God Ring Howl

As soon as the mother flag was extinguished, the terrifying power of confinement trembled violently and immediately disappeared from the void.

The huge silver wave disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared within a few miles.

As for the silver Nascent Soul who controls the silver knife, the silver light on its body surface is dim at this moment.

It seems that there are only a few Buddha Qi left.

Obviously, the continuous beheading just now made it wear out too much.

Just like a residual candle in the wind, it only needs to be a little bigger, and the candle will be extinguished.

The silver Nascent Soul's eyes were dim, and although his movements were quick but slightly slow, he jumped up and reached Zhizhi's head in one fell swoop.

In the next moment, Yuanying aimed head and foot at Baihui acupoint, and immediately disappeared.

The golden giant mouth and golden golden ape not far away also turned into two thumb-sized jade slips with a buzzing sound.

The jade slip had already lost all its brilliance at this time, and the moment it flew into Zhizhi's palm, it immediately turned into gray-white powder and scattered in all directions.

What remained in the palm was only a black thunderball the size of a sesame seed.

Looking at its lifeless appearance, even if it can exert some thunder power, it will not have much impact on the practitioners.

Zhizhi sighed secretly, and muttered in his heart, even if he fought with mortals, the thunder beads would not be of much use.

Quickly pressing the thoughts in his heart, Zhizhi let out a long breath at this moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, this smile could not conceal the paleness and exhaustion on his face at all.

At this time, Zhizhi's cultivation base has fallen from the peak of Xuanxian to the ninth-rank Golden Buddha.

Judging from its situation, it still shows a very unstable look, and there is a tendency to drop to the middle or even the early stage.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a loud noise from the other direction, and the earth trembled violently.

At the same time, several astonishing breaths shot up into the sky from that direction, giving people an extremely evil, gloomy and terrifying feeling.

Zhizhi's complexion changed drastically, his eyes fixed, and he immediately turned his head and swept towards the battle group over there.

After the entire demon formation collapsed, the originally pervasive black demon energy also dissipated.

The battle group land over there will naturally see clearly.

The huge silver shield that trapped the bald old man and the four ghost generals had been shattered inch by inch.

The bald old man and the four ghost generals turned into a gust of dark wind and shot out from inside. After a few flashes, they were suspended in the air.

The four ghost generals were fine, they couldn't see anything more than their brutal and fierce faces.

As soon as the bald old man got out of the group, he glanced at Chih-chi.

He suddenly discovered that the demon formation that had been carefully arranged had disappeared without a trace.

Squinting his eyes, the bald old man shivered as if remembering something, and quickly sensed the breath of the blue-faced old man.

To his horror, the breath of the blue-faced old man disappeared without a trace.

His complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

Looking at Zhi Zhi's gaze again, there was a lot of horror and fear amidst the suspicion.

He had been with the blue-faced old man for hundreds of thousands of years, and was accepted as a small number of emissaries by the blood light demon emperor almost at the same time.

He naturally knew a little about the mother and child monsters practiced by the blue-faced old man.

He knows very well that under the best operation, the power of the mother and child will be fully activated.

His supernatural powers are even greater than the four ghost generals he summoned from Tianmen, even the Bloody Demon Emperor is afraid of it.

It was only a hundred breaths of time from when he was trapped to free.

During this period, the blue-faced old man used the extremely powerful mother-child banner.

However, he was killed physically and mentally by the little-known Buddhist Liuyun Sect, a wise monk.

This kind of result made him a little unbelievable.

The bald old man could no longer stabilize his mind, and finally became frightened.

And Zhi Wu, who had been urging the silver head all the time, at the moment the silver cover burst.

Finally, he opened his mouth uncontrollably and spewed out several balls of blood, his face was as white as paper, as if a gust of wind would tear it apart.

Obviously, in order to trap this bald old man, Zhi Wu also paid a considerable price.

It is unimaginable to lose the Buddha energy and energy in his whole body.

It seems that he is more injured than smart.

His cultivation has fallen to the Mahayana stage, and any mutated monster will kill him.

Wisdom glanced at the bald old man and Zhiwu respectively, and the corners of his mouth twitched, suddenly revealing a cold and stern look.

However, just before intelligence takes any action.

The bald old man in the distance suddenly made a tactic with one hand, and the black demonic light on his body surface flowed rapidly.

With a whoosh sound, he turned into a black light more than ten feet long, and flew away like a frightened bird.

Under the extremely unfavorable situation where the blue-faced old man was destroyed and his intelligence and supernatural powers were unfathomable.

The bald old man decisively put oil on the soles of his feet and fled.

The four ghost generals were swept under the black light, and were also wrapped in the black light into the escape light.

As for the Tianmen that appeared, the moment the bald old man fled away, it disappeared for a moment, as if it had never appeared before.

Zhizhi squinted and opened his eyes coldly, and hummed.

Immediately, he flicked his sleeves and made a single-handed tactic.

The black thunderball the size of a sesame seed in the palm suddenly bounced up.

Immediately, they all turned into an extremely slender black light and chased after them with buzzing sounds.

Zhizhi quickly seized the moment when he was still in the ninth rank of the Golden Buddha, and immediately followed Leizhu Dunguang.

Zhizhi decisively blessed the potential supernatural power of the black thunder ball to stimulate physical energy on himself.

As a result, hundreds of extremely small blue electric arcs surrounded his entire body.

Amidst the roar, his body rolled over and over again, and disappeared in place like lightning.

In an instant, intelligence and black light chased after each other, and disappeared at the end of the sky.

Witnessing the scene where Zhiwu was not much behind compared to Wu Guang, Zhiwu let out a long breath, and his expression relaxed.

Zhiwu is very self-aware.

He knows that in his current situation, self-protection is a problem, let alone hunting down the enemy.

In fact, even catching up with the fleeing bald old man would not be of much help, it might as well stay where he was and heal quickly.

Quickly took out a white jade bottle from the storage ring, Zhiwu poured out a dozen precious pills and took it.

Immediately, a trace of unusual bright red appeared on his face.

However, his spirit has been lifted a lot because of this, and his cultivation has stopped the downward trend.

Afterwards, Zhi Wu's gaze suddenly turned, and he couldn't help but look at the demon formation where he had fought fiercely just now.

Sweeping over the wreckage of several hills turned into rubble piles, a trace of strange color flashed across his face, revealing a thoughtful look.

After half a stick of incense, there was a sound of breaking through the sky.

A golden rainbow approached from far away, and after a few flashes, it was not far from Zhiwu.

As soon as the light was gone, Zhi Zhi fell to the ground expressionlessly, panting slightly with a white face.

With a movement of one arm, a round object was suddenly thrown down from the air.

With a bang, it rolled right in front of Zhiwu's feet,