He slowly pulled out the magic gun in his chest and exhaled a breath, looked up and thought to himself that it was Nuwa who saved me just now, but where was she?
He was extremely sure that it was Nuwa who pulled out the murderous aura in his body just now, but why did he refuse to show up?
"Maybe she was not unwilling to show up, but for some reason she could not show up. Why can I see her? It is because I am in danger of death and I am almost wiped out by the murderous aura.
I saw her... and the last time, after Shakyamuni became a demon, I only saw her take action when I was in danger. Qingyan once said that she was by my side, and this was not aimless..."
Zishou raised his head, and suddenly showed a look of shock on his face. His eyes contracted, and a surprising light was reflected. Then he hid this surprised expression and said in his heart: "Is this the case...that's the only way."
Only then can make sense...so that's it, so that's it..."
At this moment, he heard Luohu screaming, hurriedly put away his divergent thinking, and looked up.
Luohu's arms were broken by calmness and his chest was penetrated by a black spear.
It is the God-killing Gun!
Unfortunately, he would not use the God-killing Spear. Although he inserted Luohu into a heart-warming state, he did not activate the killing aura and he was not suppressed.
Instead, Luohu roared wildly, and the demonic flames around him shaved out wildly, causing Pingxin and Concubine Su to fly out.
Countless wind swords were squeezing outwards, and cuts appeared on the clothes of the people on the pillars, followed by a pain, and wounds appeared on the skin.
"You dare to hurt me, you will all die today!" Luohu raised his head and roared, reached out to grab the God-killing Spear and tried to pull it out.
Zishou knew that if the Demon Dragon Slayer fell into Luohu's hands, then the most terrifying Luohu would be greeted!
His true energy was induced to the extreme, and he jumped out suddenly, rushed towards Luohu, and threw the Lingjia Holy Spear in his hand directly!
The saint destroyer spear injected the saint's true energy, and the most yang and strong energy inside it was induced. With a bang, it instantly penetrated Luohu's lower dantian! It broke through the sea of qi!
Immediately afterwards, Zishou raised his body straight up, and the second God-killing Spear was sent out directly. Before Luohu broke free from the Demon Dragon God-killing Spear, he nailed the Longinus spear into his head, and penetrated the mud ball!
He held the Demon Dragon Slayer with both hands, and directly mobilized the endless killing aura in the gun, passing through his heart and penetrated through the Crimson Palace!
"ah!"
These three vital points were nailed by the three demon guns. Luohu was not silent yet, but staggered towards Zishou and said sternly: "Emperor Xin, Emperor Xin!"
Zishou hurriedly jumped back. The tiger's attack on death would be the most deadly. He almost died at Luohu's hands. At this time, even if Luohu had three guns nailed to his body, he would not dare to face his power.
"A ordinary saint will be suppressed instantly as long as they are nailed by the God-killing Gun. Luohu Qihai, Niwan, and Jianggong were all nailed, and all three dantians were destroyed by me, and they were not silent yet..."
Zishou was shocked in his heart. The lower Dantian Qihai saved true qi, the middle Dantian Jianggong saved true blood, and the upper Dantian Niwan saved Yuanshen. As long as one of the three places of the normal saint was nailed by the God-killing Gun, the Yuanshen
They will be silent in an instant.
Luohu is worthy of being the Demon Ancestor, and after being nailed, he can still run towards his son.
"Since that's the case, let's do it again!"
Without saying a word, Zishou directly activated the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The Kun sword in his body turned into eight mouths, and the Zhuxian four swords turned around. Abi Yuantu and Gan Jiang Mo Xie cooperated with each other.
A large cloud of lead appeared above his head, and dense sword shadows appeared in the lead cloud, making a hissing sound.
The people around me just looked at the lead cloud and felt their scalp numb and their cold sweat fell.
If this terrifying sword formation had not been activated for too long, it would have been even more terrifying than the God-killing Spear!
"Thousands of swords are fired together!"
Zishou shouted coldly, and the sword shadow shot down like an arrow, whizzing down, stumbled into a hedgehog.
Luohu ran for several steps towards Zishu, his face full of reluctance and resentment, and he said sternly: "Di Xin, Di Xin, you will repent in the Cave of Thousand Corpse Gods!!!"
He finally fell to the ground, and his soul fell completely silent.
Zishou breathed a sigh of relief and finally killed him.
This person is too strong. If he is allowed to be elected, he would rather face two Brahma than one Luohu.
Pingxin ran to him quickly and asked earnestly: "How are you hurt?"
Zishou smiled bitterly: "I can't die."
Pingxin said: "He stabbed you just now, is it really okay?"
She frowned slightly. The magic gun was no worse than the God-killing gun. The saint would be suppressed even if he was shot.
He reached out and touched Zishu's chest and found a bloody hole in his chest, which was blurred with blood.
This kind of injury is nothing to the saint. As long as the saint's soul is still there, he can be resurrected even if his body is grinded into flesh paste.
Pingxin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was indeed fine.
On the other hand, Yuan Hong, Yin Jiao and Su Mei also joined forces to take down Su Mo's body, and looked at this side and breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Mei said, "Zi Su, what should Luohu do?"
Zishou pondered and said, "The three god-killing guns cannot be pulled out, just nail them like this. I will put him in the Sumeru Ring and find a way to completely seal him."
He raised his right hand, wiped the Sumeru Ring, and put Luohu in.
He smiled bitterly in his heart. The Heaven-Shen Coffin suppressed Brahma, and the three god-killing spears nailed Luohu again. His Sumeru Ring was full of demonic masters. If they were accidentally letting them escape, they would be afraid that they would be completely cold.
Yuan Hongdao: "What should we do with these people?"
Zishou looked up at the gods on the pillar, most of whom did not recognize them, "Let them go! After the process is done, we will go back to the prehistoric world."
Yuan Hong nodded and put down the people on the pillars one by one. These people came up to thank Zishou one by one, and Zishou nodded in response.
Pingxin looked at the demon body in the altar again and pondered: "This demon body has not been refined yet. I will accept it. Please take it into the Sumeru Ring."
"good."
Just as the group was dealing with the final matter, a muffled sound suddenly came from the sky, and then, it seemed as if a golden light had tear open the sky!
The sky turned into two pieces, slowly cracking to the left and right, and countless divine lights splashed out from it, scattering in all directions, and the whole world was shrouded in an orange-yellow brilliance.
Then a divine thunder tear open and scratched from the sky, and the divine thunder as thick as a pillar suddenly hit him. The speed and power were so fast that it was amazing.
The stone door of the cave sky suddenly opened up. Lieque thunders and hills collapsed.
A strong sense of crisis surged in Zishou's heart and shouted: "Go away!"
The sixteen innate swords automatically surged out and turned into a sword circle to protect the master.
And the divine thunder hit Zishou in an instant and hit Zishou.
The densely packed electric snakes instantly swam all over the body.
boom!
Zi was hit hard and flew out, feeling like his soul was cracked!