Chapter 170 Buddha's Power

Xiao Fei's mouth kept making noises, and countless runes flew out of his hands like flowers, which were runes he had never seen before.

Layered runes are linked together to form a Buddha with a blurred face like a gold cast. With the word 'mool' in Xiao Fei's mouth, the golden Buddha was shocked by the sound and suddenly came back to life.

The copper-sized eyes suddenly opened, and the golden Zen stick in his hand jingled, and a fierce battle of pestle in the bloody ocean.

The waves rolled and were hit by the Zen stick. A large sea of blood disappeared, and even the blood around it was avoiding, making a large area of ground **.

"Damn!" Zhao Cong was furious. The golden man who suddenly jumped out put a lot of pressure on him and even smashed a hole in the sea of blood in his formation.

Zhu Yi and Qin'er were very happy to see that Xiao Fei's unknown spell could produce such an effect.

"Kill!"

Zhao Cong shouted, and his body seemed to be blown away by the wind, and the remnants left behind dissipated little by little.

Just as the black hook in Zhao Cong's hand hit Xiao Fei, a huge golden Zen stick suddenly stretched out in front of him. The golden light on the Zen stick flashed, and the symbolism was uncertain. The blood around him was like being roasted by flames, turning into a trace of blood fog, covering the whole space.

With a cold hum, the golden Buddha raised the Zen stick in his hand and turned to Zhao Cong like a lightning pestle.

Dangerous!

Zhao Cong's face changed greatly and hurriedly turned sideways. The golden Zen stick could be inserted from the top of his head. He could feel that there was a power to restrain his blood crow array on the Zen stick.

A stranger!

This is a force he has never seen before. He said fiercely, "Well, such a broken puppet is like breaking the array!"

Once again, the magic formula in his hand was changed, and countless blood crows immediately flew on the sea. The blood crows chirped and rushed to the place where the three were.

The runes in Xiao Fei's hand are constantly shot out, filling into the Buddha's body like the same volume of scriptures. The Buddha gradually became solid, and the Zen stick in his hand was cast like gold, gently pestle on the ground, and immediately made a dull crash sound.

"Mou!"

Xiao Fei made a strange sound again, and the sound drew a circle of golden ripples, which made the bloody crow that attacked him immediately stop.

Xiao Fei doesn't care about the gradual increase of the real qi required. According to the current consumption rate, it can also support half an hour. With this time, it is enough.

It seemed that he felt the crisis of Xiao Fei and others. The golden Buddha's body suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Fei like a ghost.

The Buddha also announced a 'mou' in his mouth!

In Zhao Cong's roar, the blood crow seemed to have regained his mind, flapping its wings and breaking free from the power of the shackles just now!

Just as the blood crow attacked, a hood was covered around the three people again. The round light shone with golden light, and the blood crows that jumped on turned into a wisp of blood water and rolled down along the wall of the hood.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Cong's eyes were about to crack and sacrifice so much. Isn't it just to control the beast ring? Is he going to be stopped by such a golden monster?

He is unwilling. He must take down the other party and get the beast ring. Then you can get the treasure.

**

Beast Soul Mountain.

The moon was bright, and the silver light sprinkled all over the ground. Under the light, a charming woman seemed to smile on the mount.

fiery red hair, narrow eyes, and a faint pressure on the body.

Firefox, four grades, is equivalent to nine layers of condensation.

"Report!" The man opposite was murderous and roared.

"The little woman's name is Yan Yuqing." The charming woman elegantly and euphemistically pinched Luo Xiu, and the Luo shirt on her body was blown by the night wind, showing the graceful and delicate body in front of her. Under the silver moonlight, her teeth opened gently.

"What a beauty." The man opposite couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water and marveled in his heart. He has looked at the woman opposite several times. According to experience, he can conclude that her breast-room is not big or small. It is exactly the model he likes. It is full and elastic. It must feel comfortable to hold it. Coupled with the charming posture, he fantasizes about what it would be like if it were in **.

Thinking this way, the body actually had an original reaction, and even the palms had an itchy feeling.

"I'll report it right away." The man stared at Yan Yuqing again for a while, with saliva streaming from the corners of his mouth. He immediately swallowed a mouthful of water, and then turned his body and ran to the forest.

Half a sound, two figures appeared in the forest.

A sickly white-faced man came lightly stepping on the humus.

Dozens of feet away from Yan Yuqing, he stopped and frowned and asked, "He Keshi, are you sure that the woman opposite is the senior sister of the Fire Gate?"

He Ke had raised his eyebrows and squeezed his eyes to say hello to Yan Yuqing. Feeling that Roland was staring at him, he couldn't help but be timid. Now is not the time to ask Liu Liu and play with women. He immediately said with a straight face, "Your Excellency, I'm sure that she is the master sister of the Fire Gate!"

Roland sighed, and his deputy was lustful, and there was nothing he could do about it. Now the network has been closed for a long time, and there have been many casualties on both sides.

Before Roland opened his mouth, Yan Yuqing gently clenched his fist and said, "Are you the person in charge?"

Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Although it was very slight, it was difficult to escape Roland's eyes. He was quite unhappy in his heart, "Am I not like him?"

It's not a good thing.

Yan Yuqing smiled and even smiled. She whispered, "Your men have besieged our disciples of the Fire Gate for dozens of days. The casualties on both sides are very serious. Can you stop here?"

"From the current situation, it seems that I have an advantage." Roland deliberately stood up and raised his head.

"If it is calculated by head, it does have an advantage." A trace of murder flashed in Yan Yuqing's smiling eyes, but she did not show it too clearly.

"Ha, you two don't need to do this. It's fate for everyone to meet. Let's have a drink together!" He Ke has smiled very brightly, but what hides under his rough appearance is a sinister and cunning lustful nature. His appearance is just a mask, a person who can deceive others - it always makes people feel that he is a sincere person.

"Your excellency, what do you think of my proposal?" As soon as He Ke finished speaking, he looked at Roland with a charming smile, but he didn't see his face.

Roland was not interested in He Ke's suggestion. He still said with a serious face, "Let me see what the advantage of the Fire Gate is this time. I believe it will not be an advantage on the mouth."

"Mouth..." He Ke has stared at Yan Yuqing's sexy fiery red lips, and the flame in his abdomen is thriving.

"I don't know if an infancy can occupy an advantage!" Yan Yuqing is still smiling.

Roland shook his head.

Yan Yuqing's smile became stronger. Among the second-generation disciples who came out of the Fire Gate this time, three were in the Yuanying period and ten in the Jindan period. As the third generation of disciples, they were also the person in charge of this time.

If the two sides fight, they will be killed and injured. Few of the disciples trapped in the siege will definitely come out alive. That is the foundation of the Fire Gate.

"I don't know if dozens of Jindan period can occupy the advantage!" Yan Yuqing's voice has changed slightly. She observes around warily. If she can, she will get rid of the guy opposite first.

It's so annoying!

Roland still shakes her head!

"Hee hee, I think which brother is in charge. You don't look like him." Yan Yuqing pointed to He Ke and glanced at Roland with contemptuous eyes.

"Miss Yan, this kind of joke can't be messed up." He Ke was very nervous and corrected it immediately.

"The slave family is not joking," Yan Yuqing seemed to be a little aggrieved pout. This ** colorful woman actually shows the innocence and cuteness of a little girl at this moment. If he dies, Lord He will definitely be responsible."

"This..." He Ke was speechless for a moment. That's true. After Roland's death, he could control the operation.

"You want to alienate us." He finally reacted.

"The slave family has no intention of alienating you," Yan Yuqing looked aggrieved. "The slave family just wants to give a gift to Lord He."

"Gift? What gift? It won't be Miss Yan herself!" He Ke's heart rippled and smiled.

Yang Yuqing did not talk nonsense. A red light in his hand suddenly shot out, and the target pointed directly at Roland.

How dare you attack!

Roland was furious.

***

"Blood Raven · Death Sword!"

Zhao Cong's magic formula changed, and the blood color of his face gradually receded. After the blood faded, he showed a thin and pale face.

He is crazy. The golden man opposite is too threatening his blood crow array, which is simply a nemesis.

The magic formula moved, and tens of thousands of blood ravens shook their feathers neatly and uniformly!

"Whew..."

Countless feathers shot around the direction of Xiao Fei, Qiner and Zhu Yi.

These feathers are like arrays in the air, clinging to each other and forming a bloody sword - more than 3,000 feet long. The shadow on the sword's body is heavy, and the blood is dripping, as if it were fished out of the sea of blood below.

In the blink of an eye, four blood swords were formed. The sword was panicked and the smell of blood filled the world.

"Agrily!"

It was so grumpy that Xiao Fei was like a sleepwalker. A sentence was gently highlighted in his mouth. The formula in his hand continued to sprinkle thousands of runes, and his mouth was again.

Seeing such a situation, Zhu Yi can no longer stay. How can he be protected by Xiao Fei all the time? The thunder sword in his hand was raised high, facing the blood sword that was killed by the opposite side, and cut away angrily.

"Brother, give it to me here." Qin'er suddenly became heroic, like a little chivalrous woman. She said to Xiao Fei, and the formula in her hand suddenly changed.

Xiao Fei nodded.

As if encouraged, the magic formula in Qin'er's hand became faster and faster. This is a kind of magic formula that Xiao Fei has never seen before. As if to let Xiao Fei know the name of this move, Qin'er muttered to herself or whispered softly, "Wanhua · withered!"

Countless flowers danced like butterflies, drawing a wonderful dance posture in the air. As soon as they flew to the side of the blood sword, the flowers were like withered, and the bright colors suddenly faded away. The gray of death enveloped in an instant, and a bleak breath rippled in the air.

The two blood swords in front and back are left by Qiner and Zhu Yi, and then there are left.

Xiao Fei's eyes turned slightly and shouted loudly.

The Buddha below him was also furious, which aroused his fierceness even more for the blood sword that dared to provoke his majesty. The golden Zen stick in his hand raised high, and the round one suddenly smashed out.

There was no fancy blow, but the whole blood crow array was shaken, and the sea of blood was like ten thousand horses rushing, roaring and extinguishing!

The Buddha's blow was so powerful that the two blood swords were like paper paste and collapsed into countless fragments in an instant.

When Zhao Cong saw this scene, a trace of sadness flashed in his heart, and then revealed the last madness. He wanted to die with them.