White Tiger Corpse Chapter Seventy-Six: The shipwreck ambushes fleas

He stretched out his hand to cover the cold woman's smooth cheek, rubbing it gently.

"Ten thousand years ago, Mo Ting Luo Jia colluded with the true demon to secretly plot, stole the vajra, pretended to be my identity and ordered the eight major tribes to launch a surprise attack to destroy my body, intending to replace me and dominate the Sumeru Mountain Realm and infiltrate the world. Thanks to your perseverance and protection of my primordial spirit, I have been able to regain my life until now. Now, I'm going to make him pay!"

Zhao Teng said angrily, waved his hand and released a grand golden light, quickly probing into the pit where the black-scaled giant's body smashed into.

After a few breaths, the golden light was recovered, and the black-scaled giant covered in bruises was easily dragged out, and Zhao Teng grabbed him fiercely in the golden light.

"Moting Luojia, 10,000 years ago you were lucky, from now on, you will be removed from the eight sentient beings!"

As he spoke, he lifted the vajra and slammed it on the black-scaled giant's head, and a monstrous dark mist burst out and dissipated with a dull and mournful roar.

The black-scaled giant's body shrank rapidly in the fall, gradually transforming into the size of a normal person, revealing the face of the square trench wrapped inside.

Zhao Teng's golden eyes were sparkling, and he felt that the Moting Luojia Yuan God in the air had been annihilated by the full force of the vajra, and the innocent body was returned.

After Fang Yan fell to the ground, he slowly opened his eyes, and everything in his eyes was so unfamiliar.

The churning black clouds, the bleak moonlight, the cold cage, the gloomy wild wind......

He couldn't remember how long he had been asleep, and he had no idea what he had done while he was asleep to suddenly come to this strange place.

"It's definitely a dream...... I haven't woken up yet......"

He thought, closed his confused eyes, and fell into a deep sleep on the ground with a slight chill.

In the dream, he returned to the cold cave, and the wild vines, transformed into the head of a snake in the wind, were coming at him

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It turned out that the cave that Fang Yan had broken into was the lair of Motingara.

Ten thousand years ago, after the collapse of the Sumeru Mountain Realm, because he lost the protection of the true demon, his body suffered from the fierce backlash of the emperor's breath in the vajra, and it was completely destroyed.

Only the remnants of the primordial spirit turned into a lingering black mist, wrapped around the vajra, silent for ten thousand years.

After Fang Yan strayed into the cave, Maha was revived from hunger and thirst, lured him to the place where the vajra was buried, tricked him into pulling it out, and taking the opportunity to take possession of his body.

When Fang Yan escaped in a hurry, he was still a step too late, and his men had already found out, and quickly chased him back and took him to the cave to guard until he completely occupied his body.

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"Wolves, do you see, there's a guy there, he's playing dead!"

Xiong Gang lay on his stomach in the wild grass, opened his round eyes wide, stretched out his chubby hand, and pointed to Fang Yan, who was lying on the ground and had just closed his eyes.

"You know!"

The wolf scolded angrily, then pressed down the narrow slit of his eyes, looked at the chaotic dark cage in the distance, and said, "If you don't pretend to be dead at this time, I'm afraid you will really die." ”

Xiong Gang nodded thoughtfully, and said in a humble voice: "Wolf Qiang, if there is any danger in the future, you can go first, don't care about my safety." ”

"Huh?"

Wolf Qi looked at Xiong Gang vigilantly and said, "What, you also want to use this method to exonerate?" I warn you, this secret agent will never do anything to forget his righteousness, and when the time comes, even if you really only have one corpse left, I will desperately bring you back to the Sun Gate!"

Seeing that Wolf Gang spoke impassionedly and sincerely, Xiong Gang couldn't help but feel his eyes moist, and said in a humble voice: "Wolf Qiang, I didn't expect you to be such a affectionate person, as long as I Xiong Gang still has a breath of air, I will definitely not let you be hurt!"

"Huh?"

Wolf Gang felt a little puzzled, and planned to say that, just to prevent Xiong Gang from wanting to play dead, otherwise when he encountered danger, who else could be used to replace the blocking knife? You're so heavy, where can you bring it back? ”

"Oh, then I'll take back what I just said. ”

Xiong Gang turned pale in an instant, turned his head back to the grass, and looked at the battlefield stupidly.

Leisurely, a glittering jade white light lit up, looming in the wild grass.

Wolf Qi smiled, narrowed his narrow eyes and patted Xiong Gang's broad shoulder, and said with his finger: "Seeing Xiong Gang, there seems to be a baby there!"

Xiong Gang's eyes lit up, he turned his head to look at it, and said in a quiet voice: "Wolf Qiang, how can you tell that it is a baby?"

"You know a fart! Baby doesn't see it, but feels it, I feel like it's a baby!"

"Wolf Qi, how do you feel, let me try it too!" Xiong Gang said with a little excitement and wide round eyes.

Wolf Qian rolled his eyes and said, "You just need to take that treasure, and this agent will teach you how to feel, how about it?"

"Forget it! I suddenly lost interest. Xiong Gang's face turned pale, and Lisuo turned his head back.

"Uh......"

Wolf Qi was speechless for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, and after thinking for a few breaths, he spoke: "Xiong Gang, if I take that treasure, not only will you not feel it, but when you return to the sect to discuss meritorious deeds, you will not have your share!"

"Good!"

Xiong Gang glared at his round eyes, and said, "I'll go!"

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The Chosen One laughed wildly, looking at the disciples in the dark cage with red eyes and hideous faces, gradually driven by demonic nature, he felt that the ambition that had been empty for a long time was also filled with a lot.

"Withering in the faint hope and blooming in the endless despair, this is the power of demonic nature. It can allow you to live without hesitation, and it can also make the people in the world no longer confused. ”

The dark branches of the cage stretch endlessly, filling every corner with madness.

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, holding Ren Yuan's sword to guard against the gloomy loneliness, he could feel that the disciples behind the surrounding branches were gradually becoming strangers, and the biting cold turned into a red light, scattered in the cage, staggered, competing with each other.

He didn't know why he was so sober at this critical juncture. As if he had just woken up from a dream, the dark branches around him kept scurrying, clearly spreading in Qing Jiong's gaze, like a wild beast with teeth and claws.

Although Jiang Fei was frightened, he didn't feel afraid, and let the dark branches pass through the hem of his clothes and bypass the hairline on his head, and he was not afraid.

He could faintly feel that these wild and long, constantly moving dark branches did not seem to have any tendency to attack, but wanted to devour the will of everyone here in an endless expansion, and subtly control their souls.

This is really more terrible than death, Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, he had to come up with a way to get out.

Two bright blue rays lit up, shuttling through the endless darkness until they quietly disappeared.

Jiang Fei's heart was shocked, and sure enough, as he thought, these dark branches were constantly slashing at all, and it was impossible to even make contact.

He tried to raise his hand and touch the dark branches that swirled in the air, only to see a trace of black gas remaining on his fingertips, trying to pinch but it was nothing.

"How can I get out ......?"

Jiang Fei lowered his brows, and felt at a loss for a while, so he had to stand alone in the dark branches that swirled in the sky, gloomy.

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Zhao Teng glanced at the arrogant and uninhibited Chosen King standing in the air, then clenched the vajra in his hand, and then looked at the cold woman affectionately, and said, "Shefat, wait until I solve the true demon, and then rebuild the Sumeru Mountain Realm with you." ”

As he spoke, he turned into a golden light and rushed towards the Chosen One floating in the air.

Bang!

The golden light flew little by little, and the vajra smashed on the arm raised by the Chosen King, his black hair was raised backwards, and his domineering eyes were dark and dull, staring at Zhao Teng who was holding him, and said: "Emperor Shi, you are still obsessed after all." The Buddha and I have long been indistinguishable from each other, you can't win against the Buddha, and you can't win against me. ”

Zhao Teng's eyes were full of golden light, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't you want to mix right and wrong, I can naturally tell who is the Buddha and who is the devil!"

As he spoke, the figure rushed quickly, and he swung the vajra with both hands from the sky and smashed it on the head of the Chosen One.

The golden light poured into the air, but the figure of the Chosen One was motionless, unaffected in the slightest, as if the vajra smashed on his head had nothing to do with him.

"See, you can't win me. ”

The Chosen One smiled and said in a deep voice.

Zhao Teng felt a little surprised, when did the True Demon become so powerful, it was impossible for him to ignore the power of the supreme magic weapon of the vajra.

Is it because this is the body of the Buddha?

With a flash of golden light, Zhao Teng rushed into the sky at high speed, and suddenly turned into a shining thunderbolt, and the vajra roared down like a mountain, rumbling and smashing on the churning black hair of the Chosen One.

The Chosen One stood still, glanced at Zhao Teng, and said in a deep voice, "Why do you have to do this? ”

"The Buddha once said, "Seeing the emptiness of the aggregates and overcoming all suffering. What can you count on with this ability?"

Zhao Teng struggled to raise the vajra, and after turning his body around sharply, he smashed on the domineering smile of the Chosen King again.

The sky was full of golden light, and the Chosen King was still safe and sound, allowing the powerful power of the vajra to be in front of him.

"Bodhi ......"

The Buddha's bitter appearance leisurely broke through the domineering face of the Chosen King, but before he finished speaking, he was suppressed by the Chosen King.

"Don't try to defeat me, even the Buddha can't do it, why should you?"