Fu Chenxue waved his hand, and there were twenty-five more golden needles in his hand, there were so many people in the room, no one could see where he hid the needles, and where did he take out so many golden needles?

Fu Chenxue's fingers flicked, and she snorted...... Twenty-five golden needle shadows swept in front of everyone's eyes, and they submerged into Murong Wuxin's Fengfu Four Bai Xuanji Baihui and other twenty-five acupoints.

Murong Wuxin was shocked, and his screams stopped abruptly, like a clay puppet, unable to move anymore.

Xuantong and the others were dazzled, this kind of acupuncture was unheard of and unseen, which made their hearts shake and amaze.

Suddenly, Murong Wuxin's body sounded the sound of a cow's roar, like the thunder of a heavenly drum, rolling up. The roof tiles fell, the rafters broke, and the entire courtyard was razed to the ground. Fortunately, this alley is deserted and uninhabited, otherwise it would be shocking.

The little beggar turned pale with fright, grabbed Fu Chenxue's clothes tightly, and trembled.

The monks were well-informed, but they were also shocked and discolored, such a strange situation, they had never seen it.

Xuantong was shocked: "Master Fu, Murong Shi's major cultivation is profound, and the Nine Turns Demon Zhengang Divine Skill is rare in the world, and he is not afraid of any evil...... What was she hurting about? ”

"Has the Master heard of the name of the God Devouring Gu?"

"Devouring ...... Divine Gu? It was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, shaking Xuantong and the others almost to the ground. As Vajra monks of the Buddhist sect, they have read the ancient texts treasured in the Zen Tibetan Temple. From the book, I know that during the battle of the ancient gods, there was a terrible thing called "God Devouring Gu", which was refined by the primeval peerless demon god with supreme divine powers, devouring gods and killing souls, and there was no one to control it.

Once he was hit by the God Devouring Gu, Da Luo Jin Immortal would not be able to escape death. During the battle of the gods, the immortals who fell under the God Devouring Gu did not know how many, no matter the gods, demons, immortals and ghosts, every time the God Devouring Gu was mentioned, it was all soul-susceptible.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since the battle of the gods, and the monks originally thought that the God Devouring Gu had long been extinct, or that it was simply a vain and terrifying legend, but they didn't expect this thing to appear in Tianyu City, in Murong Wuxin's body, how could they not be afraid?

The monks' faces were pale, and sweat was like rain: "Master Fu...... Devouring the gods devoured the heavens and devoured the earth, devouring the souls of the gods, snatching away the divine bodies, making them the walking dead, and forever trapped in the hell of Abi...... This kind of thing can't even be resisted by the gods, how can we be subdued? Still...... Let's go. ”

"The Buddha said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?' How can we not save ourselves when we come here? ”

Yimiao and Zhengxing were about to cry: "Master Fu, we all understand what you said...... The problem is that we can't kill the God Devouring Gu even if we go to hell, how can we save her? ”

When the little beggar saw that the seven Vajra monks were leaving, he grabbed Fu Chenxue's hand and cried hoarsely: "Brother Gongzi, don't you go...... Is it okay to save my mother-in-law? Di'er didn't want her mother-in-law to die...... You've got to save her......"

Fu Chenxue patted the little beggar's little hand and looked at the seven Vajra monks: "You don't have to worry! The bloodline of the Devouring God Gu on Murong Wuxin's body was thin, and the devouring power was far inferior to the Ancient God Gu, otherwise, she would have died a long time ago, how could it be delayed for two years? ”

Xuantong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly had a little hope: "Fu Gongzi has a way to deal with it?" ”

"This should be fine!" Fu Chenxue let go of the little beggar's hand and asked Xuantong to take care of her.

With one hand, twenty-five golden needles beat together, ringing loudly, like a dragon chanting for nine days. In an instant, the Taiyin Five Elements Qi between heaven and earth rolled in, turning into twenty-five golden dragons, shaking their heads and tails, circling and dancing, just in the number of five or five.

"What a pure Five Elements Taiyin Qi!" The monks couldn't help but exclaim.

"Good means!" Xuan Zhen exclaimed: "Vaporize the dragon, the five elements are combined, the heavens and the earth are shaking, Fu Gongzi is going to take his life against the sky!" ”

Fu Chenxue's five fingers gathered together and popped out suddenly, the Taiyin Qi penetrated the heavens and the earth, and a purple divine thunder fell from the sky and slashed on the twenty-five golden needles.

"Roaring ......" The wind and clouds flew, and the thunder helped Long Wei, and the twenty-five little dragons were all dyed purple by the thunder light, and they chanted in unison, drilling into the tail of the golden needle, penetrating into Murong Wuxin's meridians.

"Moo-" The sound of the bull's roar became more and more violent, and the voice revealed unwillingness and fear.

Murong Wuxin's body sometimes swelled like a ball, sometimes thin like a skeleton, big and small, long and short, as if something was fighting in her body, trying her best to rush out. Twenty-five golden needles firmly protected her heart and Mud Pill Palace, and twenty-five purple dragons shuttled vertically and horizontally, like the scorching sun and snow, and all the ghosts and spirits retreated.

"Kill me......" Murong Wuxin's mouth was soaked with purple and black blood, his face was hideous, his hands and feet twitched wildly, this pain was a thousand times more terrible than Ling Chi, and she was as strong as she couldn't bear it.

Murong Wuxin is the last generation of Qingluo Emperor, with the blood of the gods and sharks, she was a famous god general decades ago, invincible, unparalleled in appearance, frightened in neon clothes, looking at the world, and was once the goddess in the dreams of countless men. Who would have thought that a generation of imperial daughters would end up like this decades later? No wonder Xuantong and others sighed.

Fu Chenxue slapped her backhand and gently patted Murong Wuxin's back.

"Poof......" Murong Wuxin was struck by lightning, his body shook violently, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

A snake-like thing flashed in the black blood mist, turning into nine blood shadows, with a human face and a snake body, eyebrows and eyes, similar to Murong Wuxin's face, bursting out, and arrows shot at the seven King Kong monks, little beggars and Fu Chenxue.

"Demon, you dare-" Xuantong and the others were shocked, and they all ran the Vajra Prajna Zen Gong, and the monk's robe was like a cloud, wanting to sweep away the blood shadow that was shot.

The little beggar was completely stunned, the God Devouring Gu was not something she could resist at all.

At the last moment, Fu Chenxue's left hand quickly reached out, and a palm turned into nine long rainbows, splitting the light and catching the shadows, and catching all the nine blood shadows in his hand.

The sound of the bull's roar rose again, the sky thundered, the blood light surged, and the god-devouring Gu turned into a nine-headed great demon god and appeared in the void, with a human face and a snake body, black mist rolling, and nine huge mouths opened together, wanting to swallow Fu Chenxue's little beggar and the seven monks of King Kong together.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang - Suppression!" Fu Chenxue slapped it with her backhand, and the starry sky landed suddenly, and the nine demons were inescapable, and they exploded together, and the sound of the cow's roar turned into a hundred ghosts' night howls, and the thunder and lightning and blood light dissipated.

"Hey, where's the nine-headed monster? Brother Childe, did you kill it? The little beggar broke free from Xuantong and ran happily to Fu Chenxue.

Fu Chenxue spread out his palms, and everyone looked over, and saw a two-inch monster lying in the palm of his hand, like an insect but not a worm, like a snake but not a snake, with a snake body and nine heads, each with a ghost face on its head, similar to Murong Wuxin seven or eight points, eerie, looking at everyone coldly.

The seven monks of King Kong were all terrified and terrified.

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