reborn as emperor

Chapter 777 777. Demonic Weapon, Subduing Demonic Pestle!

At this moment, the monstrous Buddha's palm was pressed down mightily, as if it wanted to crush Yang Mucheng to pieces!
boom!
With a slash of the palm, a shocking power swept over.

In fact, the entire earth sank crazily at this moment, and even at this moment, a terrifying palm print with a radius of hundreds of feet appeared awe-inspiringly.But at this moment, Cong Yuanhua's gaze suddenly became emptiness and haughtiness, as if in his eyes, Yang Mucheng had already become a monster that he could crush!
"It's over, Old Devil Yang!"

The voice from Yuan Hua came slowly, accompanied by that mighty sound, as if falling from the nine heavens.

"is it?"

Yang Mucheng stretched his body and released the Immemorial Swallowing Heaven Art.

this moment.

His whole body seemed to be the center of the heaven and earth, and the infinite aura surged towards his body frantically in an astonishing gesture.As this huge spiritual energy entered his body, the devilish energy on his body suddenly surged.

The devilish energy that had already been integrated into the body surged up at this moment, and instantly turned into a monstrous demonic shadow confronting the Buddha.The specter of chaos and nothingness, except for those bloody red eyes, seemed to shine from the blood river under the Nine Nether Realms.

this moment.

The sky above the valley seems to be divided into two halves.

Half of it is illuminated by Buddha's light.

Half of them are monstrous magic flames.

And now.

Yang Mucheng wanted to use this demonic flame to kill the gods and Buddhas that filled the sky!

boom!
The surging killing sword intent surged out of his body frantically and swept away.Facing the monstrous Buddha who was crazily suppressed, Yang Mucheng also slowly waved his palm.And the demon god behind him also slowly raised his palm following his movements.

At this moment, the monstrous devilish energy seemed to have found a vent, and it rushed towards the Buddha's palm like a flood bursting a bank.

"boom!"

The Buddha and the demon are fighting each other, and the heaven and the earth tremble.

A ring-shaped wind wave swayed along the bodies of the two, like a huge wave sweeping the sky and the earth.This wave of wind and waves flew sand and rocks, completely destroying everything in its path.It also slapped heavily on the valley, only to hear a 'click', and the huge valley collapsed in an instant.

The frightened people fled crazily.

This battle has exceeded everyone's imagination, and everyone is stunned to see the fighting buddhas and demons!

The Buddha wants to suppress the devil!

The devil wants to kill Buddha!

At this moment, the world is still eclipsed, as if it has completely collapsed.

"boom!"

There was only a muffled sound.

Cong Yuanhua's body trembled in mid-air, and he shot backwards under the bombardment of this force.And the light of the Buddha and the Buddha behind him also flickered slightly, quietly turning into white light like a broken glass mirror and disappearing in the sky.

"Won!"

Seeing this scene, countless people exclaimed.

But see.

Yang Mucheng, who was about to be repelled from Yuanhua, also slowly fell from midair.The monstrous specter behind him also quietly disappeared at this moment.

"Tie?"

Countless people lost their voices.

"Your strength is many times stronger than those juniors who died in my hands." Yang Mu raised his sleeves, raised his hands, and looked at Cong Longhua quietly. "However, it's still not enough to see in front of me!"

"Not necessarily!"

Cong Yuanhua slowly raised his eyes and looked towards Yang Mucheng.

"Before I went down the mountain, Master gave me something. Originally, I didn't intend to use it to kill you. But now, I don't need it anymore."

He said, taking something out of his pocket.

Everyone hurriedly looked forward, but they saw that the thing was a half-arm-long magic subduing pestle. Although the shape was ordinary, it was blood red all over, showing a strange color.After taking it out, the temperature around it seemed to drop suddenly at this moment, as if it had fallen into a cold prison.

"what is that?"

"What a terrible breath, it can actually affect my mind!"

"Not good, this little monk actually has such a weird magic weapon, the lord may be in big trouble this time!"

Everyone was shocked.

However, Yang Mucheng, who was closer to Cong Yuanhua, could even hear roars of men, women and children, all of which seemed to be coming from the demon pestle.If you look carefully, you can still see ghosts, sometimes coming out of the subduing pestle, as if they are about to escape.

But in the end, he was bound for life by the even more terrifying confinement power erupting from the Demon Subduing Pestle.

"Old Demon Yang, this Demon Subduing Pestle is the most precious treasure of my sect! It once beheaded [-] Zifu powerhouses and bound the unjust souls of [-] Zifu powerhouses."

talking.

From Yuanhua, he raised his head slowly and looked at Yang Mucheng.

"If I lower the magic pestle with this, can I kill you?"

"I'm afraid it's going to become a magic weapon!" Zhu Zhengyi trembled as he looked at the ghostly Subduing Demon Pestle. "It's over, it's over, I'm afraid the lord can't be saved this time..."

"What is a magic weapon?"

Lu Yaoer asked.

Although they were far away, she could definitely feel the terrifying aura emanating from the Demon Subduing Pestle.This breath caused her to break out in cold sweat, and she couldn't even move her legs.She raised her head with difficulty and looked around.

It was found that other than her, the other suzerains were also shocked and trembling.

"A magic weapon is also a kind of magic weapon! When this magic weapon kills too many people, kills too many powerful people, and the resentment gathers on the magic weapon, it becomes a magic weapon. After the magic weapon turns into a demon, , the power will surge several times, but it will also devour people's mind!"

Zhu Zhengyi swallowed.

When people of the evil way refine magic weapons, they usually build them with human lives. The magic weapons and weapons that are refined are full of magical flames.But he didn't expect that a righteous Buddhist subduing magic pestle could also become a magic weapon, and it also beheaded so many strong people in the Zifu.

at this time.

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing Cong Yuanhua looking over and hearing Cong Yuanhua's words, he was slightly taken aback.In the eyes of others, he seems to have absolutely no means to deal with it.

"It seems that this is the end!"

Cong Yuanhua clenched the Demon Subduing Pestle tightly, with a slight smile on his face, as if everything had become a foregone conclusion, and no one could change it.

Unexpectedly.

Yang Mucheng raised his head slowly, still shaking his head slowly.

"This subduing magic pestle is not enough to kill me!"

"what!"

Even the Buddha mind who has devoted himself to cultivating for 300 years in Tianmo Shura Temple, when he heard these words from Yuan Hua, he raised his head in astonishment, and looked towards Yang Mucheng in disbelief. "Old Devil Yang, you are really the devil of the world! You are not afraid of the sky, you are not afraid of the earth. You don't know how to be afraid, and you are still so arrogant and domineering when you are about to die!"

"Since that's the case, today I will use this magic pestle to take your life!"

After finishing speaking, he threw his right hand, and the Demon Subduing Pestle rushed out!

(End of this chapter)