Then a huge fireball suddenly exploded, shattering the demons and ghosts that scattered there, but for the endless tides of demons and ghosts, this was just a drop in the ocean.

A man dressed in a hunter was carrying a longbow. He held a bow in his left hand and an arrow between his right finger. He kept placing arrows on the way to arrive, and arrows shot out and killed dozens of demons.

An arrow even shot at the pipa demon ghost. The jade spider scorpion swept his sleeves and looked at the monk holding the bow, and was immediately furious. As soon as the pipa rolled, countless chaotic ghost sounds attacked him.

Qian Chen hooked the strings of the piano and suppressed the ghost sound. He raised his eyes coldly and glanced at the pipa ghost messenger, letting it calm down instantly and suppressing his intention to take action.

More and more human reincarnations appeared in the wasteland. A black bear demon roared and stood up, holding a mace as thick as a corridor column, and pounced towards the Red Building. Yan Shu grabbed the sword ball in his hand. Before he could take action, he turned over and fell down the person above his head. The golden light in his hand sprinkled out, making the black bear full of holes.

The little golden light flew back to the man's hand and turned into golden copper coins to form a copper coin sword.

Qian Chen's gourd linging of the change of gold and silver boy on his waist moved slightly, obviously he was a little envious of the copper coins.

Qian Chen patted his waist and comforted them.

"This bow technique has the flavor of the witch clan, and the copper coins are also spiritual magic coins. It seems that this camp mission, the human race has a bit extraordinary foundation!" Qian Chen nodded secretly.

A Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and sacrificial gourd, countless soybeans sprinkled from the gourd, and hundreds of soldiers changed.

He came out from the left, surrounded by bean soldiers.

Someone drove the clouds and spread the demon clouds above his head. After three times, he saw that the ghost creatures transformed by the night walk of hundreds of ghosts were really unable to break the energy, so he set up a sword light and fell into the Red Building Courtyard. He was a young monk.

A small jade bottle emits the light of immortal transformation, and wraps a piece of demon into the bottle and turns it into pus.

Guo Fei, who had met Qian Chen and the others, also appeared and nodded slightly to the people and said, "Fellow Daoist Qian, Fellow Daoist Yan, we're meeting again!"

For a time, although there were not as many reincarnators in the human camp, nearly ten of them stood up.
Chapter completed!