There Is A Dragon In My Well

She held a handful of Buddhist beads in her hand, and more than a dozen of them were seriously damaged. Tang Qian felt heartbroken when she saw them.

This is a Buddhist treasure, and she doesn't know how to repair it. It seems that she will have to trouble the master again.

"What do I say? How can you, a Buddhist Vajra, stop me?"

Seeing Tang Qian take back the magic weapon, Hong Hai'er looked distressed, and immediately smiled triumphantly and said: "Now that I have broken your magic weapon, you should just call me senior brother, hahaha..."

"Humph, who said I have no one to rely on? I'll beat you till you pee, and you'll still be able to laugh!"

Tang Qian put the Buddha treasure back into her bag, and when she saw Hong Boy's proud and arrogant attitude, she suddenly became very angry.

He held his hand, the talisman light bloomed in his palm, and he took out a big flag.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? A big black flag?"

Hong Hai'er glanced at the Zhu Rongqi in Tang Qian's hand with some disdain, but didn't take it to heart at all and couldn't help but sneered.

Since the demon god was condensed into the Zhurong flag, all the thousands of symbols, formation patterns, witchcraft seals, etc. on the entire flag have completely disappeared.

The entire flag was completely pitch black, and it was so eerily dark that no one could tell anything about it.

Hong Hai'er had never seen the Demon God, so naturally he didn't know how powerful this flag was.

But the people who followed Chu Qiu from the human world were all gloating about his misfortune.

"This is Master's magic weapon for enlightenment. If you dare to underestimate it, don't cry later!"

Tang Qian held the flag in her hand, her aura suddenly changed, and she said arrogantly.

The Twelve Capital Gods Formation has always been Chu Qiu's most powerful trump card.

In order to condense all the Twelve Ancestral Witch Demon Gods, Chu Qiu just gathered the eight masters and all the forces under his command, opened the Changping Ancient Battlefield, and devoured the souls of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers, leaving only a dozen Zhao Kuo.

The twelve demon gods came out together, causing a qualitative change. At that time, Zhao Kuo was in the realm of a true immortal. Even a sword slashed at Di Jiang's body could not break even a single inch.

After devouring all the remaining souls of the heavenly soldiers, the clones of the twelve ancestral witches will directly reach the level of earthly immortals.

And from now on, he can independently absorb the power scattered in the heavens and the world, and undergo steady changes every moment.

Now that so much time has passed, the clones of the twelve ancestral witches have already reached the level of true immortals.

"Master's magic weapon for enlightenment?"

The proud look on Hong Hai'er's face stopped for a moment. After looking at the reactions of Chu Qiu and everyone else, she suddenly felt weak for no reason.

At this moment, Chu Qiu used his golden sword to release a grand master's chair, one on top, and a cloud underneath. The disciples lined up behind him, showing the demeanor of an immortal family.

"You know you're afraid now, right? Why don't you call me Senior Sister? Senior Sister will be gentler later and won't let you lose so miserably in front of these little monsters!"

Tang Qian said with a smile.

Hong Boy was immediately excited: "Hey! When have I ever been afraid? Even Sun Wukong in Huaguo Mountain was set on fire! Just let him go! If I frown, I'm not a hero!" "

"Tch, watch the moves!"

Tang Qian stopped wasting her words, raised her delicate arms, rolled up the flags, and stabbed them out like a spear.

A jet-black light flashed, and he was in front of Hong Hai'er in an instant. The hot air flow was pressing down on him, and the surrounding void was severely distorted.

"I didn't expect that this black flag looks inconspicuous, but when used, it turns out to be so powerful!"

Hong Hai'er couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw the big flag thrust forward, its power suddenly increased tenfold, causing the surrounding fire and heat waves to surge rapidly, tearing apart the space with incomparable violence.

However, he boasted that he was a true immortal, while Tang Qian was only in the realm of earthly immortals, so of course he was not afraid.

With a low shout, Zhangba's fire-pointed spear flickered into a brilliant spray of gunfire, and it stabbed the tip of the flag with incomparable accuracy.

The two collided with each other, and a huge force quickly spread throughout the space, making a crisp sound that could be heard clearly for thousands of miles around.

With this hard attack, Hong Hai'er was shocked to take several steps back, and his feet were frantically releasing force. Every time he took a step back, the Flame Mountain would shake.

On the other hand, Tang Qian was calm and calm.

"How can it be!"

Hong Hai'er looked at Tang Qian's calm and calm look, with incredible reflection in her eyes.

How did he know the mystery of Zhu Rongqi!

Tang Qian had used the talisman that Chu Qiu had drawn to control the Ancestral Witch Demon God. She just made a hard fight and all her power was completely swallowed up by the Zhu Rong Demon God in the banner. Naturally, she felt extremely relaxed. .

"I've said before, this big flag is Master's tool for enlightenment. I'll beat you to pieces later. See if you're still not convinced!"

Tang Qian chuckled, and the angry Red Boy's eyes were blazing with fire. He fired up his gun, used his fire escape technique, and rushed forward to fight at close range.

Hong Hai'er has mastered the art of spearmanship, and he performs it with great splendor and cold light.

The zhangba fire-tipped spear seemed to have come to life in his hand. He could point, sweep, chop, smash, stab, and twist. Every move was exquisite and executed just right.

Although Tang Qian is experienced in many battles, she is far behind Song Yu and Pang Wu in terms of pure martial arts fighting and close combat.

During this close-quarters fight, Hong Hai'er's gun was fierce, so she tried her best, but she was still being killed and retreating.

Within seven or eight rounds, Tang Qian felt tired. If it weren't for Zhu Rongqi providing strength to support her, she might not even be able to lift the flag.

"You little thief, even if you have great martial arts skills, I won't beat you like this, sister!"

Tang Qian snorted, and with a sudden force, the rolled-up flags spread out with a roar, and the dark light suddenly exploded, knocking Red Boy back a few steps.

Tang Qian quickly took advantage of this opportunity to slap a magical talisman on her leg and stepped out of the circle.

"Where to escape!"

Hong Hai'er was on the verge of killing, and there was no room for her to escape. Immediately a flash of fire flashed under her feet, and she was about to catch up.

Seeing this, Tang Qian quickly recited a few incantations, hit the Zhurong flag with a magic spell, and spread the flag.

With a bang, a demon jumped out.

It has an animal head and a human body, covered in red scales, with fire snakes pierced through its ears, and fire dragons on its feet!

It is the ancestral witch of southern fire, the Demon God Zhurong!

Hong Hai'er suddenly saw such a monster rushing out of the flag. He was startled and stabbed him with his gun.

The result was a ding!

An amazing scene appeared!

The spear skill that can poke a hole out of the powerful Vajra Aspect God and Demon with one shot, when he stabbed this monster, only a spark appeared, not even a white mark was left.

Not only that, Hong Hai'er stabbed it with a spear, and felt a huge force of shock coming from the fire-tip spear, causing him to stagger and almost fall down.

"Roar!"

Red Boy put away his gun and retreated. Just as he was about to take a closer look, a terrifying and violent roar came out, and the entire Flame Mountain was shaken by the roar.

Hong Hai'er quickly raised his head and saw a big hand covered with red scales suppressing it, accompanied by an overwhelming momentum, like a mountain of taiwan pressing down on top, making him feel infinitely small.