Chapter Eighty-One: The Rune Shines

Gu Lun was shocked, turned his head and saw the person coming from behind, and when he saw that it was the same costume as Lin Xi, he knew that it was the chief of the guard, and he secretly screamed badly, but he didn't expect his luck to be so bad, the level of the chief of the guard was not something that he could deal with, and what was worse was that Tu Anlong gave an order, and a thousand black Yao guards appeared from all sides, surrounding the entire leadership of Cangtian. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Liu Qiang stood in front of Gu Lun and whispered: "Protect the dragon head, military advisor, the three of them must not have anything to do." ā€

Several people in Barcelona consciously stood in front of the three of them, and the brothers Gulun and Sima were greatly moved, but they couldn't stop the actions of several people. Now that several people have special identities, they have to give up some emotional fetters in pain.

Sima Shoudao: "It's not enough for just a few of us, send a signal for help." ā€

Gu Lun nodded and acquiesced, with Gu Lun's permission, Sima Shou raised his hand and sent out a bolt of lightning, which was the signal for help when the dragon head was in distress, and if there were no special circumstances, all units needed to rush to the rescue. Distress signals were seen throughout the 69th District, as were signals received in several surrounding districts. The members of Cangtian who were running on the street saw the signal, they were stunned at first, and then their blood boiled, and their boss was surrounded by people, so he turned around and rushed to the place of the incident. At this time, the trackers of the major forces saw that all the bright spots converged into several lines, and then converged into a river and rushed towards the sixty-ninth district, and the reason for this was unknown for a while.

Tu Anlong raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you ask for help?" Okay, the chief of the guard will catch them all." I just listened to your conversation, and you boys seem to be the leaders of this riot, which is really disrespectful. But you're going to die here. Tu Anlong waved his hand, and the encirclement gradually closed.

Hei Yao's guard lowered the spear in his hand and approached step by step, Rao is Sima brother was resourceful and had no idea. The strategy is so powerless in the face of the gap in absolute strength.

"Deputy leader, don't be afraid, Gan Xing is here!"

At the critical moment, Gan Xing, who was wearing a red silk scarf, rushed over with more than 300 people. These 300 people were not in the same place, they all met on the way here, and Gan Xing was also a cadre, so naturally they all followed Gan Xing. Seeing Gan Xing coming, Gu Lun breathed a sigh of relief. The black Yao guards in the direction of Ganxing quickly turned around, turned around with their spears, and pointed directly at the Ganxing team. Gan Xing did not slow down at all, but rushed faster, and the more than 300 people who came with him were infected, and rushed towards the black Yao guards with a roar. Although the Black Yao guards are strong and well-equipped, they are usually bullies, but they have never seen this posture, they are a little dumbfounded, and the spears in their hands can't help but lower a little.

Tu Anlong saw that his momentum had declined, and shouted: "What are you doing?

As soon as Tu Anlong shouted, Hei Yao's guards were also well-trained, and immediately reorganized the team and prepared to meet the enemy.

"Kill!"

Before the two sides could clash, another group of Cangtian members arrived, led by Brother Hei, who also had more than 200 people.

Tu Anlong's eyebrows were twisted together, hanging in the air, looking around, gasping, not to mention that there are tens of thousands of people rushing here, he only has a thousand people, the heroes can't resist the crowd, ten to fight one, Hei Yao's guards may not be able to resist, and the strength of these rioters is obviously above the low-level people they know, let alone so, they secretly made up their minds to capture the thief and capture the king first, it is better to kill the leader Gu Lun first.

Tu Anlong hesitated for a while, and the two parties below had already clashed, hand-to-hand combat, all kinds of light flew around, limbs flew wildly, accompanied by screams, abuse, very tragic. Several high-level leaders of Gu Lun were slowly retreating in the crowd, Tu Anlong flashed, and when he arrived in front of Gu Lun, his face was cold: "I still want to go, and I will die." Grabbing Gu Lun with one palm, although Gu Lun was protected by many people, in the face of Tu Anlong's palm, he felt that he was naked and had no power to fight back at all.

Outside the obsidian castle, it is deserted, usually this is a forbidden place, no one comes, only the guards patrol, today Di Yang sent all the black Yao guards out to rehabilitate, which can only be described as the extinction of thousands of people. A fat monk shook three steps, walked outside the obsidian castle, looked up, couldn't see the top of the castle, and scolded with a smile: "This grandson really enjoys, I don't know if many people can't afford to buy a house." "Approaching the castle, following up like his own home, he drove straight to the Jiuyang Palace, the highest floor of the obsidian castle.

The big butler was strolling around, and at the same time he was nervous, hoping that he was not a strong enemy, and when he looked up, he saw a fat monk: "Master, hello." ā€

The drunken monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Donor, the poor monk is polite." ā€

The chief butler hurriedly returned the salute: "The master is too polite." ā€

The drunken monk stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of please: "Donor, please." ā€

The chief butler said politely: "Master, please." ā€

The drunken monk was still smiling: "The poor monk is welcome." "Strode away.

The chief butler waved his hand and smiled, and his heart was really an approachable monk, with the demeanor of a monk, and his smile condensed for a moment, no, where did the monk come from?

The drunken monk ignored him, laughed a few times, and floated away. The big housekeeper wants to chase, how can he catch up with the footsteps of the drunken monk.

In the Jiuyang Palace, Di Yang was meditating with his eyes closed, and his mood today was surprisingly calm.

The thick door was pushed open, Di Yang Huo Ran opened his eyes, and saw the drunk monk walking in with a smile.

"It's still here, who is Your Excellency, why are you looking for trouble with Di?" Di Yang sat firmly, his eyes glowing with gold.

Drunk and laughed before he could speak: "Lord Diyang Castle, I am a monk. ā€

Di Yang got up slowly, the light in his pupils was even better, his fists were clenched, and the temperature in the Jiuyang Hall rose sharply: "Real people don't tell lies, report their names." ā€

The drunken monk squinted his eyes, looking like a smile, revealing an eerie horror, and ordinary people would be heartbroken at the sight of it. When Di Yang saw it, his thoughts changed sharply: "Monk, you are so gloomy, you are a sin!"

The drunken monk put away his eyes and returned to his kind appearance: "The castle master really has a good memory, you know a nameless junior like me." ā€

Di Yang gritted his teeth: "Nameless junior, you are too polite, no one knows your name." But your Jiuxuantian hand is also stretched too long, and you will also get involved in my little midnight maze?"

The drunken monk laughed and said: "Why should the Lord of Diyang Fort be too humble, the income of this Midnight Maze is amazing, and the treasures received are also innumerable, how can it be said that it is a small Midnight Maze." ā€

Di Yang looked at him coldly: "Okay, I know that you people from the Nine Xuantian are bound to make a move." I'm about to ascend, and after I ascend, how about the whole labyrinth being handed over?"

The drunken monk sighed: "Hey, Di Yang, the monk is kind-hearted, of course I don't want to embarrass you." As he spoke, the drunken monk's eyes changed, and his killing intent approached Di Yang: "But God said that he wants you to die." ā€

Hearing God's name, Di Yang's body was also shocked: "I haven't offended God, why do you have to take my life?"

"Do you remember the water reed you killed?"

Di Yang's eyes were blurred, as if he remembered some distant memory: "So you have already infiltrated it at that time?"

The drunken monk said, "Yes, you really shouldn't have killed God's beloved disciples. ā€

Di Yang was extremely sad and indignant: "Can you blame me? If you hadn't forced her, would she have died? I now know why she died, it was all forced by you." ā€

The drunken monk shook his head: "Yes, monk, I remember that Shui Lu was killed by your own hands." ā€

Di Yang's eyes were red, his beard was on fire, his fists shone like the sun, and all the ornaments in the Jiuyang Hall instantly turned into ashes: "If you want to disturb my mind, okay, I am about to avenge Shui Lu and let my anger burn you, sin, Lao Tzu is afraid that you will not succeed." ā€

The high temperature around him had no effect on the drunken monk at all, and after listening to Di Yang's words, a golden light appeared around his body, and his body continued to grow, his skin also turned golden, and his wide robe also turned into monk's robe little by little, and Sanskrit sound sounded in the air. Not to be outdone, Di Yang was on fire, and nine golden dots appeared around him.

Both of them slowly rose, the drunken monk's body became bigger and bigger, and the nine golden dots around Di Yang's body gradually swelled.

The drunken monk chanted the Buddha's voice: "Mida Golden Body!"

Di Yang shouted: "Jiuyang!"

In an instant, a big Buddha is suspended above the obsidian castle, which is 1,900 zhang high, the Buddha's light is shining, the Sanskrit sound is swirling, and it sits firmly in the void. On the opposite side of the Big Buddha, nine large fireballs like the sun continue to orbit Di Yang, each fireball is 300 zhang wide, and the sun is scorching. Di Yang's hair was red, his whole body was surrounded by flames, and his eyes shone with golden light.

At the same time as the Big Buddha and Jiuyang appeared, a clear voice came out, resounding through the maze: "Fu Guang is shining!"

A pillar of clear light shot straight into the sky, and countless clear light rays traveled from the pillar of light, flying towards the various members of the sky.

Golden light, Buddha light, clear light, three rays of light instantly illuminate the entire labyrinth.

For the first time, the maze that had been red for many years lit up.

There was a call from the village.

Tu Anlong's palm was about to fall on Gu Lun's head, and three rays of light appeared at the same time, and he was so shocked that he forgot to start.

Hearing the clear voice, Gu Lun and the others who were stunned on the spot almost couldn't stop their tears, Gu Lun muttered: "I knew that he wouldn't die so easily." ā€

The clear light emitted by each pillar of clear light falls on the Sky member, and the prohibition on that member disappears silently. The representatives of the districts who had seen Cangyun listened to the voice, and said goodbye to the effect of Qingguang, and they were very excited: "It's the big dragon head!"

"The big dragon head has shot!"

"Long live the big dragon head!"

"Long live the big dragon head!"

This cry swept through the labyrinth.

The guards of all forces were dumbfounded, there were visions in the sky, there were strange noises on the ground, and the rioters went from being chased and beaten to being high-spirited, so that they did not know where to go. When they asked for the faucets, the faucets were dumbfounded, because the bright spots on the tracker disappeared with lightning speed, and they completely lost control of the thieves. Most of the guards were instructed by the leaders of the forces to go back and stand by, and leave the riot alone. The guards evacuated one after another, leaving behind the blank Black Yao guards. The Cangtian army began to counterattack, and the Black Yao guards passively counterattacked, and the gap in mentality caused the Black Yao guards to retreat one after another, and the number of casualties rose rapidly.

Tu Anlong was still stunned, and found that his wrist was grabbed, and he turned around in shock, only to see a small man, looking at him with a smile, but he couldn't hide the murderous aura all over his body.

"What are you going to do?" asked the little man.

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