The Monk

Chapter 493 What to do

Zhang Ain thought about it and asked, "What should we do?" Zhang Tianfang rolled his eyes: "Ask me? Who should I ask?" He irresponsibly lay down to sleep. Zhang was afraid of kicking him: "Get up, what will others do when you lie down?" Fang Jian smiled and said, "It's okay, I can sit on him." Zhang Tianfang said, "You dare?"

Zhang Wei asked, "Why don't you wait?" "Then wait." Zhang Tianfang said nonchalantly.

So the journey stopped not long after, the flying boat docked, and everyone went ashore to meditate and concentrate on healing. Zhang Ai became more cautious and protected everyone with an ice wall.

They were waiting here. On the other side, there were more than sixty people, including Buddhist monks and saints, trying to hunt down nearly a hundred ghost disciples. There were not enough manpower, and most of the ghost disciples managed to escape, including two ghost disciples in red. The two men ran around and came back with six ghost disciples. The order they received was to seize the ghost sword at all costs.

It took some time to go back and forth, and it was already the evening of the next day when they came back. Looking down the river, I soon found Zhang Ai and his party. The two red-clothed ghost disciples were cruel, took out the black box, opened it, and exploded the green hell lotus fire apart. The strands flew all over the sky with blood on them, and controlled them to fly towards the ice wall.

After two days and one night of healing, the girls are basically in good condition. The potency of the elixir refined from the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Grass is certainly extraordinary. At this time, the ghost disciples came again. Zhang Awei gathered everyone together to protect them with an ice wall, and took the kittens and piglets to the sky to fight the enemy.

The kitten was angry. It shook its head and its body grew bigger, revealing its original shape as a white tiger. It raised its head and let out a long roar. A strong wind blew in its face, blowing many green fires and swaying left and right.

The little pig was even more ferocious. When he opened his mouth, several fire dragons rushed towards the eight ghost disciples.

The two brothers acted as thugs, and Zhang Ping took out six ten thousand-year-old spiritual grass as a reward. After the two guys swallowed it, their spiritual power increased sharply, the power of the fire dragon greatly increased, and the white tiger also released countless ice arrows and water arrows.

Eight ghost disciples, two ghost disciples in red control the green fire, and the other six ghost disciples in black work together to form an air shield to block the fire dragon and ice arrows. The six use their strength, and the air shield blocks the water and fire attacks. This interception made the little pig and white tiger even more angry. The spiritual power in his body was running, and the water dragon and fire dragon increased in size, dividing the sky into two levels. The water below was rolling away wildly, and the fire above was scorching. The two brothers had just eaten the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Grass, and their spiritual power was incredibly rich. Within a quarter of an hour, the energy shield was broken, and all the ghosts fled.

Within a quarter of an hour of the entanglement between the ghosts in black and the little pig and white tiger, the ghosts in red controlled the green fire to burn the ice wall. Countless green fires incinerated the ice wall. Fortunately, they were not too fast and the girls were able to escape.

The ghost disciples originally planned to use fire to defeat ice to entangle Zhang Ai, and six ghost disciples attacked and killed Zhang Tianfang and snatched the ghost sword. Unexpectedly, the plan failed because the piggy and kitten were so brave. The two ghost disciples in red looked at each other, one of them spurted out more blood, and the other gave him all the control of the green fire, drew out his silver sword, and stabbed Zhang Tianfang.

Zhang was afraid that he could not defeat the ghost disciples, so he could only place his hope in ice crystals. Countless ice walls covered the river, and the girls hid behind them. At this time, the ghosts in red came to kill, with the green fire in front and the silver sword behind. Zhang was afraid that he had a headache. How could he put out that unfortunate fire?

He caught a glimpse of the red-clothed ghost manipulating the green fire in the distance, and thought about killing that guy so that the green fire wouldn't take the initiative to attack. But who is going to kill him? Piglets and kittens are busy, and others can’t help. What about you? Do we need to use the God-Suppressing Snake?

After thinking for a moment, I didn't dare to make a decision easily. Although it is said that the God-Slaying Snake has the ability to subdue gods, firstly it is a legend and has never been seen with his own eyes; secondly, his more than 100 snakes are not fully grown yet, so he does not dare to take risks.

Just like that, the green fire burned in front of him, and the ice wall in front of him gradually melted away. Zhang was afraid that he had no choice but to take the girls and escape again. But this time someone intercepted them, and the ghost disciple in red unfolded his sword. A gloomy atmosphere enveloped everyone, and the weather immediately turned cold, as if they were in hell.

Zhang Ai had no choice but to accept the challenge and rushed forward with a huge hard iron sword to block the silver sword. Zhang Tianfang also came to help, and the ghost sword automatically flew up and slashed at the head of the red-clothed ghost disciple.

Seeing the two men desperately attacking, the red-clothed ghost disciple was not angry but happy. With a flick of his sword, he stabbed Zhang Tianfang with the strong iron knife. His wrist trembled and the silver sword flew out from his hand. At the same time, a pair of bones suddenly appeared in his hands. Hook, use both palms to hook towards the ghost knife. It doesn't matter whether he can kill people or not, snatching the ghost sword is the first priority.

The silver sword's attack was too fast, the ice wall melted, and the silver sword had already pierced the green fire and shot towards Zhang Tianfang. This is the strength gap. Zhang Tianfang cannot react in time and can only wait for death. Fortunately, the ghost sword was faster. It went back and forth faster than the blink of an eye. It followed and slashed back and hit the hilt of the silver sword, changing its attack direction. Zhang Tianfang escaped.

After a moment, Zhang Tianfang came to his senses and cursed: "Are you going to die? I wonder if you will say anything in a fight?"

The ghost disciple in red missed his sword and said coldly: "Idiot." He chased the ghost sword with double hooks in his palms.

Zhang Ai really couldn't think of any good solution, so he took out more than a hundred seven-star charms and threw them all into the green fire group. A moment later, a huge explosion that shook the earth and the mountains resounded in the air. The sound was so shocking that even high-level ghost disciples had to be careful to avoid it.

Zhang was afraid that he would throw out the talisman, so he led the girls back. In front of them, ice walls were erected to isolate the explosion. The unlucky ones were Little Pig and White Tiger. The two brothers were happily bullying others, and they were enjoying their bullying. Suddenly there was an explosion from behind, sweeping them in, and the two guys flew up into the sky in disgrace. All the fire was poured out on the ghost disciple, spraying fire dragons and water dragons from top to bottom.

The six ghost disciples were very miserable. With their cultivation level, they actually encountered these two guys. The sky was full of fire dragons and water dragons. They were surrounded by fire and water. They didn't dare to break in. They couldn't use their skills and could only defend themselves. Or avoid.

The fight between a few of them was even louder than the fight between more than a hundred top-level masters in the previous days. Zhang was afraid that he was out of skills, so he couldn't think of any other way, so he threw away all the charms he had accumulated for many years. Not only are there seven-star ones, but there are also a lot of six-star and five-star charms. If you take advantage of the opportunity, it's like dozens of Thunder Gods gathered together to make thunder, rumbling and exploding.

The poor black-clothed ghost disciple not only has to be baptized by pigs and kittens, but he also has to be careful of spell attacks. Who knows when one will explode. The guy holding the black box and manipulating the green fire was also very unlucky. Zhang Afraid's main attack direction was him. Not only did he attack with spells, but he also threw some flying knives and needles, which made him very busy.

Only the red-clothed ghost disciple who was chasing after him with the bone hook was lucky. Zhang was afraid that he knew the talisman could not blow him up, so he did not want to blow him up. He only threw a few to block his route when retreating, slightly blocking the opponent's movement, and ensuring that Take everyone's life.

As a result, the river was as lively as the Chinese New Year. The loudest firecrackers in the world went off continuously. The girls covered their ears and persisted. Zhang Tianfang shouted: "How many more?"

Zhang Awei shouted back: "There's not much left."