God Ring Howl

But this time, Yuan Kong didn't chase after him.

His wrinkled face just sank suddenly.

The next moment, without hesitation, one hand went straight to Qing Guang, who was fleeing in the distance, and punched slowly and quickly.

In the sky above the blue light, a phantom of a silver fist with more than three feet appeared almost simultaneously.

Stretch the fist, and grab it downward like lightning, the five claws are shining silver.

Rumble.

There was a loud noise, and Zhikong was hit hard by a giant fist.

Like a meteorite, it fell from mid-air to the ground, and directly knocked out a huge hole several feet in the bluestone ground.

Next, Zhikong was submerged in several gravels without any suspense. [

A sneer appeared on the corner of Yuan Kong's mouth.

With a movement of his figure, a golden afterimage flashed past, and appeared at the edge of the big hole the next moment.

He glanced coldly into the cave, raised his arm, and the palm of his hand shone with silver light.

The demon-slaying spear emerged from the coiled electric snake with a roar.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the spear and stabbed it fiercely into the huge hole.

While the silver arc was flashing, the demon-killing spear was like a silver fish several feet long jumping up and down on the ground.

After a bang, the demon-eliminating spear pierced into the ground at a hundred feet of the mountain col, and disappeared without a trace.

And an extremely painful muffled groan came out, and the nearby ground immediately shattered.

Countless gravel splashed everywhere.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a dim blue light burst out from the ground.

It was Zhikong whose face was as pale as snow and the black cassock was draped on his body in tatters.

At this moment, the corner of Zhikong's mouth was bloody, and the blue light flickered all over his body, a sign that he was about to collapse.

It seems that although the blue light turned into by this shield is extremely miraculous, its defensive power almost reaches the level of a middle-grade fairy weapon in the fairy world, but after being hit hard by Yuan Kong one after another, it finally couldn't hold on and was on the verge of collapsing.

As soon as Zhikongfang was forced out from the ground by Yuankong, he immediately continued to shoot desperately into the depths of the mountain depression.

He was only five or six feet away from the magic circle where his master was banned. [

The corner of Yuan Kong's mouth curled up into a sinister smile, and he pointed forward again.

The silver demon spear suddenly appeared in the void.

After waving with one hand, Zhikong, who was surrounded by the thin and almost transparent blue light, has slowed down greatly at this time, only one-tenth of the original speed remained, even though he continuously sacrificed the black ruler The three magic weapons, the God Prisoner's Circle and so on, but in front of the mighty Demon Elimination Spear, they are as useless as paper.

Coupled with the fact that there is only a little fairy spirit left in Zhikong's body at this moment, and his cultivation base has dropped drastically, even though the divine will urges these treasures to self-destruct, the huge difference between the second-level Golden Buddha and the fourth-level Golden Buddha in the fairy world , has long been doomed to an unchangeable tragic fate.

Boom, boom, boom.

After three loud bangs, the three treasures were shattered in one blow.

The demon-eliminating spear pierced Zhikong fiercely without any hindrance.

Although Zhikong tried his best to speed up, he kept changing the direction of the flying shot to avoid the terrifying attack of the demon-killing spear.

However, with this spear's supernatural power comparable to that of a middle-grade fairy weapon, Zhikong simply can dodge and dodge.

As a result, the demon-eliminating spear pierced through the thin and transparent blue light, and pierced through Zhikong's chest viciously with a swish.

Zhi Kong, a second-level golden Buddha man in black, uttered a shrill scream, and fell from midair.

He seemed to be deliberately approaching the distance of two or three feet from the sealing circle again, and landed with a crash.

In a blink of an eye, Zhikong landed four or five feet away from the sealing circle.

He turned his head to the sky, closed his eyes tightly, and remained motionless.

The black clothes were all shredded, and there was a thick hole in the chest, emitting a strong burnt smell.

There wasn't a single drop of blood spilling out of the cave, that's because of the high temperature roasting.

But there are several slender silver arcs dancing around the entrance of the cave.

"Hmph, Zhikong, the second-level Golden Buddha also wants to play some tricks in front of me, it's wishful thinking!"

Yuan Kong snorted coldly, raised his hand and pulled back the demon-killing spear floating three feet above Zhikong's body.

Then point a finger at Zhikong with one hand, and the four silver nails are separated from the finger almost at the same time, and fly straight in the direction of Zhikong.

The silver nail that left the finger swelled strangely, turning into a giant silver sword about a foot long, and flew around Zhikong's body at once, nailing Zhikong's limbs firmly to the ground.

Immediately, the four silver nails flickered spiritually.

Perhaps it was because of absorbing Zhikong's blood essence that the bloody glow burst out unexpectedly.

Not only that, the blood-colored awn jumped erratically, and they communicated with each other in an instant, and a blood-red chain emerged, winding left and right, and sealed Zhikong instantly.

The Nascent Soul that just came out of the Baihui acupoint retracted into the body in fear, and could no longer escape.

Yuan Kong finally felt relieved, and with one hand, he slapped Zhikong with one hand, and took the storage ring on his middle finger directly into his hand, and then quickly swept his spiritual thoughts inside, his complexion darkened instantly, and he said in a terrifying way: " You didn’t carry the powerful spirit formula that Lao Bushi gave you, hmph, do you think I can’t find it if Yunkong and Sikong escape with it in private? Hehe, what a joke, doing this will only speed up the speed of their deaths!”

A cold light flickered in Yuan Kong's eyes, he raised his head gloomyly, his gaze swept away, and his spiritual thoughts scattered in all directions.

It's a long story, in fact, it only took five breaths of effort from Yuankong's attack to Zhikong's restraint.

But Yunkong and Sikong had already fled three thousand zhang away, turning into two fuzzy black dots.

Yunkong didn't shake off the two Dharma guardian monks who followed closely behind.

Not only that, but the other Dharma protectors who came from the Buddhist sect joined forces in pursuit, as if they were about to catch up.

But Sikong threw the other two guardians farther and farther away, and his escape speed was far faster than the opponent who was chasing after him.

The corners of Yuan Kong's mouth twitched a few times, looking at Sikong who was about to disappear into the sky in the distance, after a moment of thought, his body moved, and an elongated golden light locked onto Sikong and shot straight away.

Looking at the golden light going away, Zhao Xiang, who was invisible in the void hundreds of meters away, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After seeing Yuan Kong hit his junior brother Zhikong to the ground just now, Zhao Xiang's heart moved, and he wanted to restrain the short and thin Yuankong, and directly took Zhikong into the fifth layer of the altar's core god ring.

Because from the brief conversation between their brothers and sisters, Zhao Xiang already understood.

This Yuankong was probably controlled by a mysterious person and served him, or he was in collusion with that mysterious person because of evil intentions, and helped the mysterious person to ban his own master in order to obtain the secret cultivation method of the Buddhist sect. Every opportunity to suppress or even massacre decent disciples of the Buddhist sect who have a little bit of righteousness and kindness.

Just when Zhao Xiang was about to make a move, a piece of information entered his sea of ​​consciousness strangely:

Benefactor Zhao must not act impulsively, the poor monk managed to create this opportunity for the benefactor to meet the poor monk's master.

Master has been waiting for this opportunity for 500 years, and the donor must trust the poor monk.

Donor, wait for the opportunity, listen to the voice transmission of the poor monk, and enter the sealing circle.

Whether the master can survive, and whether the Buddhist sect can continue.

It all depends on the benefactor!