All Worlds Xpress System

Chapter 237 Life and Death Crisis
"The only way is to do this. Only by fusing the three pieces of imperial armament with you can there be a slight chance of defeating the evil thoughts and saving the master." Fuxi Qinling said gently, even if he was about to die, there was no trace of fear in his tone.

"No! In this case, you will also..." The God Burying Sword Spirit said in shock.

"There is no other way, Burial God. From now on, remember to accompany the master well and help him conquer all realms. When the master becomes famous in the world, you must remember to remind the master that there are still three of us." Half Fuxi Qinling Said jokingly.

Burying God Sword fell silent for a while.

Cauldron Spirit urged: "There is no time, hurry up, Bury God!"

The Burying God Sword Spirit trembled slightly, and then the sword light flickered, and the sword body emitted milky white light.

Shennong Cauldron Spirit and Fuxi Qinling looked at each other and smiled regretfully. They regretted that they could no longer accompany Nangong Mo in his battles in all realms. They regretted that they would not be able to see the day when Nangong Mo became famous in all realms. Then they still rushed towards the Divine Burial Sword without regrets.

For them, if there is no Nangong Mo, they can only stay in a lower plane forever, never knowing how big the outside world is.

It is also impossible to experience so many planes and be able to accompany Nangong Mo for so long, maybe... enough.

The moment the Shennong Ding collided with Fuxiqin and the Burying God Sword, the milky white light gave amnesty, Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be ready to think, sighed, and made a thick and sad voice: "Buying God, remember to say something to the master, fifteen, Always remember him."

Xuanyuanjian resolutely flew towards the Burial God Sword, and now the light was even stronger, the milky white light almost illuminated the entire sky.

Nangong Mo's blood-red eyes looked at the ball of milky white light, slightly apprehensive, and fiercely slashed at the light ball with a sword.

A sword with all his strength knocked down the God Burial Sword that was still merging, and the light group that was still merging fell straight down.

Nangong Mo laughed loudly: "Hahaha! So what if he is an imperial soldier? He still won't be defeated by me!"

He didn't notice that the light group was sucked away by a space channel halfway down.

"Master, you..." Sun Wukong said aloud. He always felt that the person in front of him was not his master, because except for his appearance, everything else was not like the master he knew before.

"Wukong? What's the matter?" Nangong Mo turned his head and smiled evilly.

Monkey King murmured: "Are you still the master I know?"

"Haha, of course it's me." Nangong Mo said coldly.

Monkey King wanted to say something else, when a Sanskrit voice sounded.

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows and turned around to see a [-]-foot-long golden Buddha with numerous large packages on its head.

"Yao Zun, you have killed countless lives, and you still don't put down the butcher knife, and you become a Buddha immediately!" The Wanzhang Golden Buddha clasped his hands together, and said in his mouth, his tone revealed compassion.

"The Tathagata Buddha!" ​​Nangong Mo said fearfully. It was mentioned in that waste memory that the Tathagata Buddha is very likely to exist in a fairyland. Now he is barely a half-immortal.

"Since Yaozun knows my name, he will capture me without letting go, so as not to cause more battles." Tathagata Buddha said compassionately.

Nangong Mo said disdainfully: "Don't think that I'm afraid of you because I respect you three points. You're a broken Buddha who won't eat your food and recite your Buddha. Why come here? Why don't you go back!"

"Amitabha, since you don't want to capture Yaozun without a fight, then I can only suppress it to avoid further casualties." The eyes of Tathagata Buddha flashed fierceness, and he shouted: "Tathagata God's palm!"

The huge golden palm slapped towards Nangong Mo.

It seemed very slow, but Nangong Mo, who was within the range of the palm print, was locked by a pressure and could not escape at all.

"Did I just come out and be planted here? No!" Nangong Mo looked ferocious. He suddenly thought of something and said in surprise: "Yes, Han Tian's power. That waste once summoned Han Tian's power. The power of Emperor Han Tian will definitely be able to Victory over the Tathagata."

But after thinking about it for a long time, there is no memory of how to summon the power of Han Tian. When Nangong Mo summoned it, it seemed that he could do it with a single thought in his mind, and there was no way at all.

Just when the palm of Tathagata was about to hit Nangong Mo, a icy arrow shot out from the void, piercing a hole in the palm of Buddha Tathagata.

The Tathagata Buddha snorted, and could no longer maintain his compassionate appearance, and shouted angrily: "Where is the junior, how dare you sneak attack!"

Like the sound of a great bell, it spreads everywhere.

Nangong Mo was also taken aback, who would save himself?
Swah—

At some point, another cloud layer, a man in black looked at Nangong Mo coldly.

The Tathagata Buddha noticed the black-robed man in an instant, and asked, "Who are you! Why did you sneak up on me!" His tone was much weaker than before. There was no way, the inadvertent coercion from this man made him tremble with fear.

"Get out! Otherwise, die!" The man in black yelled coldly, with a crisp voice coming from his mouth, it was obvious that it was a woman.

Tathagata Buddha glared at the man in black angrily, and finally had no choice but to leave.

The man in black looked down at Nangong Mo, and said with a sneer, "Nangong Mo, have you ever imagined that one day I will look down on you too?"

"Who are you, you dare to talk to this deity like that!" Nangong Mo stared at the black-robed man with blood-red eyes, and said angrily.

The man in black shook his head again, and said: "I didn't expect to see you in ten years. You have become like this. According to the speed of time, you have been in this plane for more than 100 years, and even the fairyland has been lost for more than 100 years." I haven't reached it, but I was a waste in front of you in the past, but I have already taken one step ahead of you, how should I say it."

"Who the hell are you!" Nangong Mo said angrily, with a strange aura leaking from his body. This aura is different from a monster aura. At least the monster aura won't make people feel uncomfortable, but this kind of aura will make people who get close feel uncomfortable. .

"Haha, sure enough, you have changed." The man in black robe said calmly: "I still remember that ten years ago, you said that you can take revenge on you at any time. What about now?"

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Ten Thousand Worlds College
Demon Star Demon Pavilion
Tu Shan Yaya leaned on the main chair of Nangong Mo's Yaozun Temple, sitting alone with her white chin resting on her face, her eyes were blurred, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"elder sister!"

Tu Shan Yaya was taken aback, her icy aura was immediately revealed, and a layer of frost formed on the surface of Yaozun Temple instantly.

"Sister, it's me." Tu Shan Rongrong waved her hands quickly, she didn't want to be frozen into an ice sculpture again.

Tu Shan Yaya saw clearly that it was Tu Shan Rongrong, so she withdrew her demon power.

Tushan Rongrong also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sister, what are you thinking about? You are so absorbed that you don't even know I'm here."

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something." Tu Shan Yaya shook her head and said.

"Hehe, I guess sister must be thinking about Nangong Mo." Tushan Rongrong said with a smile.

Tu Shan Yaya blushed, but she didn't refute, obviously acquiescing.

"Sister, since you miss him, why don't you go to see him directly to relieve the pain of lovesickness." Tu Shan Rongrong asked puzzled.

Tushan Yaya sighed and said: "I think so too, but I guess he must have something important to do. If he doesn't let him, he won't come back for ten years. I... No, he is in a life-or-death crisis!"

As soon as the footsteps were chopped, there were waves of fluctuations in the space, and the figure disappeared instantly.

(End of this chapter)