Chapter 709: Burning Life
The incomparably sharp river of blood easily pierced the defenseless deceased, and the demon king's hand shook with a twist, and countless bright red blood streaks spread rapidly along the part where the deceased was pierced.
Gong Xu looked at the deceased Buddha's right palm, which had reached his chest, the deceased was like a burning sun, making people dare not look directly, even if he knew that he would disappear in a moment in the raging aura of the mound, but this shocking blow, Gong Xu was still not sure to bear it.
At this moment, Gong Xu saw hope, because he could feel that the deceased's body was slightly stunned, and it was at this moment that he saw the blood-colored sword tip, piercing the deceased's back.
However, this insignificant meal, although it could not resolve Gong Xu's danger, gave him a chance to react. Gong Xu didn't say a word, he took the child over and threw it at the deceased's right palm, he wanted to die together, at least there was a cushion!
Rumble!
Without the slightest pause, it seems that the puppeteer has made up his mind to die and has the heart to kill Gong Xu. The right palm of the deceased was mercilessly imprinted on the child's body, and the child, who was as hard as iron, was imprinted by the Buddha's palm, and countless Buddha lights came out of the body in an instant, and almost instantly, the child's body collapsed!
Gong Xu's scalp suddenly became numb, he was not afraid of being powerful, he was afraid of dying!
At this moment, even if it was too late for his right hand to change, Gong Xu only had time to protect his hideous right arm in front of him, and in a hurry, a Vajra enchantment could be displayed on his right arm.
Bang!
In front of the deceased's full force, the Vajra Barrier seemed to be papier-mΓ’chΓ©, shattering at the touch of a button.
That's it, the palm of the deceased first shattered the puppeteer's body, and then shattered the Vajra Enchantment, even so, Gong Xu felt as if he was hit head-on by a speeding train.
He only felt a sharp pain in his right arm, and then his right arm was smashed in his chest, with a muffled bang, Gong Xu only felt that his blood was churning, and his eyes were black, and the whole person flew out sideways, and fell heavily into the pile of rubble in the base of the tower.
The blood sword in the demon king's right hand was suddenly withdrawn, and the whole person retreated sharply, and he was also surprised in his heart.
A strong man in the Bodhisattva realm, even if the lamp runs out, it is still not something he can try lightly.
The blood-colored lines instantly spread to the whole body of the deceased along the pierced wound, and the deceased was like the scorching sun, making people dare not look directly, but this kind of brilliance, I don't know why, reminds people of the downward gaze when the sun sets, and can't help but make people's hearts slightly sour.
The deceased turned around slowly, without the slightest anger between his eyes, his eyes were full of compassion, his hands were folded, and he chanted a Buddha name: "Amitabha, thank you for saving the poor monks." β
Yes, at the last moment, the consciousness of the deceased was finally freed from the control of the puppeteer, the powerful cultivation and will, and at the moment when the puppeteer died, at the moment when the deceased was about to be swallowed by the breath of the yozuka, the deceased found himself.
Chaowen said, and died at night. The deceased's face was calm, and he looked at the nervous demon clan lightly, and the golden Buddha light suddenly bloomed along the blood-colored lines. The deceased is like a passing star, and in the last second of his life, he blooms with the glory of a lifetime.
The golden light instantly brightened to the extreme, and the body and soul of the deceased also dissolved, where the deceased stood, the space suddenly became disordered, and the raging aura swept irregularly, spreading......
"Stand back!"
The Demon King didn't dare to be careless at all, such a chaotic spatial turbulence was enough to swallow everything around him, because he saw the indestructible tower base door frame, which was swallowed up by the turbulence into a big hole.
The spatial turbulence comes and goes quickly, if it weren't for a semi-circular pit on the ground, and the tower base behind it was swallowed up into a large circular hole, the demon clan would have thought that everything in front of them was an illusion.
This is the strong! Even when he was dying, he regained his consciousness and controlled his own strength at the last second of disappearance, otherwise, no one present would be spared.
For the first time, the demon king felt that death was so close to him, and he couldn't help but be afraid for a while, he was very curious, what did Gong Xu do at the last moment, was it a mistake, or was it premeditated? In any case, avoiding being involved in the whirlpool of the disappearance of the strong is a great luck in misfortune, obviously, whether it is that child or a puppeteer, he planned to destroy everything here from the beginning, but unfortunately, he calculated everything, but he did not calculate, and the strong man regained his consciousness at the last moment.
"Ahem, ahem......"
A dull coughing sound came from the base of the tower, and everyone rushed in, only to see Gong Xu struggling to crawl out of the pile of rubble, and before he could speak, a mouthful of blood spurted everywhere.
"Old Eleven, what treasure did you find?"
At this moment, the demon king was not hypocritical, and asked Gong Xu directly.
Gong Xu rubbed his chest, if it weren't for the killing and his own fusion, Gong Xu had the bones of the powerful Yaksha King, even this time, his right arm would definitely be useless, and his chest cavity would have collapsed a long time ago, and his heart would definitely be pierced by the broken ribs. However, at this time, even though the hardware was very powerful, Gong Xu's internal organs were strongly impacted, his chest was extremely uncomfortable, and just as he was about to speak, another mouthful of blood spurted out.
stroked his chest, spit out two mouthfuls of blood in succession, his chest felt much better, at least it was no longer so stuffy, and his breath was much smoother.
The demon king didn't urge, just looked at Gong Xu quietly, waiting for his answer.
"Not sure, but there must be something important here, otherwise that puppeteer wouldn't have fought to destroy this place. Gong Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and the breath in his body quickly recovered the injured tissues.
"It's solid here, and with the blessing of the war enchantment, it can't be that there are no treasures at all, right?" Han Biao walked up to Gong Xu with a gloomy face, his face not good.
Gong Xu glanced up at the Demon King, who seemed to be considering what Gong Xu said, and was indifferent to Han Biao's performance.
Gong Xu couldn't help sighing, the cunning rabbit died, the lackey cooked, if he broke the war barrier, he would be useless, whether he lived or died depended on the face of the eldest brother.
"What are you asking!" Han Biao got the Demon King's tacit consent, and he was even more unscrupulous, kicking Gong Xu on his back and facing the sky.
"Cough, cough ......" Gong Xu coughed violently while holding his chest, the whole person curled up, and said weakly: "I was chased and killed as soon as I came in, and I didn't have time to investigate." β
Han Biao was dissatisfied and kicked Gong Xu in the waist again, Gong Xu curled up deeper, and said with a panicked face: "The building on the right side of the city gate passed through several rooms when I escaped, and there was nothing in it, but the building on the left side of the city gate was intact, and there must be treasures in it." β
Looking at Gong Xu's panicked face, Han Biao laughed weirdly, glanced at the Demon King, and said, "Let's go to the right side of the city gate!"