The full strength of the great monk was so fragile in front of the ancient corpse that was more than four zhang high, and the golden-bodied Arhat who was more than ten zhang tall was like paper paste, and was slapped to pieces by the ancient corpse.

The great monk was counterattacked, and he fainted on the spot with blood spurting from his mouth.

Qinglian Daoist was furious, stepped on Qinglian and rushed into the air, pinching the trick with his left hand, and sweeping towards the ancient corpse with his right hand. Three thousand snow-white dust filaments grew in the wind, turning into a chain of order that was the thickness of a bucket and intertwined by countless talismans.

Suddenly, the green lotus under her feet grew violently, blooming with pink, purple, and red petals, she sat cross-legged on the lotus seat, and her left hand turned into a Buddhist handprint, and an obscure Buddha mantra was recited from her mouth, and in an instant, the chain of order of the rune circulation actually appeared on the Buddhist mantra seal.

At the same time, there is a statue of a god on the left and right sides behind her, the statue of the Bodhisattva Venerable on the left, and the statue of the Heavenly Venerable Doom on the right.

For a while, the two forces of the Dao Buddha were intertwined, and instead of rejecting and resisting, the chain of order was full of golden light, and the golden streamer shone in the sky, sacred and majestic, as if to sweep away all the ghosts and spirits in the world.

If the great monk was still awake at this time, he would definitely be surprised. He couldn't have imagined that Qinglian Daoist was a dual cultivator of Dao and Buddha, and even the power of Buddhism was not inferior to him at all.

The chain of three thousand orders coiled and entangled with the ancient corpse like a dragon, instantly binding its hands, feet, limbs and torso.

Snort-sss

As soon as the chain of order touched the body of the ancient corpse, it was like being burned by a red-hot iron, and a large amount of black smoke instantly floated up, and the hard black beetle seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and countless deaths were made, and large pieces of the ancient corpse fell off from the body.

The ancient corpse struggled desperately, but it couldn't break free.

But Qinglian Daoist is not easy, from her pale face and the blood that keeps spilling from the corners of her mouth, it is not difficult to see that she is struggling to support.

Qinglian Dao people won a great opportunity to stop Wen Buwu, but no one could seize it.

Butcher Zhang, Yiwei Daoren, and Wan Qiuqing were all entangled by ancient corpses, and the Tianwu Dao people did not know where to go.

Wu Man'er was lying on the ground in pain with her head in her hands, although her cultivation was higher than that of Zhang Xiaopaw, she couldn't withstand the sharp humming, and the pain of her soul tearing made her can't help but want to swing her sword and kill herself. But even if she had the strength to make a move, she would never be able to stop Wen Buwu.

For example, now, even though her intuition told her that Wen Buwu was doing an extremely dangerous thing, she still believed in Wen Buwu without thinking, and hoped to rush to a hundred feet in the air to help Wen Buwu. She believed that no matter what Wen Buwu was doing, he would not put her in danger.

It's not hard to understand.

Just like if the person who drew the sword was not Wen Buwu, but a Tianwu Daoist, Zhang Xiaopaw would probably have the same idea as Wu Man'er.

Bang bang bang?——

After all, there was a huge difference in the combat power of the Qinglian Dao people and the ancient corpses, and after only holding on for a moment, the chain of three thousand orders was broken by the ancient corpses one by one.

Her face was pale, her mouth was spitting blood, her eyes were dizzy, and she almost fell from the sky, and the statue of the Bodhisattva Venerable and the statue of Du'er Tianzun behind her were only a faint blur of light and shadow.

Qinglian

The Taoist took a deep breath, stabilized the backrushing qi and blood in her body and the true yuan power that was surging and dispersing, her left index finger was drawn in front of her chest, and a drop of blood from her heart was drawn, and the blood was sealed, and she pinched the Taoist recipe in her hand, and said with words in her mouth: "Heaven and earth, with my heart, where my heart leads, leads to the eight directions——"

However, the ancient corpse had already been enraged by her, and did not give her a chance to cast a spell at all, and stepped in front of her across a distance of dozens of zhang in one step, and a fist bigger than a grinding disc slammed into her viciously.

With a bang, the Qinglian Daoist took this ferocious punch, and immediately blood spilled into the air, and his body fell to the ground like a meteor, smashing a huge pit on the ground, and he fainted at the bottom of the pit.

"Haha-" Wen Buwu suddenly laughed loudly, two scorching lights shot out of his eyes, and his left hand suddenly regained his grip on the hilt of the sword.

"Seniors, fate and fortune, life and death go hand in hand, remember the word 'greed'!" Yiwei Daoist yelled urgently, hoping to use Yu Chengyang's divination proverbs to calm Wen Buwu down.

But Wen Buwu's heart has long been occupied by ** and greed, how can he listen to his advice.

The higher the cultivation realm, the firmer the mind, and the more they can control their own **, so the power of the stars usually gives people a feeling of indifference, but once they can't control their **, the madness they show will be thousands of times better than ordinary people.

At this time, Wen Buwu was like this, the whole person was already crazy and crazy, and he left everything about life and death for the sake of the great opportunity.

"Break it for me!" Wen Buwu roared, and his arms suddenly exerted force.

The purple light sword was pulled out of the void by him with a snort, and only a half-foot-long section of the sword tip remained, and it only took one more force to pull it out, but Wen Buwu's hand suddenly stopped.

At this last moment, he suddenly became frightened, because there was a crack in his soul, and if he continued, he would most likely be destroyed and die, so he was afraid.

At the same time, the entire sky suddenly turned red blood, and I saw a large amount of blood flowing out of nowhere in the sky, but it was blocked by the forbidden light curtain of the large array, and it couldn't fall for the time being.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and the blood gathered like a river in a short period of time made them unable to suppress their horror, not knowing how many people they had to kill to get so much blood.

Where does this blood come from and why?

They couldn't find the answer, but one thing they were so sure of was that it wasn't a good thing.

Fear made Wen Buwu suddenly calm down, and he subconsciously wanted to let go, but his hand suddenly tightened.

The ancient corpse that was more than four feet tall quietly appeared behind Wen Buwu, and his huge hands as large as the door panel poked out from behind Wen Buwu, holding Wen Buwu's hands together with the hilt of the sword, not letting him go, and suddenly exerting force, wanting to pull out the purple light sword with Wen Buwu's hands.

Wen Buwu struggled violently, but the black beetle had already wrapped his body, making his body stick to the body of the ancient corpse, and he couldn't break free even with all his might.

"Ahh

The body gnawed at his internal organs.

The sword was drawn inch by inch.

Wen Buwu's soul is cracking inch by inch.

When the last inch of the sword tip was pulled out of the void violently, Wen Buwu's divine soul shattered into countless pieces with a thud like a vase that fell to the stone floor.

The three masters of the famous Sky Wolf Mountain have fallen.

Just because of a moment of obsession and confusion, he is obsessed with demons, and he can be said to be smart and confused for a while.

However, this obsession on the path of cultivation cannot be avoided even by saints. The saints who fell in the Black Forest, in the forbidden places of murder all over Kyushu, are good examples.

The way of heaven is ruthless, if you can fight it, you will not be able to live forever, and if you can't fight, you can only be killed by the way of heaven.

"Wen Lao-" Wu Man'er looked at Wen Buwu who was wrapped in layers of black beetles in the sky and howled sadly, although she couldn't see what was going on inside, she had clearly felt that Wen Buwu's vitality was broken, and just now there was a star light passing through the sky, which was the appearance of the fall of the star's power.

The beetles dispersed, and a white skeleton fell from a hundred feet in the sky.

Before everyone had time to grieve over the fall of Wen Buwu, they were distracted by the mutation.

Whoop -

The big array shattered, and blood was sprinkled all over the sky, like a pouring rain.

The entire ancient city was suddenly stained red with blood.

The sky did not fall, the earth did not collapse, and the shrill humming sound was gone.

Zhang Xiaopaw wiped away the blood flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and got up with difficulty, feeling alive again. It's just that as soon as he wiped the blood stains on his face, the blood sprinkled from the sky poured him into a soup chicken.

Splashed with blood, Zhang Xiaopaw suddenly had goosebumps, and hurriedly ran towards the small courtyard in front of him, but after running two steps, he quickly turned back and ran towards the main hall behind him, because the ancient corpses in the sarcophagus in the main hall flew into the sky, and there might be a few ancient corpses waiting for him in the small courtyard in front of him, so it was safer to enter the main hall to hide from the blood rain.

Bang!

Zhang Xiaopu used a bone knife to split through the wall and get in.

As soon as he stepped into the main hall with his front feet, the sky suddenly darkened, and in just a few breaths, it became pitch black and his fingers were missing.

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

In the darkness, only the sound of the rain was left, but the rain was blood rain, which made people's hearts furious when they thought about it.

Bang!

A sound suddenly came into Zhang Xiaopaw's ears, breaking the monotonous sound of rain and startling Zhang Xiaopaw's face.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The sound was rapid, as if someone was banging on the wall.

Zhang Xiaopaw took a deep breath, tightened the bone knife in his hand, and walked in the direction where the voice came. Fortunately, he has a subtle state of mind, even if he can't see his fingers in the dark, he can see it as if it were day.

Bang bang bang!

"Pawn—pawn—"

As he was approaching, Zhang Xiaopaw suddenly heard a call from in front of him, and the voice seemed to be from the Heavenly Martial Dao, but the voice was extremely hoarse and weak.

"Master!"

Zhang Xiaopaw exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly sped up his pace and rushed forward.