"Don't worry, if I run away, I will take you with me."
Niu Dawa thought like this to comfort her ashamed heart.
The black mantra rushed to the front in the blink of an eye. Under Niu Dawa's nervous gaze, it hit the golden thread of Buddha's light. The next moment, it suddenly retracted, as if it was stuck with a needle by the golden thread of Buddha's light. Then it shrank back,
Don't dare to come near anymore.
The black spell stopped.
"Ha ha…"
"Well done!"
Niu Dawa shook her fist happily.
"Amitabha!"
Monk Jinshuo also had a happy smile on his face.
"Everyone, work harder and try to cut it all off!" Niu Dawa shouted to the monks at Leiyin Temple.
"I will obey the benefactor's order!" Monk Jinshuo responded respectfully.
When Niu Dawa saw the way Monk Jinshuo looked at him, he felt like an uncle looking at his little wife, full of ill intentions. He couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. He shivered and thought that he would have to hide from him in the future.
Focus on these monks.
However, he quickly gathered his mind and felt the power surging in the beads.
Just as Zhang Xiaozhu guessed, the Buddhist blessing from the monks of Leiyin Temple unlocked the hidden power in the beads.
Niu Dawa took the opportunity to understand.
"Walk!"
Zhang Xiaozu raised his hands and pressed his palms on the large array of light curtains. He led the people from the Lifa Sect and Dao Fa Sect and flew towards the west against the large array of light curtains.
The distance from east to west is too far, and their strength has reached its limit. If they want to further expel the black spell, they have to move to the west.
Under the double squeeze of Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa, the blood power obtained by the old man in yellow robe was suddenly greatly reduced.
"ah--"
The old man in yellow robe screamed in the black thunder, because the sharp reduction in the power of blood slowed down the reshaping of his body, and the flames of lightning and the phoenix sacred beast burned, causing great damage to him.
Boom boom boom!
The thunder is getting faster and fiercer.
The screams of the yellow-robed old man were drowned by the thunder, and his figure was also drowned.
Lei Zhige was waiting in a cold sweat as he looked at the dense thunderstorm, because if the dense thunderstorm only focused on them for a moment, they would probably die.
Lei Zhige had always thought that his strength had almost reached a level that could compete with the divine punishment of heaven. Now when he saw this boundless thunderstorm, he realized that he had been taking it for granted.
"strangeness!"
Emperor Fengdu was not the target of divine punishment, so he was relatively relaxed. His attention was not on the thunderstorm, but on the black eye of the sky.
A long time had passed since the Eye of Heaven appeared. Logically speaking, the ultimate divine punishment should have been issued long ago, but there was still no movement, which puzzled him.
However, he had never seen the Black Hidden Thunder with his own eyes, so he was not sure whether there was something wrong with the Eye of Heaven.
Roar!
Huanglong returned from the east on the order of the old man in yellow robe.
“Just in time!”
The old man in yellow robe grabbed his hand from the thunderstorm and grabbed Huang Long's neck.
The huge yellow dragon was like a weak loach, unable to resist the violence of the old man in yellow robe, and was dragged by his neck into the thunderstorm.
The whole process lasted only a moment, and Lei Zhige and others had no time to stop it.
"ah!"
A person screamed and flew out of the body of the Yellow Dragon Holy Beast, escaping the disaster.
"It's you!"
When Wang Mingyang saw this person, he immediately frowned angrily, and his body was filled with flames of hatred.
This man was the man who killed his wife when the Saint Ancestor of the World besieged him five hundred years ago.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Wang Mingyang rushed forward with his sword.
The man turned around and ran away, but was shot down by Xiang Qingtian.
It's not possible to fight the yellow-robed old man Xiang Qingtian, but it's no problem to deal with a strong man in the Holy Realm of this level.
"Thank you!"
Wang Mingyang thanked him, rushed forward, and pierced the man's head with his sword, then took out his soul and used magic methods to devour him alive.
The man screamed at the top of his lungs for half a cup of tea before he died.
"Oh no!"
Ni Qiufeng, who had been hovering on the edge of the thunderstorm, looking for a chance to save the sacred Phoenix beast, suddenly screamed in despair.
She felt that the Phoenix Holy Beast was dead.
Chirp!
There was a shrill cry, and a flame the size of a fist floated out of the thunderstorm.
Ni Qiufeng immediately rushed forward and protected him in his arms.
This is the immortal fire of the Phoenix Holy Beast. With it, the Phoenix can be reborn from the ashes.
"Bring it!"
The old man in yellow robe grabbed his hand out of the thunderstorm.
Emperor Fengdu punched him forward.
Ni Qiufeng transformed into flames and instantly escaped dozens of miles away.
boom!
A cloud of blood mist splashed in the air.
Emperor Fengdu flew backwards with a pale face, and his right fist was punched by the old man in yellow robes and turned into blood mist.
Lei Zhige and others were so shocked that their eyelids twitched, fearful of the yellow-robed old man's fighting prowess.
Emperor Fengdu used his fingers to grab a force of blood from the formation and reshape his right fist.
He looked at the thunderstorm with lingering fear, and suddenly felt the urge to run away.
puff!
In the Great Su Empire, Su De was lying unconscious on the bed, and a blood arrow suddenly spurted out of his mouth.
The connection between him and the Yellow Dragon Holy Beast was completely severed.
Yellow dragon holy beast, die.
"come over!"
The old man in yellow robe roared angrily, and the three holy beasts of White Tiger, Pixiu, and Suzaku flew towards him from three directions.
The Holy Beast of Blackpool has been rescued by Ye Mingyue and the ghosts.
Zhang Xiaozu discovered this situation and immediately activated the red runes to form three talisman chains, binding the white tiger, Pixiu and Suzaku, and then dispersed the black spells on them.
Click!
The demon-sealing formation lost the support of the sacred beast's divine power and suddenly collapsed.
A cheer suddenly erupted in the formation.
Ye Mingyue took the ghost spirit and flew towards the white tiger at high speed.
"court death!"
The yellow-robed old man sensed Zhang Xiaozu's obstruction, scolded him, and manipulated the black spell to directly engulf the three holy beasts: White Tiger, Pixiu, and Suzaku. Zhang Xiaozu's red runes were shaken away.
Ouch!
The three holy beasts let out shrill screams because the old man in yellow robe was sucking their blood.
Roar!
The white tiger suddenly jumped out of the black spell. Ye Mingyue and the ghosts arrived in time, dispelled the black spell and rescued it.
But Pixiu and Suzaku were not so lucky, and their blood was sucked dry by the old man in yellow robes in the blink of an eye.
Pixiu, the sacred beast, dies.
Suzaku, the holy beast, dies.
"Ha ha…"
"I've finished cultivating it!"
The thunderstorm resounded with the wild laughter of the old man in yellow robe.
"How many black thunders are there? Let's chop them all down!"
He shouted arrogantly.
I saw him grabbing the sky with both hands, holding all the thunder in his hands, pulling it out from the thunder cloud, and then using it as a whip, he whipped it towards the place where the cultivators were most concentrated below.
Boom boom boom!
Countless cultivators died tragically under his thunder whip.
In the sky, thunderclouds suddenly surged irregularly, and then began to dissipate with the wind.
"Ha ha…"
"Gout Tiandao, even you are afraid of me!"
The old man in yellow robe laughed arrogantly, then his eyes turned cold, and he glared at the sky and scolded: "Close your dog eyes quickly, or I will kill you with a sword and you will never be able to open them again!"
puff!
Suddenly, a sword pierced out of the Eye of Heaven's eyeball.
