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Chapter 340 Fierce Prison Buddha

"Xiaoyi! Stop dawdling and leave quickly! Take your junior sisters and brothers to break out to the north and hide in Dayingbei Mountain. Don't show up until the master appears!"

Deep in the chaotic and tragic battlefield, a brave and strong man was fighting bloody battles. More than a dozen middle-aged men and women were scattered around, all in embarrassment and misery, gritting their front teeth and fighting hard. In their messy guarding circle, there were two

There were more than a dozen boys and girls, with faces of fear and despair, and their bodies covered with scars. Only a few of them were going crazy with anger, but they couldn't withstand the opponent's beast-like wave of impact.

"We are still a few kilometers away from Dayingbei Mountain, and we can't escape at all. Master, don't say any more, we are willing to fight to the end today!" A girl with a heroic face shouted loudly, which was to encourage herself.

, and are motivating the junior brothers and sisters who are reaching their limit.

"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!! We are trying our best to detonate ourselves to hold back these beasts!" The brave strong man roared angrily, waving his sword and fighting endlessly. Waves of ice energy followed the blade and struck violently.

He fiercely killed the bald monks around him.

The more than a hundred bald monks around also had soaring fighting spirit. Their expressions seemed to be frozen and calm, but their attack methods were cruel and ferocious, and their various blood seals were overbearing and fierce. They defeated the team's obstruction over and over again, killing every minute.

One or two.

Fighting continuously for dozens of kilometers, they lost nearly a hundred people, but they also reduced this 300-person safari team that had been reincarnated throughout the seasons to only 50 people. Judging from their current situation, the battle should be over soon.

"Xiaoyi, kill out! This is an order! Don't let us die in vain!!" As the middle-aged man roared, the other middle-aged men and women all showed expressions of despair, and they all stepped back, using their meridians and spiritual power.

Surging, mysterious martial arts are spinning around the sky!

"Spring brings forth all things!"

"Xia Yao Lie Tu!"

"Autumn bites the sky!"

"Winter frost is gone!"

"Four seasons...reincarnation!"

The roar resounded through the forest, and the middle-aged men and women tried their best to display the most powerful secret of the four seasons. The four types of martial arts intertwined and impacted, and the energy of the four colors spread rapidly. The vitality of spring, the fire of summer

, the meaning of autumn's sorrow, and the cold frost of winter, alternately collide, evolving into the alternation of the four seasons, covering an area of ​​300 meters.

Spring and Autumn are intertwined with life and death, winter and summer are raging with extreme cold and heat, and they merge with each other again, giving birth to the secret of reincarnation and self-strengthening in the four seasons - the death of the soul!

If the four types of martial arts of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter are used separately, they will destroy the human body in a cruel way, but once they are combined, they will not cause even the slightest damage to the body, but the destruction of the soul.

This is a strange and terrifying crisis, and it’s even more domineering in a different way!

"Tiger Seal!"

"Seal of Annihilation!"

"Fire Sun Seal!"

"Prajna Seal!"

………………

More than a hundred monks quickly retreated, their hands flying, their treasures were solemn, and they all swung out hundreds of different types of seals. The seals collided and converged, turning into a huge palm print several meters in size, which hit the team directly in front.

.

The palm prints are strong and the blood is gathering, as if they are real, not a shadow!

boom!!

Under the erosion of the Four Seasons, the accumulation of the Hundred Buddha Seals was reduced, but in the blink of an eye, it was forced to break open and blasted towards the disciples of the Four Seasons.

"Let me... open!!" The middle-aged men and women all went crazy. Without any hesitation, they immediately stopped in front of the young disciples and resisted with their bodies. As a result... the Hundred Buddha Seals were domineering and violent, and hundreds of people gathered together.

Similar palm prints were formed, smashing their hasty chopping skills on the spot, sweeping across, and smashing more than ten ancient trees behind. As for the middle-aged men and women, they were all thrown away. Many people's bodies were shattered, and a few were dying.

, even the twenty young men and women were severely injured. Except for a few spiritual people, they all fell in a pool of blood.

The martial arts of the Four Seasons Reincarnation also came into play. More than thirty monks knelt on the ground, their expressions still solemn, but they obviously lost their vitality.

Tang Yan rushed down from the mountain and happened to witness this scene. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes became completely cold: "Hundred Buddha Seals?!"

"Uncle Master!!" The girl known as Xiaoyi screamed with grief and anger. After guarding her all the way until now, she finally died and fell tragically. The elite hunting team that was still talking and laughing a day ago now has only a few people left. Blood,

It's all blood! She considers herself tough and brave, but she still can't bear this level of casualties!

The more than seventy surviving monks still had expressionless faces, indifferent to the tragedy in front of them, and they also showed no emotion at the death of their companions. Holding the knife in their backhand, they stepped forward and spread out one by one to kill the seriously injured targets.

"Xiaoyi...run...go...let's go..." The strong man held on for a breath and wanted to continue struggling, but a monk was already walking in front of him and struck at his head with an extremely cruel method.

"You bunch of beasts, go to hell!" Xiaoyi finally got mad and forced herself to get up, using her Qiu Shang Qi as hard as she could. Unfortunately, she was too severely injured, and this seemingly tragic explosion did not have much power. The two

A monk rushed directly into the mist, completely ignoring the aura of mourning. He slashed with the blade and divided the eyebrows and Dantian. It was a one-shot kill.

She simply can't avoid it!

Bang!!

Suddenly, like a lightning strike, the two monks' heads were severely injured, and they hit the tree trunk next to them. With a click, the tree and their bodies were twisted into two halves.

Not far away, the monk who was about to kill a middle-aged strong man suddenly stopped. The blade stopped in front of the strong man's head, but a bloody steel knife penetrated his sea of ​​​​qi, and slowly stirred, and the blood burst out.

of splashing.

The strong man weakly raised his head covered with blood, trying to see clearly what happened, but his consciousness returned to darkness, and he fell headlong. His body was severely injured, and he finally failed to persevere.

"You...are..." Xiaoyi looked at the man wearing a dead tree mask in front of him absentmindedly. She was startled by the sudden rescue. After taking a closer look, she seemed to be somewhat familiar.

The monks finally had a slight change in their expressions, and turned their heads to look here one after another.

"Where did these animals come from?" Tang Yan just glanced at them and then looked at Xiaoyi. It was not because Xiaoyi was a girl, but because these monks made him feel sick, as if something sacred in his heart had been stolen.

pollute.

"They are the Prison Buddha Troop, a troop formed by the Three Rings Monks of Wuhui Realm."

"Monk Sanjie?" Tang Yan frowned slightly. Could it be that his 'senior brother' was called Sanjie?

He actually used the Seal of Ten Thousand Buddhas to create an army? This was the master's lifelong effort, and he actually brought it here to waste it! How abominable!

More than seventy monks all focused their attention on Tang Yan. No one gave any instructions. They formed a circle one by one and gathered step by step. Their breath gradually soared. They abandoned their scimitars and clasped their hands together. A strong blood and spiritual power was in their hands.

When they gather together, a seal will appear soon.

"Only you? You are worthy enough to ruin my Ten Thousand Buddhas Gang Seal!" Tang Yan's eyes slowly turned cold.

"Kill!" the leading monk gave the order, and the rest of the monks rushed to kill him, and all kinds of blood-colored Buddha seals bombarded Tang Yan one after another.

"Get out of the way!!" The expressions of Xiaoyi and other survivors of the Four Seasons Reincarnation changed greatly. The leading monk was King Wu, and the rest of the monks were all Wu Zong, and their fighting power was very terrifying.

Boom boom boom!

The fierce offensive overwhelmed Tang Yan, causing dust to fly, gravel to splash, and even the ground to tremble.

Xiaoyi and others were slightly distracted. How could they solve it so quickly? Why didn't they know how to hide?

"It seems that the Three Rings have only given you some superficial knowledge. You are worthy enough to show me your skills here!" In the thick dust mist, a figure slowly walked out, and the golden light became more and more intense, gradually dispersing the dust mist.

Huh?? The calm eyes of the monks were replaced by surprise, and they subconsciously took two steps back.

"Die, die cleanly!" Tang Yan withdrew with a palm, and the hazy golden shadow around him turned around and turned into forty-five monkey-shaped Buddha seals covering the monks. The monkey-shaped shadow had the Buddha seal between the eyebrows.

The brilliance exploded, instantly creating strong vibration ripples.

The faces of the monks changed drastically, and they subconsciously wanted to run away, but they all let out shrill screams, their heads shot, and they knelt down, their faces turned pale, and their pupils dilated.

Tang Yan did not display all the soul-suppressing seals, but only formed a trapped area.

The next second, his figure exploded, like an afterimage marking the guard area. The curling sword light slashed through all the monks, and the remaining ghost green fire suddenly surged.

"Don't let me see you disgusting things again." Tang Yan stepped out, and the ground cracked within a hundred meters. Fiery magma spewed out, mercilessly devouring all the monks, and all the screams were drowned out.

Under the raging fire of magma and green fire.

Clean and neat, defeat the enemy in an instant!!

Xiaoyi's eyes widened. Some of the others were stunned, while others swallowed their saliva. One Martial King and seventy Martial Sects were just... destroyed...? It was too perverted!

Tang Yan didn't even recover the spiritual source liquid, and deliberately buried them in the ground with magma. He was able to kill them easily not only because of his superior strength, but more importantly because of the suppression of the Buddha's seal. If it were anyone else, these beasts would

The monk may become a nightmare.

"How many such teams are there around Monk Sanjie?" Tang Yan asked Luo Xiaoyi.

Luo Xiaoyi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "I know who you are!"


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