Chapter 210: : Trouble coming early

In Luohan's hand, a huge shield appeared in bronze, and his shield smashed hard against the ground, as if a door panel, blocking the violent sword.
The knife gas met the shield and shot upward at an angle of ninety degrees. Seeing that Jiang Yan would not let her go, Yu Nan honestly stayed in the temple. Luo Han walked out single, with the shield in his left hand, and a three-meter-long stick in his right hand, and swept out sideways.
Luohan did not have such a powerful force in the last world. When he saw him again, Jiang Yan discovered that Luohan's stick swept out, leaving the three samurai figures suffocating. The samurai sword on the left shook, and a heavy chop attempted to break Lohan's stick.
Everyone heard the sound of the metal breaking, the samurai's long sword was broken like a toothpick, the big stick swept over his head, and there was nothing on the samurai's neck.
Jiang Yan was relieved at first glance. This Japanese samurai, if it is a weapon of magic weapon in his hand, is still difficult to deal with. However, if it is just an ordinary samurai sword and a heavy weapon, it is death.
The weight of a samurai sword is less than 2 kilograms, and the ordinary one is about 1 kilogram to 1.2 kilograms. This thing is very sharp. If you don't cut armor, you can cut it twice. The problem is that if you encounter a guy like Luohan wearing a metal armor, holding a heavy shield, and weighing more than three hundred pounds, the Japanese samurai can only be tragic.
And Luohan's speed is not slower than them, Luohan doesn't use too many skills, just hit hard, every stick is hard where the enemy must resist.
After thirteen sticks went down, the other two warriors with a martial arts smashed their heads.
On the stick of Luohan, the metal pattern flashed a strange light, and the poison in the blood of the three samurai was easily dispelled.
"Arhat. You are disgusting." Bai Jia said slowly behind. Luohan's combat skills were originally very flexible, and this time he played hard. Beat the brains of the three warriors all over the place.
Luo Han laughed and said, "Little Japan has become a zombie and will not die without hitting its head."
"Nonsense, do you think Resident Evil, this is the Red Man!"
"Anyway, insurance, captain, right?"
Da da da……
Anna's machine gun was still firing, and the little monsters did not know the fear, and ran into the broken temple. Anna had already emptied a box of bullets. It is now the second box.
Kill those mobs, and have proficiency. There are also survival points, each mob, at least a dozen survival points, sometimes also give you hundreds of survival points. Five hundred mobs are more than 10,000 survival points.
These bullets are going to be consumed anyway, and Anna took the opportunity to make a fortune, also because the Suzaku team is not financially tight, but it is really short of money.
Anna has read several skill books on the trading platform. But see the price. Can only shake his head and sigh. Her bullet consumption is a huge expense, if not the monk team can buy cheap bullets. Her proficiency in this skill is difficult to improve quickly.
Over 10,000 points of survival, Anna is also jealous.
As for the monk team, they are for the advanced team, so they don't care about this money. Pastor Roland and Master do not want to waste energy on these little monsters, and let Anna reap these little monsters.
"The three leaders are dead, what are these things for?" The clown asked suspiciously.
"It is estimated that there are big monsters in this temple calling them?" Jiang Yan turned back and looked at the high-end sitting Buddha statue.
This Buddha statue does not know the origin, three heads and six arms, green face fangs, there are lotus stands under the seat, six hands are holding different seals.
Listening to Jiang Yan's words, the monk team members were also nervous. Luohan turned around and hit the Buddha statue with a stick. With a puff, the tall Buddha statue was smashed by the Luohan long stick, but it was a mud tire.
"Ha ha ha ha ... who is, who unlocked my shackles! I smell the stranger, come on, come on, sacrifice me with your blood, I will give you infinite wealth, power, woman!
Below the Buddha statue, a strange formation illuminates, and the light in the formation rushes up to the roof, forming a colorful streamer cylinder. In the light, a dark monster crawled out of the ground.
"Anna!" Jiang Yan called out.
Anna looked back and glanced at the monster and said, "Class C, ghost!"
Monsters are not divided into small levels, level C, which is equivalent to all strength categories of contractors from level C.
That type of ghost has a long face and looks like a deformed dinosaur. The skin on his body is still delicate, but the black is rosy, and there is a layer of mucus foam, even if the fangs have teeth. It's a crawling gesture.
The twelve contractors in the temple, ignoring the ghost of yòuhuò, are thinking about this guy the easiest. This type of ghost is obviously not a monster to kill the village. Originally, this thing was suppressed under the Buddha statue.
Resurrecting the three samurai and turning the samurai into monsters is definitely not the brain-damaged thing in front of me.
Jiang Yan glanced at the monk and asked, "Who is the C-class?"
"I'll come, let you see the strength of my team, and it's easy to go back and cooperate. Doctor, I'm not unwilling to pay this income." Wukong monk said, holding Jiuzi Zen stick, walking towards the ghost.
The Chinese communicate in Chinese, and the Shigui doesn't understand it. It's just that a dozen people didn't pay attention to what he meant, making the Shigui very angry. How dare these mortals face the gods like this!
It is not a ridiculous thing to think that a ghost is a god. The sacrificial offerings in Japan are quite confusing. Shinto itself does not have any system as later generations say. In fact, there are many sacrifices to monsters in the countryside.
The master of this type of ghost has long been dead for unknown years. He was suppressed under this divine formation and oppressed by the power of Master Yīn Yang. His mind has long been unclear. The desire for blood and life is more than everything. Only one of the twelve people in front of him makes him feel powerful, that is, Luohan.
The rest of the people, in the spirit of the ghost, are still weak.
He is a C-level, the people here, the highest is DDD level. Although the ghost is somewhat irrational, his level is there, and the strength of the target is still accurate. If this is a group of C-level contractors, he will not come out.
Moreover, killing one or two humans and consuming their blood spirit hún, their own strength can recover some more.
The more you kill, the stronger you are.
Thinking of this, the ghost's long white face gave a disgusting smile.
"It's disgusting." The monk of Wukong walked to the front of the ghost. The glory of the divine array began to dim. The seal would have been completely destroyed. If there was no suppression of the Buddha, the ghost would have escaped. At first, the yīn Yang master who suppressed the ghost, originally wanted to come back and grab this type of ghost, but then the yīn master Yang died in battle, and this type of ghost fell into bad luck and was suppressed for hundreds of years.
The longer he was suppressed, the worse his strength fell.
"You are all ready to die!" The ghost roared, and bone spurs began to grow on his back. A long tail also turned into a metallic face.
The clown frowned and said, "This messy thing, and the blood of the devil. Captain, if I get on, good luck, let him down in a second."
"Luck bad?"
"Tangling for more than ten minutes, it will be done. As long as there is the bloodline of the creatures, I will suppress most of the power. What do you think the warlock is doing, specially pit the creatures."
"Forget it, this Japanese ghost, whose bloodline is not pure, you don't get much benefit from taking it. This time we are here to help." Jiang Yan stopped the clown again.
Jiang Yan is very clear about his position. He is here to be a qualified doctor, a clown, Yu Nan, to protect himself, Anna, is responsible for playing some lower-level monsters, high-level, let the monk team do.
In this case, the monk team's task completion is high enough, and the completion speed is fast enough.
In this world, it is painful to drag on for an extra day.
At least the people of the monk team don't want to have any accidents in this world. If the advanced task of the team fails, although it is not as serious as the personal advanced failure, the blow to the team is very large. This forced departure from the world will make the next task more difficult.
It can even be said that no team can get a second chance to advance after losing.
The three peripheral members of the monk team gathered around. The position of the three men was only a long distance away to block the escape route of the ghost. When the seal disappears, the ghost may not be desperate immediately, and may escape.
These three guys also seem to be experienced. The monk team looks pretty good.
Jiang Yan judged in his heart, while using the eyes of Suzaku to observe everyone's battle.
The first thing to do is the priest Roland. On his staff in pure white sè, the halo lights up layer by layer. While the light of the seal is extinguished, twelve negative states have been imposed on the body of the ghost.
This is the limit of control skills that a priest can exert. At least before the S level, the priest professional will not release more negative magic skills. The magician is the second to attack. At the foot of the ghost, hundreds of tiny stone spikes protrude from the ground, and each stone thorn has a metallic luster.
At least 6th level ground puncture!
Ground stab attack speed is extremely fast, UU reading www.uukanshu.com consumes less than fireball, if it is not difficult to target, this skill will definitely be more popular than fireball.
The big picture is set!
Jiang Yan saw this kind of battle scene and knew that Shigui had no chance to fight back. This is the same principle as killing the demon wolf in red. The opponent's strength is a little higher, but there is no helper. Under the siege, he has lost the opportunity to fight.
Jiang Yan suddenly understood that the hundreds of little monsters and three warriors came to this broken temple to unravel the seal and use their blood to sacrifice to the ghost.
In this way, when the ghost comes out, I am afraid that it will have B-level strength, or even higher.
Jiang Yan was vigilant. Although he said that the official mission of the monk team started one day later, it did not mean that he would be in danger only one day later. After the demon behind the scenes found that the plan was destroyed, it would be difficult to guarantee that he would not do it himself.
This ruined temple is not a good battlefield. Everyone is crowded in a small place. As long as the demon has a big skill, it can easily cover everyone. It is really convenient, labor-saving, fast and comfortable! ! .