"There's no time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Not only the demon lord knew it, but Wu Jitang, who was charging again, was equally clear, and what the demon lord knew was that it was going to seal himself, and what Wu Jitang knew was that it was going to be sealed in his heart.

Then the sealed is not simply the demon lord, it is his noble hope, and all the souls, and he has become a tool of sacrifice, waiting for himself to die slowly, so the sealed things can't escape the erasure of the years.

And this demon lord is unwilling, and he Wu Jitang is even more unwilling.

If one day he can't hold a spear, then he Wu Jitang doesn't know if he is as strong as Han Xian, let alone if he is as lucky as Han Xian.

Of course, that strong Wu Jitang can rely on himself to find it, but that luck, that can only plead, begging those great bald men to lift the seal.

And this hope is just to laugh at himself, because Wu Jitang also knows that the bald donkey is always stubborn.

I wouldn't, as if I hadn't thought about it, that hateful creature had to get out of that place.

The spear that was thrown at the demon lord by himself successfully pierced the demon lord's eyes, and the piercing was his success, so Wu Jitang worked hard.

The cold of blood could not move the sneer in the eyes of the demon lord, how ridiculous it was to see such a thing with a wide range of eyes, and he was already clear, no matter what, his fate of being sealed was certain.

The eyes drifted slightly to the tip of the gun, and the eyes were forced to look, just like mosquitoes, constantly making noise in their ears, and for mosquitoes, shouting is useless, because they are not afraid of sound.

However, the forced gaze of the eyes is even more useless, because they don't care.

The demon lord is really stupid, it's not the level of cultivation, but the battle of the essence of the soul, the soul of his demon lord is arrogant, but Wu Jitang's soul is also indelible.

Eyes, the demon lord was surprised, mosquitoes rushing into the eyes must be painful, and the demon lord's eyes are wide open.

The will of the blood-colored spear, Wu Jitang's soul is the sword, and the demon lord who is so arrogant that he ignores everything must also pay the price, and the spear blade is completely submerged in his eyes.

"Ah!!h

The pain of the soul must have awakened Gao Ao, and it was not too late to wake up, at least it didn't let the spear continue to break his head with ferocity, and the angry fist slammed into the bloody spear.

"Bang~~. ”

The Demon Lord's anger was terrifying, and with just one punch, he smashed the spear that Wu Jitang had condensed with his heart's blood, and the spear was originally made of blood.

The waves of blood spread out in front of the Demon Lord's eyes, and they successfully blocked his gaze.

He must not know that Wu Jitang once again ascended the high platform, his glorious posture, his trembling steps, Wu Jitang also jumped up, or the spear forward.

The arrogant eye is hateful, so the spear is still aimed at him.

The gun carried Wu Jitang, and Wu Jitang's backbone carried the spear's cold cold front to fight the hateful existence together.

"Poof. ”

Before the Demon Lord's eyes could fully exert their effects, the blood-red shadow broke through the blood wave and successfully nailed into the eye, and this time no one could stop it, the skull had to be pierced.

"Ahh ”

Have you ever thought that mosquito bites would be so painful, and there would be such terrible consequences, black when the eyes can no longer be opened, the black must be terrible.

It was already very pitiful to be abandoned by the master, but Ke Ling did come to the wrong place, the place of the soul is inviolable, and the spear that pierced the eyes also turned into a wave of blood and spread out in front of Wu Jitang's eyes.

And the demon lord can't see everything anymore.

But in the end, it was still the demon lord, after a few pains, the trembling body actually stopped, and the face flowing with Wu Jitang's blood had to admit that he underestimated the tenacity of that person's soul.

Although his eyes are blind, he wants to expel himself, it is delusional, and now all the arrogance has already fallen into the dirt, and he has no intention of picking it up, and his fist has already smashed towards Wu Jitang.

The fist wind should blow Wu Jitang's cheeks, will he feel afraid?

Others have fists, and they also have them, and the fists are waved towards the demon lord, this is not a burst of confidence, but in Wu Jitang's opinion, that person is not terrible, didn't he do it before!

"Bang !!"

It's not the sound of fists colliding with fists, but the sound of the demon lord piercing Wu Jitang's chest, does it hurt?

Wu Jitang's soul was forgotten, because he knew in his heart that there was still an unfinished battle, and the person in front of him did not really fall, saying that there was no heart wrapped in his chest.

So what's so painful?

"Bang~~~"

If your own is broken, then don't think about it well, Wu Jitang's fist broke the skin, and even shattered the bones, where the demon lord was distracted, where the ancient Buddhas could not be erased, he was exposed to Wu Jitang's fist.

And Wu Jitang's fist did not penetrate from the back of the demon lord, this was not the last interception of the demon lord, let alone Wu Jitang's mercy, but the fist opened his five fingers and grabbed the distraction in his hand.

Without God's control, what could that body do if it had great power, and it was godless and powerless like mud and collapsed at Wu Jitang's feet.

What a magnificent glory it is for the bloodied man to grasp the heart of the enemy, and he stands above his own heart.

The victor's gaze had already drifted to those ancient mages and monks.

Their compassion was still the same, their eyes did not show the slightest praise for the victor, and the profound Dharma in their mouths did not stop there, and the abominable seal did not stop because of Wu Jitang's victory.

For what, the heart in your own hands?

Then crush him, and the angry courage and the irascible determination have turned into a roar: "Ah. ”

The five fingers were clasped tightly, and the wisps of distraction were panicked, but the heavens were powerless to enter the ground, and the black light overflowed from Wu Jitang's fingers.

"Poof~. ”

Slight sounds, harmonious sounds, broken sounds.

Can Wu Jitang take a breath, what the ancient Buddhas couldn't do, he did it, his eyes burst into a terrifying gaze, and he roared: "Why don't you stop?"

Was the Buddha moved?

They had to explain, and the voice of the empty meditation resounded in the vast enchantment: "Although the gods are destroyed, the form is still there, and the source of the evil cannot be left." ”

Wu Jitang looked at the mud on the ground, and asked in his heart: "Is the source of the disaster?, then I will smash him." ”

"Bang, bang, bang. ”

Creepy sounds.

"Donor, stop, you smash him, you can't destroy him. And this is also the reason why the ancient Buddhas sealed it, it's ridiculous that they can't destroy the soul of the demon lord who destroyed it.

Stopped?

Of course Wu Jitang was unwilling, those unwilling and angry eyes saw that the six-character mantra had fallen into his heart, and was pressing towards him step by step?

Completely immersed in fists and flesh, he couldn't even feel the pain in his heart under his feet.

Approaching a minute, the fist is no longer humanoid, the fist is not the work, it should be understood as the power of the Buddha, the slowly gathered six characters have gathered the body of the demon lord, under the light of the Buddha, the black head emerged.

Is this their seal?

Wu Jitang didn't care, whether the fist was a six-character seal or a dry bone skull, it still landed tenaciously on it.

It must be the pain of the heart being choked, why did the once fierce and powerful fist appear empty, but its strength is not visible, and the sound of the fist smashing on the seal is getting weaker and weaker.

Kongzen's head shook slightly, and he sighed and said, "What's so good about the cultivation world, only endless troubles, endless sins, Amitabha!"

The heart was choked, but Wu Jitang did not fall, the dry bones seemed to be looking at Wu Jitang with a smile, laughing at himself for being played by the monk.

And has he realized the meaning of the 'Amitabha'?

Wu Jitang is not stupid, the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, that is not his own way, he wants spears, burning blood, what do you see about hateful things.

"Ahh

Obviously, Wu Jitang was unwilling, and all the last strength wanted to be gathered between his legs, and it was all Wu Jitang's hope, how could such an abominable thing stay here.

"Bang~"

Does Sora still want to shake his head?

He should have been surprised that the skull seal was actually kicked high and flew high, and the blood was rushing and echoing in the veins again, this is not the place for you to stay.

And Wu Jitang also thought that he had arranged a good place to go.

The eyes on that handsome face opened suddenly, looking at the ancient Buddha coldly and arrogantly, Kongming's head still shook, and a sigh came out: "Hey, this world is destined to be windy and rainy." ”

The ancient Buddha fades away, the enchantment fades away, can those eyes see everything?

Can the skeletal pupils with the golden chains see the sparks that sparkle through the dark sky?

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