Play as Fahai at the beginning of Xiuxian Battlefield

"Nie Zhan, how dare you disturb me sitting in meditation!"

A shout of anger resounded in the dilapidated Buddhist temple, resounding in all directions like a torrent of bells.

At the same time, the tentacle-like vine branches in the hall were all turned into powder under the power of this sound, and disappeared without a trace.

Outside the hall, the leaves all over the sky, carrying the aura of killing and killing, disappeared one after another at this moment.

The wind howled, and the rain washed over the whole world.

After the thousand-year-old tree spirit suffered Yan Chixia's sword, countless roots burst out of the ground, frantically plundering the original vitality of all living things around to make up for its own shortcomings.

At the same time, it used the great method of calling the wind and calling the rain to cooperate with the extreme demon world, so that it was under the protection of the heavy rain.

It also induces evil magic to communicate with the world, and summons thunder to wipe out the enemy.

This shot is full of killing moves.

Grandma Tree thought that she could easily wipe out those troublesome minions, and then slowly absorb their energy, and finally deal with this difficult drunk maniac.

But who would have thought that the young monk in the hall, who looked like an ordinary person, could defuse all of its attacks with just one sound of power!

This immediately surprised him.

Of course, surprise is nothing but surprise, but at this moment, it is more angry in its heart!

You know, that girl Nie Xiaoqian is the one that Lord Heishan wants by name!

And in a few days it will be time to give it away.

But just today, the brand of control it left on Nie Xiaoqian suddenly disappeared!

And not only that, there are seven ghosts who lost control with her!

Although this amount of ghosts is nothing to its subordinates, sometimes it even swallows more than this in a day.

It doesn't matter if the seven ghosts are gone, but without Nie Xiaoqian, what will it have to explain to Mr. Montenegro!

You know, the betrothal gift, it has already been accepted!

"Where did the wild monk come from, dare to spoil my good deed, grandma!"

"Wine lunatic, do you think that if you invite a monk to help grandma, I will be afraid of you?"

"It's just whimsical!"

"Spirits and evils show their power, and the cycle is endless! All of them will die!"

Grandma Tree's old and squeaky howl resounded through the sky, and then endless thunder came out of the dark clouds and bombarded towards Lanruo Temple.

"Hmph, old monster, why are you so arrogant here! It's just some crooked methods, let's see Yan beat you!"

Yan Chixia looked at the sky full of thunder and snorted coldly.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he wiped lightly on the palm of his left hand, and then quickly pinched Fa Jue.

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

"Jiuxiao Shenlei, listen to my orders!"

"Excuse the evil!"

After saying that, Yan Chixia stomped the ground with her right foot, and a dazzling golden light lit up in the palm of her left hand, soaring straight into the sky.

"Boom!"

An extremely dull rolling thunder sounded from high above the sky.

Then, bowl-sized purple thunderbolts broke through the black clouds, and scattered the densely packed silver thunderbolts in mid-air on the spot.

The black cloud was torn open one after another, and one after another purple thunder continued to drill out, striking towards the silver-white thunder that was spawned by evil methods.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like this old monster really has two brushes, even the sky thunder can call it."

At the entrance of the Buddha Hall, under the eaves, Su Daji raised his head and looked at the sky, and said in amazement.

"It is said that grandma has practiced for thousands of years, and her strength is unfathomable. Sister Su, why don't we run away first!"

On the side, Nie Xiaoqian saw that Su Daji was still emotional at this moment, and couldn't help being a little speechless, and then whispered in front of her.

Although I knew that Su Daji and the Buddhist monk inside must be powerful experts.

But after all, Nie Xiaoqian suffered years of torture under the hands of that old tree spirit. Now that she can stand here quietly and accompany Su Daji, she has mustered up a lot of courage!

In fact, because of Su Daji just now, her fear of Grandma Shu has dropped to the lowest point.

But just now, when Grandma Shu suddenly called out her name, the fear buried in the deepest part of her heart slowly surfaced again.

That is the fear that is deeply engraved in the bones and deep in the soul, and it can be erased so easily by people!

Hearing Nie Xiaoqian's words, Su Daji looked at her pale face, her eyes full of uneasiness.

"What are you afraid of? Hey, look at the back, that little monk is finally willing to come out, this old monster is about to turn into a dead body!"

Su Daji patted Nie Xiaoqian's little hand, pushed back her gorgeous and full red lips, and said.

Nie Xiaoqian looked back immediately, only to see Chen Fengxiao walking over with a gloomy expression, holding a Zen staff.

Almost instinctively, even if Nie Xiaoqian only felt a chill rushing towards the sky, it was as if she had seen a wild beast!

"Boom!"

Chen Fengxiao stepped over the threshold, and the Zen staff in his hand hit the bluestone on the ground lightly and lightly.

The next moment, the bluestone cracked inch by inch, forming a tiny crack like a spider web.

"Snapped!"

Chen Fengxiao walked down the steps, and then stepped into the front yard full of water, and immediately the water splashed and rippled.

"Hey! The little monk is very angry!"

Seeing the scene of Chen Fengxiao stepping into the front yard, Su Daji slightly raised her eyebrows and said softly.

"Ah! Then...then...Master Fahai, everything will be fine!"

Although Nie Xiaoqian is just an ordinary ghost, she also knows the most taboo thing for practitioners to lose control of their emotions in battle.

Because once the emotions are out of control, it means that the mind is lost.