Chapter nine hundred and sixty fifth purple sun vacated
"Prior to the Song Dynasty, Prince Wu was ruthless and ruthless, killing people without calculation. He repeatedly sabotaged the plans of the human race. He had no respect for his superiors and behaved like a demon. His crime will not be pardoned. He is allowed to be sealed, his treasures are imprisoned, and he is arrested and brought to justice!"
The starry sky was dark, the sun and moon had no light, and the sky and the earth were spinning in an instant. The majestic and thunderous sound of shouting spread throughout the sky, like a warning to the heaven and earth.
The sage follows the Dharma when he speaks it. Once a word is spoken, there is nothing that cannot be ignored!
In an instant, the entire starry sky array was dimmed, the endless stars stopped shining, and the chains holding the flame beasts stopped swinging. The eight chains shuttled through the dark forest and cold, forcing Ao Feng and other strong men to the point where they were almost exhausted.
The demon-suppressing nail solidified in mid-air at the same time, as if everything was frozen.
Only the thick breath treasure gourd behind Wu Ming was still trembling, the black and yellow brilliance of the gourd's mouth was emitting unsteadily, and it set off a violent roar, as if a huge creature was roaring unwillingly.
Legalist saints are very powerful and can almost convict any human semi-saint in China with one word. No one can resist, but what is contained in the thick breath gourd is the almost resurrected will of Tianyao Zhenyue.
How can one of the Six Paths of Demonic Spirits, one of the Six Paths of Demonic Spirits, who is one of the "Heaven does not take it away, the Earth does not bury it", recognizes the holy way of the human race's Legalism?
It’s just that the residual thoughts are residual thoughts. Unless its true form comes in person, it cannot compete with the will of this living Legalist saint, even if it is just the power contained in an oracle!
Now, we can only remain unbanned and cannot give Wu Ming any help.
"What? Damn it, the human race is indeed hypocritical and treacherous. They have hidden such power to make us face the Demon Suppressing Nail!"
Upon noticing the strange changes in the sky, Ao Feng and other powerful demon clan members were filled with hatred and anger, gnashing their teeth.
Even Jin Qing's expression was gloomy, as if he could drip water!
He has always been the only one who deceives others. Except when he faced Wu Ming, has he ever been used like this?
Even if it can be used, who would not be afraid of his father, the Golden Scale Demon Emperor, and treat him with courtesy?
Then I thought, if this can kill Wu Ming, even if I can't get many valuable treasures from him, I can kill him once and for all. If it doesn't work, his father can then come forward and get back a few treasures that are closely related to him.
With the current situation in China, the Holy Temples will never easily brush off this person who plays a very important role in the Monster Clan, even if he is on good terms with the barbarians, and is about to be canonized!
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming!"
Sikong Hui's eyes showed enthusiasm and he knelt down to worship.
Cheng Jingyu, Xiao Ziliang and other powerful human beings all stood in great reverence with their heads bowed, as if they were listening to the teachings of the most knowledgeable being in the world.
Wow!
But when I saw the shadow that stood in the sky, enough to cover the sky and cover up any light in the world, it moved downwards. The words revealed on the oracle swelled line by line in the wind, turning into a chain of voids composed of fine runes. In an instant,
Crossing the space, it wraps around Wu Ming like a dragon.
"snort!"
At this moment, Wu Ming finally moved. His eyes opened and closed, and light burst out like lightning. However, he could not resist it at all. His endless anger could not conceal the strong and irreconcilable look!
It's just a little bit close. As long as he is given a little more time, he can break through. But all over his body, there is no treasure that can compete with such an existence.
Even the Bronze Holy Sword, when Xiao Ziliang used the Copying Holy Sticker before, an inexplicable will escaped from it and shook it away. However, it seemed to have fallen into a certain state. No matter how it was called, there was no movement.
"This man's methods are ruthless and vicious, and there are endless treasures. He will definitely resist at all costs. Please prepare with me to prevent any unexpected events!"
Sikong Hui said in a cold voice.
Cheng Jingyu and Xiao Ziliang nodded slightly, each tightened the weapons in their hands and stared at Wu Ming, waiting for the invisible chain to firmly bind Wu Ming before they took action to kill him.
There are policies from above and countermeasures from below!
Even if the Holy Temples only ordered Fang Yun to be captured and interrogated, it would be reasonable to kill him if the other party was too difficult to resist and could not hold back.
Buzz!
But no one saw it. The moment the invisible chain of characters touched Wu Ming, a purple-green flame flashed slightly between his eyebrows. The insignificant spark turned into a prairie fire in an instant.
Hooray!
Slight burning, the sound of licking flames, set off a storm of thunder in everyone's ears, and they were stunned. They could only see the purple-green flame that covered the sky, burning and twisting all the characters, and in the blink of an eye they touched the phantom.
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What is unbelievable is that the phantom ripples flickered slightly, as if it was about to make some move, but before it had time to do anything, it was wrapped in purple and green flames all over the sky, twisted and collapsed in the blink of an eye, along with the golden and jade-colored silk at its core.
It also ignited spontaneously without wind, turning into a huge blue-purple flame, just like a purple sun rising into the sky, shining brightly.
Almost at the same time, all the treasures that were originally stationary began to tremble violently, and spread out more rapidly than before, sweeping towards the original target.
"ah!"
A scream rang out, but it turned out that Ao Dong was careless and was caught off guard and his tail was nailed.
The Baizhang True Dragon twisted crazily and could be trapped by the Demon Suppressing Nail. As the dark red light surged on it, it actually turned into mysterious runes at a speed visible to the naked eye and merged into it from its wound.
"Brother, save me!"
Ao Dong screamed miserably and slapped the ground crazily. However, as blood runes appeared on the blue scales, not only did the movement of his struggle become smaller and smaller, but his body also continued to curl up into a ball. In just a few breaths, he felt...
It shrank to a size of dozens of feet.
The most terrifying thing is that this is not over yet. According to this trend, it is only a matter of time before Aodong is banned!
"hateful!"
Ao Feng roared like thunder, and used a few personal treasures to resist the other demon-suppressing nails like crazy. But even with Huan Zhenzhen and other third-level alien demon kings as helpers, he still couldn't resist the five demon-suppressing nails.
The edge of nails!
Fortunately, this is just a demon-suppressing nail that has lost its original power. If it were at its peak, and if someone took charge and targeted the three demons personally, just one nail would be enough to nail them into skewers.
Even so, although Ao Feng and Huan Zhenzhen escaped the bad luck of being pinned, due to previous carelessness, two huge bloody holes were torn open on the huge body, and a strange red light shone on them.
, while preventing its demonic power from recovering from wounds, it also continuously dissipates the power of its flesh and blood.
On the contrary, Jin Qing seemed to have suffered too much from Wu Ming. Even in the previous unfavorable situation, he did not take it lightly and was not hurt by the Demon Suppressing Nail.
Cheng Jingyu and Xiao Ziliang turned pale in astonishment, with fear in their eyes. With the ability to easily burn the Holy Oracle, no matter what treasure or being took action, it was not something they could touch.
You must know that the owner of this blank oracle is still alive and practicing quietly in the temples. It is absolutely impossible that he is unaware of this, but he did not have time to resist. What does this mean?
At the thought of this, the two of them felt as if they were enveloped by the cold winter wind of December 9, and their spirits shivered. There was only one thought left in their minds, and that was to run, but they were immediately startled by the angry shouts that came from their ears.
"Rebellion against the saint, rebellion against the saint, treason and immorality, unforgivable evil, how dare you be a thief?"
Sikong Hui's eyes were about to burst and he screamed angrily.
The two of them were speechless. They didn't see the Legalist sage and neither expressed their stance. Why are you so anxious here?
But I only dare to think about it, and even extinguish it in an instant, not daring to express it at all.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming's eyes were filled with rage, and he glanced at the three of them coldly. The murderous intention was as real as it could be, but he closed it instantly. He suddenly made a mysterious discovery with both hands, one hand pointing toward the sky and the other downward, as if holding the sky and the ground.
A thunderous buzzing sound came from behind him, and as pale golden clouds surged out, he suddenly transformed into a golden figure several feet tall. He made the same movement, which was exactly the appearance of his Ming King.
At this time, King Ming's Faxiang looked like a vajra with angry eyes. As his arms swung, the void trembled, and phantom ripples appeared. It was actually like a three-headed and six-armed demon god coming to the world, each holding a blazing white dragon of light twisting endlessly in his hands.
If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that the extremely strong Yang Qi emanating from the light dragon is exactly the six treasures collected previously.
One of them was different, with a faint blood color. It was transformed by the strongest blood dragon Bodhi. It was pinched by King Ming's Dharma and brought together in one place, and pressed on Wu Ming's left and right arms.
"Don't even think about it, thief!"
Sikong Hui roared angrily, and regardless of the weakening of the formation, he pulled out a black iron ruler-shaped sword from his waist, swung a blue chain, stepped forward, and rushed towards Wu Ming.
Cheng Jingyu and Xiao Ziliang hesitated for a moment, then they all used their unique skills and went straight to Wu Ming.
The matter has come to this, and no one can be allowed to back down. Either you die today or I die!
If you don't take this opportunity, with Wu Ming's acting style, you can imagine what will happen!
Boom!
But at the moment when they approached the top of the mountain, the peaks trembled violently, cracked open, and collapsed in an instant. Emerald green light gushes out from them, and a giant tree measuring thousands of feet long cuts across.
Wu Ming was sitting right in the middle of the wooden heart. It was wrapped with huge vines and a hundred-foot colorful dragon. They were like guardians on the left and right. While firmly protecting Wu Ming, they wildly swung their huge bodies and released monstrous flames, rushing towards the sky.
The three of them roared angrily.
"Hmph, you're just an idiot, how dare you act so arrogantly in front of me?"
Sikong Hui took a quick glance and knew that the two were only emperors of the first realm. How could the grand master at the top of the fourth realm take him seriously?
The powerful and powerful spiritual consciousness swept across, accompanied by the terrifying and unprotected true energy, and fell with a sword. What shocked him was that his own true energy was a bit slower than before.
The most incredible thing is that the sword that was originally powerful enough to chop the mountain in front of him was weakened by more than twice as much as it touched it.
"How is that possible?"
Sikong Hui's expression turned extremely ugly.
Cheng Jingyu and Xiao Ziliang's expressions were not much better. Although the three of them were not masters of formations, as great masters of one side, their eyesight was extremely extraordinary. They actually discovered that the remains of the Tree Master and the Tianlan Star Destruction Formation formed a certain formation.
This kind of connection, under the strong power of the Holy Spirit, knocked down the realm of the three of them.
As a result, the situation where anyone could easily win against one of the two villains could not be directly reversed, but it could not result in a crushing victory.
Boom boom boom!
But seeing the Dragon-eating Vine swinging its vines and smashing wildly, the Poisonous Dragon King swallowing colorful gray mist, blocking most of the three attacks. Even if the remaining power passed through, it was consumed by the emerald green light scattered on the tree's remains, and was consumed into nothingness.
"What now?"
The two of them looked at Si Kong Hui subconsciously.
"What else can we do? Kill him, we must kill him, otherwise when he breaks through, the consequences will be disastrous!"
Si Kong Hui gritted his teeth and said. (To be continued)