The rock clutched the white bone figure and stared at the place where the Buddha might appear at the top of the tower.

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A glimmer of gold.

The figure of the Buddha is beginning to appear, but it has not yet been condensed.

Here it comes.

The best timing.

Kill him.

The rock had burst out, and a sword slashed at it.

It doesn't matter if you have it or not, let's split it first.

Since the body has appeared, it must be this position.

See if you can get past it.

"Amitabha!"

A faint Buddha horn.

Immediately, Jinguang Dasheng seemed to have caught the other party off guard.

A ring knife slammed into the white bone in the rock's hand with lightning speed.

Really caught off guard by the rocks.

Look at the ring knife, stick it to the other person's chest.

If it hadn't been for the sword to block it, the white bone drawing would have already slashed him.

It's just that they are too powerful, so they still defended it.

It's really a thin line.

"Well, it's still a step slower!"

Rock sighed, he was fast enough, hard enough, but he was still behind others.

It shows how powerful people are.

People have the ability to be the last to come, the first to come.

Remove!

Since the blow missed, it was impossible to hurt him again.

Wait a little longer!

Withdraw.

If you can't do it with one blow, hurry back.

In front of such a strong person, you can't take advantage of it.

"Huh...... Is it my turn! ”

The old ape in the outside world suddenly found that the golden light on his body was gone.

Excited!

I've been waiting for a while.

Immediately rushed to the top of the tower.

Just raised the big iron rod to smash it, but saw that a guy on the opposite side had already smashed a halberd.

was driven out first.

This is crooked!

Curse in your heart, this bastard.

Immediately rubbed his teeth.

"Okay! Much faster than me. ”

Blinking wide-eyed, he looked at Kun One Hundred and Eight on the other side.

I forgot what I was doing.

Full of jealousy.

It's faster than me.

I remember not so long ago that I was not as good as me!

It seems that this guy is also a great character!

The old ape had this in his heart.

"What are you looking at, don't you hurry up and smash it."

Kun's one hundred and eight Fang Tian painting halberd smashed down, and it actually destroyed the glass ball on the top of the tower.

As he retreated, he looked at the old ape, hoping that he would make up for his shortcomings.

He saw it clearly.

Although the glass on the top of the tower was smashed, the relics inside were not injured in the slightest.

In his eyes, at this moment, as long as the old ape sees it.

Catch up with yourself and come again.

The relics can definitely be done.

Who knows what this guy is doing stupidly!

If you don't know how to miss the opportunity!

Sure enough, the monk's spiritual body reappeared, but it was the sword downward, resisting something.

I want to deal with these people from the outside world, but I don't have time to attack upwards.

What a rare opportunity.

What is that stupid monkey looking at this way!

What's so good-looking, hurry up and smash it!

What a great opportunity.

With proper cooperation, the dead monkey may be able to solve the problem with a stick.

What is this bastard thinking!

You're going to miss your chance!

"Wow......"

The old ape came to his senses, and the big iron rod that had been raised fell from the ground.

It's a pity that it's just such a momentary difference.

What's more, there is a lack of strength.

The monk had already drawn his sword.

Don't look at the sword is very short, but the power is amazing.

Lift the old ape and the big iron rod together.

Shh

Bang bang.

The old ape's big iron rod flew out of his hand, jumping directly and rolling down the tower, and the sound was quite loud.

The old ape himself slipped from the top of the tower to the bottom of the tower, and looked up on his stomach.

Suddenly, the old face was bloody, his eyes widened, and he jumped up.

Annoyed and angry!

The big iron rod that was lost was gone, and another one appeared in his hand.

It seems that there are more such iron rods, and there are not a few spare ones.

It's a hurry.

It's embarrassing.

So many people are watching!

I can't even take a knife.

The weapons are gone.

It's not as good as Zhu Daneng.

Shame on you!

He was knocked out of the tower and lay on the ground.

The key is not that his skills are inferior, but that he has deserted.

Stand at the corner of the eaves and stare at the changes under your feet.

It's a pity that it won't be your turn!

In a hurry, he screamed again and again, scratched his ears and cheeks, jumped up and down, but what can he do!

I won't be able to take my turn for a while.

Maybe that's the chance.

In short, the ten heavenly demons are basically their turn, and even Hongyan is also on it.

However, even if the glass was shattered by Kun one hundred and eight.

The relic at the top of the tower didn't want to shake half a point.

It's like being inlaid on top of a tower.

The sword slashed and the sword slashed, without a trace of loosening.

Such a thing is already a treasure in essence.

Extraordinary things can be moved if you want to.

Obviously, it is not possible to let it go, so we can only do our best and find a way.

Just get rid of this relic.

Even if it's smashed, it's a good thing.

But it's too hard.

The twelve people took turns to smash desperately, but they couldn't shake it in the slightest.

On the contrary, from time to time, he was cut down by the Buddha's golden body under the tower.

Fortunately, the twelve people are all powerful, and the bodies of the heavenly demons are already different, and they will not be killed by the golden body of the Buddha.

It's not a good time!

The power of that sword is not fatal.

But the twelve people who were also shocked were all vain in blood and blood.

If it goes on like this, it's hard to hold on for too long.

Click

Kun One Hundred and Eight took his Fang Tian Painting Halberd to pry the relics.

Fang Tian's halberds were bent into bows, and the relics seemed to be integrated with the top of the tower.

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The monk's spirit body reappeared.

It shouldn't be like this.

If it happens too quickly, there must be a reason for things to go wrong!

Obviously, Kun One Hundred and Eight threatened the Soul Slaughter Pagoda, so the monk's spirit body suddenly appeared.

The ring knife was swung and slashed down.

Slashed at the Fang Tian painting halberd bent into a bow.

I didn't cut the Kun one hundred and eight, but I cut the Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

It did seem like a threat to him.

This gave hope to the twelve.

It turns out that you don't need to smash it, just find a way to pry it!

So what are you waiting for, just keep coming.

"Get out of the way, I'll come."

Kun One Hundred and Eight felt that he had found the trick.

Seeing that the golden light disappeared under Zhu Daneng's feet, he actually grabbed it and got on it himself.

Zhu Daneng was stunned, but he didn't stop him.

Those who can work harder, or automatically grab it.

Then let him go!

It's too late to stop it, people have already replaced themselves.

This guy scolded and stood at the corner of the original eaves of Kun One Hundred and Eight.

Roll your eyes and look.

Hold your head to watch the Kun One Hundred and Eight performance.

Although he is muttering and scolding, he still hopes that others can do it.

After all, the trapped little master of his own family.

Boom

There was a strange noise.

Fang Tian's halberd was straight, buzzing and trembling.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey"

Kun one hundred and eight up and down a few back and forth.

People also hung on Fang Tian's painting halberd and jumped up and down, which shows that he is really hardworking.

Twisted a Fang Tian painting halberd.

Seeing that Fang Tian's halberd was almost broken, he couldn't pry the relics.

He didn't believe in evil, and he went to pry again.

Suddenly, the golden light was shining, and the Buddha appeared and slashed down.

Or aim at Fang Tian's halberd.

Click

The ring knife slashed directly at Fang Tian's painting halberd.

The huge force shook Fang Tian's halberd and threw it up and down.

The one hundred and eight Kun that held Fang Tian's painting halberd tightly also rose and fell with the throw.

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One hundred and eighty-one mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

It coincided with the monk's spiritual body disappearing again.

A rain of blood fell.

Without the glazed relics, it happened to be under the rain of blood.

Blood rains cover the relics.

Phew

The relics rose into the air like a burning smoke.

The golden auspicious light and the black evil energy are colliding with each other.

Relics are sacred things in Buddhism.

Kun One Hundred and Eight is a very special person, with an evil spirit in his body.

Otherwise, he can't become a person who is rare in the North Sea Demon Clan.

There was also a hint of evil in this mouthful of blood.

Look at the relics again, there are spots on them.

The smoke was rising, apparently defiled.

And it's the kind of thing that grows and restrains each other.

The blood of Kun one hundred and eight actually has the effect of restraining relics.

It's a pity that there is too little blood like this.

And the effect is not too obvious.

However, this moment is enough.

After all, it played a role in a hint of restraint.

The golden light on the relics writhed like a burning flame.

Slowly remove the surface of the defiled relics.

It won't take long for it to revert back to its original state.

The Kun that fell at the corner of the eaves was one hundred and eight square heaven painting halberds on crutches, and he almost couldn't stand!

"Dead monkey, it's your turn."

Kun One Hundred and Eight saw the changes under the old ape's feet, and quickly screamed, afraid that he would miss it again.

Then I suffered in vain.

"Got it, I see, there's a lot of nonsense."

The old ape grumbled, and the man had already run out.

The big iron rod in his hand whirred around the wheel, and even the person went down with the stick.

Don't dare to be careless anymore.

bang

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

The Spirit Slaughter Pagoda shook for a while.

"It's cracking! Quick, smash again, don't give him a chance to recover. ”

Hongyan saw it and shouted excitedly.

It worked.

Hopefully destroying the Spirit Slayer Tower.

Bang bang bang

There was also a situation inside the Spirit Slayer Tower.

The Wind Hermit and the Water Thirty-Seven chased Yu Yixiao and fought with Tuo Erye.

and not give them the opportunity to transform their spiritual bodies.

Even the rock is also covered with white bone drawings, waving both hands together, constantly waving thunder, not generating its own thunder for the Spirit Slaughter Tower.

"Don't stop, tell them not to stop."

Seeing hope, the Wind Hermit cried out.

Ask the rock to tell the people outside not to give the Soul Slaughter Pagoda a chance to recover.

But no matter how the rock tells people, there is no way to contact them.

"I, I can't tell anyone, why don't you try it......"

The rock yelled, but he had no confidence, and the more he spoke, the quieter he became.

Even if these two guys weren't, they were here to help themselves.

If you don't say it's good, you're here to save yourself.

It's hilarious, old enemy!

Sooner or later, the battle of old enemies will begin, the kind that never stops.

I can still save myself.

But now I can't help but give face.

"I can't care so much, you have to find a way to tell the people outside, don't stop."

Wind Hermit and Water Thirty-Seven almost all said in unison.

The rocks knew they didn't have a uniform caliber.

The reason for this can only mean that they all understand the situation in front of them.

I'm in a hurry.

"No matter, try this trick."

The rock muttered to itself, and suddenly went up again, its head against the wall of the tower.

A hand waved and thunder was directly imprinted on the body of the tower.

The other hand is a white bone drawing, desperately chopping and chopping.

Attract firepower.

Create opportunities for those on the outside.

The golden light of the spiritual monk at the top of the tower flashed, and it was about to reappear.

will not be present.

The power of that knife is really not to be underestimated.

The rock suddenly became anxious, if this is to reappear, give yourself a knife.

It's so close, it's unbearable!

Strike first to be strong, and then to suffer!

Find a way to force you to not be able to swing that knife.

That's all there is to it.

"Dead and dead."

The rock roared, and the white bone trace in his hand was aimed at the spirit body of the monk who was about to be revealed.

One meal output.

Click

The white bone drawing was overwhelmed and broke on the spot.

"Hey ......"

Rock gritted his teeth angrily.

At the critical moment, he folded, waved his hand and thundered on.

Anyway, I have to output a little bit at the end.

Had to be withdrawn.