Da Bong fights more people

The Gala Tree Bodhisattva stood still, his cassock was vigorously encouraged, his muscles swelled, and the thick veins under his skin stood out.

Although he didn't move, the vajra figure behind him stepped forward and stood in front of Gala Tree Bodhisattva.

The carving knife stabbed unhurriedly, as if not afraid of the enemy's escape.

The twelve pairs of arms of the Vajra Dharma Buddha are facing forward, and the 24 palms make a palm-to-palm movement, holding the Jianzheng and the carving knife in the palms.

But Fudo Mingwang Dharma, sitting cross-legged in the seal, behind the Vajra Dharma, condensed into a circular air shield, covering the Gala Tree Bodhisattva in it.

Suddenly, the twelve pairs of arms of Vajra Buddha began to tremble, as if unable to resist the advance of the carving knife.

"boom!"

The fire ring on the back of Vajra Dharma Xiang's head swelled, shooting up dazzling flames.

The trembling twelve pairs of arms stabilized again.

But at the next moment, first the 24 giant palms were cracked, then the arms, and the Vajra Phrases, whose body is famous for its defense and combat power, collapsed inch by inch.

The energy released from the collapse of the Dharma, raged in all directions, and washed away the sea of ​​clouds below, exposing the vast land.

Jianzheng held the carving knife, and still stabbed at the bulging shield of Fudo Ming Wang Dharmaxiang without haste. .

hum!

Distorted and chaotic energy sputtered from the junction of the light golden gas mask and the carving knife.

A ray of white light approached the prison silently, attacking from behind.

In Baidi's azure vertical pupils, there was only beast-like madness left, without any spirituality.

It suppressed its own spirituality, highlighting the madness rooted in the blood of gods and demons, so as to offset the coercion of Confucian saints.

Crazy descendants of gods and demons will not be afraid.

In addition, although spirituality is suppressed and spells can no longer be used, this does not weaken its combat power.The physique of the descendants of gods and demons is only stronger than martial arts, and their ability to fight in close combat is extremely terrifying.

The supervisor raised his left hand, hit the Confucian crown with a "snap", and said slowly:

"Go back five hundred miles."

The white emperor who opened his fangs and made a pounce, suddenly disappeared the moment he was about to touch the prison, as if he had never existed.

Of course, this is not that Jianzheng has learned the Confucian method of speaking, but is using the power of the Confucian crown to perform Confucian magic.

However, without the control of high-ranking monks of the same system, the power of Confucian Crown is limited, and the White Emperor's rank is extremely high, Jianzheng cannot use the power of Confucian Crown to directly attack it.

Because that was destined to be unable to threaten Baidi.

But the characteristic instinct of Confucianism is not attacking, but the words "fancy show".

After temporarily kicking Baidi out of the battlefield, Jianzheng took another powerful step with a carving knife in his hand.

Fudo Mingwang Faxiang's air mask deflated exaggeratedly.

This is not because Fudo Mingwang is not strong enough, on the contrary, under the blessing of Confucian sages and heroic souls, he can persevere until now. Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva is known as the super-rank, the strongest defense, and he deserves his name.

Xu Pingfeng in the distance opened the kit and took out a huge cannon, nine feet high and one foot long barrel.

As a second-rank man, he couldn't face the coercion of Confucian saints at close range. Fortunately, warlocks like long-range attacks the most.

One after another, the formation patterns brightened one after another, and the formations engraved on them began to absorb the surrounding spiritual power, and a fist-sized, white light cluster that was constantly collapsing inwards was condensed from the dark muzzle.

Leveraging the power of heaven and earth with formations is the best skill of warlocks.

"boom!"

When it collapsed to the extreme, it exploded, and the muzzle ejected a beam of white light.

Seeing that the beam of light was about to hit Jianzheng, a formation surrounded by clear light suddenly blocked the ballistic path.

The cannonball that could seriously injure a third-rank martial artist hit the formation, and disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

In the next second, a blazing beam of light shot out from the void behind Xu Pingfeng, engulfing him.

The supervisor used the teleportation array to return the shelling to him.

hum!

The void beside Jianzheng trembled, and another beam of light shot out, trying to cover his face.

Xu Pingfeng was not engulfed by the beam of light coming from behind, he reproduced the method of the prisoner, and even punished the prisoner with his own skills.

In this way, the white light kept appearing, disappearing, appearing, and disappearing between the master and the apprentice.

Until Jianzheng sent it to Taoist Hei Lian in the distance, Hei Lian, who had no premonition of the martial arts crisis, was caught off guard, and could only show the immortal Yang God of Taoism, tearing the bombardment to pieces.

At this time, Fudo Mingwang Dharma finally couldn't hold on, the Confucian sage's carving knife pierced the air shield, and in the energy storm of Fudo Mingwang's disintegration, the carving knife touched the forehead of Gala Tree Bodhisattva.

Blue light flashed.

puff!The head of the Bodhisattva Gala tree exploded, and the bones and flesh splattered.

His eight-foot-high body instantly slackened, and he fell on his back weakly, falling straight down towards the vast land.

At the same time, Jianzheng's chest burst out with blood mist, and the power of Confucian saints was destroying his physical body.

Jian Zheng didn't care about the state of his body, nor did he attack Xu Pingfeng and Hei Lian, but turned around and stabbed out the carving knife.

A white shadow passed him by.

Bai Ying turned into Bai Di, rolling around in embarrassment, like a wild dog being kicked away, blood dripping down in the process.

Xu Pingfeng raised his hand, and supported Baidi with a circular formation, removing the impact from it.

"Woo, woo woo"

The white emperor's blue fierce eyes were full of madness, a deep wound was cut on its abdomen, and its belly was almost ripped open, with the large intestine hanging down.

But it had a heart in its mouth, a well-balanced heart.

Baidi tilted his head slightly, and swallowed his heart without chewing. After a few seconds, the madness in his fierce eyes receded, his spirituality grew, and he regained his sanity.

Bai Di was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he would regain his sanity in advance.

After pondering for a while, he understood something, and looked at the supervisor full of greed.

The prisoner lowered his head slowly, looking at the big hole in his chest, where a heart was missing.