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Vol 4 Chapter 117: Desperate (1)

Zhao Shou took the Confucian sage and heroic soul, and crashed into the thick black cloud with an unstoppable and unavoidable force.

He and the Confucian sage heroic soul were instantly swallowed by the black cloud, and the black cloud that almost replaced half of the sky quickly shrank, and gathered towards the center, as if to wrap and refine the Confucian sage heroic soul.

But in the next moment, a clear light burst out of the dark and heavy black cloud, and then thousands of beams broke through the black cloud, and the clear air and the black cloud were entangled, as if a chemical reaction occurred, and continuous explosions occurred high in the sky.

The explosion sounded layer upon layer, and the people fleeing on the trembling ground squatted on the ground, holding their heads and shaking, completely losing their minds, leaving only boundless fear.

In the face of natural disasters, human fear will swallow up reason and lose thinking.

But shivering and trembling cannot change their destiny. Most people die from the shock wave of the explosion. Every "thunder" will set off a terrifying storm, rolling people and objects on the surface into the sky.

This also includes the army of walking corpses.

In the series of explosions, black clouds were thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Roar!"

A huge fuzzy face was highlighted in the black cloud, angrily roaring deafeningly.

The army of walking corpses on the ground quickly withered, and bursts of blood flowed into the clouds, and the thinned black clouds became thick and heavy again, and the color was splashed with ink.

"No blood spirit technique can be used here!"

In the clouds, a deep and deep voice came out.

The next moment, the blood burst, and the army of walking corpses stood silently.

"The deceased shall be safe."

A deep and thick voice came again.

An unbelievable scene happened. The barren ground cracked and cracked, and the black and crushed army of walking corpses swayed from side to side, plunged into the cracks, and then stitched together. At the first moment, there were still thousands of troops, and the next moment was empty, only left. A devastated land.

The tide of corpses swallowed by the seams completely disconnected from the witch **** at this moment.

Upon seeing this, the Wizard God immediately summoned nine vague phantoms, nine first-class martial artists, each of whom was the pinnacle of martial arts, possessing the tremendous power to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and was once invincible in the world.

Although their true combat power could not be the same as before they were alive, they only retained their physique, strength and energy.

But the Confucian sage is not a Confucian sage in his lifetime, and there is a witch **** in front, the nine major first-grade support, when facing other super-grades, use it properly, this is the nine major power that can change the battle situation.

However, he is against the Confucian sage.

At the moment when nine first-class martial arts were gathered, nine figures appeared in the sky on the other side. .

A person sitting cross-legged on a nine-petal lotus platform, with a miniature sun condensed behind his head, is a Buddhism Bodhisattva thousands of years ago.

A man wearing a dragon robe and a crown, carrying a Fangtian painted halberd, and holding a bronze sword carved with intricate patterns in his hand was a certain emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.

One is naked, burly and strong, with a sturdy snake tail on the lower body, no weapons in his hands, and scarlet eyes as snow.

One was a beast, resembling a lion, with six heads and a small snake with a mane.

Of the remaining six, three were scholars wearing Confucian gowns and Confucian crowns. One of them was the founder of Yunlu Academy and a first-class sub-sage.

There are three others wearing Taoist robes, one with sword aura like a rainbow, one with the power of merit, and one with an illusory figure, as if in another world.

Confucian sage also recruited former strong men who had a causal relationship with him, and the system was more complex and the methods were more comprehensive.

As for the method of summoning, of course it was the witch **** who had been prostituted in vain.

Confucian students of the sixth grade of Confucianism can quickly learn other people's spells and skills, and record them. As a scholar, learning ability is the basic foundation.

At the level of the Confucian sage, you only need to look at it, and you can fully engrave the enemy's spells.

Eighteen former powerful heroic souls fought into a group, relying on the cooperation of multiple systems, Buddhism assisted, Confucianism played control, land sects cut blessings, demons and warriors took the lead to carry the damage, and human sects and Tianzong played output.

The nine great martial arts souls summoned by the witch **** were quickly strangled and cleaned.

"Here, cast a spell killing technique!"

"You can't dream here!"

"You can't summon the power of heaven and earth here!"

"..."

Every time it was chanted, part of the magic of the wizard **** was deprived, and the figure of Confucian sage disappeared. exist

When the Confucian sage stops chanting, the witch **** has lost all of his extraordinary abilities, he has super personality, but he has no corresponding power and spells.

Immediately afterwards, Confucian Sage held the carving knife, already on the verge of an illusory figure, took a step forward, stabbing a simple and unpretentious carving knife, and immediately the wind and thunder roared and the world changed color.

The dazzling clear light expanded like a small sun.

The black clouds were annihilated and turbulent, and the huge fuzzy faces condensed again, screaming in anger:

"Sage Confucian!"

In the next moment, it also annihilated with the black cloud.

The sun is shining, the sky is blue, there is no wind, there are clouds, and the sky is peaceful and peaceful.

Everything seems to have never happened.

The people and officers who were lucky enough to survive looked around blankly. After confirming their safety, they burst into earth-shattering cheers.

Chu Yuan stood still, his eyes blurred with tears.

Huaiqing glanced at him. The emperor of the world was cold and sorrowful. He took a deep breath and said:

"The witch **** is not dead, but the primordial spirit is broken up by the Confucian sage. Within three to five days, he will surely come back. Brother Chu, you quickly go to the Dogon Mountain, let the Wulin League cooperate with the Jianzhou government, gather the people, and abandon Zi's wealth. Evacuate to the capital as soon as possible."

Chu Yuan nodded, hesitated a little, and said:

"Your Majesty, how about you?"

Huai Qing smiled bitterly:

"I don't have a trace of luck in my body, Dafeng is about to perish the country."

Dafeng’s luck has dissipated, just like the three kingdoms of Yankangjing, they would perish without luck and become a part of Dafeng.

Now that the national fortune of Dafeng has been lost, it seems that it will be sooner or later that it will be swallowed by the super products.

Thinking of this, Chu Yuanzhen felt heavier and sorrowful. He didn't know where Dafeng's future was, and where was the future of the creatures of Kyushu.

"Nowadays, I can only do my best to obey the destiny."

Regardless of grief, he moved towards Huaiqing, leaped up the spine of the sword, and whizzed away.

..........

Leizhou.

Yang Gong's body suddenly shook, and the fresh air in his eyes became very rich, and it flowed slowly like a river.

He felt the arrival of Confucian Sage, and then understood Zhao Shou's choice.

Uncontrollable sadness, confusion and hesitation came to my heart, tears slipped silently across his cheeks, the newly promoted third-grade scholar whispered:

"The dean is dead!

"Dafeng...The national luck is lost."

Li Miaozhen, who was in front of the sword, looked back suddenly, sadness and sorrow with cold lips and teeth in his eyes.

The other extraordinary powerhouses were silent at the same time.

"very good!"

Jialuoshu Bodhisattva shook Asura away with a fist, threw his **** fist, and recovered instantly.

Guangxian Bodhisattva not far away smiled, and Liuli was also relieved.

When Zhao Shou left, the three Bodhisattvas watched and did not stop them. On the one hand, they had left a second-ranked Confucian scholar. Their pressure would suddenly be relieved. On the other hand, they also needed someone to block the Sorcerer God and delay time.

Because, the gods are going to die!

The two giants stood in the "silt" pool. One was the Buddha's meditation. After he merged into the Vajra image, a ring of fire ignited behind his head, and twelve pairs of arms holding various instruments grew out of his back.

But the facial features are still vague.

In the other dark statue, half of the twelve pairs of arms were broken, and it was unable to condense for a long time, and the breath had fallen severely.

Standing behind one side were seven dharmas, the aura was like a rainbow, but there was no weakening; one method was broken, and there was no power to reunite.

Set a verdict on top of one another.

"call......."

The golden wind and waves set off, and the boundless "quagmire" opened his mouth, spit out a miniature golden sun, and the small suns quickly converged, forming a huge scorching sun in the sky.

The body shape is still growing.

While condensing the image of the Great Sun Tathagata, the Buddha silently appeared on the side of the gods, and the twelve arms on the right side shot out at the same time.

Shenshu reacted slowly, hurriedly turned sideways, and raised the remaining eight pairs of arms to block.

The next moment, he slipped out like a high-speed train, his legs pressed to the ground, splashing tens of meters high "mud".

"boom!"

Until then, the sound of fist and arm collision sounded and was heard by the extraordinary master in the distance.

The Buddha once again appeared behind the gods, his twelve pairs of arms slammed down, and the speed of the practitioner's dharma was faster than the warrior's foreboding of the crisis.

Shenshu was beaten out again.

Bang, bang, bang...The Buddha kept appearing and disappearing around the gods, his fist was strong and domineering, his fist turned into a violent wind, raging in all directions.

In the beating time and time again, the darkness of the magic phase inevitably appeared distorted, and was on the verge of disintegration and collapse.

"boom!"

After another twelve pairs of arms were beaten by the gods, his body leaned back, but did not slip back, abruptly unloading the force that urged the mountain to break the city, protruding his eight arms, and grabbing the Buddha's four pairs of fists.

Immediately afterwards, Shenshu stomped on the Buddha's chest and forcibly pulled his four pairs of arms down.

The mouth of the pharmacist's magic image flashed with brilliance, and the Buddha's arms instantly recovered. The six pairs of arms pressed on the shoulders of the gods and sank sharply.

boom!

The gods were born and laid down on the earth.

He raised his head and let out a Shen Xiong roar at the Buddha.

The Buddha's face was blurred, his expressions were invisible, and his emotions were invisible. Like a war machine without emotions, the Buddha stretched out his two arms, pressing his black jaws and tearing them with force.

God's mutilated head fell to the ground.

After that, the Buddha kept the six pairs of arms pressing, leaving six pairs of arms held up high.

The reincarnation phase of the great sun drifted slowly.

Upon seeing this, the extraordinary powerhouse of Da Fengfang stunned in his heart and brows fiercely. Without any hesitation, the three extraordinary swords of the Dao Sect rushed out of the camp and rushed towards the Buddha and the gods.

The gods cannot be defeated, the gods are there, and they can barely contain and delay time.

Once the **** is defeated, first he may be taken by the Buddha to the Western Regions for refining. Secondly, the more than 100,000 li between Leizhou and the capital, and the people along the way will be wiped out.

Sure enough, Zhao Shou died, and after the Da Feng Qi counted out, everything turned abruptly and fell into an irreversible crisis.

This is the number of days in the dark.

At this time, Liuli Bodhisattva took Jialuoshu and Guangxian, blocking the front of the three transcendents of Taomen.

In desperation, Daoist Jin Lian and Li Miaozhen could only stop. If they charged, they would definitely die.

The colored glaze Bodhisattva lifted his foot and stepped on it lightly, and the colorless colored glaze domain instantly expanded. It was not Dafeng transcendence, but the way to the battlefield of gods and Buddhas, which could effectively block Li Miaozhen and others from casting spells in the air.

More than that, Jialuoshu's hands pinched and imprinted, solidified the space, and complemented and complemented the colorless glass domain.

On the other side, the "heavy" Great Sun Reincarnation Phenomenon has floated between the six palms held high by the Buddha.

Li Miaozhen, Jinlian, Asura, Kouyangzhou and others were suddenly tightened, and despair rose in everyone's heart~www.readwn.com~ There was no helper.

There is no means.

There is no way to break through the blockade of the three Bodhisattvas in a short time.

The trend is over!

..........

Tianzong.

Under the archway of Xianshan, Li Lingsu's forehead was violently blue, and his cheek muscles bulged. He roared like an angry lion:

"Super-grade swallows the Central Plains, replaces the heavens, and the entire Kyushu will be wiped out. Is it useful to seal the mountain? Will it be possible for Super-grade to turn a blind eye to it?

"It's okay now, it's useless for you to be born, can you **** beat the witch god?

"Go to the special ones who are too unforgettable, the human race is gone, what else is repairing too unforgettable, let's go to the master, the young master just doesn't repair the unforgettable.

"If a good person doesn't do it, what kind of love is forgotten? Didn't your parents be born and raised, all of them popped out of the rock? Forget the love, what kind of cubs will be born.

"The land sects of the people are fighting to death in the front, so why should Tianzong be a tortoise with the head shrunk and join the three sects of the Daomen? Are you worthy!"

Shengzi roared blush and thick neck, and his voice resounded like thunder in the world.

His mentality collapsed, even if Tianzun was born, everything was too late, and then he broke the jar.

"Too bad forgiveness, right? You don't want to go out, are you really forgetting emotions or are you greedy for life and fear of death?" Shengzi took a deep breath and roared:

"Tianzun, your mother!"

Day your mother.

your mother.

Mother...The voice echoed over and over again, and the distortion disappeared immediately.

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