Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

No matter how much they cursed, they still had to do their work, not to mention that after seeing Yan Wenmo, the God of Falling God simply stretched out his hand and pointed at him from a distance.

This seemingly ordinary finger concentrated all the power of this world at his fingertips. Then, a ray of light flashed and rushed straight towards Yan Wenmo.

This little light, flashing with colorful spots, has the power of destruction that can destroy the world. Once hit, even Gu Hansheng would have a headache for a long time, not to mention Yan Wenmo, whose strength is not as good as Gu Hansheng.

There was no other way, Yan Wenmo could only clasp his hands together, lower his brows, and look compassionate.

At the same time, a Dharma image emerged from behind her and looked up at the God.

This Dharma image is that of a monk, a male monk, with kind eyes and a amiable manner, making people happy when they see him.

Yan Wenmo slowly stretched out his hand, and the monk also stretched out his giant palm. The giant palm easily caught the light pointed by the Lord of Falling God, and then gently squeezed it, and the light shattered, and the power that almost made the heaven and earth tremble also disappeared.

Lord Falling God glanced at the image behind Yan Wenmo, curled his lips with interest, and then formed seals with his hands. A formation spread out from under him. Seeing this, Yan Wenmo raised one hand, picked up a flower with the other, and looked at Lord Falling God with a gentle expression.

The red light array was spreading a hundred meters away from Yan Wenmo, and he could not move forward an inch. Yan Wenmo half-closed his eyes and looked at Lord Falling God. After a long time, he whispered:

"Amitabha"

With just one sentence, the sky was filled with Buddha's light, and golden Buddhist scriptures emerged from behind her and then quickly spread.

The golden Buddhist scripture seemed to carry something that could restrain the formation. When it moved forward, the formation would take a step back. Seeing this, Lord Fallen God directly retracted the formation and formed seals with his hands. In an instant, a bolt of lightning appeared in the cloudless sky and struck Yan Wenmo directly.

Upon seeing this, Yan Wenmo raised her hands and a sapling emerged from the soil. In just a few seconds, the sapling grew branches and leaves, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, protecting her firmly in the heart of the tree.

Even though the thunderbolt was as swift as thunder and powerful enough to shake the heaven and earth, when it encountered the big tree, it was like a mud cow entering the sea or a fish returning to the pond, and no sound was heard from it.

Lord Fallen God did not seem to have expected that Yan Wenmo would have such ability, and Yan Wenmo obviously did not expect that the Buddhism he learned to teach his disciples would come in handy here.

But Lord Fallen God is not an ordinary person. Although Yan Wenmo's attack method was beyond his expectations, he is determined to win this war.

He raised his hand slightly, and then his fingers rotated. At the same time, the sword floating in front of him, which was emitting black evil spirit, also copied hundreds of swords with the same black evil spirit.

Those swords, controlled by Lord Falling God, attacked Yan Wenmo from all directions. At the same time, Yan Wenmo also drew out her Broken Moon Sword and looked at Lord Falling God with a solemn expression.

The Broken Moon Sword split into countless fragments, and following Yan Wenmo's command, it blocked the group of black swords and prevented them from getting close to Yan Wenmo.

But Yan Wenmo's cultivation was not enough and her spiritual power was not much. She had been able to hold on until now, but she was already at the end of her strength. At this moment, the Spring Flame suddenly emerged from her body, and then spread around with unstoppable force.

The scorching flames devoured the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and also devoured all the spiritual power here. Seeing this, the Lord of the Fallen God frowned, and then pointed with both hands, and a beam of water light rushed straight towards Spring Flame.

It's a pity that this ordinary fire can't extinguish the light of Spring Flame, and it even makes the flame more vigorous.

Seeing this, Lord Falling God looked at Yan Wenmo solemnly and couldn't help but ask:

"Who are you?! What's your relationship with Yang Jin?!"

It seems that this person knows Yang Jin very well, otherwise he wouldn't have asked such a question. Or, he had fought with Yang Jin before, otherwise, he wouldn't have noticed that Yan Wenmo's anger was similar to Yang Jin's.

Yan Wenmo did not answer. The flames of the Spring Flame grew brighter and instantly refined those black swords that were emitting murderous aura. The black swords trembled and hummed, and finally fell from mid-air as if they had lost control, and the Fallen God vomited blood.

It turned out that Haruhi Flame had refined the black sword. This refining severed the connection between the black sword and Lord Fallen God, causing Lord Fallen God to suffer minor injuries.

It was just a minor injury, not a serious matter. Lord Fallen God wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Yan Wenmo with murderous eyes.

"There are only a handful of people in this world who can hurt me, and you... are the first one. Therefore, I will not let you die easily. I will make your life worse than death."

As he spoke, a transparent cage appeared out of nowhere and completely trapped Yan Wenmo. He clenched his hands, and the cage began to collapse, compress, and even break apart.

Yan Wenmo had seen this method of killing before, back when he was in the Ghost King Sect. Gu Hansheng had used this method to kill the Black and White Impermanence, and now, the other party was using this method to deal with her.

Fortunately, the other party used this trick, otherwise Yan Wenmo would not have remembered the Judge's Pen that he had placed in the system space and had never moved.

The so-called Judge's Pen is a tool used by the ghost judge in the underworld to clearly distinguish rewards and punishments. Now, after staying in Yan Wenmo's system space for a long time, I don't know if I can use it? !

With the mentality of trying everything possible, Yan Wenmo took out the Judge's Pen and bit his finger.

Using blood as ink and hands as pen, Yan Wenmo borrowed the Judge's Pen to circle the Fallen God in front of him.

The Judge's Pen is usually the only tool used by the Ghost Judge to determine life and death, judge good and evil, and distinguish yin and yang. Yan Wenmo took it out to use it at this time, although it was a bit against the rules, but now he couldn't care less! !

Yan Wenmo fought with great difficulty, and was even defeated step by step. In the end, when she was knocked to the ground by the sleeve of the Fallen God, and could only crawl on the ground and be slaughtered, a sense of humiliation arose spontaneously.

Sure enough, he is too weak, otherwise, such a character could be killed directly.

Yan Wenmo's brush rotated, drawing a formation that made even the God of Fallen God unable to help but feel fear. He stood up, gathered his energy with both palms, and the spiritual energy as big as a ping-pong ball floated in front of Yan Wenmo easily, and then exploded instantly.

Fortunately, Yan Wenmo realized that the timing was not right and ran away three meters away. Otherwise, even if she didn't die, she would have been half-crippled.

Yan Wenmo felt sympathetic. Although he seemed to be at ease, he was actually exhausted as he fought with Lord Zhuishen. Lord Zhuishen did not seem to have expected to meet such a powerful opponent, so he also fought fiercely with Yan Wenmo.

Both of them had red eyes and looked at each other with hatred, as if they had a family or national feud with the other party and they couldn't wait to get rid of them.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, a flying sword suddenly flew between them, and then a pure black flame exploded instantly, directly sending Yan Wenmo flying three meters away. The God of Falling God, lying on the spot with wounds all over his body, looked at Yan Wenmo with hatred and said contemptuously:

"You actually attacked me, you ignorant girl!"

He cursed so vigorously that the Burning Sun Sword seemed to have eyes and floated behind him again, and a ball of fire emerged, causing new injuries to the already injured Lord Fallen God.

This sudden change made Yan Wenmo subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief. Then, she looked at Zhuishen and gritted her teeth. This time, she was really going to fight with him.