"Are you really not joking?"
Seeing Zhao Feng disappear into the sky with a sword light in the distance, the yellow-haired middle-aged monk looked at Wang Hao with surprise on his face.
Wang Ba's face darkened, he quickly looked around, and said quickly and casually:
"Isn't Fellow Taoist Jin afraid?"
"Afraid? Haha... It's true."
The yellow-haired middle-aged monk laughed dryly, but he didn't hide it, but then he said His face condensed and he said:
"When the Eternal City gets the news, they will definitely send someone over immediately. It's nothing to be afraid of." "I
hope... provided we can stop this blood sacrifice first."
Wang Yan finally locked eyes. On the big cauldron.
The yellow-haired middle-aged monk couldn't help but look solemn when he heard the words:
"Do you have any idea?"
"With so many puppets, although their ability to attack people seems to be average, their defensive ability is not low, especially that bastard from Daoshengzhou hiding in the dark. We can't concentrate on dealing with them until we take care of them..."
Wang Yan interrupted directly and said,
"I'll deal with these puppets, but you have to find a way to save those mortals first!"
The yellow-haired middle-aged man said. The monk was stunned, and then he couldn't help but question:
"It's okay to save those mortals, but can you really deal with so many puppets?"
"Get out of the way!"
At this time, Wang Hao suddenly said urgently.
Although the yellow-haired middle-aged monk didn't understand what he meant, he flew out immediately.
Wang Yan flew away first.
call out!
Two iron legs wrapped in mana emerged from the air almost as fast as the two flew away.
But it still came to nothing.
An intact spider was exposed again, and then quickly disappeared.
A trace of fear suddenly flashed across the face of the yellow-haired middle-aged monk!
"We were discovered again..."
In the darkness, there was a trace of solemnity in those cold eyes.
"How on earth did he discover me?"
Even the two Nascent Soul monks didn't notice it immediately...but this Dajin monk, who only had the early stage of Jindan cultivation, was able to escape at critical moments time and time again. He had to suspect that there was something wrong with this Dajin monk.
"Then, go kill that yellow-haired one first..."
However, as soon as the thought came up, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
"This is..."
mid-air in the distance.
Wang Ba looked at the black-clothed figure who was constantly piercing the body of a mortal as if there was no one around. His expression was cold and solemn:
"Are there many puppets?"
"Then my mastery of beast control was in vain, wasn't it?"
His sleeves were flying.
A series of blue figures quickly jumped out of the sleeves, rising in the wind. In the blink of an eye, they were as big as a house. They fell to the ground one by one, causing violent vibrations and roars!
The turtle head covered with hard horniness raised its head and roared.
The thick blue tortoise shell is even more exaggeratedly covered with sharp barbs.
Dust filled the sky, and roars came and went!
For a moment, these figures in black couldn't help but pause.
"Third-level mid-level spirit turtles? How, how come there are so many!?"
In the darkness, those eyes looked shocked.
His eyes scanned the turtles below. There were actually more than fifty of these third-level turtles!
My heart moved.
A figure in black quickly put away the threads shot from his body, and immediately flew straight to the nearest blue turtle.
A black light emitted strangely from his body!
However, what surprised him was that when the light fell on the tortoise shell, there was no trace at all.
"How could this happen?!"
Seeing this scene in the darkness, his eyes widened instantly.
Wang Yan, who also saw this scene, was not surprised at all.
The defensive power of the Blue Water Turtle is already extremely amazing. After eating the flesh and blood of the Coral Dragon Si, it seems to have been affected by the dragon bloodline of the Coral Dragon Si, and its defense strength has been slightly improved.
Although it is only a middle-grade beast, in terms of defense, it is comparable to an ordinary third-grade top-grade spiritual beast.
Although it is not enough to pose a threat to the figures in black, it is almost impossible for the figures in black to take down these blue water turtles in a short time.
In the distance, the yellow-haired middle-aged monk couldn't help but look shocked when he saw this scene.
"So this is his method!"
However, compared to Wang Hao's previous performance as a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core, the pure appearance of these spirit turtles is not that excessive.
The yellow-haired middle-aged man did not waste this opportunity. With a wave of his hand, countless flying knives flew out quickly, split into shadows, and immediately picked up the living people and monks below who were still alive, and flew back quickly!
In the darkness, a stern look flashed through those eyes.
Next breath.
While the yellow-haired middle-aged monk was concentrating on rescuing the mortals, behind him, a foot wrapped in special magic emerged from the air silently, and immediately pierced the yellow-haired middle-aged monk's... Bang
!
The yellow-haired middle-aged monk exploded instantly like a ball of powder, and then quickly condensed not far away.
With a sarcastic look on his face:
"This trick of yours is only for dealing with unsuspecting people..."
"Really..."
A strange accent sounded.
An invisible wave of soul swept across instantly.
The yellow-haired middle-aged monk felt the spiritual platform shake and his whole body stagnate!
The spider not far away shot out countless threads in an instant, shooting towards the yellow-haired middle-aged monk.
The moment it hit the yellow-haired middle-aged monk, a talisman light suddenly lit up on his body!
"Fourth level talisman?!"
There was a hint of surprise in the strange accent.
The yellow-haired middle-aged monk also reacted immediately. He chanted the incantation and pinched his fingers with a solemn expression. A prismatic crystal-like shadow suddenly flashed between his eyebrows.
At the same time, the flying knives quickly took these mortals to the outside.
Woody spiders are also attacking.
However, at this moment, the wooden spider suddenly jumped away.
An extremely cold sword light flashed across the place!
The bristles on the spider's legs fell off instantly under the cut of the knife.
The wooden spider did not dare to neglect at all and immediately disappeared into the air.
Below, giant blue turtles spit out water spells and quickly entangled the black-clothed figures.
"Fly!"
In the darkness, those eyes were filled with anxiety.
The figure in black immediately flew up into the sky and quickly distanced itself from the blue turtle.
However, Wang Hao, who saw this scene, waved his sleeves again.
A third-level mid-level and high-level spiritual chicken with wings spread like an eagle flew out quickly, and immediately rushed towards the figure in black!
These spiritual chickens are much faster than the figure in black, and their number is several times that of the figure in black.
In just an instant, hundreds of spiritual roosters shrouded the black-clothed figures as if they were blocking out the sky and the sun.
Pecks like raindrops.
The figure in black was pecked, although his body was not greatly affected, but he still had to fall down.
But this time, the giant blue turtle stretched its neck and bit it!
Their hard and strong bodies allowed them to completely ignore the struggles of the figures in black, and actually dragged these puppets to the ground directly.
The yellow-haired middle-aged monk saw this and was surprised and happy.
"Which peak master of the Wanxiang Sect is this fellow Daoist Wang disciple? There are so many spiritual beasts..." "
Looking at it this way, not only can we stop the blood sacrifice, maybe we can also solve this Daoshengzhou thief!"
I was pleasantly surprised, He didn't waste any time, and carried thousands of mortals with his flying knives, flying towards the distance without stopping.
In the darkness, his cold eyes were full of annoyance.
"I was careless!"
"No! We must speed up the progress! Otherwise, once their support arrives..."
I felt cruel.
In an instant, the puppets that were being bitten and crushed by the blue water turtle suddenly lit up with blazing light!
Wang Ba's heart was shocked, and he immediately took back the green water turtle and the third-order spiritual chicken.
However, the change was too fast. In an instant, these third-level puppets seemed to be activated by something. They quickly broke away from the suppression of the blue water spirit turtle, and their arms fell off directly. Under the coercion of mana, they instantly attacked and killed the spirit in mid-air. Chickens.
Fortunately, the spirit chickens were extremely fast. Although the arms of these puppets were powerful and heavy, they did not directly hit the vital points of these spirit chickens.
Even so, a third-level mid-grade spirit chicken was hit, and its brown-red feathers instantly turned into smoke and quickly evaporated.
The fleshy wings protected by spiritual power were also grabbed by the puppet's palm. In the blink of an eye, they were torn off by the puppet's palm!
If Wang Ba hadn't struck out with his sword in time, the spiritual chicken might not have been able to escape the second palm.
At the same time, these puppets quickly overturned the blue water turtles, and most of the puppets quickly attacked the surrounding green water turtles and third-order phantom chickens.
A small number of puppets quickly flew towards the yellow-haired middle-aged man and the mortals who were taken away.
Wang Ba's face was heavy, and he ducked out of the way, but blocked him directly behind the yellow-haired middle-aged monk.
The black dragon swam around on his body, and he immediately raised his hand and struck out with a sword. A sword light that was dozens of feet long but extremely condensed flew out from the third-order short sword and struck down with a crash!
Knife away the three pursuing puppets!
What made Wang Yan solemn was that his sword had fully demonstrated the strength of the Xuanlong Taoist soldiers, but he could not cut off these puppets.
"Thank you!"
the yellow-haired middle-aged monk whispered quickly.
Wang Ba said angrily: "Are your people not here yet?"
The yellow-haired monk frowned:
"It should have already arrived...wait a minute!"
"Get away!"
Two legs appeared instantly, stabbing. Hit by the yellow-haired monk and Wang Yan... the shadows left in place.
In the darkness, those eyes were full of anger and confusion.
"Why?!"
"Why can he always find me?!"
Although he was annoyed, he was not overwhelmed by anger.
"Kill that yellow hair first! We can't let him send away all the creatures!"
The wooden spider disappeared into the air again.
The puppets directly threw down these spirit turtles and spirit chickens, and some of them passed over Wang Yan and the yellow-haired monk.
Some of the silk threads on the body shot towards Wang Ba and the yellow-haired middle-aged monk in all directions.
These threads seemed to have been affected by the puppet's changes, and their speed and power were far greater than before.
The light on the puppets became brighter and brighter, and they even felt red and hot.
Wang Hao did not dare to show any slightness, and slashed at these puppets with the sword in his hand.
But the yellow-haired monk still quickly controlled the flying knife, sending the mortals as far away as possible.
Right now.
In the sky above the yellow-haired monk's head, several limbs appeared at the same time, like sickles, and they slashed at the yellow-haired monk in an instant!
Even Wang Yan couldn't react to this blow!
The yellow-haired monk only had time to turn his lower body into powder, but several limbs instantly broke through the talisman's light on the yellow-haired monk's body, and slashed into the yellow-haired monk's neck, chest, and back without any hesitation. ...
In just an instant, strands of silk threads wrapped with mana quickly penetrated into his body, spiritual platform, and dantian...
In the darkness, a smile flashed across those eyes.
"Sure enough... when I only aimed at this yellow-haired one, the Dajin monk with many spiritual beasts couldn't notice it at all. It seems that he is aware of danger..." "Huh?" Under the spider
's
body , the yellow-haired monk's upper body froze slightly, and then turned into a handful of powder and fell down.
Immediately, not far away from Wang Hao's side, the yellow-haired monk reassembled his body with a pale face.
It's just that the breath is declining visibly to the naked eye.
The yellow-haired monk looked ugly:
"This thief cultivator from Daoshengzhou... I knew he would come, but I still couldn't prevent it."
Wang Hao, however, looked solemn and glanced to the west with his peripheral vision.
There was still no figure in the sky.
While he quickly put away the injured third-level spiritual chicken, he slashed continuously, forcing the puppets back, and said hastily:
"Are your people coming yet?"
The yellow-haired monk shook his head with an ugly expression.
He didn't know, but after such a long time, with the speed of the Nascent Soul cultivator, it should have arrived long ago.
It's not just him.
In the darkness, a trace of doubt flashed across those cold eyes.
"It's a little strange. I thought they would have Nascent Soul monks coming over. Could it be that they have already started taking action?"
Soon, this doubt turned into a trace of regret:
"If I had known, I would have released the emperor as soon as possible. No, it's not too late now...the blood sacrifice of these barbarians is still too troublesome..." "
We can't put our hope on them!"
Wang Hao whispered quickly.
The yellow-haired monk's face suddenly hardened. He was wary of his surroundings and said through a message:
"What are your plans?"
"Find the puppet master!"
Wang Hao quickly replied.
At the same time, he quickly grabbed the yellow-haired monk and avoided the foot limbs that appeared again!
In the darkness, a trace of confusion flashed through those eyes:
"Why...why was I discovered even though I didn't target him?"
"Forget it, never mind..."
In the chaos, a puppet disappeared quietly. He flew up to the altar without a sound.
The hundreds of mortals intercepted by the puppets were thrown into the cauldron.
He quickly clasped his palms and recited a mantra.
soon.
In the large cauldron on the altar, there seemed to be endless waves of blood surrounding the bones and rising rapidly.
Deep in the blood wave, a thin transparent wing could be seen faintly disappearing in the blood water.
There was a suffocating heavy atmosphere all around.
The next moment, a white dragonfly with six heads slowly emerged from the blood, straddled its long legs, grabbed the edge of the cauldron, and flapped its wings slightly.
Shake off the blood on his body.
Six pairs of compound eyes quickly take in everything around him.
On the side, a desolate and ancient language quickly came out from the puppet's mouth.
Six white flies fluttered their thin wings and flew out of the cauldron.
Immediately, the body expanded rapidly, like a huge spaceship, spanning the sky!
"Level 4...Level 4 is perfect!"
Seeing the majestic figure flying out of the cauldron, the yellow-haired monk couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, he finally realized the plan of this Daoshengzhou monk.
"They want to disturb us from behind!"
"But why haven't they come here yet?"
The yellow-haired monk's heart was filled with extreme confusion.
In the darkness, a hint of awe flashed through those eyes.
Although he didn't look down on the uncivilized barbarians in Tubizhou too much, he didn't dare to underestimate the totem beasts that these barbarians attracted through blood sacrifices.
These barbarians were able to guard the treasured land of Tubizhou, but they were never snatched away by monks from other continents, thanks to these totems of unknown origin.
"I thought the number of blood sacrifices was not enough. I still have no experience... The totem beast left behind by Ashner can still exert its remaining heat." "Next,
give the emperor..."
The puppets quickly retreated.
But they vaguely surrounded Wang Ba and the yellow-haired monk.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, I'm here to break up the situation. You can retreat quickly and tell the news to Zhenzhuan and Yao Zhenjun immediately!" At
this moment, a trace of determination finally flashed through the eyes of the yellow-haired monk!
The monks of the Immortality Sect use all kinds of magic to seek immortality, but if they really encounter a desperate situation, they will not cherish this life.
He looked towards the six white flies of the Ashna tribe's totem that were flying slowly and unhurriedly, and one after another talismans fell into his hands.
All his flying knife magic weapons have been used to send away mortals, and the magic power in the golden elixir has been greatly depleted by the attack of the wooden spider puppet. Now he only has these talismans on his body, which can still cause some damage.
However, Wang Ba's slightly calm voice came from behind him:
"Have all the mortals been sent away?" The yellow-haired monk frowned slightly: "They have been sent more than a hundred miles away. Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly. Don't let me down. This life!"
"That's good."
"Huh?"
The yellow-haired monk was slightly startled. Even though there was a huge danger in front of him, he still couldn't help but glance sideways at Wang Hao who was flying behind him.
But he saw that Wang Yan's face was unusually calm.
It was as if he was used to seeing vicious creatures of this level.
"You..."
The yellow-haired monk hesitated slightly.
Wang Ba said in a low voice:
"Go quickly, take those mortals away, and go to the entrance of the earth line in Nanji County. My fellow disciples of the Wanxiang Sect will be there to meet you." The yellow-haired monk quickly shook his head and said: "You go quickly,
I am now I can't leave in this state..."
"I have a way to leave, so hurry up."
Wang Hao quickly interrupted.
"Really?"
The yellow-haired monk hesitated for a moment. After seeing that Wang Yan didn't seem to be deceiving, he finally flew away quickly.
In the darkness, those eyes hesitated for a moment, but gave up their intention to pursue the yellow-haired monk.
After successfully summoning the six white flies, these two people were no longer the focus of his attention.
"The Totem Beast has come out, and the Nascent Souls in Endless City and Rejecting Sea City may have noticed the movement. While waiting for them to come over, they must wake up the Emperor quickly..." He quickly thought in his
heart Made a decision.
But at this moment.
But he suddenly felt a creepy feeling in his heart!
His doubtful eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and finally landed on the remaining Dajin monk.
The next moment, his pupils suddenly narrowed!
...
"Huh?"
Above the sky of Xihai Kingdom.
Two figures disappeared in the clouds.
Two figures can be vaguely seen, one is slightly majestic and the other is wearing a moon-white robe.
Both of them were covered by clouds and fog, and their faces could not be seen clearly.
The moon-white robed monk gently rubbed a black hexagonal box in his hand.
The majestic figure did not say a word.
The moment the six white flies climbed out of the cauldron.
The two people seemed to be aware of it, and their eyes fell on the capital city of Xihai Kingdom.
After seeing the tragic situation in the city and the six white flies flying slowly in the sky, the two people's eyes were filled with indifference.
"Except for the people of the Three Continents, there are some who are considered figures in Xituo Continent, but the others only have so much ability." The
slightly majestic figure snorted coldly.
"It can't be said that. Except for Tu Bizhou, the three continents are all short-sighted people, Daoshengzhou's spiritual weapons do have some merits. Using spiritual weapons to create gods... Although there are many restrictions, they are far inferior to true transformations. God is powerful, but it can be considered a different approach.”
"It's a pity that it consumes more resources than ordinary gods, otherwise we can cooperate."
Another figure in a moon-white robe commented casually:
"If the monks rely on these spiritual weapons and external objects, then it doesn't matter. Monk?"
The majestic figure didn't quite agree.
The moon-white robed monk did not refute, but glanced at Wang Ba in the capital with a slightly surprised look on his face.
"Why is he here?"
"Do you know this kid?"
The majestic figure was slightly confused.
The monk in the moon-white robe did not hide anything:
"He is Yao Wudi's disciple..."
The eyes of the majestic figure suddenly lit up:
"Didn't a pillow come to you when you dozed off? Get him over quickly..."
The monk in the moon-white robe After a moment of silence, he shook his head slightly.
"It's too obvious."
"Oh, this battle is about to begin. If you don't want to do it, then I will..." The
majestic figure sneered.
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly seemed to notice something and couldn't help but look downward.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:
"What is that?"
"Spiritual beast?"
"No... it seems to be... a ferocious beast!"
The moon-white robed monk couldn't help but look down.
When he saw a black and white, unruly, thin but huge figure flying out of Wang Ba's sleeves.
In the indifferent eyes, there was finally a slight fluctuation.
"A fourth-order perfect ferocious beast?"
"This boy, where did this kind of thing come from?"
...
Wang Hao looked at the beast in front of him, which was hundreds of feet tall and was standing on a ruined palace. It was filled with evil aura and its eyes were red. A beautiful and thin white tiger.
Subconsciously he stepped back.
Even though he had opened the spirit beast bag and felt it before, he still couldn't help but hold his breath at the moment when it was actually released.
The fourth level perfect beast!
Obtained from Wu Ju, the big leader of the Quetzalcoatl tribe.
When Xumi killed Wu Ju, he rolled back the armband and a bag that stored his magic weapon.
The bag among them seemed to be a spirit beast bag specially made for this white tiger.
I only installed this white tiger.
After Xumi helped him decipher the remnant Wuju soul on it that day, Wang Hao checked it immediately and was deeply shocked by this ferocious beast.
The aura on its body was not inferior to the Coral Dragon Si he had encountered in the Yaehai in the past.
He had no intention of releasing it.
Because this ferocious beast has not been hung up in the spirit beast circle, it is completely out of control.
Even if a spirit beast circle is hung, the effect will be minimal.
Once released, it means complete loss.
But at this moment, if he didn't restrain the six white flies on the opposite side, if he allowed them to wreak havoc, it would probably affect his master Yao Wudi in front.
Compared with the master, a fourth-level perfect ferocious beast that cannot recognize its master... Although it is a pity, there is no comparison.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Wang Hao quickly made a decision.
And after this beautiful and skinny white tiger flew out of the spirit beast bag, it couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, and immediately its blood-red eyes couldn't help but look around.
When he saw six white flies flying in the sky, green light emerged from his blood-red eyes.
"Ouch——"
The next moment, there was a cyan wind surging above the tiger's claws.
The body disappeared instantly!
boom!
The place instantly stirred up billowing dust.
In the darkness, the moment he saw the white tiger leaping up, his eyes were filled with shock, anger and panic.
He vaguely felt that the situation seemed to be getting out of control!
"Damn it! How could he have such a thing!"
"How could he have it!"
"No! We must quickly invite the 'Emperor'!"
"Yes! The Emperor!"
A thought came to his mind.
The thirty-six puppets quickly retreated, and the light on their bodies also quickly disappeared.
Soon, these puppets didn't know what they did, but they directly dismantled their bodies, and soon some of the puppet parts were quickly assembled bit by bit.
And at the same time.
The huge white tiger actually flew directly into the sky, making a tiger pounce, and pounced on the six white flies.
The six-headed white flies, who were at the fourth level of perfection, sensed an extreme danger, fluttered their wings slightly, and quickly dodged the white tiger's attack.
The white tiger flew into the air with one blow, and immediately raised his head and howled in anger!
The evil spirit all over the body is as solid as substance.
And a stream of fine golden sand flew directly from its body and blew towards the six white flies.
The six white flies could not have expected this. Even though they were extremely fast, the thin transparent wings on their backs were still rolled into pieces by these golden fine sands, and the transparent thin wings were shattered in an instant!
And the six white flies suddenly scattered countless pale white fine powders all over their bodies.
The powder staggered towards the white tiger's position, but was instantly blown away by the wind around the white tiger.
The six white flies fled in panic.
far away.
Wang Hao glanced solemnly at the humanoid puppets that were quickly assembled, but did not dare to show any slightness.
The fourth-level spider puppet is still there, and so is the hidden Daoshengzhou puppet master.
"The position where I specially disguised him just now... he should be hiding in the west..."
Wang Hao quickly reviewed in his mind the changes in the power of the Yinshen that he felt when he was attacked by spiders several times just now.
Through the parts of his disguise, he had vaguely figured out the approximate direction of the hidden Daoshengzhou puppet master.
But I wanted to seize the opportunity, but I was still a little short.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt something and looked up suddenly.
To the west, at the end of the horizon, a rain of blood lit up...
"Has a Nascent Soul fallen?!"
"Has it already started?"
"Were the dead people from Sanzhou, Wanxiang Sect, or Changsheng Sect?!"
Wang Bao was shocked.
And almost instantly, several rains of blood lit up in the sky again.
The scope of the blood rain also expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the entire sky in the west was dyed red with blood.
"Why is it so intense!?"
Wang Ha couldn't help being horrified!
...
over the West Sea Kingdom.
The battle that broke out quickly near the west coast instantly attracted the attention of the majestic figure and the moon-white robed monk.
"It seems that people like Sanzhou are very confident this time."
Looking at the fierce battle that quickly broke out below and the rain of blood that immediately rose in the sky, the majestic figure said slowly.
The moon-white robed monk did not speak, but gently rubbed the black hexagonal box in his hand.
At each corner of the box, there is a small aperture.
As the battle on the west coast broke out, a series of seemingly nonexistent auras slowly poured into it.
The majestic figure did not receive a response and did not stop. Instead, he spoke again:
"That Zhaoxin and the two god-transforming puppets Heirong and Linjiao are here..." "
These Taoist monks from Shengzhou are just like you said, they are good at spirituality. We are making more and more of these god-forming puppets. When we first came here, there was only one." "
But your sect's Yao Wudi is a little strange this time. He hasn't made a move yet..." The
majestic figure seemed a little surprised. Wei: "I've been watching him for a few days, but this is the first time I've seen him not go up immediately." The
moon-white robed monk glanced at Juhai City.
The white clouds in the sky were reflected in the indifferent pupils.
But among the white clouds, there seemed to be many familiar faces, one by one dimming...
He said softly: "Maybe, I haven't waited for the opportunity yet."
As he spoke.
In the sky, another rain of blood suddenly fell.
"He is the peak master of your Zongtaihua Peak..."
The majestic figure's voice sounded slightly regretful: "He has hope of sprinting to become a god, but it's a pity."
The monk in the moon-white robe said lightly:
"There is only hope, the sect is stronger than him There are still many more, it's no pity."
"You should take a look at the biography of Xue Zhen from your sect..."
The majestic figure shook his head gently: "Xue Shenshou is still very early in life, but with his talent, he will become more and more mature. The sooner you enter the spirit form, the better. If it doesn't work, I will take action."
After saying that, he stopped talking and looked down quietly.
But soon, the majestic figure couldn't help turning around, staring at the monk in moon-white robes, his eyes seemed a little incredulous:
"Why don't you save that Guan Ao?"
After a slight silence, the monk in moon-white robes said calmly:
"If one of him dies, it will make Yao Wudi... worth it!" He
just finished his words.
In the sky, a mighty rain of blood poured down!
...
Reject the outside of Haicheng.
The protective shield formed by the formation has long been broken.
The huge black city wall that had been blessed countless times and towered into the sky seemed to have been hit by a supreme force at this moment, leaving a huge gap.
Part of the city wall collapsed.
Yao Wudi stared blankly at the familiar figure nailed to the cracked city wall by a blood-red Zen staff.
This slightly dull figure was still staring at the enemy with an angry look.
The astonishing physical body cultivated from the Divine Body Peak, even if the soul is annihilated, is still rising like the sun, scorching to the sky... There seems to
be endless grief and indignation in the eyes, and there seems to be endless anger.
More than two thousand years.
He has already experienced countless life, separation and death.
I have already seen through countless joys and sorrows.
But this moment.
However, countless images flashed through his mind inadvertently.
Guan Ao, the master of Taihua Peak, a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Golden Core cultivator guarding here...
And in front of them, there are chaotic explosions, fierce battles... flames, waves, collapsed city walls, burning Everything...
At this moment, he finally touched the last shred of
opportunity to become a god!
"According to the letter, come and die!" His
hair was dancing wildly, his burly and majestic upper body, and at this moment, countless divine patterns began to rotate at extremely fast speeds!
"Amitabha!"
A skinny monk raised his hand and tried to pull out the Zen staff in front of him.
However, it was discovered that the Zen staff was actually held tightly in the hand of the dead Guan Ao.
Even for him, it was difficult to pull it out for a while!
In his anxiety, the monk did not dare to greet him and fled quickly.
At this moment, not far away, a god-shaped puppet wearing an emperor's robe also rushed over.
Holding a sharp fourth-level sword in his hand, he stabbed straight at Yao Wudi!
However, it froze instantly!
Facing this sword, Yao Wudi not only did not leave, but rushed towards him!
The divine patterns on his body exploded! (End of chapter)