The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1000 Helper
The fake Hanbao glanced around with his dark and sharp eyes, then raised his head to the sky and let out a venting roar.

In this roar, circles spread out like real ripples, and the nine standing corpses turned into powder and dispersed in the air.

Looking at the two guys sitting on the ground who had spit out a mouthful of blood, they were already bleeding from all their orifices amidst the roar of the Han Demon. They were motionless, and the only expressions on their faces were expressions of horror.

Because the soul-stirring bell automatically protected its master, the leading demon cultivator was able to withstand the roar of the fake drought demon.

When the leader of the demonic cultivators used the Soul-Calling Bell to attack the fake Hanban, he turned around and tried to escape.
But the final result was that the Soul-Calling Bell was crushed into pieces by the fake Hanba, and then his whole body flew towards Hanba's right hand.

Being choked by the fake Hanbao, even though he was a highly skilled demon cultivator, he couldn't move.

Fake Hanba's terrifying face slowly came closer to him, exhaled a disgusting breath, and actually spoke: "You are a humble thing, how can I be controllable by you!"

If the fake Hanba can speak, it means that it has spiritual intelligence. A Hanba that can possess spiritual intelligence, even if it is not a real Hanba, is still an extremely terrifying existence.

"You..." The demon cultivator in Han Bao's hand wanted to speak, but couldn't say anything.

Han Ba ​​suddenly opened his mouth to him, and countless black breaths poured into Han Ba's mouth from the demon cultivator. Soon he turned into a shriveled corpse in Han Ba's hands.

Hanbao threw the corpse in his hand, and the rotten flesh on his face miraculously turned rosy, as if new flesh and blood had grown.

Ye Feng, who was hiding behind the tomb, had no intention of taking action. With his current level of cultivation, if he wanted to challenge the Han Demon, he would probably light a lantern in the toilet and seek death.

But Ye Feng didn't dare to run away. If he made any move now, Han Ba ​​would definitely find him.

Just when Ye Feng was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard a voice shout loudly: "You evil beast, don't be so arrogant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a monk wearing monk's robes appeared in front of Hanba.

Ye Feng didn't even notice which direction the monk came from, as if he appeared out of thin air.

The appearance of the monk made Hanba's expression tense, and he said coldly in a masculine voice: "Smelly monk, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

The monk clasped his hands together, shouted "Amitabha" and said, "Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. If you come with me to Bailong Temple, I can save you."

"It turns out to be a monk from Bailong Temple. He came so timely. He must have known that something dangerous was coming here." Ye Feng, who was hiding aside, muttered in a low voice.

"Save?" A strange expression appeared on Han Ba's terrifying face, and he shouted coldly, "You should go and save the lonely ghosts in the underworld!"

After Han Bao finished speaking, he waved his right hand and a black light shot towards the monk.

The monk was happy and undaunted, and shouted loudly: "The Thousand Hammers of Buddhism!"

Throw out a string of beads in your hand.

The golden light of the Buddhist bead immediately flourished. During the rapid rotation and enlargement, the black light had already attacked the Buddhist bead.

The beads only trembled slightly, and the black light disappeared in the golden light.

The prayer beads kept moving, carrying a solemn and mighty aura, and swayed towards Han Ba.

Hanbao swayed to avoid the Buddhist beads that were thrown towards his head, and then opened his mouth and spit out a breath of filthy air.

The filthy air collided with the beads, and as golden light and gray light exploded, the beads flew backwards towards the monk.

Taking the beads back into his hand and looking at the corrosion marks on the surface of the beads, the monk's face became solemn.

"Vajra subdues demons, all dharma returns to the sect, subdue!" The monk threw out the beads in his hand, then quickly formed seals with both hands, and hit the beads in the air.

The originally dim surface of the Buddhist beads once again shone with golden light. After the golden light disappeared, the Buddhist beads scattered around Hanba, and when they landed on the ground, they turned into nine angry-eyed Vajras, each of which held different magic weapons in their hands. "Om! Qin Xi Ra Za Hong, Om! Pa Ramani, Daza, Hum Pa Saha." The monk began to recite the incantation.

The nine angry-eyed Vajra hands held magic weapons and attacked Drought Demon at the same time.

Hanba is indeed a Hanba, and his combat prowess is simply unparalleled. He is still able to face the simultaneous attacks of nine Vajras with ease.

The magic weapon in King Kong's hand attacked Hanba, which only caused a burst of white smoke to emit from the area where it was attacked, but it actually did not cause any harm to Hanba at all.

Soon, the nine Vajras were shattered and dissipated one by one in the strong counterattack of Drought Demon.

Until King Kong completely disappeared, Hanba was covered with scars, but the scars appeared on its blackened and hard body, which actually gave it a bit more horrifying aura.

The beads offered by the monk were broken and scattered on the ground, and blood overflowed from the corner of the monk's mouth.

Han Ba ​​laughed wildly: "Smelly monk, let me save you!"

The cold wind howled, and streams of black aura emerged from Drought Demon's body like a black snake.

The black aura merged and condensed in the air, and soon transformed into a giant black hand.

The giant hand carried an overwhelming momentum and suddenly took a picture of the monk standing on the ground.

If this shot were real, the monk would probably be turned into a meat pie.

At this critical moment, there was no time to act. Ye Feng had no time to think about anything. He used the earth escape technique to disappear behind the tombstone.

A blue light streaked through the air like a meteor, penetrating the giant black hand that struck down from the air.

Just as the giant hand was about to hit the monk's head, it suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Ye Feng held the blue phantom sword and stood in front of the monk, looking proudly at the tall and powerful Hanba in front of him.

"Another one is here to die." Han Bao looked at Ye Feng coldly.

Ye Feng's spiritual energy surged all over his body, pouring it into the blue phantom in his right hand, then he held the sword in both hands and slashed at the drought demon.

Inspired by the spiritual power, the blue phantom formed a crescent-shaped afterimage of sword light and shot through the sky toward the drought demon on the opposite side.

Hanbao seemed to be a little afraid of Ye Feng's attack, and his body instantly disappeared from the place to dodge the afterimage attack.

However, Hanba still underestimated the attack power of the blue phantom. Under the lock of Ye Feng's consciousness, the afterimage seemed to have eyes. No matter where Hanba dodged, the afterimage would appear in front of it in the next second.

Hanba became angry, opened his mouth and spat out a black object.

The afterimage collided with the black object, the black object was split into two, and the afterimage disappeared.

After the black object that was divided into two fell to the ground, it suddenly turned into two black cheetahs and pounced on Ye Feng and the monk on his side respectively.

Ye Feng chopped off the cheetah that rushed towards him with one sword, and at the same time used the opportunity to turn around and shoot out the blue phantom in his hand.

The blue phantom penetrated the black cheetah that was rushing towards the monk, pinning it directly to the ground, and the cheetah immediately disappeared.

At this time, the monk suddenly shouted: "Donor, be careful!"

(End of this chapter)