Chapter 928 Dali
"It's him!"
Luo Tianfeng suddenly realized.
No wonder he found this person familiar.
I didn't see this person's methods just now.
After the other party used the Household Escape Light, he completely confirmed the other party's identity. He was one of the elders of the great religion with a foreign surname: "Pure Light Dharma Sage, Que Mi Tu."
Que Midu's expression was awe-inspiring, his body-protecting holy armor emerged, and he pulled out a five-color spear from the small realm inside his body.
The soldiers' fronts rotated, and the divine light turned into a long river of breath to resist the erosion of blood. At the same time, he also guarded against the two bloody figures in front of him. However, what he cared about most was not the two bloody figures at all; A strange saint who casts his blood shadow.
The man looked pale.
The pale palms were covered with purple-black nails.
He walked like a sick tiger.
The more this happened, the more nervous Que Mitu became. Fayan told him that there was no trace of illness in this person's spiritual aura.
But he walks like a sick tiger, stands like a sleeping eagle, and has a pair of lowered ghost eyes as bright as stars. He is not bellicose and surprising, but a kind of indifferent and plundering to the extreme.
It was as if at any moment he would slit his throat, pry open his head, and devour him alive.
Even the yin and yang gods were swallowed up completely.
"Who are you?!"
Que Midu stared at the visitor closely and asked.
He memorized all the teachings including the inner pillar, the Dharma King, the hall master, and the elders.
However, the person in front of me was indeed too strange.
The strangeness made him reluctant to believe that this was a saint, as if this person had jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. He had no previous origins and no feet.
The most important thing is that he didn't realize where the other party was hiding just now.
After he took action, this strange Xusheng had to take care of the little leader's life, otherwise the moment he relaxed, his head might have moved.
This made Que Midu touch his neck.
It is unimaginable that in just a moment of confrontation, a saint would make such a reckless move under tremendous pressure.
He couldn't get the answer he wanted to his question.
The tall monk in black and red robes who came forward did not introduce himself, and seemed to have no interest in talking at all. He only reflected his eyes.
Like a hunting tiger, it approached slowly and lazily.
A piece of black iron was clenched tightly in his pale palm.
When Tu Shanjun opened his mouth, the fangs hidden in his mouth pierced out, like a great demon saint.
Bathing in the blood-colored lake light at his feet, he took a deep breath and said with a cheerful expression: "I haven't used my peak strength for so many years. I have simply forgotten how to use my full strength."
He used a trick when killing the ancient cedar demon.
The ancient demon had been hungry for thousands of years and had long since become a skinny paper tiger.
Not to mention a Void Saint, even he who had taken the second step could kill the ancient demon as long as he had enough magic power.
Nothing to show off at all.
The person in front of me is different.
With a pure Taoist body, a divine body of peak energy and blood, holy armor for body protection, and holy weapons in hand, he is a Void Refining Saint who can truly suppress one party, and he might be able to be recognized by the royal court and be named an earl of one party.
Work as a frontier official in a remote area and enjoy a large territory to yourself.
Que Midu's heart sank when he heard this.
This is not a good thing to hear.
It seemed that the saint who suddenly appeared was an old guy, climbing out of an ancient tomb to admire the scenery of the world. Although the ghost saint's eyes were very young, Que Midu could still feel the vicissitudes of his body.
"Since fellow Taoist has forgotten to take action, why don't you and I give up?"
"King Zuotian is thirsty for talents."
"I am willing to introduce fellow Taoists to the King of Heaven."
Tu Shanjun asked with a smile: "Is it left or right?"
Que Midu narrowed his eyes but did not answer. He could already feel the extremely strong murderous intent.
It would be really stupid for him to turn a deaf ear at this moment. Without any hesitation, he used the five-color escape light, and the five elements appeared in front of Luo Tianfeng in a flash.
He mercilessly picked out the holy spear and was about to crush Luo Tianfeng to death.
Bang.
The blood-red terrifying divine gang glowed with light like a star ring on a planet, sealing Luo Tian within it.
It is the true spirit of Tiansha.
Qi is like a divine power to avoid all evils.
This magical power is improved according to the strength of the holy weapon and the main soul. It is better to say that the magical power of the Soul Banner is growth-oriented. As the most relied-upon defensive magical power, even the Great Sage cannot defeat it with one blow. Shatter this Gangqi.
Of course, powerful magical powers often consume astronomical amounts of mana.
Que Midu's attack.
The rivers are surging, and the lakes of blood are shaking with huge waves.
Tu Shanjun, who had already used his Dharmakaya, was furious.
He underestimated the Five Elements Cloud Escape of this Taoist body.
Dunguang was actually able to pass through the defense line under the blockade of his dharma body.
However, Que Midu used this only chance to escape to kill Luo Tianfeng.
This may have been his worst decision.
"die!"
The power and shouts are like the thunder of bells and drums.
Like the ancient holy voice, it sounded like a chilling sound.
The sky is falling.
This is Que Midu's first impression.
Because above him, the five-color rays of divine light were completely suppressed by a black and red mysterious light, and a black shadow also bloomed in his eyes. It was not a black shadow at all but a long-handled hammer wrapped in a banner.
But in the hands of the red-haired saint, this hammer seemed like a divine punishment.
Draw out the holy spear and release the body-protecting energy.
A five-color wheel appeared behind Que Midu. The light of the five elements was like a millstone, and like an Optimus Pillar trying to hold up the overturned sky.
If it weren't for the fact that this place was the Blood Nirvana Palace and the treasure house of the Asura clan, it might have been turned into powder by the divine light millstone.
Even though he is in the divine palace, his holy power has also risen to the extreme.
Que Midu is like a war god and general who came out of the heavenly palace.
A gun is sacrificed,
The long dragon swallows the star.
The sharp blade of cold light caused the sturdy Nirvana Palace to activate the palace protection formation. Dao patterns rotated and inscriptions were engraved. Only then did the palace be protected from being poked into holes by this ground-killing spear.
"Five colors patch up the sky, and the holy spear comes to earth."
"It doesn't matter if the sky falls, or if the earth sinks."
"I'll do my best!"
"kill!"
When the God-killing shot was fired, Que Midu felt confident that he was like an ancient sage coming to look down on the mortal world.
No monk in the same realm dared to avoid the sharp edge, and he was wearing treasured armor. Even if he was hit by the opponent, he would still win in the end.
However, the calmness in his eyes gradually disappeared.
That damn big demon ghost saint attacked with all his strength without any defense at all.
Not even the strong energy that protects the body can be sustained.
Thinking of the horror of the other party's flesh and blood being reshaped, Que Midu cursed him as a madman.
Even if he had the means to reshape flesh and blood, he wouldn't be so confident that he wouldn't be afraid of death.
Right now, this strange saint is using a life-threatening strategy, a strategy that will lead to mutual destruction. Even Que Midu, who was wearing holy armor, suddenly changed his tactics at this moment.
"The Five Color Wheel."
"Desert Hengtian!"
A round of five-color millstones is like a Dao mill wheel, and also like the stars of the Great Realm blooming with the most brilliant light.
Bang! ! !
Heaven and earth collapsed.
The stars in the eternal sky also shattered.
The magical powers supported by Que Midu were like two dazzling stars colliding together when they clashed.
Immediately afterwards, large cracks appeared on his five-color millstone, and the eternal divine light sky was completely covered by black and red mysterious light, and the original day suddenly turned into night.
puff.
The blood that surged up suddenly spurted out.
Que Midu flew out and barely managed to stay upright.
He looked at the palm of his hand that was holding the holy spear in horror. The palm was already bloody and bloody, and the crystal holy energy of flesh and blood was lingering, but it couldn't stop trembling.
When fighting the big ghost, he heard the shouts and roars of his body, as if he really withstood the sky at that moment.
"What kind of Taoist body are you?!"
Shocked Que Midu shouted.
Although his Five Elements Tao Body was physically inferior to a first-class Tao Body, it was by no means fragile. Unexpectedly, when he caught the hammer, he seemed to be hit hard by the entire Nether World.
Now he can still maintain his human form because the opponent did not pursue the victory.
Not only did Que Mitu blurt out the question, but Luo Tianfeng, who was doing his exercises to support his magic power, also had a strange look in his eyes.
He thought that Tushanjun should be strong in magical powers.
After all, as a weapon spirit and an old guy, he has been studying magic and magical powers for a long time, so he is definitely not comparable to ordinary monks, and the body of the main soul is also comparable to the top Taoist body.
In terms of physical strength, it may be able to compete with the undefeated Shura Dao body in the same realm.
This undoubtedly made Luo Tianfeng's fear of Tu Shanjun even higher.
A cruel, ruthless, terrifying weapon spirit main soul who is capable of both civil and military skills.
Once the main soul's cultivation level surpasses his, his wealth and life will completely fall into the control of the other party. He is not a person who is willing to be controlled by others.
This also intensified his restrictions on Tushanjun's conduct.
Unless absolutely necessary, do not feed Yin Shen Yang Shen to the Zunhun Banner.
Que Mitu didn't know what Luo Tianfeng was thinking, he just wanted to escape now.
Instead of fighting this monster, it would be better to use the most outstanding escaping light of the Five Elements Dao Body and let him shuttle through the Grand Formation Palace and leave the Shura Treasure House. As long as he walks out of here, he can escape.
"Five elements shuttle flash!"
Just as he was casting the spell, a figure fell from above and exploded. The blood rain covered him and blasted him out of the void.
Que Midu spit out a mouthful of blood after being injured. The body-protecting holy armor on his body was corroded by the blood and stained with rust, and the light of divine power was no longer visible.
Keng!
The hammer fell, firmly embedded in his armor.
The huge strength made it difficult for him to get up again.
puff!
Que Midu only felt that his body was very heavy, and his life was also passing away when the blood burst out.
Que Midu screamed and realized that he couldn't wait any longer. If he didn't give up his physical body, he would only be dragged down by the physical body, causing all his yang and yin to be exhausted by the body.
Then he got a flash of light.
The Yin God turned into a stream of light and used Shuttle Flash, disappearing into the void in front of him.
Que Midu, who suffered heavy losses, screamed loudly: "I will repay this revenge ten times or a hundred times!"
"You have no chance."
An ethereal voice mixed with hoarseness resounded.
The souls of the dead appeared in Que Midu.
If you don't care about the void, you will urge your soul to escape.
However, no matter how much he pushed it, he found that his body had not left, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
When he looked again, he didn't know when he had already put on a yoke. The two hooks at the front of the black and red chain were shaped like hook knives and pierced into his shoulders, locking his body.
The wide shackle across the neck looks like the facade of a shrine.
The big pale hand at the end of the void grasped the dark lock.
A tug.
Que Midu's soul was immediately pulled out.
Tu Shanjun kicked Que Midu's body over, opened his palm to form his soul and was about to refine it.
"Keep someone under your command!"
Tu Shanjun, who was about to refine his soul, glanced away.
Staring coldly at the person who spoke.
It was Luo Tianfeng who was able to move.
There are very few people in this world who can persuade him not to kill.
Luo Tianfeng is obviously not among them yet.