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Chapter 485 Killing the Heavenly Monarch (5)

Outside Alder City, a small hill is covered with red rhododendrons.

Jie Yintuo sat cross-legged under a rhododendron, looking at Alder City with a happy smile.

Alder City, one of the largest cities in Cangling Dayuan, is jointly managed by several big clans, controlling an area with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.If a foreign enemy invaded, the several big clans would join forces to fight against the powerful enemy; but on weekdays, the several big clans would fight among themselves like mad dogs, and tens of thousands of monks would be crushed to pieces every year because of their internal fighting.

Who would have thought that Alderwood City was the most important killer training camp in the studio?

The infighting among several big clans, the vicious battles between several big clans and surrounding forces are all for the purpose of causing war, for the killers of those photo studios to gain experience and practice quickly in the real bloody fighting.

"Such a demon cave should be destroyed."

Jie Yin Toutuo said with a smile to several bald monks who were also sitting cross-legged under the rhododendrons.

There are several bald monks, one is extremely majestic, with dark golden skin, like cast of bronze; For 3 years, every wrinkle has a bitter flavor; a...

The last monk, ordinary people can hardly detect his existence.

Sitting there, he seemed to be completely integrated with this mountain, this tree, and this piece of land.When you look at him, you will only think that you see a mountain, a tree, a piece of mud, or even a grasshopper, an ant, or a sparrow... You will ignore his existence, even if he is tall, short, fat, and thin. , black and white beauty and ugliness are not clear.

The four monks nodded slowly and stood up one after another.

The extremely majestic monk walked steadily towards Alder City step by step.

The white and fat monk swayed his body and rushed straight to the sky. He flew tens of thousands of miles into the sky in an instant, and then transformed into a silver Buddha statue, swooping down silently.

The sad monk pulled out a sharp sword out of nowhere, and flicked the blade with his fingers. Amid the sound of the sword clang, the muscles behind him squirmed, and four arms slowly grew out from behind him. Each arm They all held a long sword tightly.

And the monk, who had almost no sense of existence, disappeared after he got up.

Jieyin Toutuo smiled, and he patted the rhododendron beside him, and a large number of blood-red petals flew into the air. He clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and on each petal, there was a matchstick-sized Jieying Toutuo.Tens of thousands of petals drifted towards Alderwood City with the wind, like a mighty army.

In Alderwood City, evil is rampant in broad daylight.

From time to time, a cold light erupted somewhere, and a shrill scream sounded, and someone killed Xiegui.

From time to time, there was a miserable howl from a certain corner, and the monks around heard the sound and hurried away, only to see a pool of blood on the ground, it was someone who had been murdered by evil.

The city was in chaos, and people's hearts were fluctuating. Some people wanted to escape from Alderwood City with their families, but the square gates all turned into small rosy cherry mouths.This small mouth opened and closed slightly, giving out a clear and melodious laugh. There was a black hole in the mouth, bottomless and unfathomable. No one dared to take a step towards such a 'city gate', and all mortals were sealed in. in the city.

Someone had an idea and wanted to climb up the city wall, hang from a rope, and slip out of the city.

But on the stone steps leading to the top of the city wall, small white and pink hands stick out from the cracks in the bricks from time to time. These small hands are holding red handkerchiefs and waving gently: "Master, come and play, come!"

There was an inexplicable evil fire in the heart of a young and strong young man who was close, and he boldly stepped up the stone steps. Those little hands grabbed his ankle and pulled it down. A set of clothes was left on the ground.

In the streets and alleys, even in the yards of some wealthy mansions, near some wells, vague figures of women appear from time to time.They were crying and crying, holding their heads and jumping into the well, and there would be a burst of terrified cries nearby. Inexplicably, some people became wet all over when they were doing well, and sprayed out from their mouths and nostrils. When the water came, they were drowned alive in the flat ground.

In the back garden, in the study building, Hu Tianjun gave Hu Ping a few kicks, gritted his teeth and said, "Transfer all the elite disciples who have reached the bronze medal or above in Alderwood City, and evacuate quickly. Not only Alderwood City, but also the gate of Cangling Dayuan All strongholds, except for the necessary guards, will be withdrawn."

Changing into a set of clothes as quickly as possible, Hu Tianjun pressed his palm on the still painful chest wound, and cursed at Hu Ping: "Nonsense, if your mother hadn't begged..."

He poked Hu Ping fiercely with his finger, and Hu Tianjun sternly said: "The elite disciples of Alderwood City will be your team for conquering the Holy Heaven in the future. You...you should work hard and don't be crazy like before."

Hu Tianjun looked at Hu Ping with a very complicated mood.

After all, he is his own son... If Hu Ping can perform better and behave more normally during his expedition to the Holy Land, he doesn't mind giving this beast a chance.

As the most important training camp of the studio in Cangling Dayuan, Alder City has accumulated millions of elite killers.

Such a team, if you really work hard, it is not difficult to make a great achievement!
Hu Ping smiled until his eyes narrowed into a line: "Father, don't worry, hey, when you arrive at the Holy Sky, you will be optimistic... Hehe, I don't know, the little lady of the Holy Sky is not watery!"

Hu Tianjun looked up at the ceiling in despair.

On the ceiling, small blood-colored handprints were clearly visible. Hu Tianjun lowered his head tiredly, and gave Hu Ping a hard look: "You, you are not young. Look at your elder brother, what does he do on weekdays? He has I can help you with the building affairs for my father and me, but what about you? You're still fooling around all day long!"

Hu Ping was so excited that his face was flushed, and he shouted loudly: "That's because you didn't give me a chance... You give me the photo studio and let me toss it for three to fifty years. Look, I promise that the photo studio is in my hands Carry forward...You throw the boss to the holy sky, leave the photo studio to me, and find a place to rest?"

Hu Tianjun's fingers twitched, he really wanted to strangle this bastard son to death with his own hands.

He took a deep look at Hu Ping, and said coldly: "If you behave well in Jishengtian, after you come back, I will give you the real power of the master of the first hall of the studio. If you do well, the future... will not be Can't."

Hu Ping laughed so much that his big molars were exposed, he pointed at Hu Tianjun and grinned loudly: "You said it? You said it! You remember this, don't let it go like a fart!"

The studio elders who were in the same room couldn't stand it any longer. They turned their eyes one by one, frowned, and looked at the red lanterns that were slowly passing by outside the window.

They felt that if Hu Ping was their own child, they would have killed him with a knife.

Isn't it just a son?Marry three or five hundred more concubines, are you afraid that you won't be able to have children?Tsk, the host has thought very hard about this Hu Ping, but this Hu Ping... is really not a joke!

A figure with almost no sense of presence quietly appeared behind the elders.

If there was a sound of the Buddha's horn, Hu Tianjun and several studio elders changed their expressions at the same time, and black and white mist gushed out around Hu Tianjun, and a large cold light enveloped the entire library in an instant.

'Bang bang bang', seven consecutive muffled sounds joined together, the figure shot out abruptly, and a small vajra pestle more than one foot long burst out with a strong light that could not be seen directly, shattering the black and white around Hu Tianjun The mist blasted fiercely on the backs of the heads of the seven studio elders in the room.

The strong, violent, willful, and raging killing intent condensed into substance. Behind the figure, a blood-colored Buddha statue disappeared in a flash. , Assassinated countless masters, but was assassinated by even more clever and unimaginable means.

The little vajra, like a giant volcano erupting with a bang, one after another with awe-inspiring killing intent, and a terrifying extinction-like Buddha power blasted into the heads of the seven elders, and the seven heads erupted dazzlingly. The blood light, and then 'pop', instantly annihilated together with the soul.

Hu Tianjun stood upright, and his heart suddenly constricted.

He hissed, "Killing Buddha Wuxin...you are killing Buddha Wuxin...you bastard!"

Killing Buddha Wuxin, the legend of Yuan Lingtian killer world.

His identity in Yuan Lingtian's killer business is probably the evil spirits in the ghost stories that the grandfather told his grandson at dusk.

The huge photo studio has used a huge amount of energy, manpower, and mobilized countless resources to find out the identity of Shafo Wuxin. The killers were all killed together.

But after spending thousands of years, the studio still doesn't know anything about killing Buddha Wuxin.

He should exist.

However, no one could find him.

But at this moment, when Hu Tianjun saw the blood-colored Buddha statue behind the figure, some legends related to Shafo Wuxin came to his mind.

At the same time, a large amount of faint mysterious light surged from Hu Tianjun's body, and he almost simultaneously activated hundreds of defensive methods to protect himself, grabbed Hu Ping's shoulders, and led Hu Ping out of the library at full speed.

The library was cut to pieces by countless cold lights, but Shafo Wuxin stood quietly in the cold lights emitted by Hu Tianjun, as if he did not exist, countless cold lights penetrated his body, but failed to cause any harm to him.

Hu Tianjun grabbed Hu Ping and fled out of the study building. He watched Shafo Wuxin stay in the same place quietly, without any movement of chasing after him. Suddenly, a warning wave surged in his heart, he raised his head suddenly, and opened his mouth to squirt out streamer.

A silver Buddha statue with a height of about three feet was smashed down on its head. It was almost to the extreme, but there was no sound. The Buddha statue slammed into the stream of light emitted by Hu Tianjun. transparent dagger.

The short sword surrounded by a faint smoke was shattered bit by bit, and the silver Buddha statue was only slightly stagnant, and continued to be smashed down fiercely.

Hu Tianjun stopped in place, gritted his teeth and looked at the Buddha statue.

(End of this chapter)