God Ring Howl

The big black ball of the fist in the right palm of the bald old man flashed black light round and round.

The voice-transmitting monster surnamed Wu obviously cut off the connection between them.

And Zhizhi could no longer hear any voice from Wu Laoguai.

The bald old man put away the black ball with his right palm together, and the greed in his eyes was fleeting.

"As long as you kill the profound Buddha wisdom of Liuyunzong, it should not be a problem to open the protective city wall in the southeast of Liuyunzong,"

"Since the orders from the Demon Emperor have come, let's hurry up and leave."

"It's a good thing that intelligence is not small,"

"If you kill him, maybe you can get some heaven-defying treasures,"

The blue-faced old man nodded with sharp eyes, and his eyes also showed the color of drooling.

"Of course there is no need to say more about this. Is there any master who doesn't have one or two rare treasures?"

"Since the Demon Emperor has ordered, I shall do my best."

"Act quickly, change will happen later,"

Immediately with a shake of his arms, blue lightning sparks crackled for a while.

The blue-faced old man formed a pair of blue wings at the same time, and the surface of the wings was covered with blue steel cone-like spikes.

Each spike is not only ferocious and ferocious, but also has countless electric arcs jumping on it.

At this moment, it looked like the blue-faced old man descended like a nine-day demon god, holding a thunderbolt in his hand.

With a powerful slap of his wings, he saw a huge blue arc flashing across the void.

The blue-faced old man disappeared without a trace amidst the continuous sound of thunder.

The moment when it emerged again.

Zhizhi saw from the Jialan Buddha plate that the blue-faced old man had hidden somewhere hundreds of feet away.

With the shaking of the Jialan Buddha plate, the blue glow flourished, and the bald old man who remained in place appeared again.

I saw him flicking his sleeve, and a ball of red light shot out.

After circling, he turned into a cloud of crimson mist and covered himself.

Then the bald old man's whole body flashed red and turned into an afterimage, chasing after the blue-faced old man invisibly.

Zhizhi snorted secretly to himself.

You idiots actually put your idea on my head, let's see how the old monk will deal with you and so on.

At this moment of thinking like this, Zhizhi's facial muscles twisted suddenly and imperceptibly.

With a flick of the yellow sleeve robe, sharp silver knives flashed out, and at the same time turned into huge shadows of more than ten feet in size.

With lightning speed, the giant sword rushed to a place more than ten feet away from the city wall of the Huzong, and directly slashed away.

An equally huge black stick suddenly protruded from the void.

In the next moment, it collided firmly with the huge knife shadow.

Rumbling,.

Three loud bangs burst out suddenly.

A dazzling and huge light cluster formed almost simultaneously.

Following that, a terrifying wave spread like every inch of it was shattered.

The entire void collapsed three or five feet into it.

Smart was taken aback immediately.

He floated up from the city wall of the guardian sect, and looked at the source of the sound, showing a bit of surprise.

Immediately, he squinted his eyes, and his face returned to the calm appearance of the ancient well, and he raised his hand and moved forward.

As soon as the dazzling light converged, all the fluctuations disappeared.

But the figure of a one-horned old man in the void over there became more and more clear.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the one-horned old man turned into six feet tall, holding a black iron rod in one hand.

He stared fiercely at Zhi Zhi.

Wisdom Divine Sense swept over the other party, his face was shocked: "The emissary of the demon clan,"

It was the old monster Wu who was talking to the blue-faced and bald-headed old men with the help of the sound transmission device.

Zhizhi did not hesitate to make a tactic with one hand, and a burst of silver light flowed on his body.

At the same time, he opened his mouth, and two silver hooks sprayed out from his mouth.

The six-foot-tall one-horned old man sneered at Zhizhi with disdain on his face.

"Sure enough, the many mutated monsters you killed earlier have a lot to do with you, right?"

"So many mutated monsters with powerful supernatural powers in our demon world were killed by you in a few strokes without knowing it,"

"Hmph, only a mysterious Buddha like you who has practiced the Vajra Art to the sixth level and formed a silver body can do it,"

"However, your state of mind was too unstable just now,"

"It's a little too early to show such powerful supernatural powers,"

"Don't you feel sorry,"

After finishing speaking, Old Freak Wu's whole body was immediately enveloped by a cloud of green energy.

A murderous intent flashed in Zhizhi's eyes: "With your cultivation base, you must not be an unknown person among the monster clan,"

"Let's report your name first," Zhizhi said with a cold disdain on his face after a short pause.

Immediately, Smart's sleeve swung away at the cyan air mass.

A ball of silver Buddha fire condensed by Buddha power and energy shot out.

The temperature of the Buddha Fire Ball was extremely high, and as soon as it touched the blue air mass, it was instantly reduced to ashes.

Facing the sixth level of the Vajra Jue and the profound wisdom of the Buddha, the one-horned old man did not show any fear.

Instead, he stared at Zhizhi, his eyes breathing fire, and he looked like he was sure of winning.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that you already possessed the extremely difficult Buddha fire,"

"No wonder you can kill mutant monsters in an instant. This old man is the emissary of the blood-light demon emperor sitting down on the black demon,"

"Smart, today this old man will cut you into pieces and avenge my children,"

"Really, it also depends on whether the black demon envoy has this ability," Chih-chih laughed, not paying attention at all.

In fact, in his heart, he was a little uncertain.

If he only faced this person who claimed to be the emissary of the black demon, Zhi Zhi was quite sure to kill this person.

However, if he counted the blue-faced and bald-headed old men who still haven't shown up until now, his heart beats.

With one enemy and three, even if he really has a lot of trump cards at the bottom of the box, it is frightening that it will be difficult for him to resist the siege of the three.

He could only cut the mess quickly before the other two high-level demon cultivators showed up and planned to make a move.

In any case, the envoy surnamed Wu must be killed first.

At least let him be seriously injured, so that he can't restrain and influence himself.

It's a long story, but in fact everything is just a blink of an eye, and intelligence immediately started strangling without talking nonsense.

With a movement of the two silver hooks in front of him, densely packed silver hook shadows suddenly appeared, rushing towards the opposite side overwhelmingly.

At the same time, the yellow cuff quickly rolled out, and the silver knife in his hand swung out again.

The silver light is shining, shining like the sun and the moon.

A knife shadow tens of feet long shot out again.

With just a flash, he arrived in front of the one-horned old man first, and unceremoniously slashed down on the head.

When the envoy surnamed Wu saw this, the one horn on his head trembled and let out a low growl.

The black iron rod that was originally held tightly with one hand shook immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the black iron rod transformed into thousands of overlapping shadows.

At the same time, a stick mask intertwined with stick shadows engulfed his figure tightly, making it impermeable to wind and rain.

The silver knife shadow slashed down at the stick cover, unexpectedly bounced several times and bounced away.

Under a strange and unpredictable force, the shadow of the knife shattered and dissipated inch by inch.

The stick cover is as solid as gold, and it looks like it can't be broken.

But at this moment, countless hook shadows who attacked first rushed towards them like arrows.

But after a flash of silver light flashed on the surface of the fierce stick cover, they shattered and disappeared like pearls.

Accompanied by two pleasant clear sounds, the two silver hooks were finally bounced off by the stick cover composed of dense stick shadows, revealing their original shape.

When Zhizhi saw this scene appearing, his sharp-edged face couldn't help but froze suddenly.

The formulas in his hands also changed like a wheel,