Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang bullied himself, and Taiyi’s dust brushed his head.

Panguyu threw out the rosary, hovered in the air, released the spiritual power, temporarily resisted Ye Shaoyang, sat down on his knees, clasped his hands, and finished the curse. The two thumbs went out and a red-hot bead flew out. At this time, Ye Shaoyang just used the Taiyi whisk to open the rosary. Seeing that the fireball flew, he did not dare to neglect. Just want to practice. This fireball splits, but it is a golden portrait, holding a long scorpion, waving to Ye Shaoyang. Cut it over.

"What is this way!"

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly fetched the sword to resist, and bounced the long scorpion, and his heart was strange. It was an illusion. When the Seven Star Longquan sword collided with the long scorpion, he obviously felt a substantial impact.

Just when Ye Shaoyang was distracted, the **** figure waved long shackles and chopped over. Ye Shaoyang can only attack Yu Jian with this statue again. Taking a quick look at Pan Guzhen, this old guy seems to be in general, sitting on the ground, his eyes closed, his lips squirming, apparently in the curse.

"Seven stars long sound, Longquan evil spirits! Broken!"

Ye Shaoyang burst into a burst, and the seven-star Longquan sword glowed into the light, and the long scorpion and the statue were smashed into a group of invisible flames. Ye Shaoyang just rushed to attack Pangu, and the flame was rapidly converge. Together, they formed the same image of the gods before, with wide eyes and majestic eyes, holding a long scorpion and cutting them down.

What the **** is this!

Ye Shaoyang rushed to resist, and his heart was also amazed.

The use of condensed illusions, attacking people, this method is very common in the magical world, so that Ye Shaoyang is really surprised, is the illusion of this old monk's practice, but like the essence, can cause substantial harm to people.

The so-called substantial harm is mainly physical strength: the other party is illusory, all the means of attack, the mana that consumes the law, but the body of flesh and blood, such a high-intensity confrontation, Ye Shaoyang thinks that physical strength is better than the average person. It’s much better, but it’s not going to last long.

Take the physical strength against the mana of others, this is the most stupid thing in the world, and it will be defeated. Ye Shaoyang tried to display the steps of the heavens and wandered, but the illusion of the gods was not as fast as the physical obstacles, and the speed was much faster than himself. Ye Shaoyang soon felt struggling and changed to a manual attack, but the statue could be broken. But soon condensed into a new one, the same as the original.

This makes Ye Shaoyang feel a little overwhelmed.

The thief first smashed the king, and Ye Shaoyang knew that as long as he could rush to Pan Guzhen and attack him, the spell would be broken immediately. But this **** statue is simply a small strong, and Ye Shaoyang has been unable to find a chance to rush.

Of course, if you are injured and chopped by this statue, Ye Shaoyang can completely rush to Pangu, and then kill the killer, but this is not a battle of life and death, Ye Shaoyang does not want to be so desperate, is thinking hard about the countermeasures, suddenly feels a shoulder Shen, turning his head and seeing it, the buns jumped out and immediately shouted: "What are you doing! Go back!"

"Boss, I will help you. You block this god, look at me." After he jumped from his shoulder, he turned and disappeared.

Pan Guyu heard the voice, blinked slightly, looking for the whereabouts of the buns.

Just then, a vision turned into Ye Shaoyang's nostrils.

This is... Ye Shaoyang immediately understood what was going on. At this time, Pan Guzhen also smelled the scent, took a sniff, and was pondering what was going on. Ye Shaoyang was afraid that he would be vigilant, and the sword would go down and smash the statue in front of him. The momentum is going to rush. Panguyu rushed to converge his mind, and he regained his body shape and continued to fight against Ye Shaoyang.

"Haha, Ye Shaoyang, your strength is indeed extraordinary, far more than my imagination, but you still can't break my heavens and thinks!" Pangu is very proud, through the knowledge of God, proudly rushed Ye Shaoyang said.

Ye Shaoyang's mouth sneaked a sneer.

A few seconds later, Pangu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at somewhere in front. He was surprised and said: "How is it possible, my gods think about it, why is it suppressed? Impossible, Wei Weitian, where went, where Go! Ah, why come attack me!"

Pangu danced and danced, stood up and retreated.

Through these words that he shouted when he lost his mind, Ye Shaoyang could already imagine what he had experienced in the illusion.

Meihua also flew out from the yin and yang mirror and landed beside Ye Shaoyang. I saw this scene and grinned: "I originally wanted to find a chance to help the boss. It seems that I don't need me to go out."

Pan Guzhen soon stood still, his face was stunned and his face was flying, and it was obvious that the gods were experiencing various changes in the illusion.

Ye Shaoyang slowly walked over.

Suddenly, Pangu was stunned and shouted: "The enchanting daring!" The eyes suddenly opened and looked forward.

Followed by his gaze, Ye Shaoyang saw a special flower, not far behind him. Tongling Buddha flower, the real body of the buns.

The leaves were gently shaken, and they changed into a steamed buns. They spit out a sigh of relief and walked over to Ye Shaoyang. They spit their tongues and said, "This monk is so powerful that it breaks my fantasy!"

"Heroes!" Panguyi sighed again, and wanted to get up and catch the buns. Suddenly he remembered what was wrong. He looked down and saw a sword on his chest.

Ye Shaoyang looked smirk, holding a long sword, and the other hand was hanging in the air, pinching it and saying: "I just want to read a spell, Jianqi can kill you in an instant, don't believe, you can give it a try."

Pangu’s expression changed dramatically, his face quickly rose, and his expression was very humiliating.

"Ye Shaoyang, you have found a helper, you won't win it! If not, you can't break my heavens!"

Ye Shaoyang smiled and said: "What kind of spell is really good for you, but when you say it, I just don't want to get hurt, and I don't want to hurt you. Otherwise, you can't really sleep with me."

Pangu looked at him and seemed to be a little unbelievable. He said, "Are you fighting again?"

"Not interested."

Ye Shaoyang holds a sword and the other hand touches a blank charm. He sticks it on the bare head of Pangu, takes out the cinnabar pen, draws a few strokes on it, and generates a sonar soul, which releases the sword of the right hand. He took a sigh of relief and touched him on his head and said, "You are also a flesh."

Pangu Shu Road: "The life of Xuanyuan Mountain is the same as that of human beings. The poor road is naturally also the flesh."

"Don't fool me, since you are flesh, how can you fly in the wind?"

(End of this chapter)