With one sword, the golden body is shattered!

It's not cracked, it's broken. The golden body of the saint who received the sage www.biquge.info was much stronger than the golden body of the Zhun Ti sage, and he founded the Western religion, and later turned into Buddhism, accumulating I don't know how much merit is. This golden body of a saint contains all the power of the golden body of merit.

But it was such a golden body, and it was directly slashed by Mu Ran.

With a knife, Mu Ran felt that his strength was gradually declining, and his consciousness could only slowly control his own body.

If he continues to weaken like this, it won't be long before he becomes a fish on the board of the saint and is allowed to be bullied. Don't look at his knife, it seems that he has achieved a considerable advantage, only he knows that this knife has injured the flesh and skin of the leading saint, but it can't hurt his muscles and bones.

"Fire Spirit, you really think that this saint won't get angry!" The roar that led to the saint shook Mu Ran's eardrums and was about to burst.

He picked up the demon slaying pestle with one hand, grabbed the Guiding God Building with the other hand, and pounced viciously towards Mu Ran. The remaining seventy percent of the mana was exerted to the limit by him at once, and he bombarded Mu Ran without any reservations.

Fang was still able to rely on the way of obsession to suppress and lead the saint to attack, and it didn't take long for the situation to completely change. Mu Ran, who was already getting weaker and weaker, turned his last strength into one sword after another, struggling to block every attack of the leading saint.

Every time the fire crystal long knife collided with the Divine Attraction and the Demon Suppressing Pestle, Mu Ran's entire body had to shake backwards three times, and in the end, every time he struck, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

On the contrary, it was to lead the saint to fight more and more bravely, and seventy percent of the mana was not much consumed, but it was slowly replenished with the help of the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the strength of each pestle was getting bigger and bigger.

"What's the matter, weren't you very good at fighting just now? Aren't you very powerful? Why do you want to retreat? What about your knife? Can you break the knife of this holy golden body?" He has been hit hard, and he has been completely crazy, and he has long forgotten his kind expression on weekdays. Now on his face, there is nothing more than a hideous look like Shura's hell.

Blood erupted from Mu Ran's body as if he didn't need capital, and Mu Ran didn't even have much strength left to parry at the moment, not to mention that he had to answer the scolding of the leading saint, he gritted his teeth and dragged the leading saint to death.

As long as they can delay for more time, then the people in the Fire Spirit Emperor Palace will have more hope of escaping. Even if so far, for the saints, they are just ants, but one day, ants will be able to turn over and become humans!

"The scorching sun gang fire is still in the body of the Zhun Ti saint at the moment, and it can't be controlled at all, just can't escape, just fight hard, in short, this emperor, I will never let you have a good time!" Mu Ran's mind turned a lot in an instant, and then, he simply used his natal means.

His natal life is the transformation of the twelve-grade karmic fire red lotus, and what he wants to use this time is the natal true fire of the twelve-grade karmic fire red lotus, the red lotus karmic fire!

As long as it is a living being, as long as it is still in this world, it will commit all kinds of sins, some may be intentional, some may be unintentional, but there is no doubt, as long as it is a living being, there will be mistakes.

It is an indisputable fact that saints are high above and immortal, but in the final analysis, saints are also human beings, and saints are also living beings in this world. They will also have selfishness, they will have strife, they will also have greed, hatred, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires, so they will also have sins, and they will also be infected with karma.

As long as there is karma, the red lotus karmic fire can ignite it and burn it. This burning is not a flame burning in the general sense, at least such as the Nine Heavenly Fire and the Blazing Yang Gang Fire, although they are fierce and majestic, there are still traces to follow, and there may be a way to extinguish them, but the Red Lotus Karma Fire can only wait for him helplessly, and completely burn the karma.

Karma is ruined, which is not a good thing. This karma is only an introduction and a fuse, but it is not a fuel for the fire, and when the karmic fire is burned out, it also represents the day of the destruction of that living being.

"In my name, the Red Lotus Karma Fire, burn!" Mu Ran is the Twelve Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus, if he can't control the Red Lotus Karma Fire, then it would be too much to say.

With this trick, he will be greatly injured, and in the current situation, he may even let himself be wiped out and his soul will be scattered, but he has no choice.

As soon as the words fell, a trace of fiery red flames ignited on the body of the leading saint, which was extremely inconspicuous.

"Karmic fire, karmic fire, this is karmic fire!" Receiving the sage's knowledge, he was finally afraid. The so-called immortality of the saint also has a limit. Their saint primordial gods entrust the way of heaven and will not be extinguished, but once the karmic fire is burned, they may be able to burn all the primordial gods they entrust in the way of heaven!

"Karmic Fire Red Lotus, Karmic Fire Red Lotus, how can this Karmic Fire Red Lotus be in your hands? You, you, you are the Tsing Yi man at the beginning!" the leading saint was worthy of being a person of great wisdom, and only then did he react at once, and roared with a frightened face.

He clearly remembered that the original Tsing Yi Dao man, in a sense, was not inferior to their saints, and in the end, he became white, and he could even fight with Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

Receiving the heart of the saint, he was a little afraid, and even Dao Ancestor Hongjun had no way to suppress the person, how could he kill and kill him?

However, enduring the sharp pain of the burning body, the leading saint suddenly reacted, and Mu Ran in front of him had reached the point of running out of ammunition and food, and it only took a few more strokes to be able to completely kill him. Kill him, then this red lotus karmic fire may be self-defeating.

"Do you think that this saint will be defeated by you so easily? Karmic fire? This saint will have immeasurable merits, and even if it resists for a while, it will definitely not suffer too much damage. Okay, this saint will take advantage of this time to kill you fiercely!" The leading saint who made up his mind grabbed the demon pestle, forcibly endured the pain that pointed directly to the origin, and smashed it down on Mu Ran's head.

was already very weak, after casting the natal true fire red lotus karmic fire, Mu Ran's body, as if it had been hollowed out, had no mana left. His eyes were already a little heavy. Things that look through the eyes have also become layered and blurred.

There is not much left of the power of the pestle to attract the saint, at most there is only the means of the quasi-saint, but to kill Mu Ran in front of him, not to mention the quasi-saint, come to a golden immortal, give him a hard time, it is enough to kill him.

A triumphant smile appeared on the face of the leading saint.

Suddenly, a little cold light broke through the air and stopped in front of the demon pestle that led the saint.

"The saint keeps his hand, this man, I will kill. A cold tone suddenly appeared, and then a man in a pitch-black robe and an iron mask appeared.

From the voice, the sage was able to discern that this was a woman.

"The Nine Shades of the Reincarnation Sect, this saint didn't look for you, you still came to the door by yourself?" The leading saint withdrew the demon suppression pestle, stared at the nine shadows, and said.

"This man, I will kill, leave it to me. Jiuyou's voice was extremely cold, and it didn't seem to be like what she said.

No one saw that under her iron mask, in her eyes, a pitch-black mist seemed to completely envelop her sanity.

What she is doing is what she thinks in her heart, and it is not what she thinks in her heart.

"It's okay, this saint has granted your wish. "The merits of the saint can hardly be measured in the slightest, but I really don't care about the karmic fire burning time at this point, at most it is just a little uncomfortable and painful, but it can't hurt his roots.

With the promise, Jiuyou turned around and looked at Mu Ran.

"If you kill Shizun, I will kill you. Don't blame me. Finally, it was no longer as cold as ice, but there was a trace of warmth, and of course, in this warmth, there was also determination.

No one knew that under the iron mask, two tears suddenly fell from her eyes shrouded in black mist.

"So, you must die. Then, her voice was as cold and unforgiving as if she had returned from hell.

"Nine, Nine You?" Through his heavy eyelids, Mu Ran seemed to be able to barely see Jiuyou's figure, and his ears also heard Jiuyou's voice, he couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it.

Trying his best and stretching out his hand, Mu Ran seemed to want to grab the person in front of him, but he was really tired, his injury was already too serious, and the weight had left him with no more strength to do something else.

"Don't blame me, don't blame me, I really can't control myself, don't blame me!" In his heart, Jiuyou suddenly burst into tears and shouted helplessly. She couldn't control herself at all, and she didn't know when, she seemed to be a different person, and she lost control over herself.

"No matter what, you're going to die. Obviously, what he thought in his heart was not like this, but what he said was such cold and ruthless words.

Mu Ran's hand was still desperately stretching upward, as if he wanted to grab Jiuyou's figure. Seriously injured, he was a little confused, and he couldn't tell whether what he was looking at was a dream before death or the real world.

Before he had a chance to say anything, the silver filament of the Nine Shadows had already pierced his heart directly, followed by the liver, spleen, kidneys, and lungs.

Pain, he felt the pain, the physical pain, but it was far from the pain in his heart, which made him unacceptable.

"Nine, nine shades?" With a hint of questioning and a look of relief that people couldn't understand at all, Mu Ran's eyes finally closed. He was tired, very tired, running around, dodging everywhere, desperately trying everywhere, and he finally fell.

"No, no!" Jiuyou's heart also completely collapsed, this is not what she wants at all, even if she will hate Mu Ran, hate Mu Ran for killing her master, but it will definitely not come to such a point, absolutely not!

Finally, the Fire Spirit Emperor died, and on the bright side, the major forces of the Central World were finally destroyed.

The rest is only Heavenly Court, the Wu Clan, and a little bit of the power to fight against Buddhism.

"Pick up the little one!" An angry howl pulled the Usher Saint back from his dream, he looked around, but he didn't see any one at all, not even Mu Ran's corpse and Jiuyou.

"Who?" As soon as Mu Ran died, the red lotus karmic fire on the saint's body was automatically lifted, which was also one of the bases for him to be able to judge whether Mu Ran was really dead. Without the suppression of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, he would no longer be afraid of anyone, so he asked out loud.

Not only him, but even the seeds of the scorching sun fire lost their help, and no longer burst into flames like crazy, but lurked, no longer making any moves, so that the Zhun Ti Saint was able to get back a life.

"Lao Tzu finally chose a successor, and he was made old and weak by you two bastards, and he was severely injured, Lao Tzu will never let you go!"

At this time, in the eyes of the leading saint, a knife suddenly appeared, a knife that he remembered vividly.

Scimitar, a scimitar like the waning moon, bevelous and bewitching.

"Do you think you bullshit saints are invincible in the world? Sitting in a well and watching the sky, let's take it! One knife out, January arc!" The same knife move actually drove out all the power of the Taiyin Star, and the leading saint seemed to feel that what he was facing was not a Taiyin Star at all, but thousands of Taiyin Stars!

In comparison, the Rakshasa move of "one knife out, one moon arc", and the demonic scimitar itself, is simply the difference between fireflies and the sun!

"Poof!" What Buddhist Dafa, what saint's golden body, what merit golden body, all of them were smashed by this knife, and even his demon subduing pestle was cut off by the waist.

Like a kite with a broken string, the saint flew out, and no one knew how heavy the wound was.

Above the heavenly court, on the throne of the Jade Emperor, a middle-aged flat-headed man in white clothes sat wildly and uninhibitedly on it, and below, the Jade Emperor, the red-shirted guest, and the yellow-haired guest all knelt down humbly.

The man in white played with a crystal clear cup with one hand, and the crystal-colored liquid in the cup exuded a mesmerizing fragrance, making the three people in the seat a little intoxicated.

"Okay, okay, these two people are finally dead, then, there will be no one who can challenge fate, and my game can finally slowly debut. ”

"It's just a chess piece, you can easily get rid of the person you want to get rid of the most, hehe, ambition and feelings, these two things, it's really scary. ”

"Anyway, it's not ripe yet, but it's about the same. ”

"Wait, Dadao, the world you want, I will let him collapse again and again, destroy again and again!" The eyes of the man in white were full of that kind of madness like revenge.