Kowloon Daozu

Chapter 890 The Obsession of the Holy Land of Thousand Swords

All the monks who were originally benevolent and kind-hearted now roared again and again,

But no one dared to make a move,

Karma, dragon language,
No matter which one it is, they are not what they are now, they can resist,

Not to mention, it is a dragon language forbidden technique borrowed from cause and effect!

boom!
In the air, there was another half-holy, because it couldn't bear the powerful force, it exploded out of thin air,
A famous monk all lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name,

Other than that, nothing can be done,
However, as the power of the dragon and the forbidden technique increased, gradually, even the saint couldn't bear it.
boom!
Boom!

Three more half-saints exploded, and the blood mist was instantly wiped away by the dragon language,

In the sky, the low-hanging clouds gradually turned blood-colored, and more people were implicated.

woohoo hoo...

The next moment, one after another of tiny Nine Dragon Flames flew directly in all directions,

Flames ignited on countless people, howling in misery!

"Amitabha, benefactor, there is an injustice and a debtor, have you done too much?"

In the distance, the old monk looked at the fierce Dragon Soul with anxious eyes.
If these people are really dead, then the strength of their Buddha Kingdom will drop by at least one-third.

How to fight for world hegemony in troubled times?

"Passed? Hey, if you think it's too much, you can also shoot. You know, you have the strength to block my forbidden technique!"

Dragon Soul glanced at the other party lightly, full of provocation,
However, the old monk bowed his head and remained silent, standing there motionless like a stone sculpture.

He has strength?

Yes, he has!

As a Buddha, he has enough ability to stop the ferocity of the dragon soul.

But the price required is to bear the karma for those people.

To bear the huge karma from the Kowloon Dynasty in the dark!
Even if it is an ordinary true Buddha, he is not willing to provoke the existence easily,

Therefore, he is now directly acting as a deaf-mute.

"coward!"

The Dragon Soul thought of it disdainfully, and then spoke the Dragon Language, its power increased sharply again, and the vast dragon power bloomed in an instant!
boom!
Pom Pom Pom...

Pieces of blood mist appeared, and the people of the Buddhist kingdom died more than one-third at this moment.

The golden yellow sand was also stained with a faint blood color!
However, not only did the Dragon Soul not end at this time, the Dragon Language Forbidden Technique became even more urgent!

hum...

The stars in the sky were bright again, and the sky above the Buddha Kingdom was clearly covered by dark clouds, but there were streaks of starlight projected.

It feels extremely weird!

At the same time, those blackened stars are also intertwined in the sky,
It's like a heavenly sword falling from the sky!

"Holy Realm, now accept the karma from the Nine Dragon Dynasty and the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords!"

Rumble!
Above the holy land, a huge building suddenly appeared.

It looks like an ordinary house, but it gives people the feeling that it is connected to the sky,
On the street, one after another silhouettes walked like dragons and tigers, stepping out in one step, and there were tens of miles in range.

In the air, there are real dragons hovering, and real phoenixes neighing,
A city gives people a feeling of repression through the ages,

Every figure in it is much stronger than those so-called saints now!

Although it is only a ghost image, it gives people an extremely real feeling.

Every step falls, the huge formation of the holy land will emit a huge vibration,

At this time, even Wu Yiwei showed a look of shock,

This is a formation made with the help of the enchantment of the secret realm, and it will be destroyed by a phantom.

However, the real destruction has not yet come. Out of the sky, on top of black flying swords, figures appeared one after another,
At first, I was a little confused,

But after a while, mad hatred appeared in each of the eyes.

As if feeling the sad gaze in the world below, everyone looked at it,
There was a hint of softness in the crazy eyes!
buzzing...

Almost at the same time, thousands of figures sent out slight mental fluctuations.

"Brother (Ting'er, brother) let us remove the last threat for you!"

Rumble!
One after another silhouettes passed by in the sky, countless sword qi crazily gathered,
After just one breath, thousands of black swords turned into a huge magic sword with a length of one hundred feet and a width of more than ten feet.

Like the weapon used by the ancient demon god, it slashed towards the holy land.

A sad, desolate, and eloquent atmosphere swept across the continent in an instant,

Countless people wept for it,
There are old people, children, and even infant urchins!
The mournful voice resounds through the heavens and the earth!

"I didn't expect that the seniors of Wanjian Holy Land have such deep obsession?"

"This is their heroic spirits. Using the huge karma and the luck of the Nine Dragon Dynasty, they reversed the sky and reappeared."

"The unyielding battle spirits, knowing that after this time, their last thoughts will also perish, they still haven't taken half a step back."

"Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, fight for life!"

I don't know when, there was only one voice left in the world, which was indistinct but clearly appeared in the hearts of everyone.

"The way of the sword is immortal, and ten thousand swords will last forever!"

Rumble!
The void vibrated, and a gust of red wind suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth.

It was as if thousands of wraiths suddenly appeared, and the sound of sobbing resounded through the world in an instant!

boom!
The magic sword descended from the sky, directly passed through the illusory city, and blatantly slashed at the huge barrier.

The originally crumbling enchantment burst in an instant,
Waves of sword energy fell from the sky in an instant, like thousands of divine swords waving at the same time.

The black sword shadows covered the sky, and the huge city quickly fell|falled,
Obviously both will cause harm to the people in the holy realm, but they will not disturb each other,
It's like being in two different time and space!
bang bang bang...

Beside Wu Yiwei, the figures exploded instantly when they touched the black sword shadow.
No matter be half holy or saint, no one is spared,

Because they can't hurt the sword energy, but the sword energy can hurt them.

Seeing this, Wu Yiwei burst into an extremely crazy breath,
Like an angry lion, he lost his mind in an instant!
"Thor Hammer, wake me up!"

boom……

Rays of holy light suddenly erupted on him, and behind the nothingness, a pair of golden wings unexpectedly appeared.

From the hammer in his hand, streaks of purple thunder as thin as a hair suddenly gushed out.
A more tragic breath erupted in an instant!
"Boom!"

Swinging the hammer suddenly, the avenue between heaven and earth exploded in an instant, and the endless rules of the road were broken like hair strands under the hammer.
At the same time, streaks of blood appeared on Wu Yiwei's body, pouring into the hammer in his hand.

Looking at the huge city in the sky with resentment, soaring into the sky,

The power I have built up with great difficulty must not be destroyed so easily!

Wu Yiwei roared angrily, his pitch-black hair stood upside down like divine iron, and at the moment of friction, there was a sound of metal and iron.

With a bang, he waved the broken hammer in his hand, and smashed it fiercely at the city in the air!

boom!
The next moment, the void shook, and bottomless ditches appeared on the ground.
Hot magma erupted instantly!

Time, as if standing still, countless transcendent figures, have observed the battle here.

(End of this chapter)