"Attention, here it is."

Hongyan screamed, her eyes fixed on her feet and moved.

The twelve of them were all nervous, their eyes fixed on their feet.

I saw the golden light of the eaves under their feet.

Shift back and forth between the twelve directions to gather strength.

When the golden light was in full bloom, there was a strange whistling between the flow and transformation.

Immediately after that, twelve golden rays of light were transformed, converging towards the top of the tower.

Twelve golden rays of light rushed into the glass beads on the top of the tower.

airplanes

A shudder.

Awakened the Wild Beast.

A strange roar.

Low and hoarse, the shaky Spirit Slaughter Pagoda hummed.

The skull-sized beads at the top of the tower suddenly shone golden.

shines so brightly, but also sees the situation clearly.

It was a bead-shaped glass ball the size of a skull.

The inside is empty, and the real golden light is the thing in the glass ball.

It's very small, it's the size of a finger, and it doesn't go unnoticed.

Crystal clear, like jade, a faint auspicious light shrouded it.

This is the relic of the great monks of the Buddha realm.

Although it is not as good as the Buddha's relics, it is also a rare treasure.

Set a lifetime of cultivation for the Buddha's power in a bead.

Very rare.

There is no one in 10,000.

It can be used on the imitation of the Soul Slaughter Pagoda, even in the Buddha realm, it is a very rare thing.

How could it be otherwise.

So it is conceivable that although the Slaughtering Spirit Pagoda in front of him is an imitation, it is also a great treasure.

In the golden light, the true appearance of the monk is revealed.

Lifelike, it is really like the monk is alive.

Sitting in the void, overlooking the state of all worlds.

What he looked like before he died.

A string of Buddhist beads in the left hand and a ring knife in the right hand.

It's not the physical body, it's just an ethereal spiritual body.

Actually, it's not even a spirit body.

Because there is no conscious thought, it is completely just a form.

Otherwise, people in the Buddha realm will not use such sacrifices on the Soul Slaughtering Pagoda.

"Don't look at it, it's you, quick, go up and smash it."

Kun One Hundred and Eight suddenly yelled at Zhu Daneng.

Pointing at his feet, he almost scolded.

Tell you to watch tightly, watch tightly, what are you doing!

One by one, they don't have eyes.

If you were a guy from my Beihai clan, Lao Tzu would have knocked your skull open.

What are they all pretending to, so they don't listen to good words.

Do you have donkey hair stuffed in your ears?

At this moment, Zhu Daneng was stunned.

The others were covered in golden light, but there was no trace of gold on his body.

What does it mean?

It's rare for everyone else to be good, but I'm not the only one?

It's a bit of a taste!

I was looking around, looking for the reason, and suddenly I heard a call.

Point to your nose to confirm.

Only then did he pick up his knife and climb to the top of the tower.

Get down to business first, and then talk about the benefits.

Why do you have it, but I don't.

This guy is full of benefits, how can he have the heart to fight.

"You're a pig! Are you a monk, a monk, a climber? ”

Kun one hundred and eight watched Zhu Daneng climb up with both hands and feet.

Suddenly I was out of breath.

Although it is a demon clan, it has already turned into a human.

The key is the monk.

O monk!

What is a monk, flying to the sky and doing everything is called a monk.

The difference with ordinary people is that there is a little more ability that ordinary people don't have.

You're a good guy, and you crawl with both hands and feet like ordinary people.

Wait for you to climb the Spirit Slaughter Tower, and there will be a fart!

Do you know the truth that opportunities are fleeting?

"Hey, he's a pig!"

The old bear smirked, and the one hundred and eighty-one who provoked Kun rolled his eyes.

What are all these things, they have all become heavenly demons.

Pity my Beihai clan has many talents, but none of them are so lucky.

Look at these guys, don't be jealous that it's fake.

Zhu Daneng listened to Kun One Hundred and Eight and Lao Xiong shouting, and actually stopped to look.

Keep climbing!

Where is it still useful?

Only half the way up.

Just look at the ethereal spirit body of the high monk at the top of the tower and swing a knife.

The Spirit Slaughter Pagoda shook violently with such a knife.

"My mother."

Zhu Daneng screamed and hurriedly raised his knife to greet him.

Knives collide.

Zhu Daneng, who climbed up, slipped out and slipped to the bottom of the tower.

Lying on the ground and looking up, his face was full of disbelief.

And without him, the corners of the eaves of the tower shone golden again.

Apparently missed the opportunity.

No one reminded him what to do next?

A lesson from the previous car, a teacher from the back.

all saw Zhu Daneng's performance.

This is not a joke, it is going to be deadly.

I was almost slaughtered with a knife!

All of them are staring at each other.

After such a time, we all know that the opportunity is fleeting!

There is no room for sloppiness.

All of them have changed.

I don't see the big grin I had before.

One by one, they stared cautiously at their feet, and the weapons in their hands were tightly grasped.

Desperate posture at any time.

This is the true face of the Ten Heavenly Demons.

Each has its own strengths, otherwise it would really be so easy to become a demon.

Why don't you choose someone else, but ten of them?

Nature is unusual.

Oh

Zhu Daneng blushed and had a thick neck, embarrassing!

What a pig!

Yes, the ontology of oneself is a pig.

But I also know that this is a curse.

What a face!

Leap up, use your hands and feet, and quickly climb to the top of the tower.

Occupy the original eaves corner, bow your head and silently look at your feet.

Shame and courage.

Ready to strike again.

A big mouth twisted to one side, one to the other, muttering and cursing.

I don't know who he's scolding.

Anyway, he just felt that it was not his fault, it was someone else who caused him to lose it.

"Is it my turn!"

Kun One Hundred and Eight suddenly screamed.

There was no golden light under his feet.

Fang Tian painted a halberd in his hand.

The man had already scurried out, approaching the top of the tower as fast as he could.

Halfway through, he raised Fang Tian's halberd high.

bang

Kun One Hundred and Eight chose to smash.

The spirit monk at the top of the tower originally waved his ring knife to cut it down.

But he suddenly raised his head, and the falling ring knife was changed to an upward flirtation.

Gave up the action to chop.

rumble

The golden light collapsed, and Kun One Hundred and Eight suddenly flipped back and fell.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated by the spirit monk at the top of the tower.

It was slashed by a knife.

The spirit monk at the top of the tower collected the knife and hidden.

"That's it, does it work?"

Such a result made the Ten Heavenly Demon Criminals mutter.

I don't know if I can help the little master in the tower.

Nature is useful.

The rocks inside the tower were already felt.

The monk who was originally going to raise the sword and slash changed to the upper teasing.

And the loud roar came from outside.

"There's someone out there to help, dragging the two of them."

The rock shouted, pointing at Yu Yixiao and Tuo Erye, and asked the wind hermit and the water thirty-seven to drag them down.

To put it bluntly.

There is nothing to hide.

Now it's not a matter of taking things or not taking things.

It's a matter of whether you can live or not.

Trapped in the Spirit Slaughter Tower, who told you to come together?

Now that you're in, play your part.

Three heroes and a gang, let's get these two guys.

Otherwise, nothing to talk about!

"Are you sure?"

The Wind Hermit was a little unconvinced, who would have thought of attacking the Spirit Slayer Pagoda outside.

If it is, then the Soul Slaughter Pagoda can be broken.

He is a hermit who knows the Buddha Realm Soul Slaughter Pagoda and knows how to break it.

The problem is that I didn't tell others!

Even if you could, would the people of the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Realm let you do it?

I can't imagine it.

That's exactly what happened.

The red face of the fox clan also knows how to break the Spirit Slaughter Tower.

Only then did the ten heavenly demons from the outside world, under the leadership of Hongyan, attack the top of the tower together with Kun One Hundred and Eight.

And that's what they did.

There is really no one in the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Realm to stop it.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't distinguish people.

Gongsun Kang and Yun Aochen, as well as Ge Qilu later, were all desperately attacking the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Realm.

The pressure on Mo Yunqi's side is not small.

However, at this time, the flags of the World Alliance were raised from all directions.

With shouts of killing, wave after wave of monks joined in.

So that the people of the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Realm really have no way to maintain the Soul Slaughter Pagoda.

This gave the Ten Heavenly Demons a chance.

Yu Yi smiled and glanced at Second Master Tuo with a solemn face.

They naturally knew the weakness of the Spirit Slaughter Tower, which was the top of the tower outside.

As the person who controlled the Spirit Slayer Tower, he naturally knew the consequences of continuing this situation.

Hurry up and kill the three of them, or all the work will be wasted.

"Whew......"

"Roaring ......"

The two of them turned into two kinds of alien beasts and pounced together, attacking the wind hermit and the water thirty-seven respectively.

"Good chance, hold them back."

The rock screamed, and the opportunity came again.

The white bones swayed, soared into the air, and spun like an arrow off the string, shooting straight at the top of the tower.

rumble

When the rock reaches a certain height, it automatically triggers a thunderbolt.

However, such thunder is like a tickle for the rocks.

It's just that the rock didn't take any measures, and it didn't mean to destroy the thunder.

Want to get closer to the top of the tower.

The Soul Slaughter Pagoda also seemed to sense the meaning of the rock.

Thunder wound up violently.

Click.

Thunder flashed.

Seeing such a scene, the scalp of the Wind Hermit and the Water Thirty-Seven went numb.

But he also observes secretly.

Clear.

Fight with him, the battle of the old enemy begins, and you can't fight the thunder.

Not his opponent.

can't let him have a chance to shoot the thunder.

I don't have the ability to carry it, but others don't care.

The Wind Hermit was even more afraid.

If this guy had used thunder against him, he might have been finished.

When you go out here, you must find a way to restrain the thunder.

Otherwise, the battle of rivals must not begin.

If you force others, you will die by yourself!

Click

When the rock reaches a certain height, it feels like it's almost there.

In this position, the Buddha at the top of the tower should appear.

Or the best place to do it yourself.

It depends on whether this hand is useful or not.

The last time the Buddha appeared, the knife that was supposed to cut himself turned into a flirtat.

It's like someone else is attacking him.

What would have happened if he hadn't retreated by himself and continued to go up and slash him?

That's what the rock thinks at the moment, to give it a try.

Waiting for the outside world to help their own people lure away the Buddha's knife.

Attack him yourself.

There are people outside who help, except for the Ten Heavenly Demons, no one.

In this case, either the Buddha himself is being dragged or the people outside are holding the Buddha.

Then if one side drags on, it can give the other side a chance.

Look for a tacit understanding.

I believe that people outside will understand their hearts.

Between the flips, the thunder burst out of his hand and mingled with the thunder at the top of the tower.

The situation of annihilation has reappeared.

Sure enough, the thunder was about to disappear, and the golden light flashed, from nothing.

In an instant, it became more and more prosperous.