Chapter 0677 There is a sentence mmp, I don't know if it should be said or not!
"Ouch!"
Ao Xing roared, and a silver-white spear suddenly appeared in his right hand, drawing out spear flowers and stabbing the long scarf that was curled towards Ding Peng.
Fire Cloud Evil God had a look of helplessness on his face. Although he was a small star-level venerable, he was unable to stop any of the people present who were demonstrating the Tao with their strength. Even one-on-one, he was worried about his life. This
It's a little embarrassing.
"superior!"
The young man from Xiake Island was not a pedantic person. Seeing that Ao Xing and Ding Peng were entangled, he took his sword to kill the Fire Cloud Evil God.
"boom!!!"
Feeling the cold sword energy emanating from the young man, Fire Cloud Evil God took a long breath, and even suddenly exploded, turning into a sea of blood.
"Pick the soft persimmons and squeeze them?"
No one noticed that a figure suddenly appeared in the sea of blood, with a playful look on his face, "Master Huo, let's trap that guy to death together!"
"It turns out to be Wushuang!" Seeing Zhao Wushuang appear, the Fire Cloud Evil God let out a long sigh of relief when he turned into a sea of blood.
Zhao Wushuang is the son of destiny, and his strength is hard to estimate. Anyway, every time he appears, he brings calmness to people.
"Rumble!!!" The sea of blood surged, suddenly expanded, and enveloped the young man.
Everyone raised their eyebrows. Fire Cloud Evil God, an ordinary little star-level venerable, dared to pull a young man into his body. Isn't this looking for death?
"Damn!!!"
Suddenly, the young man's angry roar sounded from within the bloody sea.
Zhao Wushuang had a frivolous smile on his face, his hands kept dancing, and rolls of bloody evil energy were controlled by him, like vine branches, wrapping around the young man.
"Witch, the most powerful thing is the curse. I'll let you experience it now. You don't have to thank me!"
There were ghostly shadows in Zhao Wushuang's eyes. No, to be precise, they were souls, extremely pure souls.
"Woooooooo!!!"
Outside the Main Hall, everyone's expressions changed greatly. When they heard the sound of weeping and sobbing, they saw phantoms, one after another, rushing towards the sea of blood.
The Shaolin Temple has existed for thousands of years, and it has suppressed countless demons and ghosts. Their souls were purified by the power of Buddha and became extremely pure. At this moment, endless souls poured into the sea of blood and transformed into a crystal clear bead.
Witchcraft, passed down to ancient times, is said to be evil, and it is indeed evil.
Because many great witches in ancient times preyed on humans.
But Wu was born in accordance with destiny.
At this moment, Zhao Wushuang received the soul bead condensed by tens of thousands of souls. He opened his mouth slightly, and a wisp of blood turned into a blood line and fell on the bead, and he immediately muttered something.
"I curse you to have hair on your head, shiny green hair, and pus on the soles of your feet..."
"ah!!!"
The young man who was entangled in vine branches by the blood evil spirit suddenly screamed in pain. His long black hair turned green and shone brightly. The soles of his feet were stinging extremely, as if something was stuck to the insole.
Together. What frightened the young man even more was that he felt that the vitality in his crotch had become smaller, as if it would completely disappear at any time.
Hearing the pitiful screams that rang out in the Sea of Blood Evil, several people outside the Main Hall couldn't help but shudder, wondering in their hearts what kind of torture the young man had experienced in the Sea of Blood Evil.
In the distance, Ye Feng folded his arms leisurely and looked at the battle over the Shaolin Temple.
"With Wushuang taking action, those people won't be in trouble!" Ye Feng had never doubted Zhao Wushuang's strength.
In order to complete the mission, Ye Feng is determined to destroy Shaolin.
Of course, destroying Shaolin does not mean killing everyone in Shaolin.
After all, the Shaolin Temple has been inherited for thousands of years and has disciples all over China. It is impossible to kill them all.
The reason why Ye Feng hasn't taken action yet is not because he is afraid of being exposed, but because he is waiting. He feels that this time, there will definitely be a big fish jumping out.
"Wushuang City, Knight Island, Tianmen, I, Ye Feng, will return gifts to you one by one!" Ye Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, but the smile was a bit scary.
"boom!!!"
Suddenly!
A sea of blood surged over the Shaolin Temple and burst into flames. Fire Cloud Evil God vomited blood and staggered.
If Zhao Wushuang hadn't hugged him, he might not even have the strength to fly into the air.
"That is?"
"What the hell, what's going on?"
"Oh my god, what on earth did he experience in the bloody sea?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes were attracted to the young man from Xia Ke Island in mid-air.
At this moment, the young man was no longer as high-spirited as before. He had shiny green hair and looked very awkward. The shoes on his feet had cracked and disgusting pustules on the soles of his feet could be seen. His handsome face was covered in black patches.
He had spots and thick, black hair. What was even more horrifying was that the young man’s mouth was almost crooked to the base of his ears, and his teeth were yellow and black.
The young man's breathing was rapid, and he tore his clothes violently, and palms like babies sprouted on his chest, which was disgusting and ferocious.
"How could this happen? What kind of magic is this?" The young man almost went crazy.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt chills running down their spines and couldn't help but take a step back.
Even Ye Feng, who was a hundred miles away, shuddered, "Holy shit, this witch's curse is too scary, isn't it?"
"ah!!!"
The young man's voice was hoarse, and he roared in misery and pain, and once again took out the token that had just broken through the sea of blood evil.
I saw that the token was completely golden, with the words "good and evil" engraved on the front and back.
"An order to reward good and punish evil?"
For a moment, everyone's expressions froze, and they all stared at the token in the young man's hand.
"Buzz!!!"
As the order to reward good and punish evil was taken out, waves of invisible ripples enveloped the young man, and the changes in his body quickly recovered.
"You all deserve to die!" Seeing that his body was back to normal, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and then his cold eyes glanced at Zhao Wushuang, who was supporting Huoyun Evil God, "Go to hell!!!"
"Crack!"
The order of rewarding good and punishing evil suddenly collapsed, and a vague shadow walked out of it.
"The residual consciousness of the Great Master in the Middle Star?"
Feeling the aura emanating from this phantom, Ye Feng, who had dealt with the Zhongxing Master many times, suddenly laughed, "Is this a big fish?"
"Crash!!!"
However, even though the remnant consciousness of the great master in the middle star position appeared, Ye Feng still did not take action. Instead, he waved one hand and the underworld, which was dozens of miles away from the Shaolin Temple, suddenly rushed towards the Shaolin Temple.
In the underworld, a wry smile appeared on Xiao Sanxiao's face, "Brother Ye, I've already told you that I won't take action for you."
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Huangquan disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Xiaosanxiao stood alone above the Shaolin Temple with a look of astonishment on his face.
"The demons on Huangquan Road should all die!!!"
Seeing the sudden disappearance of Huangquan and the appearance of Xiao Sanxiao, the young man's first thought was that this must be someone on the road to Huangquan.
"Boom!!!"
The illusory and fuzzy figure slowly raised his right hand, and tiny stars appeared, arranged together, and turned into sharp swords, carrying a desperate aura, and stabbed Xiaosanxiao in the air.
