Chapter 447 Second Round
Thump thump thump thump.
A series of muffled sounds were the sound of a group of female disciples of the Purple Qi Immortal Wind Temple falling to the ground.
On the wall, tears burst out of Qiu Chan's eyes, but the next moment, she discovered that the fellow sisters who had been knocked away... were fine!
Whether it was Si Yu, who had lost his arm, or the other women, they were simply knocked away, not beaten to death by Hui Xin, or even injured!
The reason... is the black smoke surrounding Huixin.
Fu Qingzhou did not throw the jade pendant. He was holding the seeds in his hand and flew aside, burying them in the soil.
The smoker appears on his own.
At that critical moment, a large stream of black smoke suddenly spurted out from the jade pendant, like the ink spewed out by a big squid. In an instant, Hui Xin’s face and body were blurred, and naturally it also covered his face and body. The golden light that emanated was forced back.
Huixin Mingming was startled, and her voice deepened: "Where is the evil spirit..."
But the smoker didn't answer him, nor did he attack him directly. He just circled around him like a slippery fly. When Hui Xin attacked, it flew past him. Hui Xin wanted to dodge and avoid it. It twisted around madly and blocked its escape route.
After such an entanglement, there was a burst of triumphant laughter in the black smoke, and then he quickly retreated and got back into the jade pendant.
At this time, Fu Qingzhou had buried the blue seed and looked at Hui Xin coldly.
Hui Xin’s eyes narrowed and she was about to take action when a wall of earth suddenly rose between him and Fu Qingzhou!
There was so much murderous intent in that earth wall that even he did not dare to brush its light.
Hui Xin's eyebrows darkened slightly, and she turned to look around.
I saw earth walls rising up one after another in this small courtyard, accompanied by a terrifying and sharp aura, tightly surrounding him!
Not only that, this breath also appeared in the sky and the land. Huixin’s feet on the ground were instantly disturbed by these countless sword-like breaths and knife-like intentions. Although These auras failed to harm his powerful golden body, but they still tore his trousers and shoes into pieces.
The Prison Immortal Fang is done!
The tears on Qiu Chan’s face were not yet dry, and she immediately shouted: “Uncle Cinnabar!”
The breeze blew by, and the real Zhusha who had just been hit hard flew to Qiu Chan's side.
She was seriously injured. There was blood in the hollow of her chest, which had stained her shirt. Her face turned sickly white, but she still kept a smile and said a little tiredly: "Thank you for your hard work." , Xiaochan."
After that, she reached out and took the prisoner's recipe.
At the same time, Master Xuanyi, with disheveled hair and covered in blood, also ducked behind Elder Pan and gently placed a hand on Elder Pan's shoulder.
This time, Elder Pan, who had been coughing heavily and unable to cast spells, finally regained his breath.
After she exhaled deeply, she formed a seal with her hands again, and the Tai Chi diagram behind her flowed again.
A powerful and mysterious aura once again enveloped the small courtyard, and the injuries on Xuan Yi and Zhu Sha began to be repaired visibly.
Qiu Chan breathed a sigh of relief, but when she looked at the large pool of blood in the small courtyard and the broken limbs of the junior sister scattered on the ground, she still bit her lip.
"What a pity for the creek." Master Xuanyi sighed softly.
Zhensha Zhenren is still smiling, but her hand in operating Qianxianfang is not slow at all, and her tone is extremely cold: "Killing must be paid with life. Now we can't kill Huixin, but we can't take advantage of him either... …”
She is a strong person in the Cave Heaven Realm. She can control the Immortal Prisoner's recipe, and her power is far beyond Qiu Chan's.
Although everyone could not see what was going on inside the earthen wall, they could hear terrifying loud noises coming from inside. The ground in the small courtyard was shaking crazily. Everyone could hear it just by looking outside. Sensing the shocking murderous intent in it.
The prisoner immortal was about to rise, and Fu Qingzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He patted the jade pendant: "Old man, are you so active today?"
"Hey, I just can't stand him." The smoker sneered: "He is obviously evil, but he is not Pretend to be like an eminent monk... It's not like I didn't have any dealings with those who practiced Buddhism back then. It's not an exaggeration to call me an 'old enemy of Buddhism', but with his virtue? Achievements! ”
But just after saying that, it suddenly made a strange breathing sound, which sounded like a cough or a gasping sound.
“What’s wrong with you?” Fu Qingzhou was startled.
“Damn it, Buddhism restrains me, didn’t I tell you?” After the smoker calmed down for a moment, he cursed and said, “You didn’t think it was easy when I pestered him just now, did you?”< br>
Fu Qingzhou blinked... That's right, no matter how the smoker recovers, he will never return to the Xuanxing realm. It will be somewhat difficult to deal with a monk who has the ability to restrain him.
But he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, that's not right. Back in Ten Thousand Poison Mountains, Elder Ma was in the fifth realm of Cave Heaven! Didn't you resist his full blow?"
"Fart!"
The smoker scolded: "The thing I possessed at that time was a mysterious jade! It can communicate with the spirits of heaven and earth! How is it the same as this ordinary jade pendant? Don't think I was weak at that time, but then I don’t have to expend too much of my own strength when casting spells!”
“Oh, that’s it.” Fu Qingzhou smiled: “It’s a pity that my current Mingjian Zhishi Pai is borrowed. I don’t know when I will get it. I'll get you another Xuan Jade later."
"Really?" Yan Gui was overjoyed: "You said that yourself!"
Fu Qingzhou tilted his head. He looked at the young female disciples in the courtyard who were getting up from the ground one by one: "This is the first time you have taken the initiative to save someone. I am very happy."
"Hey hey hey..." After the smoker smiled proudly for a few times, he suddenly realized something was wrong: "No, damn, why did you say that I am like your pet?" On the other side, the movement in the Immortal Prisoner's Fang was getting louder and louder. Small.
Qiu Chan jumped off the wall and helped Si Yu up; the other female disciples wiped away their tears and picked up the stumps of the dead sister.
Fu Qingzhou walked slowly to Qiu Chan and glanced at Si Yu: "Are you okay?"
"Yes."
Si Yu nodded slightly and responded. Her face was extremely pale, and the broken arm had been healed by the mysterious power flowing from the Tai Chi diagram. It was impossible to regenerate the arm, but at least the wound no longer lost a lot of blood.
"I finally captured Hui Xin." Qiu Chan said softly: "I didn't expect him to be so strong. Even if he is weakened by three points, he is still so terrifying."
"After all, it is Jin. The third master of Cicada Temple. "Fu Qingzhou looked directly at the earth wall in front of him: "In this case..."
Halfway through his words, Smoker's shout suddenly sounded in his mind: "Be careful!"
Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank, and without thinking, he raised his hand and pushed Qiu Chan and Si Yu away from him.
The next moment, a huge and unimaginable force suddenly rose into the sky from the earth wall!
That force is like an awakening giant beast, with endless violence and destructive desire, soaring into the sky - the earthen wall is like paper in front of this force, being easily torn, blown to pieces, and fragmented. Splashing everywhere, the surrounding air seemed to be shaken by this force, making low roars.
Fu Qingzhou was the closest, and his chest felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, smashing a wall and rolling to the ground among broken bricks.
Although the surrounding female disciples of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple were further away, they were also beaten to death by the flying fragments of the earth wall, and fell to the ground one after another.
On the wall, the Immortal Prisoner's Fang in Zhusha's hand also suddenly swayed with a terrifying wave of force, and then suddenly shrunk and folded, and the light on the crystal instantly dissipated; her ten fingers controlling the crystal were struck by that kind of force. The force of the shock caused twists and turns, dripping with blood, and she was so shocked that she spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell from the wall.
"How is that possible!"
Elder Pan and Master Xuanyi exclaimed in unison.
The earth walls collapsed and dust flew up.
Hui Xin slowly walked out of it. His body was covered with mud and blood. His originally indestructible light golden skin was covered with wounds that could be seen deep in the bones. His expression was no longer relaxed, but extremely... He was solemn, even one of his eyes was tightly closed, and thick blood flowed from under his eyelids. He wondered if he was blind.
“Amitabha...”
He said solemnly: "It's just a prisoner of immortality, nothing more than that."
I don't know when a strange-looking bracelet appeared on Huixin's wrist.
“It’s Gabala.”
Fu Qingzhou, who slowly climbed up from the broken bricks of the ruins, heard the smoker say coldly in his mind: “The human bone magic weapon... this string of Gabala It is so powerful that it is probably made from the bones of a group of eminent monks."
Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth.
Even the Prisoner Immortal Fang couldn't trap Huixin...
On the other side, Huixin slowly turned her head and looked at Elder Pan and Master Xuanyi on the wall, and then suddenly threw out the string of gaba in his hand pull.
While the bracelet was spinning, obscure and weird golden characters were thrown out from the bracelet and printed towards the two of them.
Mr. Flying back, even the sword in his hand was shaken with cracks!
How can the magic weapon that can break the Immortal Prisoner's recipe be so simple!
Seeing that the gold characters were about to hit the heads of Elder Pan and Xuan Yi, a brightly colored picture suddenly fell from the sky, spinning and stopping in front of the gold characters.
The atmosphere in this picture is exactly the same as Kabala. It is painted with an angry god with three heads and six arms. Those golden characters hit the picture, but they were absorbed by the picture like a mud cow sinking into the sea. There was no trace of it anymore. movement.
“Human skin thangka.”
In Fu Qingzhou’s mind, Smoker sneered again: “Some Buddhist stuff is really no more normal than evil cultivators.”
Seeing the human thangka, Hui Xin's expression also changed.
The next moment, Hui Yuan slowly fell from the sky, suspended in the air, clasped his hands together: "Brother, stop it."
"Senior Brother Huikong, I actually lent you all this. "Hui Xin raised her hand and took Nagaba back into her wrist.
Huiyuan also stretched out his hand, grabbed the human skin thangka, folded it in his hand, and said again: "Brother, stop it."
"..."
After Huixin was silent for a moment, she said softly: "The matter has come to this, how can we stop? You and I have our own ways in our hearts. Now, it is meaningless to argue, so let's... see the truth."
(End of this chapter)