Chapter 1672: Then die (four more ask monthly ticket)

Wood show in the forest wind will destroy it!
What's more, Qin Xuan once made shocking moves in the realm of cultivation.
Too many people want to kill Qin Xuan, either for fame or for profit.
In normal times, some people dare not act on Qin Xuan, knowing that they will advance and retreat, and they will live and die.
But now, Qin Xuan is in the midst of the calamity, and it is hard to protect himself, and some people are ready to move.
The people who started killing Qin Xuan, even a few people, had no grudges with Qin Xuan, but at this moment they attacked the killer, and the killing intent in their eyes was condensed to the extreme.
Fighting the Buddha in the air, he stepped on it.
boom!
In one step, the air wave rolled, like a death, toward the dozen or so people.
"Battle, your opponent is us! How dare you ignore me!"
A Supreme Immortal Vessel at the pinnacle of the Mahayana had cold eyes, and his hand was like a mountain of Supreme Treasures, pressing towards the Fighting Buddha.
"Amitabha!"
Fighting Buddha murmured lightly, Lei Yin was vast.
On his body, strands of golden Buddhist text condensed.
He took a step forward slowly, the palm of the Buddha like a mountain.
boom!
The palm print collided with the big seal, and the corner of the Buddha's mouth was bleeding, but he never took a step back.
He shook back from this treasure, stepped on his feet, swept the air in white clothes, and appeared in front of the more than ten strong men who had killed Qin Xuan.
In his eyes, if there is flame scorching, he will display Buddhist supernatural powers.
Wishful Buddha body!
The monk suddenly blasted out a punch, shaking back several people, and the others were furious. They attacked and turned to fight against the Buddha.
"Bald donkey, you are looking for death!"
"Fighting Buddha, even if you are the celestial arrogant, you have a heavy wounded body, you want to stop me from waiting!"
"Qin Changqing is not the one who fought against the Buddhist temple. Is it worth your death for him?"
Someone roared, bombarded with magic weapons, the white clothes did not retreat, only a ray of blood spilled along the corner of the fighting Buddha's mouth.
He kept moving his hands, punching the treasure, and the Buddha seal broke the spirit.
At the corner of his mouth, wisps of blood flowed down almost one after another.
"How happy is life, and how afraid is death!"
He grinned, blood soaking between his red teeth, this smile, in the eyes of the more than ten strong people, his eyes shook slightly.
It seems that the monk in white clothes in front of me is not a Buddha like a demon.
"you wanna die!"
A strong man was furious, and immediately, the power of the Mahayana was like a rainbow and a treasure like a mountain, pressing against the white dress.
Boom boom boom...
The world is constantly trembling, one person, blocking nearly twenty people, constantly attacking.
In the thundercloud, the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation had already fallen.
Qin Xuan was in it, his vitality was cut off, as if silenced.
The bones in the body have turned into a deep blue, and the thunder bones are shining.
The five emperor domains are completely dead, not only that, but there are also many stars in the body, which are already dead.
Essence, mana, almost nothing.
Although his arms have been restored, both are tempered by Lei Yuan, and have been restored as before, but he still seems to be exhausted.
The thunder cloud gradually dispersed, the first calamity, thunder robbery had only nine ways.
Qin Xuan produced nine drops of thunder yuan, into the bones, and constantly tempered his body.
Although it has not yet been refined, if it is refined, his eternal age will go further.
Outside, fighting against the Buddha and Taiqing, the Queen Mother fought against the nearly twenty strong men, Qin Xuan seemed to hear everything in his ears.
His heart is as calm as water.
The Eternal Evergreen Art is running, and the surrounding spirits are madly involved in the body.
"Lei Jie is scattered!"
"Damn it!"
Taiqing Lao Dao and the Queen Mother spurted blood and retreated. They were hit hard again, looking at the diffuse thundercloud in the sky, a touch of surprise passed in their eyes.
"Little friend is not dead yet, although his vitality is weak, he is still there!"
Taiqing Laodao spoke, as if he was relieved.
"Twenty-three, the fighting Buddha can't hold on!" The queen mother sounded anxious, and she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked towards the sky.
The white clothes were all bloodied, and the white clothes were almost full of holes.
Only fighting against the Buddha did not retreat.
"The robbery is over, kill this monk and then Qin Changqing!"
"Don't let this Qin Changqing regain his cultivation, otherwise, I'm afraid I will all fall away!"
A roar sounded, and the more than twenty strong men seemed to have been forced to the limit at this moment.
Some people looked at the wounded fighting Buddha, all of them had some palpitations in anger.
With such a severe injury, this fighting Buddha is not going to retreat! ?
This guy is crazy!
Fighting Buddha looked down, his seven orifices were bleeding, dripping to the ground.
There are too many bone injuries on his body, and the Buddha power is almost exhausted.
That white coat seemed to have turned into a blood coat.
"kill!"
More than twenty people, no more nonsense at this moment.
Immediately, more than twenty rainbow lights came straight to the Buddha.
"Fight, retreat!"
"Monk, you step back first!"
The Queen Mother, the Taiqing Old Way is almost roaring, and the two of them are splitting their eyes.
There are more than 20 rainbow lights, there are treasures, and they contain horrible killings. Fighting against the current situation of the Buddha is probably about to die.
In the crash, the white robe was ruined.
Until the rainbow light fell, only the white robe remained standing in place.
Fighting Buddha is blood-stained, the bones in his body do not know how many broken, only a thin layer of Buddha power lingers around his body.
There are more than 20 first- and second-grade treasures, on the edge of this meager Buddha power.
"what!?"
Everyone was shocked, and only with this meager extra effort, they actually blocked them.
"Fighting!"
The Queen Mother's pupils shrank suddenly, and she consecrated the magic weapon, only the third rank, an iron stick, blasted at the more than twenty magic weapons.
Taiqing Lao Dao leaped into the air with his spare energy and landed in front of the fighting Buddha.
He couldn't help groaning, the mana in his body had also been exhausted.
"Fight, retreat, if you don't retreat, you will die!"
"Then die!" Fighting Buddha had a cleft lip, and his voice was as small as a mosquito.
He opened his eyes, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning, he was preparing to burn flesh and blood to block these twenty people.
Even if he died, he would not retreat.
"Fighting!"
Taiqing Lao Dao seemed to see the ambition to fight, his complexion changed suddenly.
"Poor monk is a fighting Buddha!"
Suddenly, a voice rang from the cracked lips.
That pair of eyes, at this moment, look back at the world.
"roll!"
With only one word, if the sky thunder exploded.
In the eyes of the blood-clothed monk, if there is a monstrous Buddha flame.
Behind him, a Buddha's hand appeared. It was only a Buddha's hand. His spare power, even a Buddha statue, could not condense.
boom!
The bergamot roared, sweeping away the twenty-odd treasures that were all Saul, and the bergamot surpassed its surplus, and went straight to the twenty-strong ones.
Twenty-odd strong people are palpitating, "Kill this fighting Buddha first!"
A voice rang, Lingjue roared, crushing the bergamot.
For the rest, more than 20 people attacked again with magical powers and killed the Buddha of Douzhan.
The blood-clothed monk was covered with blood, but his mouth was wide open.
Facing death without fear, there are only four characters in the eyes.
Would rather die than retreat!
On the sky, that scorched black figure, quietly, a crack appeared.
From it, a jade knife flew out.
This knife
Name years!