Chapter 118: Goodbye

"Whew!"

A firework slowly rose into the air from inside the capital and exploded above the capital. This firework is a little different from ordinary fireworks, even in the daytime, it is clearly visible, and you can see brilliant flames falling in all directions, and finally leaving a gesture in midair.

An aboriginal of the world muttered, "This is... Three? It's strange, why do people set off such strange fireworks in broad daylight, could it be that whose child has passed the third birthday? ”

Not far away, a player smashed it and said, "Why do I think this means OK?" ”

This gesture was incomparably huge, covering nearly one-third of the capital, and it was clearly visible even from a hundred miles away. Richard of the hundred-mile temple looked up and saw this scene, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

After a sword forced back the incompetent, Richard suddenly made a move that surprised the other four, only to see him Ling Bo move with all his strength, turn around and go in the direction away from Dadu, his body was like a ghost, and he was already a hundred feet away in an instant.

"Muskmelon, leave !!"

The spirit boy drank violently, and forcibly raised his internal strength to catch up with Richard, and the God Destroying Palm was instantly activated, and the dark red palm went towards Richard's back.

"If you're done and don't leave, be like you? Bye-bye. ”

As if he had eyes on his back, Richard stabbed out with a backhand sword, heading straight for the spirit child's palm. Ling Tong's face changed drastically and he immediately wanted to stop, but he was still a step too late, and the next moment the sword pierced his palm, and the high temperature on the sword body instantly evaporated the blood into a Dao blood mist and sucked it into the sword body.

There was a soft groan from within the sword, revealing a sense of satisfaction.

The spirit boy screamed and hurriedly pulled back, looking at the wound in his palm, only to see that the wound was pitch black all around, as if it had been burnt meat!

He raised his head and looked behind him, only to see Emperor Yu and Wu Shengsheng standing in place as if they had been immobilized by someone, and their expressions were sluggish. He couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and said angrily: "What are you two looking at, why don't you chase after it!" ”

Emperor Yu and Wu Yongsheng came back to their senses at this time, the two looked at each other, turned around and ran towards the capital without saying a word, and now the two of them have only one thought in their hearts - Wan'an Temple, something happened!

"Pranya, you and the spirit boy go after Ximen melon. Just hang from afar, don't fight him, you two are no match for him. If he turns back and strikes you, you run. I and Brother Yuhuang will go back to Dadu! ”

It wasn't until after the two of them left, that the voice of the incompetently won sounded in the ears of Lingtong and Panruo. Lingtong was shocked, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart when he looked in the direction of the capital, and then he suppressed this feeling fiercely, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Pranya, let's go chase Ximen melon!" ”

On the other side, Emperor Yu and Wu Nengsheng quickly returned to the outside of the capital, and Si Hanfei and Bashi Ba, who were in the middle of a battle outside the city, saw that their faces changed at the same time, and their faces showed two diametrically opposed expressions.

Ba Shiba looked happy and asked loudly, "But you succeeded?" ”

Si Hanfei looked nervous and asked sharply, "How is Meng Hanfei doing!" ”

Wu Yisheng said in a deep voice: "Panchen, did you see the fireworks in the capital just now?" When Ximenggua saw the fireworks, he immediately said that it was done, and ran away without looking back. There may be an accident at Wan'an Temple! ”

Bashi Baba's face immediately changed, the joy on his face disappeared, and turned into surprise and disbelief, and there was a small flaw in the qi on his body because of this.

Si Hanfei seized this opportunity and made a brazen move, and the spear in his hand was like a poisonous dragon out of the mire, and it slammed into the body of Bashi Ba.

Bashiba's body was pierced, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on his body. He snorted in pain and landed on Si Hanfei with his backhand, and Si Hanfei immediately flew out upside down and was heavily loaded on the city wall. I saw a dark red palm print on his chest, which was extremely clear, and even his fingerprints were clearly visible.

Bashi Ba glanced at Si Hanfei deeply, suppressed the violence in his eyes, and turned around and walked briskly towards the capital. After the three tantric sects left, Si Hanfei spat out a mouthful of blood, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

"No wonder Meng Hanfei, this kid dares to go to the meeting alone, there must be a Ximen melon behind him. What a Ximen melon, he used Meng Hanfei to attract the four great Dharma Kings of Tantra, and also calculated me into it, so that I could invisibly contain the Eight Masters for him, so that he could successfully rescue the monks of Central Plains Buddhism in the tower of Wan'an Temple. ”

On the other side, the three of them quickly rushed back to Wan'an Temple. I saw that the gate of Wan'an Temple was closed, and the two tantric lamas stood in front of the door with their heads bowed, and the Eighth Master Pa walked over quickly to raise their heads, only to see that the eyes of these two people were empty and their expressions were dull.

"The Heavenly Demon Voice of the Yin Sect."

Bashiba's heart sank, and he pushed open the gate of Wan'an Temple and went straight to the tower. Along the way, the three of them didn't even meet a tantric lama, which made the uneasy feeling in the hearts of the three of them even stronger.

Before coming to the tower, the gate of the tower was also closed. The Eighth Master Ba walked forward quickly and pushed open the door, and a pungent smell of blood came to his face!

Corpses, all corpses!

The first floor of this tower was full of the corpses of tantric lamas! No wonder no one could see them all along the way, and they were all killed!

Ba Shiba's face changed drastically, so gloomy that he could almost drip water. He immediately thought of the monks of Central Plains Buddhism in the tower, and walked quickly towards the stairs, and just took two steps, his steps suddenly stumbled, as if he had tripped over something.

Ba Shiba looked down and saw that it was a thread as thin as spider's silk, and just now his mind was frightened by the corpse of this tantric lama, and he didn't even notice the existence of this thin thread.

"Smack."

The corpse of a tantric lama on the side suddenly fell forward and fell to the ground, only to see dozens of small black iron balls placed behind him.

Great Song Shenji Battalion, Thunder Bomb.

"Boom !!!"

There was a loud bang, and half of the ground shook constantly, as if an earthquake had occurred. Many players on the street were so frightened that they squatted directly on the ground.

The tower in Wan'an Temple collapsed violently, setting off a sky full of smoke and dust.

Near the city gate, Ao Wuchang walked out of the restaurant and glanced in the direction of Wan'an Temple, smiled and muttered in a low voice: "It seems that the people of Tantra have found out." So it looks like the boss has escaped, and I should go. ”

Inside Wan'an Temple, the tower has been reduced to ruins.

The three of them crawled out of the rubble in embarrassment, each of them was grizzled and embarrassed, and the incompetence was the best looking of the three, but his immovable Ming Wang Gong was also at its limit, and a little blood oozed from the wound stabbed by Richard's spear.

The Eighth Master next to him was pale, his robe was tattered, and he was covered in blood. And Emperor Yu is the worst of the three, his qi and blood are only the last trace left, and because of serious injuries, he keeps falling, and he will burp at any time.

Bashi Ba injected an internal force into him to hang his life, looked at the ruins behind him, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Ximen melon... Watermelon..."

"Block the border between Mongolia and the Great Sui, contact Lingtong and Prajna as soon as possible, and leave the Central Plains Buddhist guy and that Ximen melon in Mongolia !! no matter what"

(End of chapter)