"Is that all?"

Wutongshen's cold voice came from the black mist, and he stepped out of the black mist intact, looking at the stunned four people, and laughed promisingly. However, the next moment, a giant sword slashed from the top of his head, and he was startled, and quickly dodged to the side, the giant sword grazed his shoulder, cutting off his left arm.

"How did he jump that high?"

Hu Mingchen They were surprised, why could Xuanyuan Kongwen jump so high? Isn't this a human? At this height, even a world champion is hard to jump, right?

"How dare you hurt me?"

I don't know what the Xuanyuan family's giant sword is constructed of, and the place where it was cut off can't be restored. Wutong God's face was hideous, and he shot an evil qi towards the Xuanyuan Kongwen who fell to the ground, and the speed of the evil qi was very fast, and it was very likely that Xuanyuan Kongwen would concentrate him before he landed.

However, Zi Beyu's Qinglian has not dispersed yet, and he condenses the only remaining Dao method of Qinglian in one blow, and while dispersing the evil qi, he counterattacks the Wutong God in the sky.

Wutongshen stretched out his hand with a gloomy face, and simply resisted Zi Buyu's attack. He had just come back to life, and he was still not very familiar with his own powers. He'd been sleeping here for a long, long time, so long that he had forgotten what it was called.

"Here, after all, it needs to be destroyed."

I don't know why, when Wutongshen said this, he actually felt a little sad, but then, his blow made Zi Beyu and the five people under great pressure.

An evil aura shot into the air, starting from the abandoned factory and spreading all the way around. The evil spirit is so huge that it actually attracts dark clouds and obscures the sky and the sun.

"Is it going to rain heavily?"

The citizens of Wuling City raised their heads one after another, and saw the dark clouds covering the sky, a little strange, didn't today's weather forecast say that it was sunny? No matter how the weather changes, it changes.

"Next, how do you five human heroes want to save this city?"

Wutongshen smiled coldly, and suddenly pressed his hand down, and in a place not far away, a walking person was suddenly surrounded by a cloud of black mist, and after a few seconds, there was only a ball of white bones left, and the process was so fast that he didn't even scream.

The black mist came back with a trace of blood, blocking the face of Zi Beyu and the others, and submerged into the body of the Wutong God. Zi Beyu felt the blood qi in the blood light, which was just collected?

"Human blood is a wonderful thing."

Wutong God smiled, and his figure disappeared in front of them.

"Want to go?"

Zi Beyu sneered, and shouted at the position where Wutong God left:

"Strange, powerful, chaotic, God, the son is silent!"

Five peculiar talismans flew out from behind Zi Beyu's back, and bundled them towards a void direction, actually forcibly pulling out the Wutong God.

"Quick!"

It was just a moment, and Zi Beyu's face turned horribly pale. Hu Mingchen knew that he wouldn't last long, so he immediately raised his sword and stepped forward, turned out several purple talismans in his hand, and flew towards Wutongshen. Xuanyuan Kongwen immediately drew his sword and stood up, his body took off again, and he slashed towards the Wutong God with a sword. Mo Wei played a good role and laid out a hundred blue runes near the Wutong God, this is the last hundred blue runes, and then he only has the yellow runes left, and his energy, in the end, can only make two more yellow runes.

Under the triple offensive, the Wutong God had to descend and resist all the Dao methods. Zi Beyu was completely out of strength, and the five talismans also hung down weakly and returned to Zi Beyu's side.

"You guys, that's good."

Wutong God laughed angrily, and when he raised his hand, several evil qi surged, shooting directly at Zi Beyu, who had no ability to resist. The three of them hurriedly stood in front of Zi Beyu and used their own Dao methods to block those evil qi. But what they didn't expect was that behind them, there was a hidden evil spirit!

"Amitabha."

Chenxin, who had been silent beside him, folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and suddenly beside them, a Buddha light lit up, completely blocking the evil qi of the sneak attack.

"Interesting, I'll see how many times you can block it?"

Wutongshen clenched his fists with both hands and smashed it hard at the dust heart! All the evil qi in the vicinity condensed into a pair of huge black fists, and smashed them towards the heart of the dust. Chenxin immediately sat down cross-legged, took off the string of Buddhist beads from his neck, and quickly dialed it, chanting words in his mouth.

The Buddha light that originally surrounded it formed a huge barrier, directly blocking the front of the evil light, blocking the fist and melting it at the same time.

"Buddhist people are always so annoying."

The light of the Buddha is really evil spirit, and the cultivation of Buddhist people is not measured by the set of the present world, no one knows how people in Buddhism measure their own Taoism, if you ask them, they will say:

"Amitabha, why do donors bother to cling to the Tao of the poor monks, just like the so-called ......" and so on, so no one cares about their Tao and so on.

"The poor monk thinks he still doesn't look for people to hate."

Dusty Xin smiled, with a clean face and a dusty smile, he put his hands together, wrapped the Buddha beads around his hands, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his mouth murmured, the deeper the golden light in his hand, the clearer the word 'swastika' became. Wutongshen felt a kind of crisis, and this crisis is very likely to bury it here!

"All things are born and restrain each other, this is the immutable law of nature, and now you are a god, but you do not do good deeds, and kill innocents indiscriminately, the poor monk will have a discussion with you."

"Monk, do you know what's going on?" Wutong God suddenly became indifferent, all the evil qi returned to his body, he looked at Chenxin, his eyes were no longer crazy, "Do you know what the people of this city do to me?" ”

"Amitabha, who has no past?" Chenxin closed his eyes, and the Buddha light on his body slowly brightened, "Saints also have pasts, sinners also have futures, right and wrong, who will judge?" The donor said that the people in Wuling City are not good to you, but what has the donor done? ”

"I saved them when they were famine, and they worshipped me, but then, when they became rich, and they were rich, and they were no longer struck down by hunger, they forgot who they were, and they brought them out of that time, and they were all ungrateful people."

Wutong God said very plainly, but the evil qi behind him had already exploded, which showed the anger and pain in his heart. But Dusty Heart shook his head and asked;

"Dare to ask the donor, in what era did these things happen?"

"It's so old that I've forgotten."

"In that case, the people here are still the people you knew in the past, donor? Are they still the ungrateful people in your mouth? ”

"This ......"

"The misfortune is not as good as the next generation, and the grievances of the previous generation should be over, not as persistent as the benefactor."

"Monk, you forgot, I am an evil god, why should I reason with you?"

Wutongshen suddenly covered his forehead and laughed loudly, he laughed very loudly, covered his face, looked at this Wuling City through his fingers, he vaguely saw the small mountain village, in the small mountain village, some farmers worked hard, some women and old people in a small temple, praying for good weather and rain. At that time, the people were still very simple, and there was still smoke curling in the sky at that time, and at that time, he also benefited people.

"Everything has changed."

He put down his hand, looked at the five people in front of him, smiled, slowly raised his right hand, and the evil qi near him surged forward, and then shot into the evil qi in the air, and then, in the evil qi in the air, five huge black dragons were split, and Chaozi Beyu and others roared.

"You can block one, but what about five?"

The five dragons roared angrily and pounced towards Zi Beyu and the others.

Today's Wuling City can be described as chickens flying and dogs jumping, all the animals are trembling on the ground, and the babies are crying non-stop, no matter how the parents coax, they can't be coaxed. And some of the younger little pot friends. Pointing to the abandoned industrial area in the North District, he said that there are five huge pillars here. The adults followed their gaze and found only the long exhaust pipe on the abandoned factory, so they comforted the children that these were just discarded things, and there was nothing.

"Is this catastrophe about to come?"

In the South China Dao League, all the Yin people stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky, this monstrous evil, evil spirit filled the sky, and the order that should exist in the world was chaotic. Some people with unstable minds have even begun to sin, and the evil in their hearts has been stimulated to the extreme.

"The evil spirit is pervasive, are they losing?"

On Longhu Mountain, Zhang Tianling had already felt the changes in South China, and that evil aura was constantly spreading, so that they could all feel it, Wei Hanlin looked at Zhang Tianling, but saw him sigh:

"The fate count has finally begun."

"What?"