The great magician waved his fist, and the mighty magic power enveloped a space.
The fist seal opened and hit Luo Yu directly.
at the same time.
The ancient lamps shine, the ancient pictures also flicker, and the scenes inside are reflected.
As if blocking out the sky and the sun, across one side, the ancient lamp roared, igniting the ancient divine fire, and killed Chu Feng. The ancient map swept across, reflecting an endless scene.
He looked compassionate.
Take one step out.
The great magician waved his fist, filled with the aura of death, evil spirit and demonic energy, rolling endlessly.
Luo Yu's expression darkened, and the ancient scripture of feathers was circulating. He used the divine fist of feathers, and clashed with the Faxiang fist seal.
After training on the battlefields of all realms.
His cultivation has also grown, he is not weak, and it is not difficult to compete with the Dharma.
"A little something, but not too much."
Luo Yu responded while making a sound.
His eyes were condensed and serious, and he sang scriptures as if he were about to fly into the sky.
This person, to some extent, is similar to Mo Chanzi.
The Ancient Sutra of Feathering is very out of the ordinary.
But any blow will destroy the heaven and the earth, and it will rise up into feathers. The so-called feathering is another way of saying death.
so.
Translating ancient scriptures can also be regarded as burying people.
A Zen mind surges, the killing move is astonishing, and it wants to destroy the world.
A feather rises into light, fist marks cross the sky, and he is about to be buried.
"We are indeed destined."
Seeing this, Mo Chanzi became even more excited.
"Convert."
"My Mozen lineage needs talents like you."
He was excited and looking forward to it.
The great magic form is like an incarnation outside the body, striding forward and charging out.
Luo Yu's face was ugly, his mouth was buzzing, and he was spitting out dirty words.
The Feathering Divine Fist activates.
His whole body shone brightly, resisting the bombardment of this Dharma image.
at the same time.
Chu Feng also fell into a fierce battle.
He holds the killing demon sword and fights with Mo Chanzi.
Mo Chanzi's physical body is incomparable, very strange, and filled with endless evil energy.
Buried for who knows how many years.
The path of Zen is accomplished, and then, it returns to emptiness.
He actually.
It's really similar to ancient history geniuses like Luo Yu.
Just from a more distant time.
Use a special method to revive it.
"kill!"
Mo Chanzi shouted lowly, and as he lowered his eyes, the demonic aura was rolling around. It was purer than Chu Feng's demonic aura.
As he raised his hands, he clasped his hands together and suppressed a large number of ancient scriptures.
Every handwriting emits divine sounds.
Incomparably wonderful.
The ancient lamps are also swaying, illuminating all directions. Among them, the sacred fire is burning, and a large amount of light emerges.
There are gods and men kneeling down to worship, and gods and goddesses dying.
This is a supreme treasure.
Very amazing.
Mo Chanzi waved his fist, and the ancient magic of Mo Chan was intertwined. His physical body was incomparable and indestructible. It collided hard with Chu Feng's sword energy, shaking the heaven and earth, and causing the space to collapse.
at the same time.
Their most precious weapon, the magic weapon, is also hedging.
The ancient lamp shook and fell down, boundless divine fire burning the heaven and earth.
Let the air be scorched.
Above Chu Feng's head, the two great treasures were also glowing. Under the suppression of the Sacred Heart Furnace, they soared into the sky to resist the ancient lamp.
next moment.
Gutu also came.
Among them, the physical body of the Zen Emperor is spread across one side, as if reflected.
It's very terrifying, the emperor's light is bright, and the pressure is astonishing.
The entire ancient temple was shaking.
Chu Feng stepped forward, slashed down with one sword, and struck Mo Chanzi. The ancient sword was unsheathed.
The major ancient swords rose up, floated in the air, and turned into mountains of swords. As if their origins were activated, they blasted into the ancient map to kill the emperor.
The most amazing.
It's that futon.
Hovering in one direction, on it, the figures of gods and demons are corresponding and intertwining.
At the moment when the form was outlined, there was a movement in the air, and ripples appeared in the void, threatening to shatter everything.
It rushed into the air, and under the control of Mo Chanzi, it was the most terrifying.
The halo of gods and demons is like substance.
Just one hit.
The giant hammer and ancient sword shook together, and gaps appeared.
This is no ordinary Holy King soldier.
But the Dacheng Saint King's Arms, whether it's an ancient lamp, an ancient picture, or this futon, all contain amazing power.
Chu Feng's Sacred Heart Furnace, Giant Hammer, and Holy Sword all struggled to compete with any of them.
When the futon was suppressed, the Sacred Heart stove was shaking.
When this treasure is perfected, it may be an imperial weapon, but at the moment, there are only five fragments.
The power cannot be fully unleashed.
Buzz!
The light bursts out like waves, and the air waves spread like the sea.
Mo Chanzi pursued him step by step.
The aura around him was changing, becoming more and more demonic.
between steps.
It was as if an ancient magic body had emerged, with six different illusory arms growing on the body, all moving.
Run scripture.
Mo Chanzi was neither sad nor happy, and his attacks became more and more fierce.
The killing is boundless.
Holding it up with one hand, the blood light is swaying, and forming a seal with one hand, the void is shaking, trying to divide the world.
These arms are all performing ancient techniques.
Chu Feng swung his sword, and the Supreme Sword Qi spread across the sky. The sword patterns on his eyebrows burst out, and the demon's wings spread out, running at extreme speed, and the sword Qi flew across the sky.
Both of them turned into afterimages.
"Fellow Taoist, under the supreme treasure, you have no chance of winning. Just give up and join my Zen sect. Your future is boundless."
Mo Chanzi whispered, his voice gentle.
The eight arms shook together, and the sky was collapsing under the bombardment.
The demonic energy rolled around like an ancient demon.
Endlessly wanton.
boom!
Chu Feng gritted his teeth.
I was also cursing in my heart, this person is too evil.
The ancient method is transcendent and has its own sect. The treasure is also very powerful. It can suppress the Sacred Heart Furnace and the two holy weapons.
boom!
The ancient temple swayed and made an explosion.
Mo Chanzi took big strides and rushed towards him. His body was glowing and his lines were outlined, he was very powerful.
He didn't defend himself at all and allowed Chu Feng's sword energy to hit his body.
Even if scars appear, they disappear in an instant.
Zen sound, magic singing.
It keeps echoing here.
"The devil is immortal."
Mo Chanzi's eyes were deep, and one of his illusory arms merged together to spit out an ancient sound, and his physical body seemed to be blessed.
Chu Feng's expression changed.
The sword light in his hand was all over the place, and the Datongtian Sword Technique was shaken, and the sword light reaching the sky and the earth fell in the air. However, at the moment of the slash, Mo Chanzi raised his hand, and a pair of arms emerged with treasure wheel light, and he stepped forward forcefully.
at the same time.
The remaining arms waved, formed into fists, and turned into palm prints, with the killing blow reflected by Sumeru condensed in it.
With one movement of the fist seal, the dragon and elephant can be suppressed.
Chu Feng frowned. The moment the Heavenly Sword Qi was slashed down, he formed a fist with one hand and activated the Feathering Fist Seal. The scripture appeared and hit him directly.
boom!
Deep footprints appeared on the ground, and Chu Feng's figure retreated four or five steps.
"I am very pleased that fellow Taoist masters have mastered such ancient scriptures. Sure enough, both of them are talented people in the world. It is a pity not to seek the great path."
"to this end."
"Even if I am seriously injured and have to remain silent for another era, I will still save two of you!"
Mo Chanzi chuckled and became more and more cheerful.
He was very pleased to see Chu Feng transforming into a fist, and his eyes towards Chu Feng became even more intense.
anyway.
He wants to save Chu Feng and Luo Yu, enter the Demonic Zen, and live after death!