Three hundred and thirtieth chapters under the black hand
This large network composed of nearly a hundred official seals changed rapidly under the guidance of a prince's seal. The towering network, with an area of nearly fifty meters, was full of large seals of "officials protect each other". Thin red lines started from the official seals.
Flashing out, a fine and traceless network is formed.
Murong Jie was full of confidence. This was his strong one-hit protection, and it also had an unexpected effect.
Gongyang Chunqiu rides a tornado and dances a spear in his hand, like an ancient god of war descending from the sky.
"In an instant, the sun and the moon have no light." With a fierce shout, the muscles on Gongyang Chunqiu's face trembled, and the blood-red spear flashed red again, and from the spear, a sun and a moon appeared.
The sun dominates yang, and the moon dominates yin. When yin and yang combine, the sun and moon have no light.
A vast sun and a vast moon, the two are connected in an instant, one big and one small, one yin and one yang, completely natural. There is a place on the sun, which belongs to the moon. On the moon, there is a place
Place, there is the sun.
It is as beautiful as a landscape painting, but the terrifying power that arises in the middle is suffocating and terrifying. It seems to be the arrival of the end of the world. We know clearly that the sky has not changed and the sun and moon have not disappeared, but in human senses, we are still terrified, even
It's fear, fear of death.
Murong Jie's "Guardian Protector" was like a flower stand in the face of this power, shattered like glass, leaving no room at all. Then a huge arm appeared from the sun, and a huge arm also appeared from the moon.
The sun and moon disappeared at the same time, and there was a flash of light. The light flickered onto the huge arm and turned into ten fingers.
In an instant, Murong Jie felt a sense of suffocation. Huge arms and ten fingers made of the sun and moon pinched his neck. The speed was beyond what he could avoid.
"Uh...uh..." A knife came out of Murong Jie's sleeve. The golden knife was dazzling, and it struck the giant arm with a click. Sparks flew everywhere, and countless ghosts appeared, including a black face.
Appeared, cut off the arm, and the sinister aura filled the air.
Naturally, this sword is not an ordinary sword, but a ghost sword, which is a middle-grade sword.
The moment Murong Jie got rid of his huge arm, Gongyang Chunqiu, who was riding a tornado, had already arrived. He pointed his spear directly at Murong Jie's neck. He had murderous intentions and was about to kill him with one blow.
Murong Jie's pupils became enlarged, there was a hint of fear in his eyes, and his body couldn't help shaking. At this moment, he had already sensed death, the feeling of approaching darkness, the feeling of death that would destroy the sun. At this moment, he thought...
Family is not about cultivation, but the secret of being a king.
Murong Jie's body was stiff, trembling, and shaking, but he could not move, because in his consciousness, he could feel that there might be Gong Yang Chunqiu's spear in any direction, and death was waiting for him.
At this moment, Xia Houlong roared: "You still use a dragon in front of me. You really don't take me, Xia Houlong, seriously."
Transformed in an instant, the huge dragon claws swing, and when they open, they reveal the dragon's breath.
It still had an impact on the tornado. The shaking had already disrupted Gong Yang Chunqiu's sight. The spear strike happened to be a little bit off, and it stabbed him on the shoulder. Although it was injured, it was no longer fatal. Murong Jie
Successfully escaped this murder.
Gongyang Chunqiu roared in annoyance, like the roar of an ancient ferocious beast. The tornado had not disappeared yet, and the spear shook again, trying to kill Murong Jie again.
The shock of the first blow to Murong Jie was deep into his bones. He could not escape from that lock, but it was different the second time. At least he could resist and no longer looked like he was being slaughtered. In the face of countless official seals, probably
to stop it.
At this time, Wen Renhong also recovered from his injury, turned his handprints, and began to turn.
"Heavenly dragon locks the sky, and the terrain creates man." Following Wen Renhong's words, at the moment when his handprints were swinging, countless earth energy gathered from all directions, and a huge amount of earth energy began to converge on Murong Jie, preventing Gong Yang from doing so.
Spring and Autumn Spear.
Gongyang Chunqiu's mouth flashed with a hint of pride, his plan succeeded.
"If you want to save others, you should save yourself first."
Wen Renhong secretly said something bad and hurriedly took back his hand seals and arranged a terrain in front of him, but after a long time there was still no movement.
"It must be Gongyang Chunqiu's plan to attack the east and attack the west. He is lying to me so that I will not save Murong Jie." After making the conclusion, Wen Renhong moved his handprints again, and countless earth energy instantly moved to Murong Jie, protecting him.
The purpose of staying here is to protect Murong Jie.
Because if he kills Gongyang Chunqiu later, he will definitely have a conflict with Xia Houlong. The only one who can fight alongside him is Murong Jie. If he dies, he will have no choice but to be slaughtered by Xia Houlong, and his life and death will be in his hands.
In one's own hands.
Therefore, he least wanted Murong Jie to die, but he also devoted himself wholeheartedly to saving him. Unlike Xia Houlong, he had selfish motives.
But it was this rescue that cost him his own life.
From the void, a blood-red spear suddenly appeared, dripping with blood, and then pierced directly into Wen Renhong's ribs.
"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spurted out, like a blooming red flower. Wenren's face was filled with disbelief as he cried. His eyes were wide open. He didn't understand why Gongyang Chunqiu was far away, while he
However, he was attacked by a spear and stabbed into his ribs.
This spear was the same spear as the previous order, the alphabet spear, not one spear, but two spears. Wen Renhong died unexpectedly. This was a backhand strike left by Gong Yang Chunqiu that worked.
This spear is a murderous aura that can destroy the vitality of the body. There are internal organs in the ribs. Now Wen Renhong's internal organs have changed. There are no good places that have been destroyed. They are almost in a state of smashing. Once the internal organs are destroyed, here is
The meridians of the whole body, the eight extraordinary meridians, and the three vital souls.
Death is only a matter of time, but it does not happen immediately.
"Uh..." Another mouthful of blood spurted out. When a person dies, it depends on his mood. The current Wen Renhong is undoubtedly the most hateful moment. His face is hateful and his heart is filled with hatred. At this moment, he
Not only was Gongyang Chunqiu ruthless, but he also hated Xia Houlong, Murong Jie, and Li Mo. The only person he didn't hate was Xiao Nannan.
"Why is this happening? Why? Why did I die like this? The secret of becoming king has not been discovered yet. I am not willing to die."
Wen Renhong stroked the spear on his chest and looked at the three people who continued to fight, with more than one hole of hatred in his heart.
"It's all of you, it's all of you that I died of. Now that I'm dead, I won't make you feel better and I'll be buried with you!" Wen Renhong was almost hysterical.
I saw him reluctantly sitting there, spitting out blood from his mouth, and then biting all his fingers with his teeth.
When his hands were dissatisfied with the blood flowing from his fingers, his face was already haggard, but he endured it, and what he wanted to do was to arrange a terrain that was difficult for him to complete.
"Shake and destroy the terrain!"
What he wants to focus on is this terrain, the 'clear and annihilating terrain'. He wants to change the terrain of this place, and he wants to kill everyone present, otherwise he will die without peace of mind.
There are nine types of handprints, and this is the most complicated. Even Wen Renhong in the past could not concentrate on this situation.
But it's different now. He is about to die. He is not afraid of the backlash of the terrain at all. He will die anyway.
He could still condense the five consecutive mudra, but at the sixth, his hands began to tremble, and blood continued to flow from the wounds on his fingers. At the seventh, the sweat on his forehead was like water, and at the eighth,
By that time, the internal organs had begun to flow out from the wound of the spear.
Although the other side noticed that Wen Renhong was dead, they still fought fiercely. Originally, Murong Jie was going to save Wen Renhong, but at this moment, he had no time to protect himself, was restrained everywhere, and faced death at any time.
Gongyang looked proud in his spring and autumn. This was his masterpiece. He killed people unexpectedly. Who would have thought that he had two spears.
Xia Houlong felt a mixture of sadness and joy. What was sad was that his teammate died like this, and he was even more stressed when facing Gong Yang Chunqiu. What was happy was that Wen Renhong had to die sooner or later, and now that he died in the hands of Gong Yang Chunqiu, he was also
It saved him some effort.
Li Mo felt a little unnatural. After all, Wen Renhong and Wen Ren Susu were both from the Wenren family. His relationship with Wen Ren Susu and Linghu Miao was a bit delicate. The last thing he should do was watch Wen Ren die, but at this moment
He is powerless. The reason why no one touches him is because no matter how he hides it, his cultivation of the three spiritual paths cannot be hidden and has been seen by others.
The risk is minimal, so she has survived until now. Just like little Nannan, a little girl with the body of a thousand souls, no one wants to kill her because she is less dangerous.
Over there, Wen Renhong had already condensed his ninth hand seal. As long as he succeeded, countless terrains would appear and kill everyone present.
"What is he doing?" Li Mo shouted, his keen consciousness already sensing the dangerous aura.
He was not the only one who sensed this. Gongyang Chunqiu's expression changed drastically, and he directly shot out his spear, throwing it from a far away place, hitting Wen Renhong again.
Xia Houlong's eyes were also red, and his whole body was protected by dragons. He even spit out dragon fire in an attempt to stop Wen Renhong.
"Hahahaha... It's too late. Don't you all want me to die? Then go to hell together and die. The secret of becoming a king will be buried with us."
Gongyang Chunqiu's final blow still failed to stop Wen Renhong, and his terrain finally gathered.
"Yai Zhen, protect me!" Li Mo shouted, swallowing smoke that kept flashing with light. Li Mo quickly lay down and protected the little girl in his arms, with his body arched.
The Qi-increasing pills in his hand disappeared one by one, and they were like smoke that could not be swallowed up.
At this moment, the breath of the world's annihilation sun came out from Wen Renhong. The terrain finally condensed and exhausted the essence of Wen Renhong's body. In the end, he died with a smile. Maybe in his heart, these people were all
I want to die with him.
The entire Golden Palace was in darkness at this moment.