The Rise of the Lord of Marvel

After the pain dissipated, Chen Hai vomited blood, and then hurried to his destination.

There is not only the black suitcase, but also the firearms that have been opened on the top of the box. Another Chen Hai left all the life-saving items without reservation.

Lifting the box with one hand, Chen Hai rushed out. When he rushed to the corridor, he found that he was surrounded. These were all attracted by the voices just now.

After hesitating for less than a second, Chen Hai raised the urn in his hand, and the eyes of both humans and ghosts were attracted to his hands by his actions.

After shaking it twice, Chen Hai forcefully threw the urn out, then carried his suitcase, wrapped in a tattered Taoist robe and rushed forward.

Boom~ After the urn fell to the ground, Chen Hai's figure seemed to disappear from the eyes of other people and ghosts. No one paid attention to him anymore. The urn was the most important thing.

This is the result that Chen Hai wants, but it is a pity, but this wave is definitely not a loss!

Chapter 343: Walking Towards Death

Chen Hai, who was running all the way, quickly arrived at the entrance. When he arrived, the monster was still squeezing in frantically, trying to crush Lin Zhengying to death, but the surrounding space seemed to be a little narrow, giving it some obstacles. Lin Zhengying continued to struggle, because Chen Haicai didn't come late, and the battle was not over yet.

"Daoist!" Chen Hai shouted, telling Lin Zhengying who was inside that he had arrived.

Whoosh, two golden rays of light shot through the monster, and the holes opened by the golden rays of light were glued together again in an instant. Lin Zhengying's attack was still as effective as before, but the problem was the same old problem, there was no time. Charge, his damage speed cannot exceed the opponent's recovery speed.

"Hu~" After taking a long breath, Chen Hai raised the pistol in his hand and aimed at the monster's head.

Bang Bang Bang, the bullets fired in succession, hit the opponent's head accurately, punched out a few blood holes, did not cause any damage, but slightly attracted the opponent's attention.

After the direction of the arm's growth changed slightly, Chen Hai knew that the other party had diverted part of his attention from Lin Zhengying, so he lifted the switch of the suitcase with his left hand, and then aimed at that place and threw it hard.

Papa, the suitcase fell to the ground, and the electromagnetic field burst out from the black box under the action of special technology.

The monster's body paused, and a human-shaped phantom flashed in the middle of the opponent's body, as if the machine was stuck.

Lin Zhengying inside seized this fleeting opportunity, and under the urging of mana, the peach wood sword cut off all the arms that had slowed down and still stretched towards him. The lines and mana are constantly pouring into it.

A burst of golden light erupted in the palm of the hand, and the spell was completed. Lin Zhengying turned around in an instant, and the whole body was attached to the front of the monster. He opened his right hand and pressed it hard on the target's stomach. This is Lin Zhengying's situation without jumping, The most suitable attack position.

With a sound from Peng, a big hole exploded in the stomach. Lin Zhengying reached out and grabbed the peach wood sword flying around his body, and without fear or hesitation, stabbed the wound that was healing, expanding the hole wildly. .

Under the severe pain, the monster's attacks became more disorderly and more violent. They slapped Lin Zhengying on the body. Lin Zhengying gritted his teeth and maintained the protective shield on the surface of his body, while continuing to attack. , if such a good opportunity does not end the opponent directly now, then there may be no chance in the future.

Outside, Chen Hai has already done what he can do, and the bullets of the pistol are almost exhausted. At this moment, the light seems to have finally penetrated the thick wall of flesh, and a blood-stained figure follows the light. Jump out of it.

After landing a roll, he stood up beside Chen Hai.

"Daoist!" Chen Hai's voice contained joy, and his efforts were not in vain.

Lin Zhengying, who stood up, did not answer Chen Hai's call immediately, but held the Taomu sword in front of him, folded the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and pressed it against the two-thirds of the sword's body, standing straight. It seems to be communicating something mysterious and mysterious.

Chen Hai looked at the monster nervously. The opponent's head turned bit by bit, and he just turned 180 degrees directly. Looking at them, the injury on the opponent's body was recovering rapidly. Lin Zhengying only came out of the hole for a few seconds. The wound has already healed more than half.

Bang dang, bang dang, when the monster turned around, the stones on the surrounding walls kept falling and smashed at its feet.

With two shots, Chen Hai shot the last bullet out of the gun in his hand.

With a click, the huge fangs didn't know if it was luck or something, and they directly bit the fast-flying bullet. The damaged pattern on the fangs that was shaken by the impact force disappeared after a breath, and the bullet was chewed several times. The opponent swallowed.

At this moment, Lin Zhengying's energy storage was also completed, and a phantom in ancient costume appeared behind his body. The phantom was handsome and majestic at the same time.

Thousands of miles of slaying demons swirls around, and the white dragon is straightened in the air.

Lin Zhengying recited a verse that Chen Hai had never heard before, the peach wood sword in his hand flickered with electric light, and a slender white dragon shadow moved on the tip of the sword.

What he invited was one of the Eight Immortals, the ancestor of the sword immortals in the world, Chun Yangzi, Lu Dongbin!

The magic trick was completed, Lin Zhengying opened his eyes, and two divine lights shot out, like two nails, firmly fixing the monster in front of him on the wall.

Walking on the seven-star gossip step, Lin Zhengying's figure pulled away, and for a while, seven shadows of Lin Zhengying who were doing different movements appeared in this small place. Lightning divided the monster into eight pieces of different sizes.

The speed of Dao Fa's display surpassed Chen Hai's observation ability. He only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the originally ferocious opponent became a corpse on the ground.

"Go." After Lin Zhengying cut the monster into pieces, he took Chen Hai's hand and pulled him to move quickly in other directions.

Boom-boom-boom-boom!

The heartbeat that came from nowhere rang in Chen Hai's ears. Under the influence of this sound, his heartbeat seemed to keep up with the rhythm, and the rhythm of the beating began to change.

"Daoist! Isn't it dead yet?" Chen Hai followed Lin Zhengying closely, covering his ears with his hands, hoping to reduce the heartbeat that kept following him.

"It's dead, but something more troublesome is alive."

After coming to an empty room, Lin Zhengying answered quickly, then rubbed his hand on his waist, and a cinnabar pen fell into his hand.

He lifted his breath, bit his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Lin Zhengying's mouth, and fell onto the cinnabar pen in his hand, the nib of the pen shining brightly.

Then Chen Hai watched Lin Zhengying painted a blood-red spell on the lintel of the main entrance of the room, the center of the surrounding walls, etc. When the last stroke fell, the blood on the cinnabar pen was just used up, and the whole room also sent out squeezing and Collision sound.

"Give me the robe." Lin Zhengying threw the pen aside and said to Chen Hai.

"Okay." Chen Hai handed the tattered Taoist robe to Lin Zhengying.

I saw Lin Zhengying grabbing the collar of the Taoist robe with both hands, and swiping it up and down, a stream of light flashed, and the Taoist robe was successfully repaired, and it was the same as before.

After the repair of the Taoist robe, Lin Zhengying did not put it on his body, but after opening it completely, he hung it on the lintel of the main entrance, and let it unfold on its own, acting as the curtain for this position.

Glancing at the surrounding arrangement, Lin Zhengying made seals with both hands and muttered something in her mouth. With a light snort, a letter of light shot out of Lin Zhengying's mouth and was directly printed on the lintel.

After finishing this, Lin Zhengying slumped and fell to the ground.

Chen Hai was startled, and hurriedly saved it, making a meat pad for Lin Zhengying.