Nagarjuna, this old guy is about to explode.

After more than three years of frantic grabbing, in fact, the aura he needed was already enough, but the foundation was not stable. And now after crazy beating, it is actually reasonable to explode in anger, but this kind of outburst will be more unstable.

Maybe the power will reach the full state of his previous life in ancient times, but the side effects will be greater.

"Uh...... Ahhhh......h Roar!" Strange notes erupted from Nagarjuna's huge body, and the roar shook the four fields like thunder.

At the same time, the monstrous body also climbed up, four arms on the ground, and two hands still holding the Zen staff to block. And this time, even if Yao Qin continued to smash, he couldn't smash him down an inch again.

Fan Jianqiang was surprised: "Yao Qin, don't stop, hurry, kill this guy! This is going to explode, don't give him a chance!"

Yao Qin: "Nonsense, you think I don't want to, you can try it!"

Fan Jianqiang jumped to his feet anxiously, and suddenly said: "In this way, you continue to smash, and the four holy beasts also join forces to attack, Qin Yao, what about your spell puppet? Come back quickly! ”

The spell puppet has not yet absorbed enough, but if Yao Qin and the four holy beasts join forces, the power should be about the same, can the old monk really carry it so steadily?

And at this moment, Nagarjuna's Divine City suddenly appeared and appeared in the sky inexplicably. The huge city of gods covered the earth with black oppression, which made people shudder.

What kind of pure land is this, it is simply a demonic city.

And the shadow of this divine city seems to be writhing, as if it is about to complete the final self-transformation.

"Looking for death, this is!" Fan Jianqiang seemed to be very excited, "Brothers, smash his Divine City and let him completely retreat to the Blood Sect realm, quick!"

Once the Divine City is shattered, the Heavenly Soul will lose its support, and the Sage will no longer be able to exert the power that belongs to his own Holy Realm, so he can only reluctantly retreat to the Blood Sect Realm, and may even be seriously injured.

It's just, a divine city, can it be easily broken?

Fan Jianqiang roared angrily: "Hurry, I must be able to!" The combined strength of the three of you is almost the same, provided that the four holy beasts join forces to attack a little, and the three of you will follow immediately. As long as you do the basics at the same time, you can do it!"

Now, it seems that he can only listen to Fan Jianqiang's advice, after all, this guy's ancient memory is still the most, and the routine should be okay.

Done!

So the four holy beasts struck together, and the four-colored whirlwind flew to the sky above the Divine City and twisted rapidly, as if it was about to shatter the Divine City.

At the same time, Yao Qin and the three of them also used their robes to fly into the air, condensing all the power together, and contributing to the strongest blow after the three joined forces.

And at the same time, Qin Yao himself and the spell puppet also calculated the time, and at the same time each released a word explosion spell. Although the energy of the spell puppet was not full, it was also half, and Qin Yao's own all-out explosive spell should not be underestimated.

These energies struck the core of the four-colored wind at the same time, creating an earth-shattering explosion.

The terrifying air currents spread out wildly, carrying endless energy in all directions. The powerful storm blew down the ruins of the Nail Dragon Pass, and the boulders rolled wildly on the ground like legs.

In the distance, all the spectators were blown away and disappeared.

However, the city of God is still there.

It's just that Nagarjuna, who was standing above the Divine City, seemed to be a little wooden, with a look of unwillingness and disbelief, looking at all this in a daze.

Immediately after, a trail of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, followed by his nostrils, ears, eyes, ...... Blood gurgled and dripped into the city beneath his feet.

Then the huge Divine City seemed to let out a violent clicking sound, and then with the central hall as the core, huge cracks spread wildly like spider webs, until they extended to the edge of the Divine City.

The City of God is shattered!

Fan Jianqiang roared: "What are you waiting for, go on!"

"Okay!" Yao Qin agreed dryly, raising the Demon Pestle to strike at the Divine City again.

Speaking of hatred for the Divine City, Yao Qin hated her much more than Fan Jianqiang, after all, this shabby place trapped her like a prison for three years!

Although he didn't have the assistance of the Four Holy Beasts, because the protection of the Divine City had been destroyed and had already cracked, he couldn't withstand Yao Qin's follow-up blows at all.

With each stick, the cracks in the Divine City intensified.

Nagarjuna seemed to want to block it, but as soon as he took a step, his body involuntarily shook and fell to the ground.

It is impossible to imagine why he himself would suffer such a blow once the Divine City was struck, or if the Divine City was a part of his life.

Finally, when the ninth stick fell, the entire Divine City collapsed!

Falling apart, fragments flying.

It's just that this kind of fragments and remnants did not fall, but gradually dissipated one by one, disappearing into invisibility like water ripples.

From nowhere, to nowhere.

As a result, this terrifying divine city, which had trapped Qin Yao and them for three years, finally disappeared.

In the sky, Nagarjuna's huge body, which had been levitating, also slammed down and slammed to the ground.

This murderous and powerful big boss is just over?

Everyone held their breath, after all, no one knew what it would mean for a Saint Realm powerhouse after the shattering of the Divine City, and they were not even sure if the Divine City could be restored.

At this time, Bai Jiahei, who was resting in the distance, said in a daze: "You won't stand up again, will you?" I read a lot of novels, and the big guy in the end is almost unbeatable, so it will continue to ...... Uh-huh-hmm......"

The mouth was covered by Yuwen Shuxue!

"Bastard, Xiaobai, stop crow's mouth!"

Tang Jianxin also said angrily: "If your broken mouth is fulfilled again, I will pick your skin and make a tiger skin!"

Before the words fell, the dragon tree that had just landed swayed and swayed, and he slowly stood up.

Bai Jiahei, who was covering his mouth, trembled, glanced at Tang Jianxin, and felt a little urgent.

You didn't beat him to death, do you blame me? Fortunately, everyone's eyes were attracted by Nagarjuna, so Bai and Black stopped talking in amusement.

Yao Qin was actually tired, and the mental power of the three of them was basically consumed. At this time, if Nagarjuna is not dead, then it will be difficult to do it later.

Yao Qin coughed dryly and picked up the huge demon pestle in his hand, which was about to use the last of his strength and give him a hard stick.

But at this time, Nagarjuna seemed to have become strange, and although its huge body still contained terrifying energy, it showed signs of instability.

The body was shaking, and the battle spirit of the injured and resting Ming King of the Third Dynasty also appeared, twisting in the air like a phantom.

The Soul Zen Staff also reappeared, only to shatter with a click in the air, and then disappeared completely, leaving not even a bit of debris behind.

Then Nagarjuna suddenly seemed to go berserk, and two hands slammed his head hard, and the other four hands tried to pull the two crazy hands, and he competed with himself.

These six arms with different opinions should represent his inner struggle.

Then, he suddenly saw one of his hands tearing at the deformed head on his left shoulder that had been injured by Qin Yao, and tore it off fiercely!

There was a fountain of blood on his shoulder, you must know that it was a head after all, although it had not yet grown up! Even if it was full, this head originally had a powerful fighting effect, which showed that he still failed to achieve complete fusion, which made it possible for him to struggle.

When the head was torn off, the two arms on his body suddenly shrank and withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, eventually shrinking under his armpits like two small tails.

Nagarjuna grabbed the two little "tails" and tore them off again.

Everyone in the distance was confused, completely confused by what he was doing. Even if everyone didn't notice it, there seemed to be a strange aura in the air, oppressive, hideous, evil, cold, and even slightly fishy.

When those two arms were torn off, His remaining four arms were balanced—two trying to tear and two to stop.

Nagarjuna then tore off the deformed head on his right shoulder, and the last two arms that stopped him from doing so began to shrink. Of course, in the end, these two arms were also torn off by Nagarjuna himself.

At this time, the deformed and twisted body began to shrink, and then gradually returned to its normal shape, except for a few scars on the shoulders and armpits.

Eventually, Nagarjuna once again became the tall, but normal-human-shaped monk he had been. Weakly crossed on his knees, his breath already weakened a lot.

"I have done so much evil that I cannot make up for it, and it is impossible to atone for my sins without this remnant life......"

"Amitabha...... Buddhism disciple Su Wuqiu, I order you to be the new Buddha and inherit my mantle. ”

"You have to meditate on the Dharma, the cultivation of mantras is secondary, and the cultivation of the mind is the most important......

At this time, although he was still majestic, he no longer looked like the violent and unscrupulous Buddha and sage, but changed back to the original great monk.

Really, or fake?

Su Wuqiu didn't doubt it, and directly fell down and knelt quietly in front of Master Nagarjuna: "Disciple obeys the teacher's orders. ”

Nagarjuna nodded, looked at a few people in the distance, and said, "I'm sorry for all the things I did before, please apologize to your sect on my behalf." Especially Brother Taiwei...... Oh, what a sin......"

Yao Qin: "The old man of the master is not dead, but the cultivation is basically abolished." ”

"Oh?" Nagarjuna smiled with relief, "That's good, that's good......"

Looking at the way he looks now, it really doesn't look like he's pretending.

Then he continued: "I have a demonic thought in my heart, but in fact, it is the soul that is haunting me. Although it is barely suppressed now, it is about to be unable to be suppressed. I will force the soul out of my body, and you and your friends will kill it as soon as possible. I can kill myself, but I can't kill my soul, it's up to you. ”

Bai plus black: "What are you doing in a daze, he is bent on death, so you let him ask for mercy." Ink and ink, can he wait for the Heavenly Soul in his body to flare up again? This kind of old monster is often very powerful if it is countered. ”

it, a bunch of people want to slaughter this broken tiger.