Chapter 269

As soon as the blue rainbow landed, it turned into a middle-aged man in a gold-rimmed black robe and appeared there. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The middle-aged scribe was stunned at first, and then said with a smile: "Brother Du, I haven't seen you for thirty years, and your demeanor is still the same." ”

The words are obviously very open-minded and casual.

This Du Fuling bowed his head slightly, and said, "Brother Qi Feng, that person has appeared." ”

Hearing Du Fuling's words, the middle-aged scribe named Qi Feng suddenly turned pale and said, "Where is it?"

"Ghost Valley. ”

Heavenly Emperor Xianwang was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed, he originally planned not to go to the Ghost Valley, but now it seems that he has to go if he doesn't go, after all, that person appeared, and he can't sit idly by no matter what.

At this time, the ghost valley seemed to become quiet.

The golden Futu Tower was still suppressing the three artifacts that had been born, along with the two-winged monster tiger that had had had one of its wings torn off by the gods' brute force.

The dark skull, which looked particularly creepy, seemed to have lost all its luster and began to turn gray and crumbling, and the dark light on the skull had receded.

Finally, the huge gray and broken skull suddenly shattered with a click, and countless skull fragments shook and flew up, then turned into dust in the air, until finally dissipated with the wind.

Wan Tingjun's eyes flickered, like an inextinguishable lamp soul in the spirit world.

He walked out of the shattered skull step by step with the huge Qingxiao shield in his hand, and his eyes coldly scanned in all directions.

At the end of the blade of the huge blue shield, a golden skeleton was dazzling, although its color was golden, but it gave people a sense of infinite death, and no one would want to look at this skull more.

Wan Tingjun's eyes scanned, and he soon saw the three artifacts that were suppressed by the Golden Futu Tower.

Wan Tingjun's eyes flashed, and a red light flashed, and a black cloud rose under his feet, and then flew towards the location of the three artifacts with the black cloud.

Coming to the Futu Tower, Wan Tingjun's right hand holding the Qingxiao Shield slowly raised, and the electric ring on the blade of the sickle immediately flickered, and his power skyrocketed, and then, he slashed towards the Golden Futu Tower.

The earth roared, and suddenly the golden floating tower crumbled, instantly losing the suppression of the three artifacts, and staggered towards the sky.

As soon as the three artifacts were freed from their restraints, their divine power immediately skyrocketed, and their killing intent soared to the sky.

However, he saw Wan Tingjun quickly throw the black scythe in his hand into the air, and grabbed the artifact with both hands like lightning.

At this time, Wan Tingjun's speed was terrifying, and as far as his fingers could reach, two of the three artifacts had been firmly grasped by him, and the wisp of black light flashed quickly when he saw that the situation was not good, and he went back to the ground.

Wan Tingjun looked up, looked in the direction of the Futu Tower, and then looked at the position where the black light entered the ground. Then he didn't stay any longer, pouring the surging spiritual power into the two artifacts in his hand.

At first, both the golden halberd and the purple iron hook struggled hard, but they quickly became docile, obviously unable to resist Wan Tingjun's pure and incomparable spiritual power and were subdued.

After subduing the two artifacts, Wan Tingjun waved his hand and put the artifact into the abyss, and then the black clouds under his feet surged again, taking him quickly towards the direction of Buddha City.

Along the way, Wan Tingjun's mind kept floating with the last voice in the chaos.

"The road is your own choice, then, the twists and turns on the road are determined by me!"

Wan Tingjun's face was cold, his eyes were like knives, he knew that if it weren't for his heavy fetters and concern for the safety of Bai Chenxi and the others, he would probably not be here at this time, but was teleported by this mysterious power to another unknown place to find the so-called fateful person.

Wan Tingjun also knew that his current unrivaled strength was not his own strength, but a limited time of ascension given to him by the mysterious place in the chaos.

"Remember, you only have one hour. ”

Wan Tingjun knows very well that he is so strong at the moment, and there is only one hour, but in his opinion, one hour is enough to do many things, such as killing Shenmu and saving the Buddha City, he knows that whether it is Bai Chenxi or Sang Moyan, or Sima Chengzhen and others, they are now in the Buddha City, once the righteous monk is defeated, then the Buddha City will inevitably become the first target of the Shen Miao massacre, Wan Tingjun will not be stupid enough to think that there will be the word mercy in the dictionary of the Shen Miao. Therefore, Wan Tingjun knew very well that if he didn't stop Shen Miao, then Bai Chenxi and the others would definitely die.

Although there was nothing wrong with the plan of Zen Master Qindu and others, it was simply a very correct choice under the circumstances.

However, these people often forget one of the most fundamental instincts of human beings, or they may have been cultivating immortals for a long time and think that they have eliminated these so-called instincts.

But in any case, they couldn't help but shudder when they found out that they were stupidly going around the Buddha City and the gods.

And when they found out that the divine fallacy finally stopped being entangled, but brazenly swung the butcher's knife at those mortals who were powerless to resist, they knew that it was still all in vain to save it now.

As a result, these monks, who usually thought they were high, were full of guilt and apprehension to besiege the gods who were slaughtering in the Buddha city.

At this time, the gods were already stained with blood on their hands, and they seemed to be completely immersed in the joy of slaughter.

He no longer used the magic weapon Zen staff, but with only one pair of hands, he rampage through the streets of Buddha City, and everyone he touched pierced the viscera with one punch, and then smashed the other punch on the head.

In an instant, the entire Buddha City was full of blue light, and corpses were everywhere.

And as soon as someone attacked from the side, Shen Mu suddenly summoned the blood-colored Zen staff, lightly turned away these attacks, and inflicted a fatal blow on the other party, that is, a moment of effort, among the many monks, more than a dozen people died under the force of the ghost Buddha and Shen Miao, and many did not even have a chance to escape the soul.

Zen Master Qindu's face was full of grief and indignation, looking at the Buddha city like a hell on earth, and he couldn't stop reciting the Buddha's mantra of rebirth. I hope to surpass the unjust souls and ghosts in the hands of these unprovoked ghosts and Buddhas.

The forgetfulness of the Qindu Zen Master's mindfulness, suddenly felt a powerful and incomparable aura flying rapidly from a distance, and his heart couldn't help but be hot, guessing that it was the two heroes who rushed to look, and then raised his eyes to look, but found that a black cloud flew in the distance, and there was a person standing on the black cloud, this person was dressed in black, his face was extremely cold, and he held a huge Qingxiao shield in his right hand.

Zen Master Qindu couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, secretly guessing that this person was another big devil who killed people without blinking? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be extremely nervous at the moment, the original Shen Miao already had the momentum of being invincible in the world, and if there was another helper, it was estimated that the people present would not even have much chance of getting out.

At this time, even if this Zen Master Qindu is a generation of eminent monks, and the Dharma is divine, everything will become insignificant in the face of absolute power.

But to the surprise of Qindu, the man who controlled the black clouds drove the black clouds directly over their heads, but he didn't pay any attention to them, as if he didn't see them, and looked in his direction, and he was chasing after him.

However, at this moment of shocking glimpse, the Zen Master Qindu, a monk who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and did not fall, was suddenly speechless in surprise.

Zen Master Qindu clearly recognized that this person who controlled the black clouds was the young man who claimed to be a disciple of the Heaven-shaking Ding Sect a few days ago!

Just when Qin Du was puzzled, Wan Tingjun had already harnessed the black clouds and came not far in front of the wanton slaughter.

I saw Wan Tingjun pause at his feet, and the black cloud quickly fell to the ground and disappeared. He didn't have to say hello at all, as soon as he left the black cloud, he controlled the Qingxiao Shield to wave in the air, and slashed at the Shenyu, and the castration was fierce and abnormal.

The strength of the divine fallacy has reached the realm of half immortals, and naturally he sensed a strong hostility as soon as Wan Tingjun appeared, so as soon as Wan Tingjun's footsteps fell, this divine fallacy waved his right hand, and saw the blood-colored big Zen staff filled with evil aura in his hand.

At this time, seeing Wan Tingjun's sickle attacking, Shen Fallacy didn't want to, and pushed the blood-colored big Zen staff forward, so he wanted to take Wan Tingjun's slash with the supreme defense of the Zen staff.

For a moment, only rolling blue light could be seen in the heavens and the earth, and only the monstrous killing intent was spreading.

However, when Wan Tingjun saw that Shen Mu was unexpectedly using his magic weapon to fight hard with Qingxiao Shield, a contemptuous smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Others don't know how powerful Wan Tingjun's Qingxiao Shield is now, but he himself knows the power of Qingxiao Shield now.

Today's Qingxiao Shield is not known how many times stronger than before, or rather, the previous Qingxiao Shield is just a sleeping divine beast, and at this time, the Qingxiao Shield that has undergone transformation in Wan Tingjun's hands seems to be a completely awakened divine beast with the power of the sky, compared with the two, it is naturally not the same.

Wan Tingjun saw the divine blood-colored Zen staff flying high in the air, against the blade of the sickle, and as soon as his heart moved, the golden halberd jumped out of the abyss.

As soon as this golden halberd appeared, everyone present exclaimed, and they regretted it in their hearts, why did they forget to take this artifact in the first place, maybe it would play a role in the battle ghost Buddha in the back.

The divine man who was wielding the blood-colored Great Zen Staff was also surprised at the first sight of the golden halberd, but then he was replaced by even greater surprise.

A small sound came from the air, and it was unbelievable to see his extremely powerful blood-colored Zen staff being cut in two by the blade of the scythe that flashed with black light.

Seeing that the magic weapon was destroyed, Shen Mu roared angrily, pulled his hands hard, and tore off the arhat beads on his neck, and suddenly these dozen blood-soaked arhat beads circled and flew around Shen Mu.