Vol 4 Chapter 7: The Buddha Tower is not high (top)

Hua Shiwei said anxiously: "Luo Shao, if we don't perform stunts, we will really be caught in the storm of Rakshasa!" Luo Qian said helplessly: "This is already the fastest speed." "But you are racing in Tianhu." Go..." Luo Qian shook his head, how did he explain to her?
Another black plume of smoke disappeared behind him, and the speed of his eyes suddenly increased by a point. A plume of smoke caught up with the carriage, and everyone felt an absolutely huge force used to pull them into nothingness. In the darkness, in the darkness, a terrible roar, unexplainable evil spirits attacked from all directions, Luo Qian released the candle dragon lantern, and said in annoyance: Even if he lost the race, I would not kill like this, grandpa I have walked through the evil spirits, and I am afraid that your Raksha storm will fail!
There was a crackling sound outside the candle dragon lamp, densely like machine guns. Luo Qian only saw a group of black shadows mounted up desperately, but in a short moment, the diameter of the orange-red light shrank by two meters. Hua Shiwei didn't dare to neglect, and quickly released her magic weapon and made it with Luo Qian. The remaining three people also displayed their magical powers. This orange-red ball of light suddenly became colorful, which was really beautiful.
However, everyone is not in the mood to appreciate. Under such an environment, they can't even fight back, because there are all enemies outside, endless, which means that their counterattack will not have any effect at all. It is better to save energy. Support for a while.
A huge group of black shadows struck, and hit the light ball with a "bang". The light ball shook violently when it was hit by the thing, and rolled on the ground a few times, causing everyone to suffer. Taoist Yin and Yang asked in amazement: "You, have you all seen clearly?" Tian Shun'er said with a calm face: "Of course you can see clearly!" It was a beast head the size of a hill. They came across that kind of giant beast, born like a pangolin, with a hard shell, and extremely sharp teeth and claws. At that time, the giant beast was preying on a group of elephant-sized fox-like creatures. The prey was huge enough. But compared with it, it is really the difference between a small tabby cat and a Siberian tiger.
Such a giant beast could not withstand a blow in the storm of Rakshasa, and everyone could not help but feel depressed. I am not optimistic about my prospects.
At this moment, a group of people were wearing ragged armor. The ghost soldier holding a rotten sword suddenly appeared, Zhang Ya Wu Claw screamed and rushed up. The attack power of these ghost soldiers is surprisingly strong. The number of them is far less than those of the evil spirits just now, but with a slash, the diameter of the ball of light plummeted, and soon it was only five meters in diameter, which was able to protect everyone.
"Everyone, be careful!" Luo Qian shouted, his skill is shallow, and he can only rely on the defense of the candle dragon lantern. The crowd was yelled by him, and they aroused the final skill, and forced the diameter of the light ball out by one meter.
A black cloud floated in the distance, Hua Shiwei frowned, and she could see clearly when she got closer. Her breathing couldn't help but stagnate. The black clouds were a group of ghost generals who were tall and big, riding ghost horses burning with ghost fire. These ghost soldiers are so difficult to deal with. What's more, those ghosts? These ghost soldiers and ghost generals have been in the storm of Rakshasa. I don't know how many years they have practiced. They are very good. Seeing those ghost soldiers can't attack for a long time, the leading ghost generals screamed, and those ghost soldiers immediately gave up a passage. The ghost generals urged the horses to run wildly, brandishing weapons and stab the light ball together.
"Puff" the weapons of many ghost generals pierced the ball of light almost at the same time. The diameter of the ball of light suddenly shrank by half. The yin and yang Taoist and Tian Shun'er who stood outside let out a scream, exposing his body outside the ball of light. There was a puff of black smoke, and the rancid smell came out.
After the ghost generals hit, they rode their horses back, and the light of the ball of light went back a bit, which was worthy of protecting everyone. Tian Shun'er was better. Although he was severely injured, the efficacy of the Golden God Pill of the Big Dream in his body had not yet dissipated, and his body quickly recovered. The Taoist Yin and Yang will be much more miserable. The half of his body that was just exposed to the storm of Rakshasa has turned black. In the process, pieces of flesh are peeling off in the black water, painful and sweating all over his body. He hurriedly took the elixir in his arms with his other hand, no matter what kind of elixir, he touched it out and stuffed it into his mouth...
Luo Qian yelled: "Be careful!" The Yin and Yang Taoists suddenly raised their heads. After that group of ghost generals, at some point, a row of ghost archers popped up with hundreds of large bows. The bowstrings moved and the noise was like rain. One after another black lines were drawn, and the target turned out to be on the side of the Yin and Yang Taoist.
A series of violent noises cut off half of the sphere of light on the side of the Yin Yang Taoist. The Yin Yang Taoist was like the first board on a broken raft that was rushed into the rapids, and was instantly swept away by the Raksha storm. , Disappeared without a trace.
Everyone didn't have time to mourn for him, because the group of ghosts will rush up after the ghost soldiers cover up. To deal with those endless evil spirits and ghosts, everyone's magic weapons may be of no use, but in the face of these ghosts, Luo Qian was not polite, and set up a heavy machine gun to shoot. The ghost generals did not expect the people in the ball of light to be able to counterattack, and they were swept to the top ten. One by one burst bullets exploded on the ghost generals, shining like stars, and the ghost generals rolled over and fell off their horses.
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Lao Xi quickly released her flying needle and shot down several ghosts. It was just that his magical artifact was exposed to the storm of Rakshasa, and it was quickly corroded by Yin Qi. Old Seventeen persisted for a while, and coughed up black blood because the magical artifact was damaged. Luo Qian took a look, and quickly stopped Hua Shiwei who was still going to do something: "You guys support the defense with all your strength, and leave the rest to me!"
Since Luo Qian was boasting that he went to Haikou, he simply carried out two heavy machine guns, held one in one hand, and roared and fired violently outside. The tongue of fire spurted out, and bright stars lit up in the dark environment outside the light ball. The ghost generals were blocked by the fire, and they couldn't get close for a while.
The ghost generals changed their tactics. After the remnants retreated, the hundreds of ghost archers pushed forward and shot Luo Qian furiously. They pushed the heavy machine gun to the edge of the light ball and shot at the group of ghost archers. Hua Shiwei shouted: "Come back, it's dangerous!"
Before her words fell, three rows of chariots suddenly appeared behind the ghost archer. The chariots came quickly. There were thick baffles in front to block Luo Qian's fire. They were lined up in three rows with five in each row, one square. The super light ball hits over. Behind the chariot, a huge black shadow loomed, and those ghost soldiers and generals were extremely respectful of the black shadow the size of a hill.
The chariot galloped and smashed the ball of light completely with a boom, and Luo Qian flew everywhere like shrapnel, and he didn't know where he was flying. At this time, he could no longer take care of others. Fortunately, the candle dragon lantern and the blue light broke to protect him at the last moment. Luo Qian was empty in his hands, the heavy machine gun was gone, his body was flying high, and the turbulence seemed to be on the cusp of a storm.
After a few flips, he finally saw clearly that he happened to fall at the feet of the huge black shadow. That black shadow had several wings that looked like a peacock's opening screen, neatly lined up behind him, on each tail feathers. He had a pair of deep black eyes, and countless eyes stared at Luo Qian unblinkingly. When Luo Qian saw such a terrifying monster, his heart was stunned: No wonder this Raksha Storm can eliminate the evil spirits of those behemoths, it seems that this kind of ghosts did it. He knew that he was really going to die this time, and he was not sure whether he could be reborn when he died in the Liuru wilderness, so there was still fear in his heart, as dark as this Raksha storm.
The huge black figure leaned down and presented an absolutely nightmare face in front of Luo Qian, black air lingering, a foul smell came, and a few drops of black liquid landed on Luo Qian. Next, he squeezed his fist, feeling unsure whether he could smash this ugly face with one punch.
"Go to hell!" He yelled fiercely, and punched into the sky with a golden light, even in the endless darkness, it can flash like a shooting star for an instant.
"Boom..." The punch hit the target, and the shadow didn't know that someone could make such a powerful blow under this situation. The ugly face was smashed by him, and the huge body staggered back a few steps. , Slumped on the ground suddenly, and couldn't get up for a long time.
Luo Qian performed his most pressing trick at the bottom of the box, then drew out the sand eagle and pointed it at his temple: ", even if you die, you can't die in your hands." The last bullet was for himself, It's quite the smell of battlefield Titans. Luo Qian grinned at the other huge black shadows who were pushing from the front, and slowly pulled the trigger...
"My Buddha is merciful!" A thick Buddha's name came from nowhere, suddenly a Buddha light appeared in the darkness, but the soft Buddha light happened to be the nemesis of this ferocious Raksha storm~EbookFREE.me~Rakshasa The ghost creatures in the storm are most afraid of this Buddha light. Together with the Buddha and the light, those extremely powerful shadows all hesitated. As the Buddha light became stronger and stronger, a burst of chanting sounds came, and the shadows finally retreated, and the Raksha storm slowly receded as they retreated. , Luo Qian reappeared in light before his eyes, but he cursed in his heart: ", why don't you come earlier? I prefer to learn from the Americans. I want to appear at the last minute and play what savior..."
A golden light fell, opening a palace door, and bald heads reflecting light came out of the palace door. The headed monk is kind eyebrows and good-looking, and he doesn't rush: "Donor." Luo Qian struggled to get up and looked around, the Raksha storm had receded, and Hua Shiwei and the old seven were lying about two hundred meters away, and they had fainted. . Tian Shun'er was being held by a powerful monk in Kong Wu, and hurried over, but the whereabouts of the Yin and Yang Taoists were unknown.
Unknown monster corpses were scattered everywhere on the ground, Luo Qian couldn't help but smile: those powerful monsters, they are not opponents, but Raksha Storm easily slaughtered them, leaving Luo Qian cheaper.
The monks saw that even though Luo Qian experienced a life and death disaster, he was still able to smile calmly, and couldn't help but nod secretly in their hearts.
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