final catastrophe

Chapter 429
The one-armed man wrapped in a black robe stuck the broken gun aside, then with a solemn expression, he dumped a bag of relics to the door.

The relic emits a golden light, like the scorching sun scorching snow.

Black smoke lingered in front of the door, and there was the sound of screaming evil spirits.

Use the Buddha nature of relics to dissolve the gate of death in the god-killing formation, causing the evil spirits to retreat, thus prompting them to show a flaw.

click.
The crack of the door opened a little more, and blood flowed out like a stream, gurgling like spring water.

click.
The crack in the door continued to open, but the golden light of Sheli gradually weakened.

Orochi Yao suddenly roared wildly: "Sacrifice!"

As soon as the words fell, he himself rushed to the door first, using his flesh and blood as a sacrifice to the snake god still in the door.

And those who followed him were black robes, their steps were like dense drumbeats in the mist, and the running figure pulled out the black tide.

White hands stretched out from the door, grabbed those black robes, and dragged them into the door.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice!"

Like a black moth to a flame, the disciples of the Black Snake Church were orderly, fearlessly rushing towards the door that might be dead or not alive.

click.
The door was finally opened again.

Orochi Yao was already standing in the door, he couldn't move because there were at least dozens of evil spirits crawling on him, gnawing on his flesh and blood.

"Sacrifice!!" The fanatical short-haired man roared again.

A magic nail was nailed into his heart, and if he couldn't pull it out, he wouldn't die, so as soon as his flesh and blood were devoured, he was born again, and he always felt the pain that devastated his soul.

However, Big She Yao was very happy. From the gap of more and more evil spirits, he saw not far behind the door, the Snake Emperor who was closing his eyes and seemed to be in meditation.

Although the Snake Emperor looked very strange at this time, the black air on the left side of his face was burning, and textures that looked like tadpoles and water plants crawled all over his cheeks, distorting his flesh and blood, like iron bars separated by a layer of prison. .

The face on the right side was indifferent and calm, as if even if the world collapsed, he would not be moved.

"My God!!" Orochi Yao roared, laughing, being thrown down by more evil spirits, enduring unimaginable torment for ordinary people, and stretched out a hand, pawing the blood-scabby ground, wanting to Go one step further in the direction of the gods.

However, his hand was firmly grasped by the evil spirit, and he snapped it back, making a crisp bone cracking sound.

"My God! This world is waiting for your awakening!"

The door was getting wider and wider, and the congregation of the Black Snake Church was almost wiped out.

Only the girl with flaming long hair stood silently outside the door with the one-armed gunman, like the most cowardly coward, who dared not go out with her companions.

However.
The dead are certainly tragic.

The living, but need to bear more.

Big Snake Moon, and Big Snake Cloud.

Thirty miles away from here.

The mole man with grayer sideburns was looking at the white mist in the distant canyon with a smile.

Although the line of sight can't penetrate, but he already knows the terrain here like the palm of his hand.

Although he was laughing, he was crying in his heart.

The conspirators are ruthless, if they are moved, they are really not far from death.

"Old rascal, you walk away with a kick of your legs, leave this mess for me to clean up.
The pervert didn't seem to be dead yet, ready to crawl out of the grave again.

I'm going to set up another god-killing array again, this time using the heaven and the earth as a guide, and even borrowing the luck of Emperor Yan.

Do you know how much I will lose my life? "

Jia Buyu stared silently into the distance, the God-killing array had been set up.

This time, Ziwei Pass is no longer used as the center of the formation, but the entire canyon passing through Ziwei Pass. The dead bodies are buried under this canyon, and the formation of eight dead gates is even more powerful.

But since then, outside the Guanzhong Pass, I don't know how to get through.

Line up!
Perhaps the whole Jianghu felt threatened, besides Jia Buyu stood beside Emperor Yan, there were also many famous people in Jianghu.

Such as Dragon Sword Master.

This woman is getting younger and younger, and her skin is getting fatter. She is carrying a domineering Dragon Slaying Saber on her petite body. She can't help trembling inwardly as she looks at the ghostly mist churning in the distance and the terrifying voices that come from time to time.

But she is still quite confident. After all, she had some shit luck to achieve the true unity of human and sword, and Fengshen's body-breaking sword energy is also a great achievement.

In this arena, she is already the top group of people, so it doesn't matter if she walks sideways.

And if she wants to leave, no one can stay.

But this time, the enemy was the master whose body was occupied by the evil god, and she was frightened again.

So seeing Jia Buyu's busy body stop, Long Yao hastily said: "Captain Jia, since the formation has been safely arranged, I think we can finish our escort mission.

The green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, see you in the rivers and lakes in the future. "

While talking, her eyes wanted to touch the big black mole, and there was a feeling of "sympathy and sympathy, heroes see the same thing" between each other.

Long Yao's speech rate remained unchanged, and after saying "goodbye", she was about to run away.

But Jia Buyu reacted faster and said loudly: "Wait a minute!"

Then he continued to shout loudly with lightning speed: "Master Long Dao, please stay!"

Long Yao hurriedly said: "You don't need to keep me for dinner, Jia Taiwei is too polite, I suddenly remembered that there is still an urgent matter at the door that has not been dealt with. That's it."

At this moment, a somewhat hoarse and magnetic voice sounded.

"Senior sister, just stay here. If we can't completely seal that man today, and the whole world will have no peace, where can we go?"

The grey-robed swordsman who made a noise had no tan, and the blade was as slender as a beautiful woman, straddling his waist, which happened to be the easiest angle to pull out.

The Fengshen sword master of this sword hut, and the Izumo sword master unexpectedly gathered here.

Long Yao said: "Brother, aren't you looking for that woman, hurry up, let's turn back first, Captain Jia's formation is brilliant, it's more than enough to trap Master."

As soon as she finished saying "that woman", the expression of the Izumo sword master Wu Zhongtora changed, becoming sad and mournful.

"Qiao Zhi, why did you leave a doll similar to yourself and leave without saying goodbye?"

The gray-robed swordsman could still feel the warmth of the doll on his chest, and he carried it with him, as if he was with her.

Seeing that her persuasion had worked, Long Yao said, "Mr. Jia, yes, there are everyone else."

She looked around, but saw more masters had arrived behind her.

Abbot Xuan Bei of Zhengdao Shaolin, No. 1 lay disciple Shi Qingyuan, Xuan Hen, Xuan Liu, Xuan Bi, Eighteen Arhats, and other Shaolin masters.

Mo Xieluo, the head of Wudang State Religion, Jing Xiang, the new leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and a group of Wudang disciples with young faces.

Yang Mian of the Sword School, led by Chu Yun, and a row of blue-clothed swordsmen stared quietly at the dead mist without looking sideways.

Since Qiao Qingfeng's death, the Beggar Gang has fallen into a state of chaos, and the struggle for power in the sect is extremely serious, so there is only one person in the future.

After the two heroes of the Zhang family, as well as Zhao Zilong and Jun Mowang passed away one after another, the Divine Spear Hall became a bit unsustainable, and it has a tendency to fall out of the "Six Righteous Way Schools".

The Huashan faction was far outside the customs and did not respond to the call.

Apart from the righteous way, there are also many people from the magic gate.

The demons of the Seven Paths still respect the Blackwood Sect, but at this time, the leader of the Blackwood Sect, Feng Changqi, is standing with Wudang Headmaster Mo Xieluo, as if they are chatting about something.

Xuanhua, the master of the Tongren Gate, was dressed in a black cassock, far away from Shaolin, and behind him stood six hundred shirtless bronze figures shining with golden light.

click.
An extremely heavy, extremely hoarse voice came from a distance.

It penetrated the mist and reached everyone's ears here.

(End of this chapter)