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Chapter 384 Golden Palm Prints

Situ Hengdao's gaze shifted and stared at Yuan Futu who was still fighting. Judging from the current situation, although the number of ghosts created by the magic circle was large, it would not push the three evil spirits of Western Xinjiang into a desperate situation.

But we have just stepped into the secret realm. Even the ruins of the Demon God Dynasty have not yet been found. No one can predict what dangers we will encounter later.レ?Ran?文?书库レ

Therefore, now is the best time to take action. After taking away the treasure, there will be no worries. You can evacuate at any time and there will be no loss. At least Lingyou Xuanhu and his party will not return empty-handed.

Qin Rongxian stood behind Yuan Futu. Apart from the art of controlling beasts, she did not know any other fighting methods. Seeing the battle intensifying, she felt extremely anxious.

However, at this moment, a voice came from behind.

"Kill the gods with one strike!"

Endless black and blue sword shadows filled the sky, and then turned into a bright sword light, piercing the air and making a sharp whistle, but the target was not those more and more ghosts.

Yuan Futu's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he understood what was going on the moment he sensed the danger. The Tianque Sword spun in the air, came out from Qin Rongxian's side, and collided with the sword light, and the void immediately exploded.

A circular airflow vertical to the ground is produced, directly cutting the ice walls on both sides.

"It turns out you have been hiding your strength."

This was beyond Situ Hengdao's expectation. Judging from the effect of the blow just now, the opponent's strength far exceeded the previously estimated range and should be in the middle stage of Tianmang.

"I've seen all your tricks, but it would be unwise to treat me as a prey." Faced with the encirclement of the ghosts and the three evil men from Western Xinjiang, Yuan Futu seemed very calm.

"So confident?" The two of them had their own thoughts, and they already knew each other well, which saved them a lot of nonsense.

At this time, Di Hao took extremely heavy steps and ran like a wild bull. He raised his ax above his head and chopped down with all his strength. The destructive power that contained the true energy of the earth was fifty or sixty times that of the Xuan Heavy Sword.

"noob!"

Qin Rongxian sacrificed the beast control order, and saw a huge white shadow coming out from her waist. It hit Di Hao's thick wrist with extremely precise precision, and a stream of blood burst out.

The castration was so violent that Di Hao was thrown to the ground hard, shattering a large area of ​​ice. Xiao Bai pressed on him aggressively and was about to bite his neck off.

"brute!"

Di Hao held the ax in front of him to block the two claws the size of a basin, and then kicked on its soft belly. After making space, he took the opportunity to dodge. This set of movements was extremely skillful. It was obvious that

It is an instinct honed after experiencing countless life and death battles.

"The art of controlling beasts...are you from the Heavenly Demon Sect?" Sheng Wuming killed the last two ghosts attacking from behind and said in surprise. He had extensive knowledge and he recognized them right away.

"It turns out to be the Heavenly Demon Sect, so who are you?" The thoughtful Situ Hengdao finally saw through Yuan Futu's identity and thought of the name that made the entire imperial court excited.

The ghost in front gradually approached. Yuan Futu tightened his grip on the Tianque Sword, and without directly answering his words, he said coldly: "If you want to die here, I will help you."

In his current state, he is confident to deal with these three predators, but he has to face enemies from two directions at the same time, which may put Qin Rongxian in danger because he has no time to take care of them.

This was exactly the result that Situ Hengdao wanted, so he launched a surprise attack at this time.

"Smelly bitch, if you dare to let the dog bite me, I'll chop you down!" Di Hao was furious. He picked up the ax and rushed over again. Xiao Bai tensed up and was about to make a fatal blow.

Yuan Futu's Tianque Sword was also raised.

But at this moment, large clusters of dense golden light suddenly burst out from the ghost, and everyone heard bursts of ethereal Buddhist chants.

Yuan Futu turned his head to look, and saw a dazzling golden light that was like a substance. He could hardly open his eyes, and those ghosts were instantly submerged inside. His whole body was burning, and the elemental body began to rapidly disintegrate.

Di Hao was still running wildly, with only the spiritual beast Xiaobai who bit him in his eyes, but suddenly, his chest suddenly collapsed.

At this moment, he had no idea what was happening. He just felt thick and warm liquid gushing out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. His forward momentum stopped abruptly, and his strong and burly body instead moved backwards rapidly.

Looking down, he saw a golden palm condensed from light essence appearing on his collapsed chest. In the palm print, a swastika Buddha seal was flowing endlessly, containing indescribable power.

Poof!

That palm print directly penetrated Di Hao's chest, and without stopping, it came to Situ Hengdao at an astonishing speed.

"The Overlord Extreme Shadow Sword!"

Situ Hengdao's expression was extremely ugly. He clearly felt the magnificent Buddhist power contained in the palm prints, and judged the origin of the person who made the move from this, so he released all the power without reservation.

boom!

Thousands of knife shadows appeared in the void, aiming directly at the golden palm print.

In an instant, the palm print began to tremble, its speed slowed down, and it began to gradually disintegrate, but the speed of destruction was too late to prevent it from falling on Situ Hengdao's body.

As soon as he touched it, Situ Hengdao felt the Buddha's power invade his body, and all the flesh and blood meridians in his body were burning. As if he was in the Nine Nether Hell, his whole body flew out diagonally, and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Brother!" The pale-faced Sheng Wuming flew to stop him, and stepped back dozens of feet before he stabilized his body. The violent castration was really shocking.

With just such a move, the situation had stabilized. Qin Rongxian was stunned. She felt a familiar feeling from this magnificent Buddhist power.

To put it bluntly, Buddhist power, like sword intention, is an indescribable but real existence. It can be integrated into any element, and is not a power that is derived from the vitality of heaven and earth, like demonic energy and demon power.

Yuan Futu felt awe-struck. He was able to display such a level of power. His strength was definitely above his own. He was at least a strong person in the Heaven Transformation Realm. However, it could be determined that he was not an old monk of the Six Paths.

At this time, a tall, bald monk walked out of the chilly white mist. He was wearing a moon-white cassock and a Buddhist bead made of walnut-sized beads strung around his neck. Take a closer look.

He looked down, his face was pretty, but his indifferent eyes were lifeless, as if he was tired of this worldly world, and he walked slowly in front of the two of them, silently.


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