Sky War Soul

Fanyin magic tripod is a top-grade spirit soldier. It's hard and unusual. Few things can destroy it. In addition, Chu Yun uses spirit to control it with all his strength. It's also very strange surrounded by black fog.

All of a sudden, Chu Yun was shocked, but still sneered.

"Dasheng, someone has dealt with us. It should be Xiao Tianchen's people. It seems that they are already busy!"

Chu Yun's eyes flashed cold quickly, and he continued to pour the spirit into the magic tripod of Sanskrit: "just let me try the power of the best spirit soldier, and rush for me!"

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, the singing voice around the magic tripod of Sanskrit sound became magnificent and harsh, just like a piece of gold needle again and again, drilling hard into the human ear.

In addition, the black fog is also expanding at an unimaginable speed. In a flash, it becomes a black curtain sweeping the sky, sweeping across the sky.

"Pooh!"

The big palms, which were completely changed by aura, were smashed directly by the black fog.

The sky is full of unreal concussion, loud noise and open to the heart.

The voice came again, but this time all the eyes could hear the anger in the tone: "you little beast, damn it, I won't take your dog's life!"

"Whoosh!"

A pure white mirror suddenly floated out of the space crack, which magnified countless times in the sky, like a transparent wall, suddenly blocked in front of the Sanskrit magic tripod.

The speed of fanyin magic tripod itself has been improved to the extreme, and it is impossible to stop. Suddenly, it is blocked by objects, and it is a crash on it.

Heaven and earth shake together, waves wave after wave, shaking the world.

There were cracks all over the silver mirror, but the magic tripod of Sanskrit was stopped.

"Brush."

A figure came out of the space crack. He clenched his fists, his expression was a bit awkward, his hair was scattered, but the anger in his eyes could not hide: "Stinky boy, you still have some means! But now it's useless to say anything. Young master Tianchen wants to see you. Hey, life and death do not matter! "

Xiao Gang's whole body exudes a burst of breath. His spirit is strong and almost rises to the sky, tearing the sky out.

He stood in the void, his eyes filled with murderous intent, staring at the magic tripod of Sanskrit, and the breath of terror was gathering.

"It's Xiao Gang."

After seeing Xiao Gang, Chu Yun was not surprised at all. After all, Xiao Tianchen has been out for a long time. There is no one in his family to use. The only one he can send is Xiao Gang in Baixi city.

Xiao Gang is a Taoist in the divine realm, but his fighting ability is not very strong.

Xiao Tianchen's idea is right. He asked Xiao Gang to kill himself. Even if he made rapid progress and reached Xuanwu, he still could not escape Xiao Gang's pursuit.

However, what he didn't expect was that he now owns the Jiufang purgatory Tower!

"What are you going to do?"

Dasheng frowned. He didn't know that Chu Yun could control the life and death of more than 30 foreigners. Now he was in a headache for Xiao Gang's coming.

"If you and I fight together, there will be a chance to escape from him..."

The great sage goes on to analyze.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yun didn't take the battle seriously at all. He slapped Da Sheng on the shoulder with a smile. "You don't need to worry at all," he said with a smile. "This guy has given it to me!"

"Chu Yun, do you want to stay in this turtle shell till the end of time? However, it doesn't matter. Young master Tianchen has already rushed to your house ahead of time. I will capture you alive and let you witness the massacre of the family Ha ha ha ha ha ha, dare to provoke young master Tianchen, this is the end! "

Xiao Gang raised his hand to take back the silver mirror, his eyes were cold.

Chuyun's expression suddenly became extremely cold. He murmured to himself, "I hate to be threatened by my family!"

Jiufang purgatory tower, inside the dungeon.

Chu Yun's spiritual illusion suddenly appeared in the dungeon. He swept over many different nationalities without expression and said calmly: "I'll give you a chance now. There is a supernatural realm Taoist outside. If anyone wants to go out and kill him, I can give him freedom in the small world."

"You dream! Even if I die, I won't bow to you. So will they! "

The demon ancestor gnawed his teeth and his eyes were full of anger.

He was clear in his heart that Chu Yun had a natural prejudice against their demon clan, so even if he behaved in a low voice, it would be useless, but it would be better to be a little hard.

"Really?"

"Is it just a magical state?"

Many foreigners stood up at the first time, their eyes full of excitement.

Chu Yun has a prejudice against the demons, but not against them.

They've been in dungeons for too long, even if it's just freedom in the small world, that's enough.

Now Jiufang purgatory tower has recognized its owner again. They want to survive the seal dissipation, which is almost an impossible task. In this case, it's better to show affection.

"Master, I have something to say!"

When all the foreign people were excited, a tall, muscular bald man stood up. Although he had a fierce expression, his eyes were very calm.

The first words he stood up surprised Chu Yun.

"I'm not an alien. I'm a human warrior. To be exact, I used to be a Buddhist monk."

The bald man's clothes were ragged, his chest was full of scars, his bronze skin was full of vicissitudes.

"Buddhist, monk?"

Chu Yun hears the words and flashes a flash of surprise in his eyes.

The prisoners in this dungeon are really religious. I didn't expect that there are even monks in Buddhism.

There was a trace of pain in the calm eyes of the bald man. He said in a low voice: "the reason why I was detained here is because I was possessed and killed all the people of a country without control. Later met by murongcang, he suppressed me into a dungeon. "

"Now, hundreds of years later, I blame myself every day for my mistake. I can't forgive myself. My hands are full of sin."

"I can't go back. Now I have no desire but to be free again. It's better to be a thug by my master's side than to live in a deep dungeon and die under the condemnation of my daily conscience! "

At the end, his voice began to tremble, and it was clear that those pictures still lingered in his mind.

Chu Yun thought for a while and nodded, "what's your name?"

"I used to be called Puyuan, but Puyuan has already died. Now there is only the unintentional leader."

As for the leader, as long as he is a human warrior in the feathery realm, he is qualified to be called the leader.

"Good."

Chu Yun nodded and bowed his fingers. A ray of light penetrated into the shackles of the cage, which would restrict the chain of the unintentional leader to break directly.

The unintentional leader reached out and tore off the broken Buddha's clothes. The spirit was surging and a black robe was put on him.

The weakest of these people in the dungeon are all in a state of eclosion. The strongest of them is the real dragon, but now the strength loss is so great that it can only be made up by slow cultivation.

Outside the magic tripod of Sanskrit sound, Xiao Gang has lost his last patience. With a cold drink, he raises his hand and raises the huge mirror behind him. In his mouth, he roars: "extreme edge light!"

The dazzling light converges on the mirror surface, just like the tip of a needle, poking through the void and penetrating towards the Sanskrit magic tripod.

"Since you don't come out, I'll break your shell!"

However, just when the edge light of the polar region is about to touch the magic tripod of Sanskrit, a golden light suddenly fills the air, and Sanskrit is everywhere, full of the holy and domineering atmosphere.

"Big king kong boxing!"

A bald man with a golden body floated out of the magic tripod of Sanskrit. His eyes were fierce, just like the King Kong who glared at him. Behind him rose a Buddha, shining.

"Boom!"

His fist made a unreasonable fist, crossing the air, first hitting the white light coming from the puncture, and then cracking through the silver mirror standing in the sky.

"What?"

Xiao Gang is totally stupid.

He couldn't believe that his soul was easily destroyed.

I'm a magical realm Taoist. Although Wu soul doesn't take fighting as its specialty, it shouldn't be like this.

Xiao Gang will never forget this scene. A tall bald man, dressed in a black robe, is like a King Kong Buddha who suddenly came down to earth. He fights and destroys the sky and the earth.

The unintentional leader looked at Xiao Gang indifferently, and the backhand was a fist again.

Vajra boxing is a unique skill of Buddhism. Once it breaks out, its power can be called infinite.

"No! "

Xiao Gang's face became ferocious and frightened completely. He wanted to escape, but he was shocked to find that his body was oppressed by that huge force, and his muscles were out of control.

Don't say escape, even move a little finger are just extravagant!

This fist shakes the momentum of heaven and earth, condenses the eternal torrent, and once it pours out, it will go on forever!

"Is this the strength of the leader of the eclosion realm?"

Chu Yun stands at the far end and looks at all these things with shocked expression.

The unconscious leader doesn't need to use the spirit of martial arts at all. He can easily crush all enemies with his profound spiritual cultivation.

Once it becomes a feathered environment, its strength is absolutely enough to frighten the world.

Hands can split mountains, feet can break the sea, hate the sky without a handle, hate the earth without a ring, but not just talk about it.

"Wait, don't kill him!"

Just as the unintentional leader was about to crush Xiao Gang, Chu Yun suddenly stopped him.

The unintentional leader immediately took back his strength and hit Xiao Gang with a fist, smashing all his resistance. His bones were smashed into powder, like a puddle of mud.

He grabbed Xiao Gang in his hand, turned his head and said, "master, what else can I do for you?"

Chu Yun casually pointed to the magic tripod of Sanskrit sound behind him, and said calmly: "throw it in, I want to see the value of this excellent spirit soldier."

Xiao Gang still has one last breath at the moment, which is almost at the critical point of life and death. Hearing Chu Yun's words, he opened his eyes in horror and hissed: "you Where did you come from... "

Before he finished this sentence, he had been thrown into the magic tripod of Sanskrit by the unintentional leader.