Chapter Ninety-Nine: Collapse
In the midst of the collapse of the sky and the cracking, streams of bright red rushed out of the ground, burning everything in an instant like the destruction of the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The flame that entwined the electric spark was like a meat bun beating a dog, and it never returned.
The black eyes lit up in an instant after devouring the flames, and a majestic, solemn, and sacred aura was released from it, instantly immobilizing the little tree in the east, making it unable to move.
Therefore, Dongfang Xiaoshu could only turn a deaf ear to what Dongfang Xiaoshu said to the third son, but he was anxious for the third son who was lying on the back of Black Mountain.
"Say, where did you get the ancestral fire? If you hide it, die! ”
The majestic, solemn, and sacred aura asked, full of noncommittal tones, which made people dare not disobey.
The little monk Huizhi, who was holding the thigh of Dongfang Xiaoshu, muttered: "Damn, this old bastard from Jizang actually came out, I really don't know whether to live or die, I won't kill you for a while!" ”
"Monks can't swear, they can't swear people, they can't sin and sins, they are good, they are good!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu tried his best to hold back his trembling legs, because his whole body seemed to be crushing a small mountain.
Not to mention the heaviness, there was a voice in his heart that kept tricking him to kneel down and tell the gods everything he knew.
Dongfang Xiaoshu clenched his teeth, and his heart was ruthless, no matter what means you use, Lao Tzu just stood, but he didn't say anything, and he straightened his waist in an instant, straight like a sharp sword.
"Hmph, I really don't know if I'm alive or dead!"
"Huh? Ami, you yin and I ......"
The majestic, solemn, and sacred aura suddenly revealed a hint of panic, and the swastika that had disappeared for a long time reappeared, and in a flash it entered the black eyes.
Then a black and blue light struck the black eye like a bamboo, and the black eye was instantly shattered.
The majestic, solemn, and sacred breath wilted like a frosted eggplant.
The Dongfang tree was finally relieved, and in the midst of a whirlwind, he felt a burst of fragrance coming, and his chest was full of softness, and he closed his eyes reluctantly.
The angry voice did not come out of the dark hole again, and strangely chose to be silent, but countless black shadows poured out of the dark hole and poured into all directions where the sky and the earth were cracking.
The Dry Bone Altar emitted a black and blue light that enveloped the small trees in the east and flew towards the shattered sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph, what I can't get, no one can think of it, the bullshit holy land has been destroyed, hahaha......"
"What dzi, what lotus old demon, they all have to die, they all have to be buried here together, liberated, finally liberated!"
Wu Tianfang stood in the middle of a Force array, reached out and pressed down a spar in the center of the array, and said as if mad at the shattered night sky.
As a spar in the center of the Force array was pressed, the surrounding spars lit up one by one, emitting a burst of white light to cover Wu Tianfang, and his figure also became looming and blurred.
"The Force Teleportation Array? It seems that this Lich Sanctuary is really an amazing place, where can it be so easy to go? ”
As soon as the loud voice began, a demon-slaying pestle descended, and with a crackling sound, the hedrons that supplied the Force array shattered one after another.
The spar in the center of the array flashed twice, and finally fell silent, and Wu Tianfang's blurred figure became clear again.
"Who are you? Dare to destroy Lao Tzu's teleportation array, really don't know whether to live or die? ”
According to the original plan, Wu Tianfang had already left this collapsed place.
Helpless to be destroyed in the end, no one will show too good a temper.
So when he asked angrily, the black sword in his hand was wrapped around a stream of black qi and attacked the person opposite.
"Amitabha, you injured my two nephews?"
"I thought there was something amazing about the young people in the immortal cultivation world, it turned out that it wasn't a person, it was something that was not a human being or a ghost!"
"Tell me the news of Padmasambhava, and spare you from dying!"
A kind-eyed monk, at least 100 years old, has a gray beard, but his mouth is full of gunpowder.
In a flash, the demon pestle in his hand and Wu Tian fought together.
Time can only change people's faces, but they are useless for temperament.
Perhaps this sentence is the best proof that "dogs can't change ****".
"Hmph, it's really a small one, and an old one is coming!"
"Just those two juniors want to stop me, it's really wishful thinking!"
"If you want to know the news of the old demon of Lotus, you might as well tell you that he is trapped in this bullshit holy land!"
"No one knows the exact location, but I remind you that when the holy land is completely destroyed, it will be the moment of his fate, if you want to beat us and continue, if you don't beat me, you can leave!"
Wu Tianfang fought a few tricks with the fiery monk, and after winning or losing, he took a few steps back and said sneeringly.
After seeing that the monk on the opposite side had no intention of continuing to attack, he sighed secretly in his heart and put away the black sword.
Unhurriedly, he put on a black robe, covered his half-human, half-ghost body and the fist-sized hole in his chest, and then dodged away in a dashing manner.
The fiery monks who looked at each other stared at the bull's eye, and they didn't mean to stop them.
As soon as he slapped his skull, he turned around and flew up, scurrying like a headless fly.
Several figures exuding a shuddering aura all floated in when the Wu Clan's holy land collapsed.
From time to time, he flew and stopped, not knowing what he was collecting, and one of the old men with hair like withered leaves kept wandering around, not stopping at all.
I muttered to myself in my heart: "No, since there is a heavy treasure body, and its identity is at least from the family, how can it die easily?" ”
"I haven't seen this person in the living family, strange, it's strange!"
"Fellow Daoists, the seal of the Hell Portal sealed by the Lich is broken, and I hope that all Daoists will help you to seal this place again!"
"Lest evil ghosts come out in a steady stream, poison the world, and cause a catastrophe in the world, the little old man is very grateful here!"
When the sky collapsed, an old man in a Taoist robe stood on top of the dark entrance of the cave and transmitted a message to all directions, and his voice was full of Ci Min.
When the scorching fiery red rushed through its body, it branched out in two strands from time to time, bypassing it as if it had given birth to consciousness, which was incredible.
"It is the duty of those who cultivate immortals like us to eliminate demons, real people don't have to worry too much, I'll wait!"
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