V2.Chapter 202

"Jie Jie! With such a strong energy and blood, let the ancestor eat you obediently."

The old monk was still sitting on the altar, standing still, just snorted coldly, but there were a few small sounds in the darkness, as shrill as a devil's cry, and a few strange ghosts invisible to the naked eye came from the darkness. He jumped out of the middle and attacked and killed Zuo Qianhu.

"Dare to fight against the ancestors, you don't know how to live or die!"

The saber energy swept across the sky like a rainbow, just in time to collide with those evil ghosts, only to hear a series of chichichi, a series of bright red blood sprinkled in the air, the ghosts wailed and dispersed, and Zuo Zhixiong stood on the ground, His left arm was broken at shoulder height.

kill!

Zuo Qianhu leaned on the ground with a knife in one arm, clenched his steel teeth, his eyes were red, he did not retreat but advanced, striding forward towards the place where the ghost sound came from, swinging the long knife,

He doesn't understand spells, and he has only practiced one killing knife technique honed in the army in his life, but its power is really extraordinary!

After a few more ghostly cries and howls, those strange black shadows were strangled by the saber energy and turned into broken flesh and blood, falling to the ground.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!?"

The wound on Zuo Qianhu's broken arm was bleeding continuously, but his footsteps were extremely steady and firm. His true energy moved the four front cold long knives on his back, and he was about to die with the demon monk Cihang Pudu with a lore.

"Damn it!"

The old monk's gloomy face was full of awe-inspiring killing intent, and he clasped his hands together, as if he had turned into a giant Buddha, emitting infinite light.

Zhiqiu Yiye was immobilized by the life-threatening Buddha's voice, but his heart was agitated, his blood rushed to his forehead, and he yelled loudly: "Senior, please take action, get rid of this big monster!"

"What a Zuoqianhu, with a broken arm and broken body, with a steel-toothed knife and a mortal body to slay several demons, what a hero!"

Suddenly there was a clear chant from the distance, and the awe-inspiring righteousness was billowing like thunder, sweeping through the air.

Rumble!

The evil Buddha light of Cihang Purdue collided with the awe-inspiring righteousness, causing the void to vibrate like thunder.

"Writing the spring and autumn with pen and ink, defeating all enemies with a brush!"

"Accepting the emperor's favor and serving the country, what a minister does!"

"The evil spirits are in troubled times, you should punish yourself!"

Like a sage chanting, suppressing all the strange sounds of death-demanding Buddha, the old monk Cihang Pudu's face twitched, full of astonishment and resentment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who is it!?"

Zuo Qianhu lost his arm, his meridians were cut off, and launched a mortal killing, but unexpectedly survived, his mind was shaken.

Without the suppression of Suo Ming Buddha's voice, Zhi Qiu Yiye's pressure cleared, and he exclaimed with great joy: "Senior, you are finally here!"

The two figures, as if shrinking to an inch, floated towards them.

The two scribes in Confucian shirts formed an angle with each other, and also blocked all of Cihang Pudu's escape routes.

It was Guo Jia and Zhang Liang, ghost talents among the seven literary and Taoist sages of the Han Dynasty.

"Two scholars, let's go, this demon monk is very powerful."

Zuo Qianhu coughed out a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up from the ground.

Guo Jia and Zhang Liang looked elegant and handsome, like elegant gentlemen with no strength to restrain a chicken, but Zhi Qiu Yiye bowed down and said: "This big monster used sorcery to kill the civil and military lives of Chen Guoman, please The two immortals have taken action to eliminate this great harm for the world!"

However, seeing Guo Jia and Zhang Liang, the old monk on the altar no longer remained calm, and said fearfully: "Who are you, dare to spoil this good thing!?"

The life-suffering Buddha's voice can confuse the souls of the common people, and it has always been unfavorable, but today it was broken by this mysterious power.

Guo Jia's eyes were full of clear and wise light, and he said with a flick of his sleeves: "Humanity has collapsed, demons are rampant, and now I am entrusted by the Holy Emperor to take your life."

While speaking, Guo Jia Tanshou shot, the darkness was shattered, the sky was like a black curtain, bursting out countless beams of light as thin as gossamer, shaped like lightsabers, all strangled the old monk sitting on the Buddhist altar.

"Disaster in the world, evil spirits should be punished!"

Zhang Liang's green shirt was fluttering, he was stepping on the mysterious steps, and he said small words of righteousness in his mouth. His mighty aura rose from the ground and condensed into a golden giant sword with a length of more than 100 meters, like the Great Sun Sword, sweeping away everything.

These two saints of literature and Taoism made a move, and the awe-inspiring righteousness bloomed brightly, with the potential to smash the sky and the earth, Zuo Qianhu stayed where he was watching.

Such a terrifying power!

It's like the legendary land god who broke through the pinnacle of martial arts!

"It's a good thing to ruin this seat! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Buddhist altar was blasted into powder by the majestic righteousness, and the venom screamed. The old monk flew into the air, and his body turned into a hundred-foot-high Buddha, emitting infinite golden light.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

"Before the Tathagata, why don't you kneel!?"

The big Buddha radiated golden light, clasped his hands together, and the strange voice of the Buddha vibrated, and even the air sent out waves of ripples, constantly eliminating the offensive of great righteousness.

This kind of terrifying spiritual attack spell, as long as ordinary people hear a word, they will sink into obsession, be controlled by evil spirits, and will not recognize their relatives.

Zhiqiu Yiye's expression was in a trance, he rushed to the Pudu Hall first, had a battle with the big monster, and was injured a lot, at this moment he couldn't resist, struggling and rolling on the ground.

"You are really a Buddha, why did you harm the Great Chen Junchen!"

Zuo Qianhu hated so much, he was on guard in his heart, he quickly moved his ears, closed the meridians of both ears, and there was no sound, so he survived the disaster.

"I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring spirit."

Guo Jia and Zhang Liang, on the Confucian shirts, are shining with golden light. Both of them are sages of literature and Taoism who have listened to Xunzi's preaching.

The two majestic and righteous qi rolled like a dragon, turned abruptly, and converged into an awe-inspiring sword light hundreds of meters long, like a line between heaven and earth.

Zheng!

The sword light from the sky and the earth struck the golden Buddha, and all the singing of the life-threatening Buddha disappeared between the sky and the earth, leaving only the continuous rumble of thunder.

"How... how is it possible, there will be such a spell!"

The giant golden Buddha with a height of hundreds of feet lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He glanced at his forehead to his chest, and a line of sword marks and blood suddenly appeared, and his golden body was broken.

"Hate! Hate! Hate! This seat has devoured Nanchen Junchen's energy, and he is about to achieve the Dao. You have destroyed it, let me die!"

The face of the benevolent golden light giant Buddha was split in two, and the light of the benevolent Buddha was gone. Under the remaining layer of Buddha skin, flesh and blood squirmed, and it was a centipede that was hundreds of feet long! ....