Disaster strikes!

Song Guichan's transformation from Buddha to Demon made Nanzhan Zhuxiu feel extremely strange in his heart, and the blood-colored root system that grew out of the lotus platform under his seat also made this big array become a Shura battlefield.

Almost in an instant, the Dao source of the five people was absorbed, and then Song Guichan's spiritual power was already frantically drumming, much faster than Fang Xing swallowing the pill and refining the Spirit Sutra to restore the spiritual power, and after obtaining this almost endless mana, he also changed his previous gentle appearance, and shot brutally and ferociously, pointing at the key points of Nanzhan Zhuxiu......

"You have forced me to this point, and the only end is to fall into the Shura Hell forever!"

Song Guichan's big hand turned into a golden stone, grabbed Li Hongyi fiercely, and tore off one of her arms, if it weren't for Li Hongyi's quick opportunity and gritted her teeth to break free, it was her whole person who was torn at this time, and Song Guichan threw his arm down, and the blood-colored root system under the lotus platform swam up, and had already rolled up this arm with the blood and flesh she sprinkled in the air.

The flesh and blood on one arm and the blood sprinkled in the air were absorbed in an instant, and Song Guichan closed his eyes slightly, revealing a very satisfied expression, and his voice was hoarse and cruel: "Originally, I didn't want to fall into the reputation of being slaughtered too much by myself, and I only subdued you, but when you see my demon appearance, you can't live anymore!"

"Damn, he's a particular person, and he's still thinking about his reputation when he arrives......"

Fang Xing scolded hatefully. My heart also tensed, knowing that the matter was serious.

Song Guichan was scheming, and from the very beginning, he sent the Pure Yang Dao disciples out of the battle, thinking that he was playing a clumsy trick, but he didn't expect to wait here, judging from the fact that he was so careful. Obviously, he cherishes feathers very much, and it is estimated that if the disciples of the Pure Yang Dao see this scene, they will all be killed by him, not to mention the cultivation of Nanzhan Zhu, they must be killed by him.

At this time, the Nanzhan Zhuxiu in the big array, as well as the fierce beasts that followed Fang Xing in the air, had become his prey, and Fang Xing was forced to have no choice but to collect the surviving fierce beasts into the Hundred Fierce Diagram. And the injured Nanzhan Zhuxiu did not dare to come forward to besiege again, the closer to Song Guichan, the more dangerous he was to be entangled in the lotus platform by him, and his body was lost and turned into dust.

"You are a Buddha, I kill a Buddha, you are a demon. I'll slay the demons!"

Facing the ferocious and infinite Song Guichan, a loud roar sounded. But a shadow slashed at the lotus platform.

It was Nanzhan monk Wang Qiongzhong, this woman's body was torn in many places, and she was full of spring, but she ignored it, holding the wind and fire wheels, and she didn't know what secret method she blessed her. There was a faint layer of red light on his body, and he was like a humanoid beast, and he rushed in front of him against Song Guichan's two wind spells, and the wind and fire wheels burst out ten times as powerful as before at this time, rumbling and rubbing. The fire borrowed the wind, and the wind borrowed the firepower, shattering a piece of the void and crushing Song Guichan.

From this trend, it can be seen that this woman has hidden part of her strength before.

Perhaps, if it weren't for Nanzhan Zhuxiu and Song Guichan who had become a situation where either you die or I die, she would continue to hide.

And Song Guichan, at this time, a touch of yin and owl color flashed in his eyes.

The woman's sudden burst of power made him feel threatened, and then his heart was furious.

"I am a Buddha, and you must all be surrendered, and I am a demon, and you all deserve to die......"

In the roar, Song Guichan suddenly pinched the seal, his expression was solemn, and his voice came from the Nine Shadows: "Dashu ......"

“...... Hundred Soldiers' Tombs!"

Thundered!

As this seal was pinched, the void trembled, trembling like the surface of water.

And in this trembling, a spear covered with golden runes emerged, with a murderous aura and a simple atmosphere.

After that, there was a huge axe, ten feet long, dark and deep.

Then another knife, another hammer......

One weapon after another emerged, representing a terrible killing rule, suspended in the void

With each additional weapon, the fierce Wang Qiong received more resistance, and he was suddenly suppressed in the air by a hundred soldiers.

Dashu!

At this time, what Song Guichan performed was no longer an ordinary technique, but a great technique at the bottom of the box.

There are thousands of magic tricks in the world, ancient legends, between heaven and earth, such as smoke magic, there are a total of Tao, heaven, immortals, gods, mysteries, laws, base seven, etc., each word, represents a big realm, and only a magic trick, push the ultimate of the god-level magic, break through the last layer of obstacles, you can reach the category of immortal law, can be qualified to be named "Dashu" two words.

The three great techniques of killing, immortality, and sentient beings that Genbo passed on to Fang Xing, Jin Wu, and Wu Sang'er are like this.

The two techniques of rain distribution and thunder protection that Long Jun passed on to Fang Xing are also of this kind.

And the sword magic technique that Fang Xing learned from the black sword fetus also belongs to this category, of course, the difference is that this sword magic technique has a mysterious origin and has its own subtleties, although Fang Xing has barely mastered it, he still doesn't really understand it.

At this time, Song Guichan performed a great technique, which means that he also urged his true strength.

Wang Qiong, who cast a secret method and burst out with ten times the power in an instant, was originally intended to be a blockbuster and behead Song Guichan under the two wheels, but she never wanted to be trapped by Song Guichan's great technique with a very fast reaction, at this time, the whole person had been suppressed in the void, and under the power of the constraints of the rules of the Dao, she was already unable to move at all, and her heart was beating for a while, and the murderous aura of the Dao was entangled like silk threads.

"Whew!"

A wound suddenly opened in her chest, and it looked like she had been slashed.

"Poof!"

Another bloody hole pierced her body, like a gunshot wound......

None of the weapons suspended in the air touched her body, but the rules were manifested in her.

For a while, one after another wounds appeared, and Wang Qiong's life was in danger in an instant. There was not the slightest power to resist.

The blood-colored roots under the lotus platform under Song Guichan's seat had already snaked out like a snake and wrapped around her, taking Wang Qiong's life in no moment, obviously because Song Guichan coveted Wang Qiong's Dao source mana, although after death. He can still absorb flesh and blood and turn it into mana, but it is not as large and fresh as directly extracting the divine soul source of the living.

"Sword Demon Technique!"

"Nine-headed baby!"

"Quack...... Instantly slash two Jindan Mahayana invincible golden wings ......"

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing, Li Ying and Da Jinwu were closer and hurried to the rescue.

On the other side, Han Ying and Li Hongyi, who were still fighting viciously, also slashed at Song Guichan, trying to help them share the pressure.

However, after Song Guichan used the first great technique, there was a steady stream of shots.

"Nine Shadows Great Technique!"

The peacock formed by the fire spirit reappeared around the body, only this time it turned black and gave birth to three heads. The rolling black flames soared from his body, containing infinite violent and ferocious aura, flying around him, and then rushing towards the powerful baby who turned into a powerful ghost and rushed towards him, this peacock was originally very Buddha-like, but in an instant it turned into a terrifying demon, and the body was full of ghosts and ghosts. It seems to be even more poignant than the baby, containing countless resentments.

Rumble!

A head in the middle of the black peacock swallowed the baby in one gulp. Then the black flame contracted violently, as if to refine him.

"Five Thunder Technique!"

Behind him, a thunderbolt rushed to Jiuxiao, and then divided into five paths, and the rope was generally wrapped around the Great Golden Crow, Rao is Great Golden Crow's strength was fierce and boundless, and his blood was so thick that it surpassed the imagination of ordinary Jindan monks. was bound by these five divine thunders, and couldn't break free for a while, and was slashed by thunder and lightning and screamed, waving his two wings indiscriminately, stirring up the turbulent wind and spiritual power turbulence in the air.

"Destruction Technique!"

Song Guichan's big sleeves were opened. Suddenly a fierce wind gushed out from it, pulling out the ground and urging the city, and rolled straight towards Han Ying, in the wind, there were countless small wind blades, and there was a corpse of Nanzhan monk in the air, which was being rolled by the roots of the lotus platform, and had not yet been sucked clean, but it was blown by this wind, and it was like Ling Chi, and the flesh and blood of the body were scraped away in an instant, leaving only white bones.

Han Ying was a little shocked at this time, with a slash of the spear in his hand, he kept tearing the surrounding void, using the crack formed by the fracture of the void to block the strange wind from approaching him, but in this way, every blow must have the power to tear the void, and the consumption is indescribably amazing, but the strange wind is endless, watching his defensive circle get smaller and smaller.

After that, Song Guichan clasped his hands together: "Whip Mountain Dashu!"

A huge mountain suddenly appeared in the air, thousands of zhang high, as if it grew out of the air, it was not a phantom, but an incomparably real mountain stone, which happened to grow between him and Fang Xing, as the mountain kept growing taller, Fang Xing was also pushed back by him, and when the mountain grew up, Fang Xing had been forced by Song Guichan to a thousand zhang away.

"Red Lotus Grand Technique!"

A sneer has risen on Song Guichan's face, pointing at Li Hongyi, a lotus flower is placed in the void, faint red, one by one wrapped around Li Hongyi's body, Li Hongyi under the shock, at first rushed to the spiritual power, wanted to struggle out, but soon the frightened color on his face gradually faded, his expression became more and more indifferent, wooden, gave up the struggle, and finally slowly knelt down to Song Guichan, the whole person seemed to have surrendered, only the bottom of his eyes, there was a touch of unwillingness.

Since the monk Nanzhan worshiped in Shenzhou, the person with the strongest temperament and the most unwilling to give in also worshiped at the feet of Song Guichan at this time.

A smile appeared on Song Guichan's face, and his eyes slowly looked at Fang Xing, who was forced out of thousands of zhang by him, with a look of arrogance, arrogance, and sarcasm: "Fang Daoyou, you have already lost, do you have anything else to say?"

Fang Xing, who was thousands of zhang away, hung his head, looking extremely depressed, alone, and said with some interest: "It seems that you have really learned all the spells in the northern region of Shenzhou...... It's too dragged, it is estimated that the master's participation in the study of magic will not be as good as you in his life, because except for some things that must be learned, I really can't raise the momentum......"

Hearing this, a faint smile had already risen on Song Guichan's face, but Fang Xing's next words made him slightly stunned.

"But if anything, it's ......"

Fang Xing raised his head, and his voice gradually became extremely depressed and angry: "Even if you learn the eight thousand methods, you are not invincible!" As he spoke, he raised his hand, and as soon as he spoke, the spiritual power that was shaped like a grinding and flowing clouds in the air gathered over: "I have a master, I am very good to the master, not only protecting me, but also passing on the first specific spell I have cultivated in this life, called the Yin Yang Great Mill, and you bullied him, so I went up the mountain today, just to let out a bad breath for the old man......"

Speaking of this, Fang Xing exhaled and opened his voice, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the sound waves rolled, like rolling out of the sky.

"Today, I will use a big grinding plate to break your Shenzhou Eight Thousand Laws!" (To be continued.) )

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