But when he opened his eyes again, he found a warrior holding an umbrella standing in front of him.

The general was wearing tattered green armor, with a rat with rolled flesh on his shoulder and a fierce look, and a broken umbrella in his left hand.

In the middle of the umbrella is printed the four characters "Carrying the Universe", with three broken runes printed around it, and several different orbs hanging from the ribs.

Such an image is too eye-catching.

Zuo Chongming glanced at the other party, looked him up and down, and a string of messages suddenly appeared in his mind: "Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, I heard that the magic gift of the King of Heaven is red.

Not to mention anything else, the broken umbrella in the opponent's hand was definitely not an ordinary object.

According to legend, when this umbrella is opened, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the sun and moon have no light. When it shakes, the heaven and earth shake, and the heaven and earth are overturned.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh….

The other party wouldn't just wait, he would just wave the umbrella and throw out the icy rain all over the sky.

This raindrop was no ordinary rain. Zuo Chongming felt a heartfelt chill that penetrated into his soul even though he was so far away.

"Soul attack?"

Zuo Chongming reacted instantly and immediately gave up his plan to dodge. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the Guhong Sword. Thousands of sword shadows were like rivers and waterfalls, and the ink could not be penetrated.

Ding dong~!

Mo Lihong stared with green eyes, flicked her wrists and moved her umbrella, the beads hanging on it made a clanging sound, and a huge sound wave came crashing towards her.

There are bursts of demonic sounds, and demonic energy is billowing.

Zuo Chongming's five senses were suddenly distorted, black turned into white, white turned into black, his ears were noisy, and he was confused and confused.

His mind was affected, and the strength of the sword instantly collapsed. Billions of cold rain fell down, swallowing him up in an instant.

But at this moment, along with a burst of Buddha light and the chanting of ten thousand Buddhas, the eye-catching golden light suddenly lit up, like the rising sun shining in all directions.

Tathagata's palm, golden Buddha's lantern.

Zuo Chongming is clothed in Buddha's light, which exudes peaceful and compassionate Buddha's light like a great sun. The cold rain breaks wherever it passes, and the sound wave disappears invisible.

Just like the clouds are lifted to reveal the sun, all the chaos and darkness retreats.

Before Zuo Chongming could make another move, he heard a sharp neighing, and saw the mouse on Magic Red's shoulder leaping over like a sharp arrow.

The palm of the Tathagata, the ancestral hall of ten thousand Buddhas.

Zuo Chongming suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes bursting with murderous intent.

Wherever the Buddha's light passed, numerous Buddha shadows condensed, layer upon layer like the bliss of a spiritual mountain, overwhelmingly covering the mouse.

The ghostly light in Mo Li's red eyes swayed crazily, and he swung the umbrella in his hand crazily. He roared angrily, and reached out to grab Zuo Chongming.

However, his action was still a bit late.

When the Buddha's shadow enveloped the mouse, only a scream was heard, and the mouse's figure seemed to be melted, shrinking visibly to the naked eye.

When the magic red giant hand swept over the mouse, it only picked up some black debris, which disappeared without a trace as soon as the wind blew.

Not only that, his giant hand that forced its way into the Buddha's light was like milk meeting old iron, making a creepy hissing sound.

With just one sweep, the broken armor on his hands melted away, and even three fingers were missing, leaving two with only black phalanges, as if they had been burnt.

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. Although Moli Hong has very little intelligence left, he still instinctively feels severe pain, a pain that is worse than death.

Furious, his face became more ferocious, and his facial features were twisted into a ball.

Just when he was about to shake the umbrella and capture Zuo Chongming again, he found that the enemy was close at hand.

Welcome the Buddha to the west, and the Buddha moves the mountains and rivers.

The dim light in Mo Li's red eyes suddenly brightened, then suddenly dimmed, and the violent energy on his body calmed down visibly to the naked eye.

I don't know what he saw or heard, but Zuo Chongming saw that there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his lips even curled up into a smile.

puff…….

Before he could use his last move, Mo Li's huge red body suddenly collapsed, and his armor and parasol clattered towards the ground.

What made Zuo Chongming even more confused was that where the magic gift red disappeared, there was actually a group of fingertip-sized light spots that exuded a clear aura.

He was very familiar with this aura, it was definitely the aura of the fairy spirit.

But the question is, why is the magic gift red...

Before Zuo Chongming could think about it, an angry dragon roar suddenly came from his ears.

Looking around, he saw the manifested Dragon Ancestor locking a monster inside, opening its fang-filled mouth and biting it down.

There was a tooth-piercing friction sound, the armor on the monster suddenly shattered, and the severed sword in its hand shrieked and turned into pieces.

"Trespassing to heaven, kill!"

A big, rusty gun came at him, as if it was going to stab Zuo Zhongming through.

The Guhong Sword was unsheathed in response, bringing out a brilliant sword light. It blocked the spear point with dangerous risks, and shot out a series of sword shadows.

Dugu Nine Swords.

Zuo Chongming moved his body skills, passing by like a giant, breaking into the gap between the spears, and pointed his finger like a sword at the center of the Demon Sea's eyebrows.

At this moment, the jade pipa on his back suddenly lit up, and as the four long strings vibrated, the earth, water, wind, and fire began to vibrate.

Forced by helplessness, Zuo Chongming had to withdraw.

But before he could distance himself, Mo Lihai pounced on him like a wild lion with a spear, the blade of the spear swaying with pear blossoms, and the sharp edge contained hidden murderous intent.

The sword shadow steps, the phoenix beak is broken.

A whistling tree suddenly appeared in Zuo Chongming's palm, and with one strike, the phantom of the phoenix appeared, and the flowing fire filled the sky like a tide.

Dang~!

The spear head raised its head and burst out with a dragon roar. A demonic dragon with a strong demonic aura suddenly opened its mouth and collided with the phoenix bird without giving up.
Chapter completed!