Chapter 190: Let's Go (Final Chapter of the Volume)

(Background Music: A Life, a Dream - Ancient Sword and Strange Tales TV Series)

"Whew! Wow..."

I don't know if the red light of Amber Zhu Aya is somewhat similar to the red light of the trapped dragon just now, the fury in Kui Niu's eyes is even heavier, and in the roar, it is like Mount Tai pressing down. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as it was contacted, the high and the lower judgment was made, Amber Zhu Aya was pressed down by Kui Niu's huge mouth, Tian Ling'er's face was pale, her knees were weak, and she was pressed to the ground by the huge force, and the dust was flying, but at this time, she saw Zhang Xiaofan in front of her from the corner of her eye, and said hurriedly: "Xiaofan, you go quickly!"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't know that this strange beast was too strong, and he was an enemy of death, but at the moment when the world changed color and the wind and clouds changed, in front of the fierce beast, a woman with such a fragile figure shouted to him anxiously.

You go...

The wind, blowing on the face...

It seems that deep in the heart, something is surging and exciting!

The familiar figure and face since childhood are in front of you, and the time engraved in your heart in the past years is surging endlessly at that moment.

What drives you crazy, what makes you sore?

Remembered the sad skeleton in the blood-dripping hole?

Remembered the Well of the Full Moon in front of the Black Stone Cave?

He breathed deeply, panting deeply.

Heaven and earth, the world, is quiet.

Gripping the burning stick tightly, gritting his teeth, the figure of a young man rushed forward.

Just rushed up, rushed forward desperately, approached between the giant beast and Tian Ling'er, opened his hands, and roared loudly, like a soldier who was going to die, like a sad hero, and the burning stick became one, as if eight hundred years of time had reappeared!

Who is heartbreak for?

Who is madness for?

In the furious roar of the cow, he was also roaring loudly, and the burning stick burned with a light that had never appeared before, as if it was a flame of life, burning brightly!

"Boom!"

In the sky, there was a thunderclap, shaking the sky!

Zhang Xiaofan's knees weakened, and red blood flowed out of his seven orifices, which slipped quietly and dripped on the burning stick.

The stunned Tian Ling'er suddenly lightened, and the whole person flew backwards, but Tian Buyi finally arrived and pulled her out.

"Whew!"

Kui Niu roared to the sky, his huge body rose into the air, and the huge one-legged stepped straight towards Zhang Xiaofan, this power was so great that everyone present was shocked, and even Tian Buyi's face was pale.

Zhang Xiaofan gasped heavily, the bones in his whole body seemed to be shattered, and he slowly raised his head, and his eyes were full of the darkness that was pressed down in the sky!

While!

I don't know, who accidentally dropped the weapon in his hand?

And who, in the darkness exclaimed in despair?

A golden, solemn light quietly burst out, accompanied by a cyan light.

On the burning stick held in the young man's hand, countless tiny red bloodlines like blood suddenly shone together, and under the shadows, blood flowed as if burning life!

The intertwined light of gold and blue bloomed from the burning stick, reflecting his face, and slowly in front of him, on the cyan blood-devouring bead at the top of the burning stick, a Buddhist mantra appeared.

"Swastika!"

Immediately, as if it was symbiotic with this mantra, on the chassis of the word "swastika", a blue flashing Tai Chi pattern faintly appeared.

All of them were stunned!

Except for Kui Niu!

The furious beast was already unstoppably stepping down, and the boy who couldn't escape, the boy who was facing death, stretched out his hands and resisted upward.

Time seems to have stopped for a moment.

The heavens and the earth are gloomy, and the black clouds are sinking again.

There was a cold wind, blowing lightly.

There are fallen leaves, one after another.

A figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, rushing down, as fast as lightning, it was the ghost king.

I saw him rush to the ground in a blink of an eye, snatched the red iron cone that was forced out by Tian Ling'er, and immediately inserted it into the beach, and at the same time, his right hand immediately stretched out, and with a slash on the wrist of his left hand, blood immediately shot out and sprayed on the iron cone.

In an instant, the red light flashed, and on the dark red mysterious iron cone, the red light was shining, and in the blink of an eye, before Kui Niu fell, the light curtain in front of Zhang Xiaofan and around it was connected, and the trapped dragon array was re-urged.

In mid-air, Fulongding was full of light, illuminating half of the sky.

Bang!

In the loud noise, Kui Niu hit the red light curtain, the ghost king's body shook and took a few steps back, but Kui Niu was also shocked back by the red light curtain, and he rushed again in a rage, but in the loud noise, he finally couldn't get out anymore.

The ghost king slowly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly relaxed his body, and turned around, only to see that the young man behind him was still in a state of resistance, but the light of the burning stick gradually faded, but looking at his face, blood flowed, with a hint of desolation.

The ghost king stared at him, Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth slightly, and also looked at him, and there was suddenly silence in the field.

"This is the Great Brahma!"

Suddenly, in the distance behind them, the monks of Tianyin Temple came out one after another, and all the monks, including Fa Shan, were shocked and inexplicable, pointing at Zhang Xiaofan and asking, "How can you cultivate the true Dharma of our Tianyin Temple?"

Only that Fa Xiang stood silently behind the excited crowd, staring at Zhang Xiaofan in front of him without saying a word, as if a light flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaofan turned around slowly, slowly, as if every time he moved, he exerted all his strength, until, he faced everyone.

Tian Buyi's face was pale, and he stood there motionless, the green tendons in his hand holding the Red Flame Immortal Sword burst out, and all the Qingyunmen disciples looked at this person in astonishment as if they had seen a monster for the first time, this young man with bruises all over his body.

Behind him, there seemed to be a deep sigh from the ghost king.

Jun Wenxin looked at Zhang Xiaofan in a daze, "Xiaofan-" He lowered his voice, as if he no longer believed it: "These masters, are they telling the truth?"

Zhang Xiaofan's lips began to tremble, as if the deepest fear, from the deep heart little by little, he looked at Jun Wenxin, looked at the master, looked at all the peers in the distance, everyone's faces were so strange.

He suddenly wanted to shout loudly, but he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't say a word!

The evening breeze blew his shirt and fluttered gently.

"Yes, it's the Blood Devouring Bead, it can't be wrong!"

Suddenly, as if the nightmare had not yet woken up, another cry of surprise sounded again, and the green dragon stood beside him, his face full of consternation.

As soon as these words came out, all the people present, whether they were people in the Demon Sect or the righteous path, all changed color.

"The round pearl at the top of the magic weapon in his hand is blood-sucking around his body, and he has the ability to absorb and devour Kui Niu just now, it must be the blood-devouring bead of the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago!"

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