth and spitted out a mouthful of black blood.

If it weren't for being subdued by the God of Hell and losing some of his divine power, how could he have attacked so slowly! The man in white secretly hated him, but he had no choice but to fall down the black rock but did not return to his position. This temporarily suppressed his strength and he had no ability to act.

The power of rules only affects the Qi Refiners around them and makes them unable to act, but the other party also has an enemy that can act, the skeleton magic weapon puppet.

In addition, the only thing that the enemy is limited is the feet, and now both hands are probably able to move. It is difficult for me to resist ordinary spell attacks, not to mention that the opponent's equipment is surprisingly powerful.

Whoosh!

A red light flew up from the arrogant Qi Refiner's hand, and he finally took action. When he was controlled before, he was at least restrained and could still escape. Because he could not carry Tang He, he hesitated.

For him, this was also a shameful experience. So once he recovered his attack power, the arrogant Qi Refiner immediately took action. In the red light, there seemed to be a small dragon flying. In the blink of an eye, it circled around the neck of the man in white and flew back into his sleeves.

The man in white rolled down his head and was brought into the White Tiger Flag by the skeleton magic weapon puppet. His body rolled on the ground and crawled into the ground and disappeared. At this time, the entire temple had been flattened, but because of the power of the mountain god, there was no gravel splashing everywhere, and even smoke and dust had not been raised.

"I want to leave?" Su Jing sneered. Everyone escaped. Now the mountain god wants to leave, but it's too late.

The arrogant Qi Refiner looked ugly, and his attack was ineffective. The enemy was a god, and beheading was meaningless. Such a big mistake, if it weren't for the rage, how could he have made it?

A roar came from the thirty-six totem poles, and the ground was shaking slightly. The figure of the man in white came out again in a blink of an eye. A head had not yet grown well, and the head on the neck was as small as a garlic.
Chapter completed!