Jiang Zhenwu's whole body was full of evil qi condensed, a trace of black mist appeared around his body, and the suppressed strong death qi and earth evil qi in his body were all ready to move, and those who were seduced by the killing intent in his heart were about to explode at any time.

More than a dozen SS-level monks around him turned into powder!

The other monks were all shaken, but one by one they still sat there firmly and did not move, constantly mobilizing their breath, cooperating with the chanting of incantations, and blessed the few thunder tribulation masters in the middle!

Qiao Mo saw Jiang Zhenwu killing, his expression was moved, and he shouted: "Jiang Zhenwu, don't do too much evil." ”

Jiang Zhenwu's eyes were already condensed, and the black light on his body was endless, and he said indifferently: "If you don't want to die, then go away, you want to stop me, and you don't want to die, ridiculous, really when I'm a bully?

As he spoke, Jiang Zhenwu slashed at Qiao Mo again with a sword.

This sword, in the five-colored halo, condensed a black-gray terrifying aura, which made people chill at a glance.

Qiao Mo's spiritual realm reached the fourth layer realm, and his sense was extremely sharp, and he immediately felt a terrifying aura of death, which was closer to death than the few times he had faced Jiang Zhenwu before.

He didn't dare to make a hard connection at all, so he could only turn around and fly to the side, dodging the sword.

However, Jiang Zhenwu swept through with a sword!

Bang bang......

As Jian Feng pointed out, the surrounding Buddha light was completely shattered, and the monks sitting around exploded one by one, turning into a cloud of black weapons and dissipating into the air.

In the blink of an eye, the thirty or so monks in the innermost row had disappeared.

Qiao Mo's stable state of mind that had not changed for thousands of years finally showed a trace of shock, and he had an urge to escape.

Jiang Zhenwu's strength at this moment was stronger than when he faced the golden body of the Buddha in the temple.

Because, before, he had been suppressing the evil qi and death qi in his body.

At this moment, he almost let go.

The power of the pure fusion of the earth's evil qi and the death qi alone was enough to suppress Jomo.

Buzz!

Another sword shook the space, with a rolling deathly aura.

Qiao Mo felt the dark aura of death that condensed like a substance, and his heart was extremely depressed.

Originally, the Great Day Nyorai Sutra he cultivated was the nemesis of almost all the Yin and Evil Exercises, and the major factions of Buddhism had a large number of secret methods to restrain evil demons.

However, he found that Jiang Zhenwu's death aura exceeded the upper limit of his restraint, and he had already restrained his Great Day Rulai True Scripture in turn.

Mutual restraint has always been relative, not absolute.

When one side is strong enough, it can reverse the direction of mutual restraint.

Qiao Mo's Great Sun Aura was instantly shattered, and the Great Sun True Fire was directly extinguished in the air by the Yin Aura of Death, without making a sound, and disappeared silently.

Bang...... Bang...... Bang......

At the same time, there were more than a dozen monks sitting cross-legged and chanting around who died on the spot, turning into ashes and disappearing into the air.

Qiao Mo didn't dare to confront Jiang Zhenwu head-on anymore, and quickly flew backwards again.

Jiang Zhenwu's eyes condensed, he snorted coldly, and did not continue to pursue Qiao Mo, but turned around and slashed out towards the monk who was fighting with Zhang Wenxian.

Although the monk who had already been suppressed by Zhang Wenxian had already felt the terrifying aura behind him, he was unable to make an effective defense!

Although Zhang Wenxian didn't like Jiang Zhenwu to interfere in his own battle, he also knew that he had to cooperate with Jiang Zhenwu to fight quickly at this time!

Zhang Wenxian also stepped up his offensive efforts to force the monk's position.

Phew!

A five-colored black light pierced through the body of the monk master of the Thunder Tribulation Realm, and the sword disappeared in the air, and the monk of the Thunder Tribulation Realm was also stunned in place, his body was motionless, and then he fell straight towards the ground!

A trace of horror appeared on Zhang Wenxian's face!

Is it possible for the Thunder Tribulation master to kill with only one sword in Jiang Zhenwu's hands?

Zhang Wenxian's eyes widened and he looked at Jiang Zhenwu in the distance who stood in the air like a demon god.

The monk's entire body standing in front of Zhang Wenxian gradually disintegrated in the air like dirt and disappeared with the wind.

Not far away, Song Qian and other people from the Huaxia Alliance, who had been watching the play quietly, as well as Yan Qing's three followers, Liu Wanbo and others, were also shocked.

Jiang Zhenwu's strength is once again beyond their imagination!

Yan Qing's afterglow also saw this scene, and she didn't want Jiang Zhenwu to be beautiful in the past, she also needed to prove her strength.

Although she had proven that she was strong enough with one against three, she didn't think it was enough, and she didn't want to lose to Jiang Zhenwu.

Because, Jiang Zhenwu is the apprentice of the True Yang Taoist!

There was no way she could lose to the apprentice of the True Yang Daoist.

In a flash!

Yan Qing's body was full of chaotic thunder light.

The three surrounding monks were suddenly forced by the chaotic thunder light to take a step back, unable to get closer.

Yan Qing's seemingly snow-white and weak palm slapped towards the big monk in front of him.

The great monk felt Yan Qing's attack, and also waved out his palms, confronting Yan Qing head-on, and performing the palm technique of Buddhism to the Yang Zhi, and his palms turned into red gold, like King Kong.

Airplanes......

Yan Qing's palms instantly slapped on the Great Monk's palms, directly stirring up his circle of spatial ripples, and the powerful Chaos Divine Thunder erupted, enveloping the Great Monk's entire person.

Burst!

The great monk vomited blood on the spot, and then the whole person fell down convulsively.

The other two were shocked, but neither of them retreated, and besieged Yan Qing again at the same time.

Yan Qing's hands slapped at the two of them respectively, it was still the condensation of the Chaos God and Thunder, and wherever the palm passed, the space turned into a chaotic-colored area, as if returning to the origin of chaos.

The strength of the two great monks of the Thunder Tribulation Realm is also very strong, one of them cast the secret method of Vajra, and his whole body turned into the color of Vajra, obviously his body has been tempered to an extremely high level, and the other person has also cultivated the Great Ri Nyorai True Sutra, and one palm condenses the Great Ri True Fire.

Rumble......

Rumble......

Two collisions sounded at the same time.

The two monks vomited blood at the same time, and then flew backwards.

The diamond color on the body of the monk who had turned into a vajra appeared dense cracks, as if his body had been shattered, his breath was extremely weak, he spit out a large mouthful of pale golden blood, and fell to the ground motionless.

Another monk who cast the Great Sun True Fire also fell to the ground, and a big pit appeared directly in his chest, and his heart was broken, obviously unable to live.

The aura on Yan Qing's body shook and instantly regained her calm, these three moves, she consumed a lot, and now she felt that her body was almost hollowed out.

It's cool to kill the enemy for a while, but you can't be cool all the time!

Yan Qing fell to the ground panting, looked at Jiang Zhenwu, and then looked at Qiao Mo condescendingly.

There are still dozens of remaining monks and masters around who continue to chant scriptures.

Jiang Zhenwu and Zhang Wenxian also looked at Qiao Mo at the same time.

An aura of death enveloped Qiao Mo from Jiang Zhenwu's body.

Qiao Mo said coldly, "Okay, you guys go." ”

With that, Qiao Mo waved his hand, and the dozens of monks around him who were reciting scriptures all stopped.

The moment they stopped chanting, dozens of monks all fell to the ground one after another, and within a few minutes of chanting, they all overdrew almost all the strength in their bodies, as well as some of their future potential, so that they could bless spells and participate in high-level battles for masters who were one or two realms higher than them.

Otherwise, their strength would simply not be enough to participate in the head-to-head confrontation in the Thunder Tribulation Realm!

A few weaker S-class and S-class monks vomited blood on the spot and fainted.

Jiang Zhenwu and Yan Qing had no interest in killing these monks, they were a group of weak people, and they could be destroyed with a wave of their hands.

If they could kill Jomo quickly, they would be willing.

However, they also knew that if Qiao Mo wanted to run, it would be difficult for them to really kill.

So, the best outcome is, go now!

This place is definitely not a good place to stay for long!

As the birthplace of Buddhism, Nepal is surrounded by the Western Regions Buddha Palace and Tiandu Buddhism, which are two powerful Buddhist sects.

At this time, these two masters of Buddhism may have already rushed over.

If you delay a little longer, you may face two masters under siege.

With the conceit of Jiang Zhenwu and Yan Qing, they didn't want to face the siege of these two masters.

The Western Regions Buddha Palace is mysterious and powerful, and its inheritance is more than a thousand years.

Tiandu Buddhism is the lineage of the Buddha passed down the lineage, most of which the inheritance of martial arts was passed down by the sitting disciples of the Buddha Shakyamuni, and it is also the most powerful vein among the several major Buddhist sects.

Although Qiao Mo really wanted to continue to stop Jiang Zhenwu and leave the Buddha relics.

However, he knew that if he forcibly went up to intercept it head-on, facing Jiang Zhenwu and Yan Qing, who was also extremely powerful, he would inevitably die without a place to be buried.

The Thunder Tribulation Masters have lost six!

Other monks lost dozens.

The Shakyamuni family suffered heavy losses today, which can be called the worst in a thousand years, and the Tiandu Sect attacked the base camp of the Shakyamuni family back then, and there was no such a tragic loss.

Today, Jiang Zhenwu and Yan Qing have caused such heavy losses.

Qiao Mo deeply felt the horror of the land of Shenzhou.

It is no wonder that the Tiandu Sect is so strong in Tiandu and Nanyang, and it can't raise its head to suppress Buddhism, Yueya Sect and the Bright Sect, but it doesn't dare to set foot in Shenzhou.

One of the most fundamental reasons is strength!

Tiandu didn't dare to provoke the strength of the land of Shenzhou at all.

There are several thousand-year-old sects in the land of Shenzhou, and each of them is unfathomable.

There must be many masters like Jiang Zhenwu and Yan Qing.

Qiao Mo's figure floated in the distance, and a one-day aura was condensed around his body again, although he didn't continue to stop Jiang Zhenwu, but he couldn't show weakness, looked at Jiang Zhenwu and said coldly: "Jiang Zhenwu, if you take away the things of our Sakyamuni family, you will always be our enemy, and we will not give up at the end of the world." ”

Jiang Zhenwu waved his hand, put the sword of Zhuangzi into the sword box on Mochizuki Xizi's back, and looked at Qiao Mo condescendingly, his body was still flashing with black light, and the death aura was extremely terrifying, as if he was from the master of the abyss, and said in an indifferent tone: "I am waiting at any time, if you don't go to the rescue today, we will definitely step on your Shakyamuni family and make the bloodline of the Buddha history." ”

Qiao Mo was shocked, and his mind body shook a little, as if he was being targeted by death, and a dark aura of death slowly grew out in the mind space, and he hurriedly recited a spell in the mind space, and a Buddha light bloomed, extinguishing that trace of dark breath.

Although there is no impact.

However, Qiao Mo was still disturbed by Jiang Zhenwu's god-like methods.

This kind of attack that seems to be based on the rules has no way to defend at all, unless it is to reach the same realm and fight with the same world rules.

Otherwise, you will only be beaten!

Jiang Zhenwu said to Yan Qing and Zhang Wenxian: "We meet in the Mediterranean, I'll go first." ”

Yan Qing nodded, the aura in his body had calmed down, and the power of yin and yang had recovered most of it, and he said solemnly: "Be careful on the road, now the Tiandu Sect, the Yueya Sect, and the Bright Sect are all under high martial law, and they are very nervous, so don't conflict with them for the time being." Keep our goals in mind. ”

Jiang Zhenwu knew that Yan Qing asked him not to startle the snake first, and said with a smile: "I know what to do, senior, farewell." ”

He hugged his fist at Zhang Wenxian again and said, "Master Zhang, farewell." ”

Zhang Wenxian also responded with his fists, but he didn't speak, he felt the huge strength gap between himself and Jiang Zhenwu, in the martial arts world where strength is everything, he is already a level lower than Jiang Zhenwu.

It's just that there are not many people at Jiang Zhenwu's level in the world.

Jiang Zhenwu nodded to Song Qian again and said, "Everyone let's go quickly, this place is not suitable for a long time." ”

After speaking, Jiang Zhenwu grabbed Mochizuki Xizi and rushed to the south first, wanting to go directly to the sea and avoid the people from the two directions of the Snow Buddha Palace and the Tiandu Buddha Gate.

Yan Qing also said a few words to Zhang Wenxian, and then the two groups of people also flew towards the southern sea together, and went to the headquarters of the Huaxia Alliance together.

This is Zhang Wenxian's purpose, invite Yan Qing to go over and have a look, and then persuade Yan Qing to join the Huaxia Alliance as much as possible, even if he gives up the position of the leader of the alliance to Yan Qing.

Now the earth is too dangerous, and the Huaxia Alliance, an organization that has just been established for a short time, is too weak and in danger of being destroyed at any time.

If it weren't for the dark invasion that attracted the strength and attention of the world's major organizations, perhaps their Huaxia Alliance would have faced an existential crisis in the chaotic land of the South Seas.

Whether it is the Bright Sect, the Yueya Sect, or the Tiandu Sect, or the Peace Guard, they will not allow a Divine Master Organization to develop and grow in Nanyang, they are all afraid that after this organization develops, it will become a bridgehead for Shenzhou's forces, thus gradually eroding and controlling the entire Nanyang region.

Jiang Zhenwu flew through the sky with Mochizuki Xizi, leaving a gray five-colored glow, which passed through a distance of thousands of miles in an instant, and appeared on the boundless sea like an instantaneous movement.

Boundless water vapor is blowing in the face.

The power of water entered Jiang Zhenwu's body, fused with Jiang Zhenwu's water true qi, and turned into the source of water after purification!

The source of water that Jiang Zhenwu obtained in the North Pole had been thoroughly absorbed and digested, and standing on the sea at this moment was like returning to his own home.

It seems that with a single thought, the entire sea is at his disposal.

Jiang Zhenwu landed on a small island with Mochizuki Xizi.

Mochizuki Xizi stood solemnly behind Jiang Zhenwu without saying a word.

Jiang Zhenwu finally let go of the fist he had been clenching, and a soft pale golden light flashed out.

He could finally take a good look at this mysterious Buddha relic.