The blue light rushed straight into Xiao Han, and the yellow Vajra array below shook for a while, as if it had a tendency to break. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fu Lou hurriedly shrunk the Vajra Formation and maintained the formation within a radius of three zhang, which was enough to resist. He looked up at the sky, only to see the sword qi like snow, boiling and floating down, and he suddenly felt bad in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

Zhang Muxian injected spiritual energy into the Sihe Sword while looking at the sky thoughtfully. When the Sihe Sword erupted in blue light, he vaguely saw a green gauze tent appear in the sky, which should be the secret treasure of cutting space made by Fu Lou.

"It would be nice if I could keep the secret treasure for myself!" Zhang Muxian felt a sense of greed rise in his heart, and then eliminated it. Among the Three Realms, there are two masters of magic weapon research and development, one is Rulai, and the other is Dao Ancestor. For example, there are three hoops of gold, tightness and forbiddenness, the scepter of the flying dragon, the robe of brocade lanthanum, the tin staff of the nine rings, etc., and the Taoist ancestor refines the vajra, the seven-star sword, the yin and yang bottle, the nine-tooth nail rake, the purple gold bell and so on.

Not surprisingly, this magic weapon of isolating space is also from the hand of Rulai, how dare Zhang Muxian get involved? Not to mention that there is a danger of backlash at any time, it is equivalent to bringing an eye by his side, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the prying eyes of Rulai all the time.

A quarter of an hour later, ten spirit stones were consumed, so that ten spirit stones were enough to create ten heavenly immortals. Zhang Muxian showed no pity, took out ten more spirit stones, continued to support the formation, and swayed his sword qi into the formation.

Fu Lou's face was faintly pale, but he was not weak, he was completely angry with himself. He secretly said in his heart: "I used the Tianluo tent to isolate the space, and I fell into Zhang Muxian's array, I am really stupid and self-bound. ”

The sword qi is like snow, faintly burying the Vajra Array.

"Zhang Muxian, it is better to settle the grievance than to settle it, if you withdraw the formation, I will remove the magic weapon, okay?"

Zhang Muxian sneered and didn't answer, but he couldn't help urging the sword qi, and the sky was blue and snowy.

"Ding, ding......" The cyan snowflakes fell on the yellow light mask and began to make a sound.

Fu Lou's face was even paler, and the sound of "ding" was endless, like an endless lamentation.

"No, it's not a lamentation, it's a death knell for me!" Fu Lou's heart began to tremble. In fact, he was not good at fighting, and he began to reminisce about the past, reminiscing about the days when he followed Ru to preach. In those days, there were hardships and joys, thousands of people admired, and there were bloody winds and rains, and the brothers and sisters all realized the supernatural powers from the master, but he could only imitate the teacher's words.

Zhang Muxian saw that Fu Lou was starting to wander, and said secretly: "Although this person's cultivation is high, his will to fight is very weak, why did Rulai send him here? Could it be that I have turned on the protagonist mode, and Rulai is sending me "experience"?" He didn't dare to despise Rulai so much, so he continued to increase the output of sword qi.

The yellow mask shrank again, leaving only a square circle. As the mask shrinks, the resistance increases, and for each point of inward compression, the amount of spiritual power consumed doubles.

Zhang Muxian swallowed the spirit stone into his mouth for the ninth time, and the rich building had been changed to sitting, and the light shield was only three feet away.

"Zhang Muxian, why do you need to fight and kill? The poor monk will tell you a piece of Buddhism, okay?" Fu Lou's mouth was dry, he couldn't remember how many times he spoke, but he didn't get a response from Zhang Muxian once.

"Jizo Bodhisattva is in charge of the underworld, why is His Holiness afraid of death?" the ethereal voice came from the snowflakes.

"Fart!" The two words almost erupted from his mouth, Fu Lou held back and said in a low voice: "This seat has cultivated into a golden immortal, jumped out of the Three Realms, is not in the Five Elements, and life and death are no longer under the jurisdiction of the Book of Life and Death." ”

"If you withdraw the formation, I may be able to leave you a glimmer of life?" Zhang Muxian said.

A glimmer of hope rose in Fu Lou's heart, and he said in surprise: "Really, are you willing to let me be reincarnated?"

Zhang Muxian laughed and said, "Fake!" He deliberately did this, and found that Fu Lou's mind was weak, and further suppressed his spirit.

Fu Lou's face was flushed, his mana was bulging, and the Vajra Array had expanded to one zhang.

Zhang Muxian was not surprised, maintained the output of sword qi, and compressed the vajra cover unhurriedly.

At the end of the strong crossbow, you can't wear the vegetarian. When we return to the light, we will usher in a great collapse.

In another quarter of an hour, the vajra cover shrank to only half a foot before shattering.

The cyan snowflakes fell on Fu Lou's body, and then a piece of golden flesh was sliced off. The golden immortal-level golden body still did not block the sword qi of the Sihe Sword.

"Ah......h

The sword qi was flying like snow, and he ran so wildly that he could only make more sword qi and body, and cut off more flesh and blood.

Fu Lou was already desperate, he punched the void, "thump", but did not tear the space. He tried to recover the Tianluo tent many times, but there was a four-elephant array to block it, and his divine sense could not penetrate the outside of the array.

"Fu Louna, don't struggle anymore! If you hadn't dug your own grave and put yourself to death, how could I hurt you?" Zhang Muxian's voice kept echoing in the array.

Fu Lou's blood was sprinkled in the blue sky, and the flesh and blood of his whole body had been cut off seventy percent, and he was drenched in gold and blood.

"Dig your own grave, dig your own grave......" Fu Lou muttered to himself, and his will to resist was further weakened.

Zhang Muxian did not relax at all, and took out ten spirit stones, holding one in his hand and swallowing nine in his mouth, maintaining the output of sword qi; at the same time, he silently recited the trick of binding ghosts, and after Fu Lou's body shattered and his soul left his body, he immediately destroyed his soul.

Fu Lou was suffering from the pain of cutting his bones all the time, and his mental will was about to collapse, but he thought of another thing in his heart: a white pigeon was chased by an eagle, and the white pigeon asked Shizun for help. The eagle blamed the master, and the master asked the brother if there was a solution? The brother expressed his own opinions, but the master silently cut off a piece of flesh and blood.

"If I have the will to cut meat and feed the eagle, how can I be afraid of such pain?" Fu Lou's spiritual will began to collapse, unable to control the body, and the soul began to float out of the body.

The cyan light lock flickered, binding Garuda's soul layer by layer.

Zhang Muxian silently recited the mantra and felt a stream of incomparably pure energy fly into his body, and his cultivation surged upward. He used to be a Heavenly Immortal, but he had never been able to touch the edge of the Golden Immortal, and now he finally touched that barrier.

The soul power of Fu Lou was absorbed by Zhang Muxian, and only a trace of black qi remained, which drifted away with the wind.

Zhang Muxian didn't expect that Fu Louna's soul would make him cultivate to climb a step, he carefully tasted the changes after his cultivation climbed, and secretly warned himself: "Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and there will be no danger of life and death in the future, and you must no longer absorb the power of other people's souls." The harm was not obvious, but Zhang Muxian faintly felt that something was wrong.

Fu Lou's soul was annihilated, but Zhang Muxian did not put away the four elephant arrays, but continued to consume the remnants of Fu Lou's skeleton with sword qi until all his flesh and bones turned into ashes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I actually killed a golden immortal?" successfully came, but Zhang Muxian felt like a world away.