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The Silver Horn Saint King smirked and threw the sword in his hand at Yuantong! A black light slashed out like lightning, piercing the center of Yuantong's eyebrows.

While!

At this critical moment, it was the silver spear of the white-faced young man who blocked the blow.

The Silver Horn Saint King frowned slightly, glanced at the white-faced young general, and said in a cold voice, "Old ghost, aren't you still dead?" ”

The white-faced young man was splashed with blood from this shock, he gasped and smiled, his smile was a little cruel: "I have been trapped by you for so long, and I finally have a chance to get out of trouble today, how can I die easily?" ”

"Humph! Opportunity? I was delusional, today is just two more people to be your companion, you will be my puppet forever, don't think about the day of transcendence! ”

The Silver Horn Saint King waved his hand at the white-faced young general, and the white-faced young general's eyes were fixed, and the silver spear was on guard.

"Be careful!" Yuantong shouted, the Silver Horn Saint King's action turned out to be a false move, and the next moment, he rushed to Shen Lin in one step, and waved his hand is a black gas, knocking Shen Lin into the air.

Burst!

Shen Lin felt that his whole body was about to shatter, and he fell straight into the distance, slamming to the ground hard, and his internal organs were about to shift.

"Amitabha!" Yuantong recited a Buddha name, and suddenly made an incomparably complicated seal.

Eighteen delicate mahogany Buddha statues flew out of his body, swirling around him.

These Buddha statues burst with golden light, and each side showed the phantom of the immovable king, and a huge chanting of Buddhist scriptures echoed between heaven and earth.

Seeing Yuantong's appearance, the Silver Horn Saint King narrowed his eyes, and his expression was rare and solemn.

"What kind of means is this? There is even coercion close to the four realms? The Silver Horn Saint King's tone was a little surprised.

Yuantong slowly walked between Shen Lin and the Silver Horn Saint King, blocked Shen Lin, and said in a deep voice: "Although you are the master of the Demon Realm, I feel that your cultivation is only the Three Realms, and it is not much different from me, only with the help of the power of this formation, can you have the strength to surpass us." ”

The Silver Horn Saint King's face changed: "So what? ”

Yuantong smiled, and for the first time, there was a trace of sophistication on his slightly innocent face.

"I can't learn Shen Lin's way of thinking now, but I'm trying to learn. In today's war, we were originally dead, but I didn't expect you to appear. ”

The Silver Horn Saint King's face became more and more reluctant, but he still sneered: "What do you mean? ”

"Since you can't hold your breath, it means that your mastery of this formation is getting out of control."

The Silver Horn Saint King was silent.

After a long time, he chuckled lightly and said, "You're right, this demon realm has existed for too long, the rules of heaven and earth have changed, and the formation has become more and more unmaintainable. ”

"But that's nothing." The Silver Horn Saint King shook his head, "Killing you is enough. ”

After saying this, the Silver Horn Saint King struck again.

His two hands shook at the same time, two black qi condensed, and a magic sword appeared in each of his left and right hands, and he slashed at Yuantong is demonic qi.

Yuantong pushed it flat with both hands, and the eighteen statues flew out together, spinning in mid-air, rippling with golden light, instantly canceling out the demonic energy.

But this was just a false move by the Silver Horn Saint King, and his body shook, and the next moment he appeared behind Yuantong.

Boom!

With a punch like Hong Zhongda, Yuantong's immovable golden body shook and erupted into a spark.

Yuantong staggered forward a few steps, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his lips.

He turned around, and he also punched at the Silver Horn Saint King, and the eighteen Buddha cards roared into a string and rushed towards the Silver Horn Saint King.

"It's not enough to see!" The Silver Horn Saint King sneered, his hand was filled with black gas, and he slapped it at the Buddha card.

The amulet card and the black gas constantly collided and squeezed, making a sharp sound that made people feel sore.

At this moment, a silver frost seemed to pierce the sky and stabbed behind the Silver Horn Saint King.

The Silver Horn Saint King's face changed, and he turned around suddenly, grabbing the silver spear that was stabbing at him.

Whoa! The amulet broke through the barrier of black qi and hit the back of the Silver Horn Saint King.

The Silver Horn Saint King let out a muffled snort, grabbed the silver spear with one hand, and pulled it violently, pulling the white-faced young general in front of him.

"Old ghost! Get out of here! ”

The Silver Horn Saint King roared angrily and threw the white-faced young general out.

The white-faced young man fell heavily into the distance, rolling more than a dozen times before stopping, blood vomiting wildly in his mouth, struggling and unable to get up again.

He turned around and sneered and rushed towards Yuantong.

Eighteen Buddhist cards were rolling, Yuantong and the Silver Horn Saint King were fighting together, and both of them had no reservations at this time, and the fight was earth-shattering. The golden light and demonic energy reflected each other, and everywhere they went, the earth cracked, and the gravel dust flew up, like two tumbling beasts.

Shen Lin lay on the ground, listening to the sound of battle coming from the side, and he didn't have any strength in his body.

The internal organs seem to be broken, and I don't know how many bones are broken all over the body, and I want to help Yuantong, but I can't get up.

He listened quietly to the dull sound of collision, just hoping that YTO would win the final victory.

……

Boom!

I don't know how long the fight lasted, and a figure fell heavily beside Shen Lin, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Shen Lin turned his head with great effort to see that Yuantong's face was pale, and the blood all over his body was constantly flowing, and he was extremely weak.

The Silver Horn Saint King slowly walked in front of the two of them and looked at them condescendingly.

His appearance was also uncomfortable, the black robe on his body was full of scorched marks, and his already pale face looked even more bloodless, panting slightly.

"You little things have caused so much trouble to the deity, but it doesn't matter, it's all over."

The Silver Horn Saint King spoke slowly, his tone extremely indifferent.

He raised a hand and slowly condensed a black sword.

"I will turn you into ghosts and my slaves, and then I will punish you for my disrespect."

Yuantong turned his face and smiled at Shen Lin, his lips moving slightly.

Shen Lin struggled to interpret Yuantong's lips, and couldn't help but ask, "What?" ”

"It's now!" Yuantong roared, jumped up with all his strength, and his hands were folded heavily, forming a handprint!

"Qi Suoyin! Karma-ridden! ”

From Yuantong's body, thousands of golden rays of light emitted, like ropes, which suddenly wrapped the Silver Horn Saint King into a knot.

The Silver Horn Saint King struggled for a moment, but he didn't break free, he sneered: "Dying struggle, this kind of thing, also wants to hurt me?" ”

"Shen Lin!" Yuantong's eyes were split, and he shouted loudly.

Shen Lin shook his head and struggled to get up slowly.

Looking at Shen Lin's movements, the Silver Horn Saint King's pupils shrank, and he sneered: "This kid is the weakest one, what's the use of you calling him?" ”

Yuantong didn't speak, concentrating all his strength to cast a spell to trap the Silver Horn Saint King.

Shen Lin stood up straight and suddenly smiled silently.

"Really? Then why were you the first to strike at me from the beginning? ”

Shen Lin looked at Yuantong and said, "Originally, I wasn't sure, but now ...... I understand. ”

The Silver Horn Saint King's face changed, and he began to struggle desperately, and the black qi around him came out violently.

Yuantong's appearance became more and more difficult, but he still held on, just not letting the Silver Horn Saint King get out.

Shen Lin stretched out his hand and tapped it, and ten bottles of Xiaozhuang Spirit Liquid appeared in front of him.

He opened a bottle and drank it, and said softly, "Because there is something on my body that threatens you!" So...... You're scared! ”

Shen Lin closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to hook the four imprints of heaven and earth law on the yin-yang mirror.

The supernatural power that had emptied his spiritual sense before was running again.

Shen Lin quickly opened the second bottle of Xiao Zhuang Spirit Liquid and drank it.

It was only a short moment before his spiritual sense was exhausted again, and Shen Lin opened the third bottle...... Fourth Bottle...... Until the tenth bottle is clean.

Yin and Yang vertical eyes appeared on his forehead, and a ray of light emitted and shone on the body of the Silver Horn Saint King.

"What are you going to do! The deity wants to send you to the boundless hell, so that you will live forever and never be reborn! The Silver Horn Saint King's face distorted, and he shouted hideously.

"It seems...... Not enough! ”

Shen Lin took out another ten bottles of Xiaozhuang Spirit Liquid and quickly poured them all.

Sou!

The light shining on the Silver Horn Saint King suddenly mutated.

A little bit of darkness appeared, extremely black, like an undetectable black hole.

With the appearance of this extremely tiny black hole, the surrounding space trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

"Nope! No! The Silverhorn Saint King let out a desperate roar.

His body started from the place where Shen Lin's light shone, and suddenly a crack appeared, and then the crack continued to expand, quickly spreading to his whole body.

The Silver Horn Saint King let out a last unwilling roar, and the whole person completely shattered into countless pieces, and then turned into a diffuse black qi, dissipating in the wind little by little.