"You deserve it!"

The same dazzling golden light lit up in Mo Wen's hand, but on the body of the soul-devouring black rod, the magic of the Buddhist family lit up.

didn't dodge or dodge, facing the floating slaughter golden bowl, Mo Wen just slammed it down.

Bang!

It was like a sun rising in the sky, and the entire Tongtian Peak was illuminated by the sudden burst of light.

Wow, Pukong was blasted down from the sky, and he took a few steps back on the ground, his footprints went deep into the ground, his face was flushed, and he pointed at Mo Wen in horror, "You, you have cultivated the Great Brahma Prajna to such a point!" ”

was also blown away by a few feet, Mo Wen stabilized his figure, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "I said, just because you want to kill me, it's just delusional!" ”

Suddenly lifting a mouthful of True Yuan, Mo Wen held the Soul Eater Stick in both hands, and once again carried the Great Brahma Prajna, and the whole person rushed towards Pukong again like a golden Buddha.

"Junior, you are looking for death!"

Looking at this qiē, Pukong's eyes were blood-red again, as a disciple of Tianyin Temple, he was hit on the head by a demon sect with a great Brahman, how could he stand this humiliation, and immediately carried the Famen, carrying the floating slaughter golden bowl and smashing it at Mo Wen.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Like a huge sound of iron, Mo Wen and Pukong also operated the Great Brahma Prajna, and the battle was a mess, and the posture was rough like two giants fighting there.

As if igniting the line of fire of explosives, I don't know who shouted, and the people of the Demon Sect were killed together with the righteous path.

The magic weapons are flying, the streamers are splashing, and the broken Tongtian Peak. Once again, stained red with blood.

There are many people in the Demon Sect, and there is a chaotic fight around Qingyunmen, and the four major sect masters are even more in unison. Together, they strangled and strangled the people who were protecting Dao Xuan.

Qingyunmen was already greatly injured, and at this time, it was even more unfavorable to protect the head of the house, although Tian Buyi and others were reluctant to support it, but they were helplessly outnumbered, and they were immediately pressed back, and they almost died several times. The shape shì is gradually critical.

Protected by everyone, looking at the audience, Dao Xuan Zhenren's eyes seemed to breathe fire. Within a day. In the past, Qingyun Mountain, which was sacrosanct in the past, was killed by these people in the Demon Sect, which was really a great shame since the establishment of the Qingyun Sect. But what is more important is the current predicament, he no longer has the strength to launch the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and gritted his teeth slightly. In the end, he made up his mind. He pulled an elder to his side and whispered a few words.

The elder was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and suddenly exerted his strength, but he broke out of the encirclement and rushed in the direction of a mountain back.

Although those demon cultists felt a little strange, they didn't take it to heart, for them. As long as you can kill Dao Xuan, then victory is at hand.

Blood gradually stained the entire battlefield. Every member of the Demon Sect was laughing wantonly, venting the resentment that had accumulated over hundreds of years, towards Qingyun and the entire righteous path.

And the most fierce place on the battlefield was not the siege and killing of Dao Xuan by the four major sect masters, but the battle between Mo Wen and Pukong.

Bang, bang, bang!

Two thick golden rays of light kept colliding in the air, and the earth shattered everywhere they passed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, whether it was the righteous path or the demon gate, as long as they approached the golden light, they would be swept into it and blown to pieces.

With a pale golden halo all over his body, Mo Wen danced the soul eater rod in his hand, and there was a faint Sanskrit voice singing around his body, and there were ghosts and gods crying, strange and magnificent fused into one.

On the other side, Pukong is the solemn appearance of the law, like the angry King Kong, not intimidating and angry, holding the floating slaughter golden bowl, and every blow has the power of ten thousand jun.

The two of them are also commanding the Great Brahman, just like two barbarians fighting together, you give me a punch, I will give you a blow, like crazy.

Pukong Sheng is profound in the exercises, the attainments of the Great Brahma Prajna are far above Mo Wen, and the Futu golden bowl in his hand is also the treasure of Buddhism, and the power of complementing each other has increased greatly.

And Mo Wen is better than the wonderful Dao, Dafa Praruo under the integration of heaven and earth, the fusion of Tai Chi Qing Xuan Dao and the strength of the Demon Gate exercises, is even more weird and changeable, and just now in the battle with the Demon Sect, his consumption is far smaller than that of Pukong.

The two of them can be regarded as chess opponents, and they fought for fifty or sixty rounds in a blink of an eye.

"Kill!"

There was another ferocious collision, and both Pukong and Mo Wen were shocked and flew away.

With a sigh of relief, there was a strong battle intent in Pukong's eyes, and he breathed Zhenyuan slightly, and with a loud shout, he rushed towards Mo Wen again.

But Mo Wen on the other side had some changes, only to see that the black qi in his eyes slowly dissipated, as if he had regained his clarity, looking at Pukong who pounced, the corners of his mouth showed a sneer.

The Soul Eater Rods were once again infused with the true essence of the Great Brahma Prajna, and Mo Wen blocked the Futu Golden Bowl with one hand, while the other hand was slightly weak, and there was a faint flow of golden light on it.

Pukong was not surprised to see this, he had seen this hand before, and the free hand was also glowing with golden light, so he planned to take Mo Wen's blow.

In this world, the achievements of Buddhism in the physical body are far greater than those of Taoism, and they prefer close hand-to-hand combat to Taoist imperial weapon attacks, which are powerful and more flexible.

But this time Pukong miscalculated, Mo Wen's palm was empty, but this time he didn't attack, but threw out two things violently.

The distance between the two was imminent, and when they were caught off guard, Pukong didn't dodge, he was smashed, and then he felt that the two places on his body were cold and hot, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Pukong was startled, and with a loud roar, the exercises of the Great Brahma Prajna ran all over his body, shaking the two things out of the air, and at the same time immediately withdrawing and flying back.

Pulling away from a distance of five or six zhang, Pukong looked down and saw that the sides of his chest were pitch black, obviously poisoned, but Mo Wen raised his hand and put an inch-long red toad and a white snow silkworm into his sleeve.

Reckless clams

Grade: B+

Category: Treasure Phantasm

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Kunlun Ice Silkworm

Grade: B+

Category: Treasure Phantasm

The world's most poisonous things, smoking other poisons to strengthen their own toxicity, the sect of ice, the owner can be immune to toxins below this level.

"You—You're poisoned!" Feeling the sluggish true element in his body, the surging poisonous gas, Pukong just screamed angrily.

Mo Wen snorted disdainfully, "You deserve it, who told you to forget that I am a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect!" ”

After saying that, Mo Wen pounced on it fit, and hit Pukong with the soul devouring rod in his hand.

"You give me death!"

Pukong was full of grief and anger at this time, but he did not dodge or dodge Mo Wen's blow, but instead sacrificed the floating slaughter golden bowl and hit Mo Wen on the head, he knew that it was difficult to survive, so he wanted to pull Mo Wen on his back.

It's a pity that Mo Wen couldn't do what he wanted, just because of Tian Ling'er's matter, his mind was unbalanced, and he was taken advantage of by the evil qi of soul devouring, so he brainlessly followed Pukong to fight Dafa Praruo, and now he is almost vented, and the evil qi is also suppressed by the Buddhist exercises, how could he do such a stupid thing.

I saw him slam his soul devouring slam, and with a blow to the Tai Chi Bagua, he met the Futu Golden Bowl, and with a flash of movement, he took it aside, and poor Pukong was highly poisoned in his body, and his combat power fell to the bottom, and he was actually led away by Mo Wen lightly with a desperate blow, and then he was inserted into the chest by the soul devourer.

The red light flashed, "Ahhhh With a miserable scream, this monk of Tianyin Temple followed in the footsteps of his senior brother and was sucked into a human dry by the soul devourer.

I don't know if Pukong's screams are too amazing, or everyone is paying attention to here, just a moment after Pukong's death, the battlefield was quiet for a while, whether it is the right or the devil, they all quietly looked at Mo Wen who was holding the soul devourer, with a solemn and awe-inspiring face, you must know that the one who died here was not a cat or a dog, but one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, even if it was a big battle, and then it was poisoned by Mo Wen, but this is not something that ordinary people can kill, and first Puhong, then Puzhi, the monk of Tianyin Temple, There were two people who died at the hands of this young man who was just over twenty, no matter what the reason was, it was enough to make Mo Wen famous, enough to make all the old masters treat him as a peer.

However, Mo Wen now belongs to the Demon Dao, after being surprised, except for Yu Yangzi and Lady Sanmiao's faces changed slightly, the rest of the Demon Sect people were overjoyed, laughing and killing towards the righteous path, while the people in the righteous path were like mourning, their morale plummeted, and the defense line was loosened almost immediately, and the shape became more and more unfavorable.

However, at this moment, the mutation was reborn, and in the direction of the back mountain of Qingyunmen, only a long howl was heard, and an old man with amazing momentum rushed out and went straight to the battlefield, and behind him was the elder who had not seen before. (To be continued......)

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