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At that moment, the supervisor's eyes flashed.

Boom!He violently extinguished the thunderball, and pressed his waist with his right hand, which was smoking, and slammed it violently.

"Crack! Crack!"

With two crisp cracking sounds, Baidi was thrown out, his snow-white scales cracked, and blood spattered.Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva staggered back, and a faint welt appeared on the dark golden body.

In the prisoner's hand, there is an extra whip for driving sheep.

The magic weapon of the great wizard Saren Agu, the first artifact of the Witch God Cult, it also has a name called the Magic Whip.

At the time when Joan of Arc was beheaded, Saren Agu and the prisoner were gambling in the Star Observation Tower. The two sides bet on Xu Qi'an's life and death with the heavenly secret disk and the magic whip.

Since Xu Qi'an did not die, it was naturally Salun Agu who lost.

"This broken whip is useless. It's a handy way to beat you two vulgar bastards."

The supervisor sneered, shaking his hands and waving his whip.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The whip turned into an afterimage, ignoring the distance, and whipped Xu Pingfeng, Jialuoshu Bodhisattva and Baidi again.

Behind Xu Pingfeng, a white-clothed figure was pulled out, it was his primordial spirit.

Baidi's primordial spirit was a vague black shadow, just about to get out of his body, he forcibly got back.

Only Gala Tree Bodhisattva is immune to the characteristics of hitting the whip, and Fudo Mingwang seals, as stable as a mountain.

Jianzheng ignored Baidi and Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva, flicked his wrist, and beat Xu Pingfeng's primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit that has been separated from the physical body is undoubtedly fragile. Except for wizards and Taoists, the primordial spirit is relatively fragile for monks of any system.

The whip turned into an afterimage and was drawn towards Xu Pingfeng's primordial spirit. When the whip went down, Xu Pingfeng's three souls would be scattered.

But at this moment, a dense, silt-like liquid flowed from the phantom white-clothed warlock.

These liquids carried a depraved and evil aura, and quickly covered Xu Pingfeng's primordial spirit, enveloping and protecting him.

"Snapped!"

The whip hit the muddy liquid, Xu Pingfeng and the muddy liquid trembled, almost scattered.

After whipping the whip, the prisoner stopped and looked down at the whip in his hand.

It was stained with a viscous black liquid and lost its spirituality.

On the other side, the black liquid covering Xu Pingfeng's body broke away, twisted and squirmed into a human form, and turned into a human form.He has the appearance of a human being, with five senses, and a thick, foul fluid dripping from his body.

Only one pair of eyes are real human eyes.

The Daoist Head of the Dizong——Hei Lian!

The two culprits who caused Dafeng to fall to the present situation are here.

"Degenerate characteristics, specially restraining magical weapons, even the Zhenguo Sword is not immune. Teacher, why don't you try changing your Tianji Disk?"

Xu Pingfeng's soul returned to his seat, and he stood with his hands behind his back, smiling all over his face:

"Oh, I forgot that the Tianji disk is the bottom of the supervisor's box, and I won't use it in idle time."

The prisoner let go of his hand, and the whip turned into light and dissipated.

He then flipped his right hand, and there were two utensils in his palm, one was a simple Confucian crown, and the other was an unpretentious carving knife.

The supervisor slowly put on the Confucian crown, held the carving knife, and smiled lightly at the four enemies:

"If I invite Confucian saints, do you have any hope of surviving today?"

Bai Di's blue eyes inspected the supervisor, and said in a deep voice:

"Please come to super-grade, you will be backlashed by heaven, even if you are a first-grade body, you have to bear a huge price, I bet you dare not"

Before they could finish their sarcasm, the three people and one beast saw an extra page of paper in the prisoner's hand, which quickly burned to ashes.

Being so decisive, Xu Pingfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he retreated violently with the teleportation circle. During the process, he controlled each magic weapon to protect himself.

Gala tree Bodhisattva does not move at all, and does not move at all, and is the strongest defense.

As a second-rank Hei Lian, she was even more determined to retreat than Xu Pingfeng.

Baidi bowed his body, put his head against his front paws, and let out a low moan in his throat.The horns on the top of the head, one condenses lightning and the other brews black light.

The supervisor sneered and said:

"Scare you!"

Just as the three of them were stunned and relaxed, he suddenly snapped his crown and shouted:

"Confucian saints please!"

Above the sea of ​​clouds and under the sky, a pair of indifferent eyes slowly opened.

S: This battle is the beginning of the climax, and many foreshadowings in the early stage will be solved one by one.The first climax of the original volume of the competition is coming. For a better reading experience, I will continue to code the next chapter.

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Chapter 87 Sunrise West

After the indifferent eyes manifested, Qing Qi then outlined the outline of the figure. Suddenly, a strong wind swept over, and the robes fluttered. The image of a Confucian scholar with fluttering sleeves appeared in front of Xu Pingfeng and others.

The souls of Confucian saints and heroes reappeared in the world, and the terrifying coercion descended overwhelmingly, like a landslide, a tsunami, and the sky falling.

Because the distance is too close, three people and one beast are equivalent to facing the gaze of Confucian saints.

Baidi's limbs trembled uncontrollably, as if he had completely degenerated into a beast, he crawled on his back, bared his teeth, and let out a low growl like a demonstration from his throat.

Xu Pingfeng and Hei Lian retreated again and again, they at the second rank did not dare to be brave at this moment.

Relying on the arrogance of the Vajra Dharma and the defense of the Fudo Mingwang Dharma, Gala Tree Bodhisattva, as the most resistant existence in the first-rank realm, resisted the impact of the waves like a rock.

The Confucian saint's heroic soul took shape, and Jianzheng's eyebrows were split open, and blood flowed continuously.

The physical body began to slide into the abyss of collapse, this is the price that must be paid.

He stepped forward with one step, and stretched out the carving knife in his hand. The first thing he stabbed was Jialuoshu Bodhisattva.

The souls of Confucian saints and heroes behind him made synchronized movements, as if they were the most solid backing for Jianzheng.