Chapter 732: Despair

Wen Bufan is also a person who has seen the world, he has experienced a lot of battles and injuries, but he has never hurt so much, that feeling is like someone holding a huge hammer and hitting your heart again and again.

And the force of the beating is continuously increasing, and it can't be resisted at all, Wen Bufan tried to run the Yuan Force, but it still didn't change the result, and the Yuan Force was already worn out before it was approaching.

Wen Bufan raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked around, and found that Liu Min and the others were also covering their chests with their hands, silently suffering from pain.

"What have you done to us?" Wen Bufan condensed, supported the ground with both hands, and slowly got up.

"Didn't you say that? Wash your minds, it seems that you are a little stronger than I thought, and you can still stand up? But that's about it. Jingxin seemed a little stunned, and chuckled.

For their four great bodhisattvas, killing the monks of the Phantom Yuan Continent was simply a simple matter, and they didn't even have the pleasure of torture and killing.

"Whew!" After a short period of pain, Xu Muxi's wings on his back actually evolved again, becoming more brilliant, and his feathers changed from white to black and white.

"I ...... I promised Tianchu that until he returned, I would keep Shangzong no matter what. ”

"Now he hasn't come back, so I ...... You can't lose either. Liu Min's face was expressionless, and he said lightly: "I have already put life and death out of the way, the fifth level of the Saint Yuan Realm?" And how? ”

"Stupid!" Nanhai's tone was calm, as if he was following his words, just two simple words, as if they were mountains, completely flattening them, and Wen Bufan and the others fell to the ground again.

And the monks below the fourth level of the Saint Yuan Realm had already been killed and completely crushed into pieces.

"In all fairness, it's not easy for your cultivation to persist for so long." Thousand hands spoke slowly, not admiration, just a casual remark.

"Look down on people, the fifth level of the Saint Yuan Realm? I will also take you to the funeral. Wen Bufan stood out the blood foam in his mouth, and actually slapped his palm on his chest, and after such a heavy blow, instead of becoming weak, he broke through the fifth level of the Saint Yuan Realm.

"If you can survive, help me tell the sect master, Wen Bufan will not regret it!" Wen Bufan's clothes were already in tatters, but his eyes were extremely firm: "Come on, four great bodhisattvas." "This is the secret in Wen Bufan's heart, even Ye Tianchu didn't know that when he was not the sect master of the Great Sect, he had practiced an evil cultivation method, which could greatly improve his strength, but he would fall into madness and kill, especially as his cultivation improved, he would grow stronger and the backlash would be greater.

Later, he used the great secret method to fight and suppress it, so as to save a small life, which is why Wen Bufan is in the prime of life but may die at any time.

He knew very well that if he performed this exercise, no matter what the final result was, his body would die because he couldn't withstand this power explosion, but so what, anyway, he didn't have a few days to live, it was a pity, he couldn't see the sect master, and he couldn't see the scene of the great sect's prosperity.

But Wen Bufan believes that there will be a day, he believes in the Great Sect, and he believes in the Sect Master. Read the book

"Sect Master, Wen Bufan, go first!" Wen Bufan turned his head, his eyes were a little reluctant, and then he rushed towards the South China Sea like a meteor, his goal was clear, among the four people, the breath of the South China Sea was the weakest.

Although he could temporarily improve his cultivation with the help of exercises, it was not enough for him to fight against the four great bodhisattvas, so Wen Bufan's idea was very simple, kill one of the bodhisattvas at all costs, and strive for one more chance for the Phantom Yuan Continent.

Peng! Wen Bufan snorted coldly at Shangnanhai, he should have felt that he was being underestimated, his words were indifferent, and he was surprised: "I really don't know whether to live or die, since you want to find death, then I will satisfy you." Xu Muxi was already sober at the moment, he didn't expect Wen Bufan to be so decisive, he took a deep breath, and had already made a decision, even though there was still a lot of reluctance in his heart.

From the moment he entered the war, he knew that it would be like this, and in the end, it must be this ending.

However, before he could rush out, Liu Min had already ignited himself to rush to the pure heart, he didn't have so many bells and whistles, some were just a life, and the cultivator could burn his own realm at the cost of bursting out with terrifying power, but as a result, even the soul could not rest in peace.

If there is reincarnation in this world, these self-destructors will fall into boundless darkness, and they will never be able to be reborn, if they ...... If there is reincarnation.

Liu Min didn't think about this, and he didn't care, he had been conscientious since he joined the Shangzong, and even more so when he became the Great Elder, he had spent most of his life studying how to cultivate, and he had no interest in managing the sect.

"Goodbye, Shangzong!" He has a great affection for this place, after all, Shangzong is the place that has accompanied him for most of his life.

"Want to blow yourself up? Bite off more than one can chew! Jingxin also saw his intentions, and his right hand reached out, and the palm of his hand was opened countless times out of thin air, and on the surface, it looked as if Liu Min had hit the other party's palm directly.

Liu Min's body burned, erupted with terrifying power, and then burst open, not even the slightest residue remained, Jingxin was expressionless, just clenched his palm, and when the aftermath dissipated, his palm was also pierced, but that's all.

This is the peak of the fifth level of the Saint Yuan Realm, not desperate, not something that can be defeated by shouting a few bloody lines, Liu Min died, died in the Shangzong that he had guarded for most of his life.

Xu Muxi was distracted, fear swept through his heart, and at this moment, he couldn't give birth to the slightest desire to fight.

"It's completely impossible to defeat!" Xu Muxi muttered, in the past, he only had this idea, but at this moment, it was an impact from the heart, obviously they tried their best, but they still couldn't hurt each other in the slightest.

Peng! Xu Muxi was knocked away by a thousand hands, and his body smashed into the mountains of Shangzong, and in an instant, he felt as if the bones in his body had exploded, and he couldn't even lift up the slightest strength.

Sensing that Thousand Hands and Brunei were approaching, Xu Muxi crawled out of the mountain, his face was pale and he looked extremely weak.

"I'm sorry, I've tried my best, but I still can't make it back for you." Xu Muxi muttered, the corners of his mouth bitter.

With his hands on the ground, he slowly got up: "Lingluo, it's a pity that I couldn't tell you seriously until I died, I love you!" No one answered him, but Xu Muxi knew that someone would know his thoughts.

Peng! Wen Bufan couldn't hold on any longer, he was trampled on the ground by Nanhai, and there was no one on his body intact, Nanhai spat out disdainfully: "Humble ant!" ”