God Ring Howl

After a burst of thunder and lightning.

The one-horned old man let out a scream.

The demon armor on his body was actually shattered inch by inch under the continuous fierce attack of the silver arc.

The seemingly indestructible black scales on the body surface became dull in the blink of an eye.

It turned out that Zhizhi secretly scored a collected thunder ball in the net of Buddha Qi.

That's why the net of Buddha Qi exerted such terrifying power.

Chi Chi Chi,.

A piercing, piercing and terrifying voice came.

The five fingers of the silver giant fist separated suddenly, as if five giant cones arranged in a circle suddenly plunged into the chest of the one-horned old man.

Immediately afterwards, the silver arcs on the surface of the five fingers, which still carried the lingering prestige of thunder beads, exploded.

The non-stop bouncing silver flame shot out from the one-horned old man's chest at an unimaginable speed.

Amidst the ups and downs, crackling screams, the silver flame completely enveloped the one-horned old man in an instant.

"Do not,"

The one-horned old man who was completely enveloped by the raging silver flames let out a loud cry.

Under the high-temperature silver flame grilling, the one-horned old man immediately turned into ashes and became nothingness inch by inch.

Even Dacheng Nascent Soul, who has cultivated for 10 years, could not escape the slightest bit.

At this time, the surging multicolored glow suddenly disappeared.

In the next moment, a slapped jade slip floated in the void.

And a silvery figure also appeared.

It is intelligence.

At this moment, his whole body was shining with silver light, and he looked like he had operated the Vajra Art to the peak of the sixth floor.

At this time, the startled rainbow transformed by two demon shadows in the distance and another tall figure arrived in the nearby midair almost at the same time.

As soon as the light disappeared, it was the hideous bald old man and the blue-faced old man with demon patterns on his forehead.

The other tall figure is naturally Zhiwu.

They are looking at Zhizhi and the silver flame that is still burning with unbelievable and extremely shocked gazes.

An extremely surprised voice came from behind Zhizhi, it was Zhiwu who followed the bald old man and the blue-faced old man.

He stared at Zhizhi, and at the same time, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes and asked,

"Junior Brother Zhizhi, you just killed the envoy of the Blood Light Demon Emperor,"

"I didn't expect my junior to collect thunder beads, and cultivated a jade slip made of Xuanyu,"

"I think, the younger brother must have hidden his cultivation, I'm afraid the younger brother has broken through the Profound Buddha and entered the realm of the Buddha Emperor, right?"

Zhizhi responded vaguely to Zhiwu, but did not turn his head to look at Zhiwu.

Just looking at the bald old man and the blue-faced old man who appeared on the opposite side, his expression was a little gloomy.

"It's all a fluke, don't talk about anything else, the troubles for both of us seem to be bigger now,"

Zhiwu asked in surprise, "Well,"

As soon as Zhiwu finished speaking, Zhizhi suddenly moved forward with one hand.

The blazing silver flame immediately turned into a thunderball, and flew back into his hand with a whizzing sound.

I saw that the silver thunderball, which was originally the size of a thumb, now seems to have consumed one-third of its volume.

As soon as Fang's true face appeared in the eyes of everyone, he suddenly disappeared into Zhizhi's yellow cuffs.

This made the pupils of the two monsters on the opposite side shrink suddenly, and their expressions became more dignified.

Zhiwu's heart also froze secretly.

The blue-faced old man with the blue forehead on the opposite side spit out a mouthful of anger, and said with frost on his face.

"Okay, okay, you dare to let the one-horned messenger die in front of our two messengers?"

"Hmph, today the two of us can't say that we will leave the two of you dead,"

As for the other bald old man, there is no nonsense.

He just rolled three or five beards under his mouth one by one, and pinched the spell with one hand shaking like an afterimage.

The billowing black air floated out of the body surface, and then the black air merged and condensed rapidly, turning into a shield of more than a thousand inches in size.

Every shield is black and glossy, densely packed, without exception, they all block Zhizhi and Zhiwu.

Then the bald old man quickly raised his other hand.

A ray of blue light flew out, rising against the wind and turning into a giant blue gate, stretching across the void.

The giant cyan gate is about twenty feet high, about eight feet thick, with rust spots on the surface, and a huge ghost head imprinted on each side.

The ghost's head is green, its face is fangs, and its face is so ferocious that it makes people feel so horrified that they want to close their eyes.

The murderous aura emanating from it makes people dizzy and fearful.

Seeing this scene, Zhizhi and Zhiwu were all surprised in their hearts, but forcibly pressed the wave and casually looked at the giant blue door.

As for the blue-faced old man, he let out a low growl and waved his hands again and again.

An even more frightening scene appeared.

A half-foot large gray leather bag and sixteen black lights emitting a fishy smell shot out densely.

The gray leather bag swelled against the wind, and immediately turned into a size of three feet, and the mouth of the tiger-headed bag suddenly opened.

There was a loud hissing sound inside the bag, and hundreds of balls of red light shot out from inside like bullets.

After turning three or five times in the air, it turned into more than two hundred blood-red flying snakes with crystal clear bodies.

Each is about five feet long, with red light flowing all over the body, a pair of five-fingered claws on the abdomen, and stretching out five or six inches of snake letters in the air.

As for the sixteen black lights, they exploded with a bang bang after Fang Yi let go.

As a result, the black air rolled endlessly and turned into a ghost banner with a height of sixteen feet.

The ghost banners fluttered in the wind, and on each side was a half-naked woman standing on a skull.

Every woman is all over the country and the city, beautiful as a flower, not only stunning, but also enchanting and bewitching.

"The ghost heaven gate of the ghost world, mother and child true ghost banner,,"

Zhiwu saw clearly the treasure sacrificed by the demon cultivator on the opposite side, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't help reminding loudly.

When Zhizhi heard these two names, his expression was also moved, and he turned his head to ask Zhiwudao with some surprise.

"Ghost Heaven Gate, Mother and Child True Ghost Banner, aren't these two of the top ten Buddhist artifacts in our Buddhist world?"

With his eyes flickering, Zhiwu made a suggestion with some hesitation.

"Junior brother must be careful next time,"

"Among the top ten Buddhist utensils in the Buddhist world, these two are imitations of treasures from the ghost world,"

"The ghost heaven gate and the mother and child real ghost banner in the hands of this demon cultivator are only stronger than the imitation Buddha artifacts in our Buddhist world,"

"Since the opponent has such a top-quality demon weapon, it seems that he won't take it easily,"

"How about, let's leave these two demon cultivators alone and leave immediately,"

"Thinking about it, they won't really try their best to stop us,"

Zhiwu obviously saw the true intentions of the bald old man and the blue-faced old man.

These two demon cultivators have reached the level of the demon emperor, and they deliberately lured them here for the purpose of exterminating them.

Seeing that the two demon cultivators were protected by the strange treasures from the ghost world, Zhiwu felt that the chances of winning were not high, so he started to retreat.

Zhizhi slowly transmitted voice to Zhiwu, and his words were full of unquestionable tone.

"It's too late, brother,"

"We still have a long way to go back to Flowing Cloud Sect,"

"Even if you want to escape, there is no chance. Don't you see that we have fallen into their ambush?"

"Brother, as long as you help me contain one of them first, I will defeat each of them."

"Don't worry, I know what's in my heart,"

There is a strange sense of immediacy in saying these words intelligently.

Ruo Ruozhi Wu is not an elder of Liuyun Sect at all, even if he is, he is just a puppet.

On the contrary, he is intelligent, as if he is the genuine elder of Liuyun Sect.

Of course Zhiwu also understands that what Zhizhi just said is right.

But what surprised him was the attitude of Zhi Zhi, a former junior, towards him.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he nodded in disbelief, and replied through the same voice transmission.

"Since junior brother is sure of winning, I will of course try my best to support you one or two times from the sidelines,"

"I will dispatch a Buddha treasure immediately to trap one of them,"

"The other person will be dealt with by the younger brother first,"