Chapter 356

The original space of Jinshen continent.

The atmosphere is extremely awkward and sinking.

Wu Xing never thought that Lu fan would refuse him, or even refused without hesitation. After all The origin of the golden body mainland is so huge that the origin of the most powerful Chinese martial arts is not just a casual talk.

Therefore, it is not too much for him to put forward five or five points.

However, Lu fan still refused him.

Even, they called him shameless.

The skin of Wu Xing's face puffed, and the peaceful smile on his face disappeared.

He couldn't keep calm and was a little annoyed.

"Benefactor, don't be greedy. It's a felony to kill Tu lang. Tu Lang is a sharp blade under the master's command. If you break the blade now, can you spare it?"

The wind whimpered, blowing his robe slightly.

Cold road.

There is a bit of threat in the words.

"Venerable?"

Lu Fan leans on a thousand blade chair like a spring breeze.

He looked at Wu Xing.

"In the past, when the Buddha species was destroyed, the Buddha said that the venerable would not let me go. Now, what's the point of saying this?"

"And for what purpose have you come from afar?"

"Is it not to destroy Wu Huang?"

Lu Fan Road.

The atmosphere cooled down again.

Because, having nothing to say, Wu Xing doesn't know what to say.

At present, the young man in white has offended the venerable completely. Moreover, Wu Xing feels that the other side is not afraid to offend the venerable at all.

Wu Xing closed his palms and narrowed his eyes.

"Is it because of the high power behind you?"

Understand and practice Tao.

Lu Fan eyebrow Yu a pick, smile, do not agree.

"In this case, the poor monk can only offend."

Understand and practice Tao.

He took a step, the cassock in the distance suddenly swept over, hovering in the air at high speed, suddenly covering the sky.

This cassock is not a mortal thing. Even, it is comparable to the level of a half Holy Level magic weapon.

Boom!

The cassock rolled, as if turned into a bloody sea of bitterness.

In the bitter sea, there are dead bones and sorrowful souls.

Wuxing is a white robe, standing in the sea of bloody misery, some out of place.

He delivered Buddhist scriptures.

The bloody bitter sea turned into a huge palm covering the sky.

The giant palms shot at the landing.

Wu Xing is not a kind-hearted person. If we can't agree, we will kill him.

Tu Lang's death is an opportunity for Wu Xing.

The origin of Jinshen continent is absolutely precious to him. If he can get it and refine it, he can even break through the shackles of distraction and have the qualification to be introduced to the world of martial arts.

So, he won't let it go.

Blood colored palm, as if a terrible blood beast in the roar.

The explosion is constantly breaking down on the ground.

Wu Xing is very cautious. He doesn't dare to look down on Lu fan, because Tu Lang is dead, and Fu Tianluo has no news.

This boy is really weird.

Besides.

Behind this young man, there is even a high martial world power.

How dare you look down upon Wu Xing?

As soon as he makes a move, he will do his best.

Lu Fan's white clothes fluttered, sitting on a thousand blade chair, picking from the corners of his mouth, he squinted at the sea of blood.

It is also the latter stage of distraction, and the combat effectiveness of Wuxing is not weaker than Qifu Tianluo and tulang.

Even, he is stronger, he has hidden a lot of cards.

Wu Xing also knows that this is his only chance to solve Lu Fan.

Tu Lang is dead and Fu Tianluo is missing.

It's all about being in that world.

That world is Lu Fan's home court, because it has an array that can't even be broken by the giants of Liujia array clan.

With the increase of array and the fall of Tu Lang and others, Wuxing is on guard.

However, at this moment, it is in the original space of the golden body continent.

Lu Fan's array can't be moved.

Wu Xing sits in the sea of blood.

My eyes are cold.

He recited the Buddha's name and clapped his huge hands towards the landing.

On the palm of the hand, the blood turned and turned into a statue of Buddha.

The sea of blood is like a bloody shrine.

Lu Fan flexed his fingers and stirred on the phoenix feather sword.

Red fire leads the way.

Innumerable silver blades are flying out, dense and dense. They are shining and dazzling, just like a grand event of returning thousands of swords to the clan.

Lu Fan maintained his sitting posture, but his wheelchair had disappeared and turned into countless sword blades.

Sharp sword spirit, turbulence in his side.Boom!

As if the sword light converged into a star river, it fell from the sky and ran into a sea of bloody bitterness.

Sword light like a waterfall, tearing the bitter sea.

A statue of Buddha was beheaded.

Wu Xing's angry eyes glare round, like a Buddha in anger.

He printed his hands and recited the name of Buddha. With a wave of his hand, a golden bowl appeared.

The golden bowl is rising and growing in the air. It seems that it has turned into an abyss with no bottom and swallowing sword light!

Wu Xing was very tense and did not dare to relax.

He fought against Lu Fan.

Although Lu Fan's strength is only condensate, but

How could he really treat Lu Fan as condensate?

The golden bowl burst out suction, and countless blades were sucked in by the golden bowl.

The sound of Jingling rang through.

Lu Fan eyebrow Yu a pick, looking at Wu Xing.

"You are much richer than the first two. It seems that You are the one that Gao Wu's Buddha is interested in. "

Lu Fan Road.

Wu Xing did not speak.

Among Fu Tianluo, Tu Lang and him, he is indeed the most hopeful to enter gaowu.

What's more, he gets more treasures.

Like Fu Tianluo's compass, although it is a semi Holy Level magic weapon, it is only a broken and abandoned magic weapon.

It's not like his tin stick, his golden bowl and his cassock.

They are all good semi Holy Level magic weapons.

Even his tin stick was refined into the level of Holy Level magic tools.

Wu Xing did not answer him.

His face was beaming with joy, because the sword light was absorbed by the golden bowl, which was equivalent to paying Lu Fan's weapons.

However.

The next moment, his face changed slightly.

Because.

Lu Fan sat in the void, holding his sword finger in his hand, and gently stroked in front of him.

Pooh!

A crack appeared on the gold bowl.

The sound of the song of the Phoenix resounded.

The flaming Phoenix plume sword is cut into pieces.

The silver thousand blades, like the Star River, gather around the phoenix feather sword.

Boom!

The golden bowl is fried.

Wuxing is shocked!

This is a semi Holy Level magic weapon. Don't cut it hard!

"Holy Level magic weapon?"

He was shocked when he realized what he was doing.

At this moment, he finally understood how tu Lang died!

It turned out that the young man had a holy level magic weapon!

This is a saint level magic weapon!

The treasure that can only be possessed by gaowu world, which appears in the world of Zhongwu, is almost a symbol of invincibility!

Even the most powerful and high martial arts can master Holy Level magic weapons unless they are really favored by high martial arts and great powers. It is very rare for ordinary people to possess semi Holy Level magic weapons.

For the first time, Wu Xing's heart was filled with waves.

Around his body, there was a great amount of blood Buddha light.

The cassock was in front of him.

However.

However, the phoenix feather sword spreads its wings and turns into a red awn.

The eight Phoenix plume swords are stacked into a whole, and their power is incomparably powerful.

Pooh!

The sea of blood was cut.

A sword breaks the sea.

After the sea of blood disappeared, the Buddhist shrines all over the sky exploded, leaving only the tattered cassock cut in two.

The heart of enlightenment is aching.

It's just war one. Two and a half Holy Level magic weapons are broken.

How can he not feel heartache!

This is all the capital that he will enter the gaowu world in the future!

However, the cassock blocked a lot of time for him.

He took a step back, hunting in his robe and holding the Buddhist seal in his hand. His face was somewhat ferocious.

The original harmony disappeared completely and turned into a fierce bald head.

No wonder the other side didn't score him fifty-five.

No wonder the other side is so aggressive.

It turns out that There is a saint level magic weapon as the base card!

"Benefactor, you are not the only one who has holy level magic weapon!"

Wu Xing roars.

The next moment.

He finished printing, raised his hand, five fingers to the void.

He hissed and roared.

"Stick

Golden body mainland.

The blood colored tin stick drips and turns, and ninety-nine rings hang on it, emitting the sound of Shura tinkling.

Where the sound wave sweeps, the strong are all flesh bodies fried into powder.

Suddenly.

The stanchion stagnates, and the Shura sound suddenly appears.

It seems to have been summoned.

The tin stick broke through the sky and disappeared in the golden body continent.

The whole continent, the strong man of the golden body continent, is still in a state of palpitation. Looking at the disappearing tin stick, I feel sad in my heart.Some people stood, looking into the world of corpses and blood, their faces fluctuated, and they couldn't help but howl.

Whether it's a major overhaul or an ordinary mortal.

They can't escape the tragedy.

There was a city of practice, and all the practitioners died miserably and turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

There are also mortal cities, silent, all mortals have become viscous blood.

Palpitation, despair.

Throughout the whole golden body continent.

This is a catastrophe.

A sudden catastrophe.

Original space.

The staff came from the sky, and the fire was burning on it.

Wu Xing held the tin stick, and the blood color seemed to be climbing on his body along the stick. Soon, he completely covered his body.

The fire of karma is burning, burning his body.

However, Wu Xing feels incomparable peace of mind.

This tin stick is a holy level magic weapon. It can fight against Lu Fan's phoenix feather sword. Can he not be at ease?

"Oh?"

"Earth level spirit tool?"

Lu Fan looked at the tin stick in Wu Xing's hand and was surprised.

However, the tin stick is full of the smell of killing, but also contains boundless blood.

There's a kind of holy order magic weapon like variation.

Lu Fan could not help but feel some disgust. He seemed to see a sea of corpses on the tin stick.

Moreover, the fire that bloomed on it made Lu Fan frown.

"Buddha?"

"Ridiculous."

Lu Fan Road.

After that, he raised his hand and took off the jade sword which was inserted on the jade crown.

The sword is like a white jade made of suet. It is bright and colorful, and exudes the brilliance like milk.

Fu Tian Jian!

It is a Fu Tian sword made by Lu Fan with the power of chaos.

Boom!

Far away.

Wu Xing holds the tin stick and smashes it out abruptly.

Phoenix feather sword across, as if the wings of the fire phoenix.

The tin stick burns the blood black industry fire, collides with the fire phoenix.

Ninety nine rings burst out, jingling in the void in a dense stack.

Bang!

The phoenix feather sword flies across the sky.

But there is a sword mark on the tin stick.

Wu Xing's face was frozen.

More and more distressed, his holy order tin stick was cut out of the crack.

Why is this sword so strong?

Hum

Eight Phoenix plume swords were suspended beside Lu Fan.

The silver blade is stacked.

He turned into a thousand blade chair, and Lu fanduan sat on it, staring at the fire on the Phoenix Ling sword as if it were a gangrene with bones.

The phoenix feather sword seems to be whining.

Lu Fan took a deep breath.

Raise your hand, the forest white flame jumps out.

This is the bone fire. The industry fire collides with the bone fire and is burned out directly.

Far away.

Wu Xing looks at the bone you fire emerging from Lu Fan's hands, and his whole body is cold.

"Mysterious fire in heaven and earth?"

Is this man the son of Gao Wu world power?

Holy order magic weapon, heaven and earth XuanHuo

A top level master of the world of Chinese and martial arts can possess so many treasures!

This is a monster!

At this moment, Wu Xing has no mind to fight again.

If Lu Fan wants the origin, take it.

If he continues to fight, the only holy level magic weapon will be destroyed.

He can't afford such a loss!

Boom!

Holding a tin stick, one stick of enlightenment smashes into the void and rolls up thousands of blood colors.

Is to escape from the original space.

"Want to go?"

Lu Fan stroked the Phoenix plume sword which had already dissipated the industry fire, and his eyes were a little angry.

Holding the sky covering sword.

Lu Fan gently threw it out.

Fu Tian sword suddenly soars in the void.

The Fu Tian sword refined by the power of chaos has extremely terrible destructive power.

Boom!

Huge sword across the sky, the original space filled with a storm like waves.

Wu Xing's face changed greatly.

Lift up the tin stick.

I want to resist Lu Fan's sword.

Like a huge sword made of lanolin and white jade, a touch of milky brilliance flows by.

The next moment

Cut on the tin stick.

Ding!

The body of the stick is horizontal and wants to resist the sword.

However

When the sword touched his staff.

Wu Xing is stunned!

A terrible power to the extreme, which makes the soul tremble Cut off the tin stick in an instant!

Pooh!Wu Xing coughs up blood.

I can't help but watch the Milky sword over his body.

Wu Xing abandoned the stick.

The monk's robe was stained with blood, half of his body was annihilated and rushed out of the original space.

Golden body over the mainland.

Wu Xing's whole body was stained with blood, and a little warm blood was sprinkled on his body.

He was extremely miserable, suspended in the sky over the Jinshen continent, and looked at the bloody sea of corpses in the golden body mainland, showing a sad smile.

Greed has caused trouble!

Loss!

What a loss!

All the half Saint level magic weapons on your body are destroyed.

Now, in order to protect their lives, even the holy order of the tin staff are abandoned!

Wu Xing never thought that the prey would turn into a hunter.

Sure enough, there is no good end to being involved in the game of Gao Wu Da Neng.

Tu Lang is dead.

Fu Tianluo doesn't know whether he lives or not, and he is very miserable now.

Escape!

This is the only thought left at the moment.

The young man in white is so terrible that he has two holy level magic weapons. Moreover, he can't see through his own practice. How can he fight?

It's not a level at all!

Wu Xing shed blood, was annihilated half of his body, without hesitation to escape.

He's going back to Prajna.

He wants to contact Zun!

……

Wu Xing escaped.

At the cost of abandoning the tin stick, he escaped.

Lu Fan did not continue to chase, Fu Tianjian returned, turned into a small sword, he was tied into the jade crown of hair.

The broken cassock, the broken golden bowl, and the tin stick which is broken in two and burning the industry fire.

Lu Fan rubbed on the Youxuan finger.

The mind moved.

The fragments of the spirit were taken away by him one after another.

These things can be forged into good spirit tools.

Put these away.

Lu Fan looked at the origin of Jinshi continent.

Lu Fan was stunned.

Because, he found that the origin of the continent is flowing with red liquid, like blood.

Raise your hand and touch the source.

In front of Lu Fan's eyes, many pictures suddenly appeared.

In the picture, the tin stick drips and turns and emits the sound of Shura.

Where the sound waves pass.

The strong man's body burst into blood.

Both practitioners and ordinary people turn into blood and water under this sound wave.

The picture is very grim, the death of countless creatures, even affected the origin.

Let the source produce a huge fluctuation.

"The bald donkey I have the face to call myself Buddha. "

Lu Fan shook his head and sighed.

The death of so many creatures has created a huge repulsive force for the origin of Jinshi continent.

Unless Lu Fan killed Wuxing and settled the cause and effect, the boiling golden body mainland would not be quiet.

Because of his restlessness, Lu Fan had no way to achieve integration.

Hum

Lu Fan's figure disappeared.

Silver blade in the sky, Lu fanduan sitting in a thousand blade chair, appeared above the golden body continent.

The sky was bloody.

The bottom seems to be covered by a sea of blood, and the remaining creatures are crying.

It's like a hell scene.

The nose is full of blood.

Lu Fan's spiritual consciousness swept through, and there were not many living people left in the whole golden body continent, which brought huge impact to Lu Fan.

This is the real destruction of the world

The destruction of a world is so cruel.

I didn't stay in the mainland.

Lu Fan appeared in nothingness.

He looked at the Prajna land, which exuded a peaceful atmosphere, but at the moment, in Lu Fan's view, it was a great irony.

One hand is holding chin, the other hand is on Fengling's hand guard.

The thousand blade chair supported the landing fan's body, swept through the void and approached Prajna mainland.

……

Boom!

Half of the body was annihilated, and the bloody enlightenment fell into Prajna land.

He fell into the big city.

In the temple.

A Buddhist monk was startled.

The distracted old monks appeared one after another, looking at the half of his body breaking into pieces.

Wu Xing coughs blood in his mouth and looks ferocious.

"Set up! Please respect me

Wuxing roars.

His mouth was covered with mottled blood and coughed up bits of broken dirt.

The expression of the distracted old monks changed greatly.

Dong Dong Dong Dong!

The big bell in the temple rings and the heavy sound seems to spread all over the mainland.The princes and nobles who came to the temple to worship Buddha were shocked.

Wuxing sits on the ground like a blood Buddha.

Around, a Buddhist monk began to beat the wooden fish.

Dong Dong Dong

The voice of Sanskrit singing resounds through the whole world.

The silver awn burst.

The force of the world is pounding.

Lu fan, dressed in white clothes and sitting on a thousand blade chair, appeared in the sky of Prajna.

The top of the holy mountain.

Temple golden light everywhere, wooden fish beat, with holy and auspicious light overflowing between heaven and earth.

Lu Fan's face was indifferent, and he was somewhat sarcastic about these holiness.

In the temple.

His whole body was stained with blood, and half of his body was annihilated. He felt Lu Fan's appearance.

His face changed greatly.

Sure enough, the young man came after him!

"Stop him!"

Wu Xing roars.

The psychic mind fluctuates.

Bang bang bang!

The void explodes.

In the temple, there are four martial monks who have changed their environment to the heaven and block Lu Fan's body.

Lu Fan raised his hand.

The spirit pressure chessboard appeared in front of him.

Lu Fan reached out his hand, fell into it and picked up a chess piece.

It falls slowly.

PATA.

The pieces fall on the chessboard.

The terrible pressure suddenly erupted.

Boom!

The four martial monks in the infant transformation state were directly hit on the earth by the terrible spiritual pressure, and even couldn't even raise their heads.

The spiritual consciousness vibrates in the vision of enlightenment and action.

"All hands, stop him!"

Wu Xing's crazy roar.

He wants to fight for time and time to invite venerable people!

If he wants to live, he can only invite a dignified one!

Whew! Whew!

In the land of Prajna, a practitioner's eyes became blurred.

Even if Lu Fan's spirit pressure was startled, he was still crazy.

Lu Fan's hair was flying, and he took a glance at Wu Xing.

I'll drop in again.

PATA

The pressure burst out again.

A man of practice who rose from the sky was all flying backwards, like shells falling back on the land of Prajna.

Some people, who are completely suppressed, lie down on the ground, even have no strength to raise their heads.

The magnificent temples collapsed by the pressure of Lu Fan.

The huge golden Buddha began to show cracks.

Dada dada

A temple monk's wooden fish fried.

Finally.

When the clouds in the sky cast golden light, the shadow of a giant Buddha emerges.

Blood stained Wu Xing made a laugh, and he succeeded!

He asked the venerable!

"Reverend save me!"

Wuxing shouts at the Giant Buddha.

However, the next moment.

His roar stopped abruptly.

Because

A huge milky sword flies across the sky.

The virtual shadow of the Giant Buddha that just appeared was cut off the head of the Buddha.

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