The fire and frost, the green light and the white light all came out in an instant.

The energy shuttling through each other weaves into an impermeable net in the air, in a vain attempt to drown the waves.

Blessed by the golden light, Kunsha Mentian was like a divine helper in an instant.

Originally on the verge of death, he broke through the encirclement of a cadre of Kunitsu gods and came to Bo Xun's side.

The white-clothed disciple also glowed with golden light all over his body, and he jumped in the air, intercepting a large number of attacks while not forgetting to counterattack.

Bang!

The body of a Kunitsu god fell heavily.

The god's body did not bleed, and he collapsed on the ground, no longer moving.

"Bo Xun, the bitter sea is endless, and the back is the shore. ”

Asura not far away saw this scene and glanced at Rulai with some disgust.

Guanyin asked him to protect, it turned out to be this guy.

Seeing that the scene was a bit stalemate, and the battle was unfavorable for a long time, a god took out an object from his sleeve and threw it.

The red rune paper rose in the wind, and turned into a huge fire phoenix that was more than three feet long.

When the other god saw this, he did not keep it anymore.

He took out a green rune paper and pasted it on the sword, and a cyan dragon poured out with his swing.

The dragon chanted and the phoenix roared, shocking the audience.

The white-clothed disciple didn't move like a mountain, and he didn't know what to think, but he used his physical body to connect with the majestic energy.

"It's now!"

With a scolding, a black shadow suddenly burst out of Bo Xun's shadow.

With a dagger in its hand, it stabbed Bo Shun's heart at great speed.

"Uhh......h

Bo Xun's complexion was briefly distorted in pain.

As the shadow drew his dagger, he fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

He's dead?

Bo Xun never got up again, and the red blood flowed all over the ground.

Asura exhaled, his emotions somewhat complicated.

It's really hateful to be deceived by such a weak guy before.

The gods also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the situation had been decided.

In the case of the Asura taking the initiative to defect, the remaining white-clothed disciples and Kunsha Mentian had nothing to fear at all.

Only Ronan stared at the old man in the pool of blood, with a complicated expression.

The task of the system is to find out the truth about the child's death and solve it.

The truth is now clear.

Bo Shun wants to kill Rulai, but he can't find anyone else.

Kill all the children born on the same day, in several specific cities.

And the meaning of solving is to kill Bo Xun and rescue Rulai.

But now Bo Xun obviously fell to the ground and died, but there was no hint that the task was completed.

This only says ......

Bo Shun is not dead!

Turning his head to catch a glimpse of Rulai's immature appearance, an ominous premonition suddenly rose to his heart.

Those Kunitsu gods sensed that 'Bo Xun' was dead, and the stone hanging in their hearts finally fell to the ground.

They were in a relaxed mood and gathered around the white-clothed disciples and the blood-soaked Kunsha Mentian.

"Be careful!"

Ronan shouted warning, but unfortunately it was too late.

The white-clothed disciple suddenly burst out with incomparable energy, shaking the surrounding Guojin God and the one in the shadow.

Mistaken!

A few minutes ago, Ronan had always thought that the old man in white was Bo Xun.

Even all the Kunitsu gods present unanimously believed that he was Bo Shun.

Just now, this 'Bo Xun' showed a very obvious flaw.

When he recites a mantra and casts a spell, he is praying to a certain god or Buddha to grant him mana.

If it is a Bosun deity, he will definitely not pray to other gods and Buddhas.

Ronan didn't realize this at first, and he didn't notice it until the system didn't prompt him to complete the task.

Excluding the reckless Kunsha Mentian, there are also asuras.

The mysterious white-clothed disciple beside this 'Bo Xun' may be the real Bo Xun!

This hand stole the beams and changed the pillars, deceived everyone present, and won a first opportunity!

Now that the stand-in is dead, Bo Xun's identity is exposed.

The moment is no longer hidden, and the momentum around him skyrockets.

His skin began to crack and peel off as if it were molting, revealing a new face.

The Demon Buddha lived up to its name, and the dark golden Buddha light overflowed, majestic and solemn.

Even if Rulai is weakened in the vicinity, his strength should not be underestimated.

The gods of Guojin were most of the seconds by Bo Xun's move, and the few who survived by luck couldn't get up.

Asura, who was watching the play, stared at Bo Shun and trembled.

This is the shiver of excitement when facing the strong.

Whether it's for the selfish desire to fight, or to protect the Nyorai.

This fight must be fought.

Without too many words, the Asura took the lead in the charge.

He has no blades, but a pair of iron fists.

The tiger's fist collided with the dark golden Buddha light, and there was a loud bang.

The asura seemed to be tireless, his speed getting faster and faster, and his body was only a little afterimage.

In the square of the inner city of the Imperial Palace, there was a continuous muffled sound like popping beans.

Bo Xun didn't have any expression on his face, and there were words in his mouth.

Due to the distance, Ronan couldn't hear what he was saying.

Suddenly, an even more majestic and incomparable force poured out, blasting the Asura directly away.

He staggered back a few steps to steady, his body shaking.

Asura had a laceration wound on his left arm, and the red blood kept flowing, and it fell to the ground with a click.

The wound at the fracture was shocking and terrifying.

Cold sweat oozed from Asura's forehead, but he didn't mean to be afraid at all, and his eyes were extremely determined.

"Haha, come again!"

Seeing that he rushed forward desperately, Bo Xun recited Sanskrit again and blasted it away.

This time, a small mouthful of black blood overflowed from the corner of Bo Xun's mouth.

It seems that the frequent spells are a lot of load on his body.

It stands to reason that the real Demon Buddha is by no means more than this level.

It is likely that, like Nyolai, Bo Shun is also one of the thousands of incarnations.

The bloody Asura was comparable to the bronze five little powerhouses, and his body staggered to his feet.

He ignored the injuries on his body and clenched his right fist.

He forcibly swallowed the blood that was about to gush out of his throat and shouted, "Come again!"

This time, the volume is much lower than the previous one.

Now in the world, it is not a hell of Shura.

The strength of the Asura is not even half, and it has not yet recovered to its peak.

It is completely based on a fighting spirit and is struggling to support.

The punch was unremarkable, but with a ferocious momentum that wanted to devour everything.

Table tennis!

The fist smashed into the dark golden Buddha light, and the protective shield actually cracked out of the spider web, faintly showing signs of shattering.

"Hey. ”

Asura's mouth was covered in blood, and when he grinned, his white teeth were stained red.

Seeing that he won a move, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his right fist came again, unwilling to give the other party a chance to breathe.

Bo Xun was a little annoyed by the entanglement, and when he used the Buddha's light to block the move, his hands were sealed, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted out.

Behind him, a three-zhang tall Dharma Phase incarnation emerged, solemn and abnormal.

With the movement of Bo Xun's hands, the Fa Xiang behind him was like a marionette, making the same action.

After a short chanting of the mantra, four dark golden energy waves flew out of the Faxiang's hand.

One hit the nearby Asura, and the other flew towards the guarded Nyorai.

There were also two, one in front of the other, and they flew towards Ronan who was watching.

MMP！

Ronan's heart thumped, and he saw a wave of dark golden energy coming, and there was no way to avoid it.

A gust of wind howled suddenly......