Chapter 1896: Nowhere to escape
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Maoshan Ghost King
- Purple Dream Youlong
- 1288 characters
- 2021-01-30 06:25:53
Immediately, Wu Jiuyin slowly released the pull in his arms, letting his back lean against a small tree, and then told Wu Silu on the side: "Xiao Lu, take care of your mother, dad, I am going to do something. , Revenge for you and your mother, they hurt your mother, I want them to pay back ten times a hundred times."
As he said, Wu Jiuyin suddenly got up, stretched out his hand, and suddenly a sword came out from the palm of his hand. The purple electric glow flowed and crackled, and an incomparable aura of tyrants radiated from Wu Jiuyin's body. Came out.
His eyes fixed on the group of people in Heishui Shengling.
The long-lost bloodthirsty and killing aura was revealed on Wu Jiuyin's body.
At this moment, Tila, who was leaning on the small tree, was speechless, but looking at Wu Jiuyin in front of him, Tila's mouth was still smiling with satisfaction.
This was the man he had been waiting for, the man who looked at the world like a of war, and the moment Wu Jiuyin lifted the sword again, Tierra felt that his life was worth it.
In fact, Tira really wanted to tell her son, if you see it, this is your father, the man who was so powerful at the time and can make you proud.
In an instant, Wu Jiuyin urged the eight-step method of losing track, and immediately reached the crowd. As Wu Jiuyin arrived on the battlefield, the grass and vines on the ground quickly grew out towards the black water saints. Ling's purple robe descended head master and black shaman monk entangled around.
Controlling the wood Qinggang method and the power of the essence of the plants and trees simultaneously urged, even the masters brought out by these black water sacred lings were not weak, and they were a little at a loss for a while, standing there unable to move.
The people of Wanluozong who were still fighting the purple-robed head-down master and the black shaman monk were all taken aback, not understanding what had happened.
At this moment, a ghost-like figure arrived in an instant, and those in the Ten Thousand Luo Sects felt that there was a flower in front of them, and there were several large heads rising into the sky, blood splashing out, and then the headless corpse "Puff" fell to the ground with a sound.
The masters invited by Wan Luozong, as well as those from Heishui Shengling, saw this scene, and they were all terrified.
In any case, the cultivation of these people is also the ghost level of the pseudo realm. Those masters invited by the Ten Thousand Luo Sect, two or three people can barely hold one of them, as soon as Wu Jiuyin comes out, one charges down, Killed four or five purple-robed heads down the opponent.
As expected to be the lead brother of Nine Sun Flower Li Bai, this combat power is also amazing.
The rest of the people who are still alive in the black water sacred Ling, except Mudahan and Wulong, all seem to be frightened insane, wanting to escape from here as soon as possible and escape from this devil-like claw.
But where can they escape now?
The water that had been blocked by everyone around him was blocked, and even the flies could not fly out.
One of the black witch monks wanted to take advantage of the loopholes to escape, and was immediately stopped by the flame unicorn beast, who was staring at him. Opening his mouth was a force of the essence of the fire that fell on the black witch monk. It was too late for the shaman and monk to scream, and immediately fell to the ground, becoming a burning fire.
While Monk Hua and Zhou Yiyang were dealing with Wulong and Mudahan, Wu Jiuyin first took these minions of Heishui Shengling to vent his breath, otherwise he could not vent the fire in his heart, and had to suffocate his internal injuries. No.
With Wu Jiuyin's participation, these people in Heishui Shengling, who were already in danger, died and injured more than half of them in a short while, and the rest of them were still alive. They felt that they would not live long and had a dead end.
At this moment, someone knelt down and begged for mercy, Wu Jiuyin also planned to kill all without leaving a living.
As for Wu Long and Mudahan, for Ge Yu and the others, they are extremely difficult to deal with, but facing old rivers and lakes like Monk Hua and Zhou Yiyang, they are far behind.
Among other things, Wu Long, who was fighting against the flower monk, felt the full pressure.
This great monk, with superb Dharma cultivation skills, is simply terrifying.
The spear in his hand was slammed horizontally and upright, making the sound of all kinds of wind and thunder, which did not create any pressure on Monk Flower. Instead, the purple golden bowl in Monk Flower's hand was thrown out and hit the spear in his hand. , Wu Long felt dizzy for a while, and blood surged.
Several times, he was violently shaken by the purple and golden bowl of the flower monk, and he kept backing away.
While Ge Yu and his party were holding down the masters of the Black Water Shengling, Wu Jiuyin not only mobilized the power of the essence of plants and trees and interfered with them, but also appeared in the crowd. Wherever they went, those of the Black Water Saint Ling were all killed by Wu Jiuyin's long sword.
Some had their heads cut off, some had their hearts pierced, and within a few minutes, all of the more than twenty masters brought by Mudahan and Wulong were all beheaded by Ge Yu.
Even a master like Mudahan, under the strong suppression of Bai Zhan and Zhou Yiyang, can’t make waves. The methods used by Zhou Yiyang and Bai Zhan are all powerful thunder powers, the sword body. Above it contains the thunderous intent of the sun. Every time they collide with the long swords in the hands of the two of them, there is a billowing thunder intent that spreads along the goose-headed knife to their whole body. It's really uncomfortable.
If you know that the person they provoke has this kind of relationship with Jiuyanghua Li Bai, Mudahan would not interfere with this matter if he was killed, but it was too late to say anything.
After beheading the more than twenty Blackwater Saint Ling masters, Ge Yu's gaze turned and he quickly fixed on Wu Long's body.
Wu Long, who was fighting against the flower monk, suddenly felt as if he had been poured into a basin of ice water.
Don't be too scary to be crazy about this terrifying murderer.
There were so many people on my side just now, and Wu Jiuyin was all killed in an instant.
With these people working together, it would be no problem to deal with a real earth fairy in China, how could they all die so quickly?
Monk Hua smiled slightly, and slapped the purple gold bowl again and again. Suddenly, the purple gold bowl was spinning bigger and bigger. The countless'卍\' characters of all sizes around were about to come out, and there was a whistling sound. Wu Long's body slammed into the past.
"Xiao Jiu, this person is also handed over to you, I know you are not happy, today these people of Black Water Saint Ling, we are not moving, we will leave it to you to clean up..."
Wu Long saw the huge purple golden bowl ramming toward him, trying to dodge, but suddenly his mind was enveloped by the magnificent Buddha sound, and the purple golden bowl was getting bigger and bigger. Lock yourself directly, there is nowhere to escape.