surnamed Wang

Seeing Yaliu aiming at the moon cake, Wang Gingquan was very anxious, and was about to deploy his avatar to rescue, when Pu Wen's voice came from below:

"Brother, go and save Miss Yue, and give the mooncakes to me."

While speaking, Pu Wen was already standing in front of Moon Cake, and eighteen flying swords formed a sword shield in front of him, trying to stop the sickle.

The smile on Yaliu's face was even better, and he cut off the black scythe in his hand without hesitation, just because this guy who doesn't even have a golden core now wants to stop him?

The moment the black sickle came into contact with the sword array, ripples appeared at the tip of the knife, and the layers kept going up and down, but it lasted only for a moment, and the sword array made an unbearable "click" sound, Pu Wen seized the opportunity Shi Zhanlong Xing took away the mooncakes, and as soon as his front feet left the sandpit, the sword array couldn't support it and scattered.

All the flying swords lost most of their brilliance and fell into the surrounding yellow sand. Pu Wen couldn't control these external things, and fled all the way with the moon cake in his arms.

Seeing the other party slipping like a loach and struggling even when he was about to die, Ya Liu couldn't help being interested.

Birds are the bugs that like to jump around the most.

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Yaliu shook the soul banner with his left hand and scattered hundreds of evil spirits, and then he held a sickle in his right hand and chased after Pu Wen and the two who had already run away. After flying less than ten miles away, Wang Gingquan's figure stood in front of him, raised his hand It is a sword.

Wang Gangquan looked stern, and said in a deep voice:
"Whether you can kill or not depends on your ability."

"Gah!"

The people below became smaller and smaller in his eyes, until they became real "ants", then he straightened his arms and spread his palms to point at the bottom, and the frightening four words sounded again:
"Black coffin funeral."

Hundreds of ghosts collided against the Buddha's light regardless of the cost, and there were shrill screams, even the Buddha was moved.

Yaliu squatted halfway in the air, carried the sickle on his shoulder, grabbed an Immortal Gu and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, looked at the other party with a half-smile and said:
"Do you know why the Immortal Gu became extinct? It is true that they devour spiritual energy and grow infinitely. It is true that they can kill gods to a certain extent. Even at the peak, a single Immortal Gu army can destroy a cultivation world, and the creatures in it will have no life." return.

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Seeing this, Wang Gangquan was ashamed, this was his trump card that he had hidden for a long time.

Yaliu said with a sneer, he didn't show any surprise, but Wang Gangquan on the opposite side frowned and said nothing.

Eight gigantic arms broke through the ground, faster than the original four, and blocked all directions almost instantly. This time, the range was fifty miles.

The uncle of the master of Hanjing Temple seemed to have guessed something, frowned and hesitated for a while, and then sat down.

Yaliu set up his sickle to block, and easily deflected the attack. He looked at the man in front of him whose ankle was still bleeding, and said, "Tsk tsk:
"It can be forcibly fused with the main body and the avatar to improve the cultivation level. I have seen this technique on the monks in the outer domain. Boy, if I kill you, it will be regarded as eliminating harm from the Three Realms."

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Wang Gingquan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and just as he turned his head, his chest was pierced through by a sharp weapon.

After Yaliu finished speaking, he opened his beak and took a deep breath, a vortex gathered around him, and all the Immortal Gu that were still buzzing in the air were sucked into the opponent's belly, even the Gu King was no exception.

The black coffin below has already taken shape, and the last ray of light above everyone's heads was also deprived, and they were completely plunged into endless darkness. Apart from the rumbling sound of the black coffin falling, there was nothing else in their ears.

"There is a magic weapon of the bald donkey, you are more and more surprising to the deity."

"Your Majesty, please protect the Dharma for the poor monk." After the presiding officer of Cong Moyuan said, he closed his eyes.

Yaliu raised his right hand upwards, splitting half of Wang Gingquan's body in two, and the latter fell down with a face full of unwillingness and disbelief, and turned into white mist with a "bang" before his body hit the ground.

In the western sky, bells and drums rang together, and there were colorful rays of light coming from here. When everyone saw this, they understood that they were going to become Buddhas immediately.

The sudden buzzing sound made one's scalp tingle, and even Yaliu was at a loss by this move, waving his sickle to resist.

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After Yaliu was full, he didn't intend to waste any more time. He spread his wings on his back and began to rise slowly.

Yaliu has a physical body, and he has indescribable arrogance all over his body. He can kill people here at will, and even if he offends the will of heaven and earth, he can ride away.

"Haven't you had enough of this silly trick?"

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Monk Jiekong had seen this scene before, when he grabbed the air with his right hand, the crow burst into a pile of sand.

But this is just the beginning, two, three, ten, a hundred... more and more crows came out of the coffin wall, overwhelming the people inside, Wang Gingquan didn't care about it, and swung his sword to fight for the crowd together. The two guardians who are in the process of sitting.

In just a few breaths, the eight arms were entangled together. The young Taoist priests saw that the sunlight on their heads was getting less and less, and their faces became paler and paler. Facing this kind of supernatural power that is no longer humanly invincible, everyone was shocked. There was bitterness in my heart.

They are good at devouring spiritual energy, I am really no match as only Nascent Soul, but now that I have a body, these Immortal Gu that have not yet grown up become dinner in front of me. "

The black sickle crossed the sky again and collided with the gold-like copper bowl. The always indestructible bowl was cut open like tofu in front of the sickle, and a large number of insects gushed out of it instantly, occupying the surrounding area.

The Master Shi Dao, who was smashed to the ground before, has gradually woken up. Hearing the screams of ghosts around him, he hurriedly used his supernatural powers, or chanted scriptures to save people, or drove them away with talismans and peach wood swords. Lyu cast Black Coffin again.

The old monk Jie Kong clasped his hands together, shook his head, and breathed out lightly, which seemed to be a sigh, but also seemed to be regretful.

"Amitabha."

Yaliu in the sky turned a blind eye to this scene, and the soul banner beside him emitted endless black energy, and was about to confront the awe-inspiring Buddha light in the west.

After all, he threw the bowl in his hand directly.

But they died in the end, and died at the mouth of our monks who broke through the realm. All things are born and restrained by each other. This is an eternal truth.

But this time, they couldn't escape.

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The sudden sound above the head made everyone startled. A crow with red eyes flashing came out of the coffin wall and rushed straight to the two meditating monks below.

A strong figure recited a Buddha's mantra, and then sat down on the ground.

Looking at the exaggeratedly huge sickle on his chest, Wang Gangquan's eyes widened. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.

The crows seem to be endless, killing one gave birth to two, the damage is not great, but it is better than the ants killing more elephants, the people present were tired of coping, and the injured appeared in a short time.

A young Taoist priest from the Shangqing Palace was not so fond of being pecked in the eye by a crow, and rolled all over the ground in pain. A large group of crows rushed up and pecked him bloody, and when his fellow disciples rushed to help, he was already pecked to death. Adult-like.

This kind of tragedy was just the beginning, not long after another person fell down, the end was just as miserable, everyone gradually began to lose their strength, even Wang Qingquan was pecked twice by the opportunity, but luckily no vital was hurt.

When everyone was almost unable to hold on, a golden beam of light crashed down, smashing a hole in the black coffin above, and the crows it passed were directly turned into fly ash, and the soft light instantly spread all over the body of the presiding officer of Congmoyuan.

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