"I'm not the opponent of this junior, but there's nothing to be ashamed of, a junior like this kind of sharpness may die one day, and now I may not live longer for a while. The old monk Zhixi thought to himself, but he began to search for a way back for himself.

As for the words of killing the disciples of the Star Picking Tower and avenging the ancestors, it is just a glossy statement.

He knew that at least the true purpose of the vast majority of the people in their organization was impure.

Some people simply don't want to join the Star Picking Tower, and some want to get cultivation resources from these disciples of the Star Picking Tower.

Don't worry that the Star Picking Tower will retaliate against these disciples because of them, as long as they don't go overboard, everything is under control.

Because they know that they are the Gu worms in the pot, the touchstone used to temper these disciples of the Star Picking Tower.

Some casualties were tolerated by the Star Picking Tower.

The old monk Zhixi said kindly: "This little donor, why don't we retreat, after the test of the poor monk, I found that the little donor has a lot of wisdom, although the practice of the exercises is more extreme, but I believe that the real evil is not the exercises, but people." ”

Ren Wu seemed to be smiling, and controlled the Red Mist soldiers to assemble and kill him.

The dense red mist soldiers continued to rush towards the old monk Zhixi.

At the same time, on the other side, after half an hour of hard study, Ren Wu finally mastered another secret art. It is also another auxiliary advanced secret technique that is in the same vein as the current troop arrangement-Ten Thousand Soldiers God Slaughter Array.

"Old monk, eat me a great array of ten thousand soldiers slaughtering gods. ”

A faint white light came out of Ren Wu's pupils.

The ravines crisscrossed the ground and cracked out a staggered white array.

Above the white formation, there was a silhouette of a vacant figure, and countless red mist soldiers followed.

Ren Wu endured the pain and smashed out 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, and the high-grade spirit stones were spent like flowing water.

The old monk Zhixi saw Ren Wu heroically throw out 10,000 high-grade spirit stones to help the secret technique, and his heart trembled violently.

The top-grade spirit stones quickly melted into the void, and a large number of top-grade spirit stones dissipated in the air and merged with the formation.

The silhouette of the figure above the white array gradually became clear.

The old monk Zhixi sensed that something was wrong, and offered a Buddhist staff with a purple-gold body and nine holes and seven rings.

Couldn't bear to glance at his lower grade Dao weapon staff, this Dao weapon he has not yet completely cultivated successfully, there is still a short time before it is completed, now although the power of this magic weapon is there, but it is not stable, if it is used rashly, it is easy to damage, then the previous efforts are wasted.

But perceiving the increasingly strong threat of death, the Little Future Derivation Plum Blossom Technique he cultivated allowed him to predict blessings and misfortunes and know life and death.

Although he can only predict the good fortune and misfortune in the short future, he has also been saved many times.

The old monk Zhixi sighed, now it seems that it can only be like this.

That's it, it's also my own fate.

The staff smashed into the void, and the Ten Thousand Soldiers God Slaughter Array trembled fiercely.

But there was also a gap in the formation.

Two of the seven rings in the nine holes on the top of the Buddha staff exploded, and there were still five rings left.

At least twenty years of hard work have been put into the water.

The old monk Zhixi was bleeding from the bottom of his heart.

Originally, this Buddha staff was to be completed in refining all nine rings to be considered complete, forming a complete reincarnation, even if eight were successful, as long as the last ring was not closed, it was an incomplete circle.

The Great Array of Ten Thousand Soldiers Slaughtering God was smashed out of a big hole, and the old monk Zhixi took a deep look at Ren Wu.

"Junior, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, if you are too murderous, you will be robbed sooner or later. ”

"I don't bother you with it, I don't know what I was robbed, but I know that I will be robbed today, and it will be a catastrophe of life and death. Ren Wu said coldly.

Chop the grass without roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows again.

Ren Wu took out 20,000 high-grade spirit stones in one go.

The figure of the white mist, which was shaken a little sluggishly, quickly condensed.

Even the contours of the face are exceptionally clear.

The old monk Zhixi, who just wanted to leave from the gap, was forced back.

The old monk looked confused.

Without waiting for the old monk to continue to attack, the Great Array of Ten Thousand Soldiers Slaughtering God was activated.

The terrifying ferocious aura overwhelmingly attacked the old monk, and the old monk's protective true qi was broken in an instant, and he turned into a walking corpse.

In an instant, countless swords and soldiers were added, and the old monk died on the spot.

At the last moment, the old monk seemed to have regained some clarity, with no sorrow or joy in his eyes, and he looked down on life and death. Just whispered a Buddha name, "Amitabha Buddha ......"

Ren Wu picked up the broken Buddha staff, took off the storage ring from the old monk's finger, and then found three pieces of golden paper from his arms.

The robe worn outside has been cut a lot by the sword soldiers, which can prevent dust and fire, and is also a high-grade magic weapon, but it can continue to be used if you make up for it.

Other than that, there's nothing of value.

Lost the owner's storage ring and became an ownerless thing, and Ren Wu's spiritual power probed into it.

In the corner of the inside, there was a small pile of about a thousand or so medium-grade spirit stones and more than a hundred high-grade spirit stones, and then there were a few small bottles and jars, Ren Wu took them out and looked at them, they were all basic pills such as Bigu Dan.

The most conspicuous thing is the three stacks of books neatly stacked in the center of the storage ring.

These books are in the form of bamboo slips and also in the form of pages.

They are the most common Buddhist scriptures.

There was only such a small thing in the storage ring of an eighth-order cultivator in the Tribulation Period, so it was no wonder that he had to do something to his disciples......

The yellowed corners of these sutras are apparently often flipped, and the font inside is somewhat blurred, and there are traces of rewriting and bolding.

Ren Wu was silent for a moment, and an indescribable feeling rose in his heart, but soon this trace of emotion was cut off by him, and his eyes became clear again.

No matter what kind of person he is, he is my enemy the moment he kills himself.

I can respect him with different positions, so I'm going to use all my strength to defeat him or even kill him.

On the transcendent road, there is no room for a woman's kindness.

Dig a pit and bury the old monk in the earth, then spread all the Buddhist scriptures in the storage ring on him, and then bury the pit.

"Let's go over, we should have cleaned up the battlefield in the past. ”

When Ren Wu rushed over, he only saw Pang Yuan and Ai Xi resting.

There were three bodies on the ground.

They were the other three transcendents of the Tribulation Period that Ren Wu had seen.

It was as if the area had been destroyed by a disaster, the land was in shambles, as if it had been bombarded by a dense cannonball, and the ground in a large area was full of potholes.

"Solved?" Pang Yuan opened his eyes and asked.

"Hmm. Ren Wu nodded.

"How, do you feel anything?" Pang Yuan said with a smile.

Ren Wu pondered for a moment, and finally said with a smile: "It doesn't feel like that." ”