"His wife Yan, now is not the time to make a speech. How likely do you have to win?" Liao Wenjie asked in a low voice.

"What, it's time, are you still thinking about the chance of winning?"

Yan Chixia looked at Liao Wenjie in surprise, and at the same time sent a message: "The chances of winning are less than 10%. I will fight for my life, but it is not that there is no chance of winning at all."

"You can actually have a 10% chance of winning, are you sure?"

Liao Wenjie curled his lips at Ning Caichen's position. A dozen female ghosts curled up in a ball, waiting to die on the spot to give up survival. Only Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing took Ning Caichen around to find a way out to escape from the underworld.

In the territory of the old demon in Black Mountain, without him nodding his head to agree, it was so easy to leave. One man and two ghosts struggled and were unable to fight, and they bumped like headless flies.

"I'm sure!"

Yan Chixia gritted her teeth: "It is because of them that their chances of winning are less than 10%, otherwise, it would be no problem to force 20%.

"You want to invite God?"

"There is no god in this world..."

Yan Chixia murmured, and then said firmly: "The Diamond Sutra contains boundless Buddhist teachings. As long as I can get close to the old demon of Heishan and explode it in one breath, the old demon of Heishan will be greatly damaged even if he does not die."

Diamond Sutra!

Liao Wenjie raised his eyebrows. He felt that the [Mantra of Purification of Heaven and Earth] in his hand was not an ordinary thing, and his power would not be much worse than that of the Diamond Sutra.

If the Diamond Sutra does not blow the old demon of Black Mountain to death, he doesn't mind blowing it up with the magical mantra of Purification of Heaven and Earth again.

At the moment of life and death, magic weapons and other things are outside the body. He is ready to use blood-colored mind power at any time. It is better to have a deeper magic than to lose his life.

If he can't beat the old demon in Black Mountain...

Then I will find a way to join the other party. Two ghost generals just died. It was when the old monster in Black Mountain attracted many talented people. He was just not talented and quite virtuous.

"I'll cover you!"

Liao Wenjie gritted his teeth, took out the little Huanyang Dan from his arms, and drew a sword to cut it in half.

"Hey, you actually have such a magic medicine in the immortal family. Why didn't you take it out earlier?"

The fragrance of medicine was so strong that Yan Chixia just smelled it, and then she felt refreshed and refreshed her mind. The spiritual formation was a great voice, and she said happily: "With this elixir to help her, her chances of winning are less than 20%, but it is not far from each other."

Then, in his face, Liao Wenjie took back half of Xiao Huanyang Dan and divided the remaining half into two again.

When it came to his hands, Xiao Huanyang Dan was only one-quarter? Not enough? It was even difficult to even plug the gap between the teeth.

Yan Chixia:(?灬?)

"You have to save some good things. If you think it's too little, don't eat them. I'll keep them for use next time." Liao Wenjie stuffed the slightly older little Huanyang Dan into his mouth.

"It seems like there will be next time..."

Yan Chixia was speechless? Seeing that Liao Wenjie really wanted to snatch Xiao Huanyang Dan, she hurriedly swallowed it in one bite, chewed it dryly, and then looked depressed.

I ate too hard and threw it into my throat? I didn't even taste it.

Although the pill is only one-quarter? The effect is really good. Yan Chixia took a deep breath and swept away the empty feeling of powerlessness. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden light was hidden without emitting.

On the side, Liao Wenjie also took a deep breath and took Xiao Huanyang Pill, mainly to replenish blood.

I had too much blood before, so I was afraid that I would come back again? My body would not be able to bear it.

Most of the blood was replenished, and he put two black and gold swords behind him. The copper coin swords spread out in rows. The wounds in his palms sprinkled with blood. He ignited the red and fire-like hot light again.

"The swords are transformed into thousands, and the wind and fire gods are like the law!"

Yan Chixia shouted loudly, and the magic sword turned into thousands of sword lights. She carried Liao Wenjie's collar and rose up from the sky. Countless golden lights and sword shadows were escorted, rushing to the white bone magic platform at the end of the plain.

"Catch them."

On the magic platform, the old monster of Black Mountain sat steadily, and the ghost servants on both sides took the order and waved the formation flag in their hands.

In an instant, the wind roared, and the ghost soldiers in the army raised their swords and the wind rolled out black smoke. The ghost general led the ghost general to control the skeleton war horses and led the army to rush into the sky.

The black smoke and haze are thick but not dispersed, and the cold wind shakes the plains for thousands of miles. The charge is like a mountain torrent, which is vast and unstoppable.

"kill!"

Yan Chixia's eyes were fierce and fierce. When the sword light touched the Ghost Army, it exploded with a loud bang.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom

From a distance, I saw a beam of golden light plunging into the vast black fog, and then the golden light exploded from the inside out, and the speed of charge in the formation increased instead of decreasing.

Yan Chixia stood on the flying sword, burning her magic power without regard for the consequences, and desperately driving the sword intent. As the charge was high-speed, her clothes rustled around her.

In front, the leading ghost general used the war horse as a shield and raised his sword to kill him. He didn't even look at him, and waved his hand and grabbed Liao Wenjie's collar and lifted forward.

Using people to control the formation, using the formation as the arrow, the red sword net roared and buzzed, and grinded the ghost generals and the horses together like grinding stones until they were destroyed.

Halfway through the journey, the flying sword exploded. Yan Chixia bit the tip of her tongue, vomited out a mouthful of hot blood, and forced a reversal to summon hundreds of flying swords again.

"The form and spirit are like swords!"

He shouted loudly, his mind connected hundreds of flying swords, and the man was connected with the sword aura, and a powerful sword intent rushed and rose above the plain.

Hundreds of flying swords surrounded by golden light and fireworks, disrupting the boundless airflow, turning into a violent storm column, accelerating twice, and rushing towards the white bone magic platform.

For a moment, the rich black fog floated, the fire was splashing everywhere, and the clanging sound was endless.

When the wind column stopped, the platform was only a hundred meters away from the front.

Yan Chixia released her ultimate moves in succession, and her body was hollowed out. She brought a flying sword to make Liao Wenjie stand firm. With the help of the money sword formation, she drew an arrow and shot out the last three evil-breaking arrows.

The flowing light flew away, and three dark golden beams broke through the gaps in the military formation and rushed straight to the old monster in Black Mountain.

"But Err!"

The old demon in Black Mountain waved his hand and rolled up the black mist entangled by the wronged souls. Three evil-breaking arrows rushed into it. The golden light fell and was dyed as dark as ink when it landed.

The light of the money sword formation dissipated. Liao Wenjie put away a large handful of golden light, pressed Yan Chixia's shoulder with one hand, leveraged the force to bend his body, and used all his strength to propose the second time today.

The energy collided, sweeping away the surrounding Yin soldiers, and the blue light swept down, cutting off the last two rows of Yin soldiers.

At this moment, there is no obstacle ahead!

"The form and spirit are like swords!"

Yan Chixia, who was pretending to be dead, suddenly felt energetic and pushed Liao Wenjie to the corner of the magic platform with a slap. Then a mouthful of blood was spurted out, holding the big sword under her feet, the human sword was united, turning into a howling golden light, and heading straight to the chest of the old demon in Black Mountain.

"A sword is a good sword, and a person is just like that."

The old monster of Black Mountain commented, and took off the mask on his face without any haste, revealing his black skull.

The skeleton's jaws were spread open, releasing countless evil spirits and evil spirits. For a moment, the sinister sounds chirped, and the ferocious ghosts were entangled, countless heads were piled up, and complaints rushed towards the golden light.

"Prajna Paramita!"

His mind was unstable, and Yan Chixia shouted loudly to dispel the magic sound of life-seeking. With just this, the sword momentum suddenly slowed down a little.

It was this breath that the resentful ghost entwined, and the boundless black air surrounded him tightly and poured into his mouth, nose, ears and eyes frantically.

"Ahhhhh"

"The heaven and earth are natural, the foul air is dispersed, the mysterious and faint in the cave is shining, and the Taiyuan is shining."

Just as Yan Chixia was screaming, a figure jumped up from the bottom of the magic platform, ignoring the resentful ghosts and slapped Yan Chixia hard behind her.

Liao Wenjie used blood-colored thinking power, and the blood light hidden in his eyes, and tried hard to push Yan Chixia out of the ghost surroundings.

The ghosts moved their target, and they rushed towards Liao Wenjie with their claws. They were half a meter away from him, and were blasted away by the sudden explosion of blue light.

Before the magical mantra of purifying heaven and earth was stuffed into his chest by Liao Wenjie. In addition, he had Buddhist beads on his wrist and crosses and amulets of Zhang Tianshi descendants hanging on his neck.

Fully armed, there is only one piece of copper coin armor.

"Hey, what kind of magic weapon is this..."

The old demon of Black Mountain became interested and didn't even look at Yan Chixia, who was holding a sword beside him and killing the ghost servant.

"The evil demon is in a crooked way, causing trouble to the people. Try to see if the sword in Yan's hand is sharp!"

Yan Chixia shouted loudly, leaned on the sword with both hands, and her magic power poured out. She entered the realm of unity of human and sword again. Her body and the long sword were bathed in the golden light of breaking evil. The sword tip was bright and she thrust her chest directly into the old demon of Heishan.

Swish!

With a sword in, Yan Chixia's face was stunned in joy, just because the armor of the old demon in Black Mountain was empty, as if, perhaps, it might not be his true body.

"You little Taoist priest are quite interesting."

The old demon of Black Mountain turned his head slowly, took his gaze back from Liao Wenjie, and said to Yan Chixia: "If you like to subdue demons so much, then you can integrate with me and become a demon in the future."

The black mist overflowed and emerged from the gap in the armor of the old demon in Black Mountain, turning into ghost hands to grasp Yan Chixia's limbs and bones, and dragging him into his arms.

Good opportunity!

Yan Chixia didn't have time to think about anything, so she took out the Diamond Sutra on the back of her waist, lifted it with one hand, and slapped it on the skull of the Black Mountain Old Demon.

"Kumara..."

The old demon of Black Mountain had only time to recite half of his name, but was tightly wrapped by the Sanskrit chains that rushed out of the Diamond Sutra. His body could not move, and the black gas was burned by the golden flames of Buddha's light and the black gas was dispersed.

"Ahhhhh"

"Old demon, go all the way, I'll give you a ride!"
To be continued...