Chapter 1203： Counting 2

Two firemen, twisted on the ground, wowed and screamed. More ****, constantly falling on them, the fire is more prosperous.

The silver armored warrior, the land of the gods, the first-class ghosts, was easily defeated by the ****, even if it was the old Guo who came up with this method, I felt a bit ridiculous.

If it is in the underworld, the fire in the sun can not be burned, this method is naturally useless, but this is the sun, any tangible things will be burned by gasoline, even if it is a silver armor, it will be injured after being burnt.

"Go down!"

Yu Xuanji screamed, and the two silver-ghost warriors entered the gloomy singly. As long as they entered the ghost field, the fire on the human body could not be burned. The flame on the body would naturally be extinguished, but the injury was real and the one-and-a-half will also be No, this is definitely not a part of it.

Four treasures picked up a can of fire extinguisher from the corner and sprayed it against the burning gasoline on the ground.

Although there is nothing in the warehouse to burn, but the burning of gasoline produces too much smoke, it will affect everyone's actions, so Lao Guo has long been equipped with fire extinguishers.

At this time, Qingyunzi had just completed the second time, and the cause and effect of the soul of the small fish was sent back to the body, and then the soul was pulled out.

Seeing this scene, Shi Niang couldn’t sit still. She just had to take some action. She was dragged by the fish Xuanji. She said back to her: "Sister, why don't you act, once you let Qingyunzi complete the spirit, things are afraid. It’s too late!”

Yu Xuanji slightly raised his head, his eyes swept over the people on the second floor corridor, and those strange mirrors, saying: "So many people are on the top, even Ye Shaoyang's ghost servants are not involved in the war, they must have a backhand."

Immediately ordered those parade and ghosts, do not go to the second floor, leaving the day and night parade and Ye Shaoyang entangled, the rest of the parade, the ghosts rushed to the four layers of Lingtai, trying to besiege Qingyunzi.

Qingyunzi saw this scene, freeing up a hand and igniting the top light of the top of Lingtai.

The left hand presses the soul of the small fish, constantly changing the fingerprints, and continues to practice. The right hand is holding a long lamp, licking the lamp oil with your fingers, constantly sprinkling it out, and using one heart and two minds, the mantra in the mouth does not stop: "A long drop of oil in front of the lamp, hand-held gold whip Ride the cow; three drinks make long flowing water, one finger red door blood does not flow! Fenghuo Xuanming rush as law!"

After reading it, I picked up a magical sign, ignited it on the long lamp, smashed the lamp oil, took a light tap and slammed it hard.

The paper ash flew around and fell into the 16-inch long lamp below. For a time, the fire was flourishing. In the 16-year-old candlelight, there was a hurricane circulation. The original ordinary lights were in the eyes of these parades. However, there are different gossip runes, which together form a deep and incomparable gas field.

This gas field is not an enchantment, but it is better than an enchantment. It will cover the entire Lingtai. There are two parades in it, as if it is immediately chasing the clouds. With the Eight Diagrams translocation floating, every time I see the exit, I just want to go in. Change, and immediately can't touch the clue.

This scene was seen by the fish mysterious machine. She was also a disciple of the Taoist. According to the trajectory of the two parade flights, the fingers were pushed for a moment, and immediately understood the general. He shouted: "This is the oil lamp magical mystery! Take out the lamp oil from the outside before you can enter."

The right hand reached into the left sleeve, and found a sweet-scented osmanthus leaf. It was thrown out and landed on the four-story Lingtai. It was just sixteen pieces. It spiraled down and automatically followed the hurricane's trajectory and flew around.

This method, the illusion itself has no effect, but the invisible hurricane tracing is carried out, those parades without the head flies are guided, immediately attached, with the wind trajectory, big mouth and mouth snoring.

Lao Guo and others immediately fired the guns and tried to stop them.

"I come!"

Ten Niang finished, floated down the ghost car, hanged over the top of the Lingtai, and the right hand volleyed and danced. The people were surprised to find that she had one more thing in her arms:

It looks like a wooden box, ordinary, without any breath.

Ten Niang silently recited the spell, suddenly opened the first layer of the wooden box, suddenly, Guanghua vented, jewels, radiant, full of rainbow-like halo, layered puddles spread down, blocking themselves and all cruises in the middle .

The cinnabar collided on the multicolored halo and immediately blasted. The cinnabar poured, but there was no point to enter.

"What is this trick!" Zhang Xiaorui screamed.

"That wooden box and the things inside is her soul device," the four treasures explained to the earphones. They looked through the halo carefully. The wooden box glowed like a variety of jewels, gold and silver jewelry. The so-called jewels are probably like this.

"This is a treasure chest. She is really surnamed Du!" Four treasures stunned and muttered.

Zhang Xiaorui can ignore the name of her surname, see the ineffective killing gun, can not help but anxious.

"What should I do? Do you want to use these mirrors?"

Lao Guodao: "Not yet!"

"Let's go!"

After Guagua and Xueqi finished, they immediately flew down and rushed toward Shiyan.

"I am compassionate!"

A Buddha sound, turned into a soft golden light, shot from behind the ghost car, fell in front of Guagua and Xueqi, turned into a huge Buddha handprint, blocked in front of the two.

A strong resistance, the two will hold on to the ground and fall to the ground.

The fingerprints just dissipated, and a figure fell in front of the two. It was the Zen master who was dressed like Tang Yan, the disciple of the Three Kings, and the Devil.

This demon lord does not look old, but it looks like he is in his thirties, but he has to be white, and the facial features are cold. He looks like a cold person, and he has no feeling of compassion.

The demon sages clasped their hands together, and their eyes swept over the faces of Guagua and Xueqi. They said faintly: "Twelve years, you are the soul of the ghost field, how can you be in the world?"

The two looked at each other with a sigh of relief: if the big monk in front of him knew his identity in advance, he could see through his own body by looking at it. What is this?

Guagua angered: "What do you ask about this, is it related to you!"

Immediately, the real body was dragged with three pairs of transparent wings behind it. Under the last pair of wings, a pair of small wings also grew half.

Xue Qi also showed the real body of Yaksha. She has been refining the remnants of Tianlu Yasha for a long time. She is also climbing for the festival. It is not the same as before, and she has a wishful glow in purple.

Aloes wishful!

If Tongxuan Taoist sees it, it will certainly vomit blood three liters. This agarwood is originally a soul device that he cultivated for hundreds of years. In the battle with the wind, he had to sacrifice for his life, and later he was sent by Ye Shaoyang. Give Xue Qi.

(Two chapters first, more at night)