"No!"

Hou Wanquan couldn't help but exclaim, his figure flashed, appeared in front of the golden pillar of light, stretched out his hands, and tried to block the pillar of light, but it was just a phantom, or rather, for the time and space that was fighting, he was just a spectator, a phantom, worse than air!

"No!"

Niu Xiangxiang exclaimed, a steel fork flew the golden cicada out, flashed in front of the golden pillar of light, and the steel fork in his hand swung and smashed into the golden pillar of light......

"When ......"

The sound of steel intersecting came out, and the steel fork in Niu Xiangxiang's hand was directly shaken away......

"You guys get out of here!"

Shouting again, Niu Xiangxiang's eyes widened angrily, her body instantly became larger, and her entire body leaned on the golden pillar of light.

But the next moment, Niu Xiangxiang was directly blasted out.

"Don't!"

Screaming and spurting out a mouthful of blood, Niu Xiangxiang directly recalled the steel fork, accelerated directly, and crashed into the golden pillar of light......

"Boom!"

The golden pillar of light shook slightly, and the downward trend paused slightly for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and the next moment it smashed into the bull's head again!

However, Niu Xiangxiang, who did all this, had a broken body, and the steel fork in his hand didn't know what it had been shattered into.

"Save Niu Xiangxiang and Niu Boss!"

The trapped Octagon Wandering God shouted, and the mourning stick in his hand instantly enlarged, directly pulling all the monks to his side!

"After I come to break it, Boss Niu, they will be handed over to you!"

The eight-sided wandering god, whose hat was all crooked, yelled, gave up his defense, and attacked the Buddha directly!

"Take care, brother!"

Without saying much, another Octagon Wandering God took the remaining Four Wandering Gods to create an encirclement, leaving only another Octagon Wandering Spirit, facing the Three Thousand Buddhas alone!

In the face of a thousand Buddhas, he still has some ability to protect himself, but in the face of three thousand, he knows that he will never survive!

In that case, let's go completely crazy!

"Destroy it with me!"

The Bafang Youshen grabbed the mourning stick with both hands, and with a sudden force, the mourning stick in his hand broke directly......

"Crackling ......"

The moment the mourning stick broke, endless ghost qi flew out, and with the breaking of the mourning stick, the official uniform on the body of the Bafang Youshen directly dissipated, turned into ashes, and disappeared completely!

At the same time, the body of the Eight Directions Wandering God disappeared......

The Eight Directions Wandering Spirit, shattering his own soul, released the ghost energy accumulated in the endless years......

This blow, no matter whether he wins or loses, no matter the result of the battle, he will die, his soul will be scattered, and he will never be resurrected!

"Brother, we'll be with you soon!"

The speed of the other Octagon Wanderer did not decrease, and he appeared directly beside Niu Xiangxiang, and rushed out with Niu Xiangxiang in his arms, however, only the Octagon Wanderer rushed out, and the remaining seven Quartet Wanderers glanced at each other, and they all understood the madness in each other's eyes!

If you want to go crazy, let's go crazy together!

Difu, there is no ghost who abandoned his brother.

"Boom!"

"Burst Explosion ......"

Seven times in a row, the seven Quartet Wandering Gods wrung off the mourning stick in their hands at the same time!

The weeping and mourning stick, the most fundamental magic weapon of the Yin God of the underworld, is similar to the so-called natal magic weapon of the heavenly court immortals, but it is more important than the natal magic weapon, and the natal magic weapon of the gods is destroyed, and at most it is a little injured.

And the most fundamental magic weapon of the underworld is different, for the Quartet Wandering God, the weeping mourning stick is there, the soul has the possibility of resurrection, the crying mourning stick is destroyed, and the soul completely disappears, leaving no trace.

"No!"

I don't know if it's a return to the light, or if the spirit is sober, at the critical moment, the bull head came to his senses, but what he saw was that the seven Quartet Wandering Gods blew themselves up like this!

In order to protect themselves, in order to resist the golden pillar of light, they blew themselves up!

The soul is scattered, leaving no trace, and there is no possibility of resurrection!

And they did it for their own little chance of resurrection!

"Let's go!"

The seven Quartet Wandering Gods finally glanced at the ghosts and gods such as the bull head and horse face, and their souls slowly dissipated, leaving only the most violent ghost energy!

The ghost qi of the seven Four Directions Wandering Gods and one Eight Directions Wandering Gods self-decomposed and turned into the most violent energy......

"Boom ......"

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

Of the three thousand Buddhas, two thousand were directly vaporized, and the one thousand saved were all seriously injured and had no combat effectiveness.

However, such a burst of energy only slightly shook the golden pillar of light!

The thick pillar of light suddenly dissipated nine-tenths of the way!

The tenth of the saved is more quickly blasted to the bull head and horse noodles!

"The underworld depends on you!"

The last Bafang Wandering God took one last look at the bull head and horse noodles and Niu Xiangxiang, handed Niu Xiangxiang to the only remaining soul of the horse face, and turned around and rushed towards the golden pillar of light.

"Don't ......"

The bull head roared and struggled, trying to pull the Eight Directions Wandering God away together, but he was held back by the horse!

"The underworld is indestructible!"

The Eight Directions Wandering God shouted, and the mourning stick in his hand burned directly, and the black ghost qi turned into a black flame, burning the soul of the Eight Directions Wandering God, burning the golden pillar of light, and also burning the thousand Buddhas saved!

"Boom, boom!"

The black flames burst into flames, and the one-tenth of the golden light pillar that had been saved completely dissipated, and the thousand Buddhas didn't even have room to dodge, so they were buried in the black flames that exploded!

At this time, there is a cow fragrance with a broken soul left in the underworld, a horse face with three souls scattered and two souls, and a bull head whose soul origin has been destroyed!

As for the Buddhist family, Concubine Ming and the golden cicada are almost intact, and even the red-clothed monk has the power of one blow!

As for the 3,000 Buddhas and the 10,000 supernatural people, the three of them didn't care at all.

It's just cannon fodder, as long as you don't die, there are a lot of cannon fodder!

As long as they can catch any of those three underworld yin gods, they will be sent!

Therefore, at this moment, the three Buddhists were all crazy and quickly rushed towards the Three Yin Gods of the Underworld!

The red-clothed monk was seriously injured and was the slowest in speed, but he quietly condensed a huge amount of energy, and looked at the five ghosts and Buddhas in front of him with cold eyes!

The golden cicada is the fastest, but the distance is a little far, and he is a little afraid of Concubine Ming, so his speed is not fast, and he only follows behind Concubine Ming, trying to get some soup.

Although Concubine Ming's speed was not as fast as that of the golden cicada, she was at the forefront, and at the same time, under the acceleration of the Sipin Lotus Platform, she quickly flew towards the cow head horse noodles and Niu Xiangxiang!

"Hahaha, let's leave it to the old lady!"

Concubine Ming shouted, the ribbon in her hand flew out, and rushed towards the three ghosts and gods as fast as lightning!

"Humph! Dream on! ”

Seeing Concubine Ming so greedy, the fierce color in the eyes of the golden cicada flashed, and the speed suddenly accelerated, directly past Concubine Ming, and at the same time, the relics in her hand flashed, and the golden light flew out, breaking the ribbon away, and the golden cicada took this opportunity to appear in front of the three ghost gods......

"Haha, the ultimate winner is Ben Buddha, quack quack!"