Ji Yunsleeve had been waiting for Bu Yisanren's order for a long time, and immediately turned around and shouted, "Open the box!" ”

Xiong Zhen, Zhu Qi and others, who were guarding the six-seater sedan chair, immediately picked up their magic staff and iron rods, and slashed at the tightly covered sedan chair. This box is not only tightly sealed, but also has dozens of rune papers posted on the surface, flashing with spiritual light, suppressing the contents of the box.

The eyes of the people in the Jiuli Department who surrounded these six huge boxes lit up, and they couldn't wait to see the treasures in this box again, so Zhu Qi said: "You can control one thing and contribute to Miss Ji." He pointed his staff at one of the chests, and a fire raven flew away, and the light of the fire immediately burned the rune paper that had been attached to the outside. Without the forbidden power of the rune paper, a crack was opened with a soft sound of the iron box horn. A chilling chill that made the hairs stand on end and shiver seeped out from the cracks. This is the murderous aura that can only be found after thousands of killings and drinking countless blood, ordinary people don't need to do anything, just under the impact of this murderous aura, they are already prostrate to the ground in fright.

Zhu Mi threw away his Fire Raven Staff, came to the side of the box, put the lid on the box with both palms, and lifted it hard. The heavy lid of the box immediately slipped aside, and in the middle of the box lay a longbow. Zhu Qi stretched out his big hand and took the bow in his palm. After all, this thing is a treasure left by the former Chiyou, Zhu Mi did not dare to underestimate it, and even worried that this thing was too magical, and he was not worthy of holding it at all. He grabbed the longbow and stood there like a statue, waiting quietly for what would happen next.

The surrounding Jiuli tribe also didn't dare to make a sound, and they watched Zhu Mi one by one, until they were sure that Zhu Mi had nothing to do with this divine bow, and then they broke out into a burst of cheers.

Seeing that Zhu Qi had taken a bow, the bear hurriedly ran to an iron box, tore off the rune paper, punched the lid of the box, and took out a thick spear from it, and said happily: "This thing is with me." "In addition to Ji Yunsleeve, some people in the Jiuli tribe started to open the box, and after a while, except for the long sword left for Ji Yunsleeve, no one took it, and the other five blades were all divided and held in the hands of the people of the Jiuli tribe. Those who are qualified to take these five blades are, of course, people with prominent positions among the tribes.

As soon as these six blades appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of others, they were too conspicuous, not only were they murderous, but under this amazing murderous aura, even the blue color in the Bibo Palace changed, and there was an extra layer of blood-red killing color under the blue.

Ji Yunsleeve also took the sword in her hand, she had already used this divine sword to perform the Red Dragon Trick once, and was shocked by the power of this divine sword at that time, and also carefully looked at this ancient divine sword, when it was taken out from the ground just now, the long sword was cold and light, and the murderous aura was compelling, and the surface was even more light and could not see a trace of flaws, but now the divine sword in Ji Yunsleeve's hand, although the murderous aura has not decreased, but compared with the last time, there have been extremely fine cracks on the sword body, and they are evenly distributed, from the hilt to the tip of the sword. It must be known that after these six divine weapons were brought back to Shushan, the Bu Yisan people used the forbidden method to seal the sword aura and prevent it from leaking, who knew that it was still difficult to prevent the gradual decline of this ancient divine weapon.

As Bu Yisan and Elder Ou said, the more divine weapons there are, the more intolerable they are between heaven and earth.

Ji Yunsleeve said: "The people of Jiuli have committed a lot of mistakes before, and now it is time for you to change your minds, let everyone see what kind of people the Jiuli people are." "Many of the people in the Jiuli tribe are people who are not afraid of death, and they have obtained these magic weapons, knowing that the road ahead is extremely dangerous, they still howl again and again, and rush forward.

Bu Yisan was taking out a stack of rune paper from his sleeve, wanting to talk to Ji Yunsleeve, but seeing that Ji Yunsleeve had already led the people of the Jiuli tribe to cover it up, he frowned, so he had to put the rune paper in his arms again.

In mid-air, Padmasambhava's red figure was shuttling back and forth under the Buddha's boundless palm prints, and occasionally a sword light slashed on the Buddha's golden body like a rainbow, and outside Padmasambhava's figure, the purple and green swords also shot sword light towards the Buddha's gold. Whether it is the Blood Blade or the Purple and Blue Twin Swords, on the golden body of the Buddha, they cannot leave any traces. The golden body of the Buddha is like the birth of the Buddha, which can be invulnerable to water and fire, and will not be extinguished for eternity.

The Jiuli tribe flocked up, although the Buddha's golden body was on a high place, but the Zhu Qi below was holding a longbow in his hand, he asked one of his subordinates to take a few arrows, put one of them on the bowstring, and then pulled it up hard. Under this pull, the bowstring shrank back slightly, and Zhu Mi felt that the strength of his whole body was sucked into the longbow frantically along the two arms, the harder he sucked in, the more he sucked it out, the bow was only half opened, and he had no strength to continue to pull it down, and as soon as the hand was loosened, the long arrow on the bowstring swished, turning into a dazzling cold light and heading straight to the incarnation of the Buddha in the air.

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As soon as the arrow was shot, the suction force was gone, and Zhu Mi's face was pale and he gasped for breath, and he didn't even care to see if the bow and arrow could hit the Buddha hard after being shot.

The cold light flashed and passed, although Zhu Mi's strength was insufficient, but the head was not bad, or the Buddha did not take this cold light to heart at all, when he kept waving his palm print, although he did not hit the blood baby, but the countless Shushan disciples and Jiuli tribes below were slapped to death on the ground. Since everyone who comes in will die, it is natural to fight sooner or later and late, and the golden body of the Buddha sneered in the air, with a relaxed look. Just as he raised his palm and slapped again, a cold light had already reached the front door, and the speed made him stunned. His eyes flickered towards the cold light, and he could see that it was an arrow. And being able to shoot an arrow from below and send a small arrow in front of him is not simple. The golden light on the Buddha's eyebrows was so bright that his face was almost blurred.

With a soft pop, the arrow broke through the barrier of golden light, and did not stop until the tip of the flickering cold light hit his face.

The long arrow was finally exhausted, and without even piercing the skin of the face, it turned into powder under the squeeze of the golden light.

"Humph!" The Buddha finally took his eyes off the blood baby and looked at the person who dared to shoot the arrow at him. The Buddha immediately noticed Zhu Mi and the Jiuli tribesmen beside Zhu Mi, and in addition to Zhu Mi, the weapons in their hands naturally attracted his attention. The figure of the Buddha shook suddenly, and the golden body suddenly disappeared.

Ji Yunsleeve was levitating in the air with a sword, when he heard Bu Yisan shouting: "Miss Ji, retreat." ”