Chapter 438 Dust Provisional

In the deep mountains, the oblique peak where the original body of Zhixian's remains is located has been completely subverted in the ground. In place, there was a big pit with a continuous black smoke, nearly a hundred miles in diameter and more than a hundred miles deep. In the depths of the pit, the red light gushed faintly, and a large amount of magma roared into the sky, bringing a hot track and then slowly falling down.

The ancestor of Jiji and the angry arhat suspended on the magma like a defeated rooster. You gritted your teeth and looked at me. I looked at you. Both of them clenched their teeth and rattled. The golden light of the half of Jizu's body flashed like gold cast, and there was a virtual shadow of a lying Buddha looming on it, and the strong Buddha spirit kept gushing out of his half of his body. The body below the lower abdomen of the angry arhat has turned into white bones, and there is still a trace of green on the bones, constantly emitting a shuddering tyranny.

Except for the two of them, and the dying Master Hu Roar, there are no other monks around. Don't beg for the desperate wife, the spiritual veins of the earth collapsed, and the aura of several spiritual veins broke out in an instant. Except for Jiji Laozu and the angry arhat, the other monks present were burned clean by the magma in the heart of the earth. Even the few today's immortals who were originally present only survived the first wave of ground fire, and then they were wiped out in the ensuing heat of terror.

The Great Lotte Palace, the Golden Pavilion Temple, and the people who rushed here with the small fairy gate forces around Ancheng were all destroyed, leaving these two lonely people to look at each other resentfully, like a cockfight. You stared at me, and I stared at you. Master Huhao's meridians were broken all over his body, and his spine was broken into 70 or 80 sections. Death was just a breath, which could be regarded as a dead person.

On a white cloud between the two, a huge crystal Ganoderma lucidum is placed upright on the white cloud, emitting a seductive purple halo.

The ancestor of Jiji suddenly coughed violently, and he spit out blood in one mouth. The blood he spit out were crystal clear crystals like colorful glass, emitting a faint smell of sandalwood. Seeing the embarrassed appearance of Jiji Laozu, the angry Luohan suddenly laughed but laughed a little, and a large amount of sticky dark plasma gushed out of his mouth.

The two fought with the power of their origin. Jiji Laozu was in the angry arhat [body]. The two were fighting happily, but they were ambushed in advance by the dark man who did not beg, and the two were involved in the terrible heat of the terrible spiritual explosion.

In the angry arhat, there was a disturbance in the Jiji ancestor, and there was a threat of spiritual pulses outside. When the two were added together, he was immediately hit hard. He had no choice but to be furious that the arhat abandoned part of his blood and released the Jiji ancestor from the [body].

The ancestor of Jiji took advantage of the sudden weakening of the [town] pressure of the angry arhat, and hit it with all his strength with the evil magic power, which almost disintegrated the body of the angry arhat. The magic poison infected the body of the angry arhat, almost polluted the relic of the angry arhat, and a .

However, the angry arhat did not make the Jiji ancestor suffer from the tiger roar master. Seeing that the angry arrogant arhat was in crisis, he immediately risked his life to save him. He fought for his life with all his cultivation and spirit, and cooperated with the angry arroghan's Jedi counterattack and gave Jiji's extremely serious Jiji's ancestor had just hit the angry arhat seriously. He just rushed out of the angry arhat [body]. When he was proud, he was involved in the terrible energy frenzy that broke out in the heart of the earth's. Then the angry arhat and the tiger roar master joined hands to attack. Ji's ancestor was also invaded by Buddha's

The ancestor of Jiji was fierce and suffered a heavy blow. He did not forget to use his magic skills to hit the Tiger Roar Master with the second demon god of hard work. As a result, it became the current appearance.

Master Tiger Roar has completely lost his combat effectiveness, and Jiji Laozu and Fury Luohan are barely maintaining the cultivation of 33 immortals, but the internal essence is also passing rapidly. If they fight again, I'm afraid they will all die here.

With a dry smile, Jiji's ancestor pointed to the Zhixian's remains and said with a smile, "We have been calculated by Yu Mi! They want to take back the control of the county. Hey, don't fight any more, or we'll all be in big trouble. How about the equal share?

The angry Luohan took a look at a touch of Lingyu powder in the palm of his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Zhongzhou Zuo Si Tianyu Sand. Hey, of course, someone will find him to argue with him slowly. The poor monk has told everything here to the master. Things here won't be like this.

The black-blooded man who wiped the corners of his mouth cleanly said in a low voice, "The boat will be divided equally. You and I swear that the things in it must be distributed fairly, and no one can take advantage of it. Such a rare treasure, the poor monk wants to take it to worship the master, and you don't have to think of other ideas.

The ancestor of Jiji glanced at the angry arhat. He sneered and said, "It's like you are the only one who has a master?" The ancestor's ancestor will also like this kind of filial piety. Divide it evenly, swear to divide it evenly. Who dares to take a little more advantage? For generations, their grandchildren have been men, nuns and women as monks. They all have no assholes. The yin and yang are reversed, and they all give birth to a group of fucking freaks!" Jiji Laozu's oath was vicious, and the angry Luohan's face was twitched. Anyway, he is a Buddhist monk, and there will be no descendants. This messy oath will not hurt him.

The two made a vow and immediately came to the body of the crystalline Ganoderma lucidum. The angry Luohan carefully took out a crescent machete the size of a palm and said proudly, "This is the ring knife used by the poor monk to shave the poor monk for the first time before the 300 reincarnations. This treasure has been infused by the 300 reincarnation Buddha power of the poor monk. It is no longer weaker than the ordinary Chinese fairy weapon, which is just used to split this thing!"

With a mocking hum, Jiji's ancestor tilted his mouth and was too lazy to talk to the angry Luohan.

With respectful hands, he raised the ring knife and recited a few words in a low voice. The angry Luohan faint golden light came out all over his body and slowly penetrated into the ring knife. The small well knife immediately released a lot of light, like a bright moon, dispelling the thick smoke and fire around them and illuminating a hundred miles around them. Gently holding the ring knife and waving down, this ring knife is worthy of being the three hundred reincarnations of the angry arhats. It has the unpredictable magical power of ghosts and gods. The remains of Zhixian, which can't be split by ordinary fairy weapons, was cut off by his light knife.

A wisp of fragrant fragrance spewed out from the remains of Zhixian. Jiji Laozu and the angry arhat's eyes shone, and Qi Qi took a deep breath. I feel that there is a flexible airflow like mercury in the seven orifices, through the bones, and the strange meridians. In the blink of an eye, they feel comfortable all over, and every pore is spraying out with a faint fragrance.

"The relic of Zhixian really lives up to its reputation!" The two of them took a deep breath and felt warm all over, and the wounds on their bodies no longer felt pain. They were floating all over, as if they were about to dance in the air. There were also many illusions in front of them, all of which were the strangeness of the Or the solemnity of the supreme pure land.

, with a muffled sound, the ball of liquid suspended in front of the two people suddenly exploded, and the sticky juice spewed out and sprinkled on the two people. The sticky juice was extremely vicious. As soon as it hit the two of them, it immediately followed their pores into their bodies, and began to erode their flesh and blood with a strong aroma. What made Jiji Laozu and the furious Arhat panic was that the corrosive power of this liquid to their bodies was so strong that their magic bodies and magic bodies could not stop the invasion of **.

And they don't know the origin of the fragrance they inhale. Although they can't let them fall into a coma, it also greatly hinders the flow of their magic power and Buddha power. They were already suffering from heavy damage, and their cultivation was no more than one. Now they are put into the body by the juice, and their cultivation is suppressed by this strange fragrance. A large number of white sticky bubbles keep emerging from their bodies, and their muscles are rotting into cold and piercing poisonous water.

"Vicous!", the furious Luohan roared.

"The shape of yin water!" The ancestor of Jiji obviously had a deep understanding of the poisons between heaven and earth. He shouted harshly, "Even the body of the golden fairy can't be stopped!" Quickly enter the magma and dispel the yin and water with the help of the heat of the earth's heart, otherwise you and I will not be able to protect the body!" The ancestor of Jiji angrily grabbed the white Zhima exposed in the juice, and was furious to see him reach out to grab it, but did not stop him. Jiji Laozu grabbed Zhima, and then pinched it hard. With a click, Zhima broke into countless white and tender fragments!

"I'll do his mother!" The ancestor of Jiji and the angry arhat scolded angrily at the same time: "Yusha, you are so humiliating! Radish, you actually disguised Zhima with radish! What if you use a bad Zhima? Why don't you use it? Radish, you actually bullied us with radishes!" The ancestor of Jiji and the angry Luohan jumped with anger. The two of them roared. At the same time, they fell into the magma that kept spewing down and sank down with difficulty. The underground fire is extremely powerful. The two of them worked hard to absorb the underground firepower and struggled to dispel the wanton erosion of the body. This form of yin water is extremely vicious, and it will be removed cleanly for a while.

Master Tiger Roar, who was lying slanting beside him, saw that Jiji Laozu and the angry Luohan had been fooled, and he was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"My Buddha is merciful, and my Jinge Temple is in decline today!" With a wry smile, Master Huhao whispered, "The poor monk is reincarnated and re-cultivated. I only hope that in the next life, he can still get the right fruit and re-enter the pure Buddha's land!" A seven rainbow light rushed out from the middle of his eyebrows, and the Buddha's light was wrapped in an almost The body was shattered, and the relic was also severely damaged. Master Tiger Roar could only reluctantly use the remaining little cultivation to protect a trace of true spirit reincarnation. With the roots of his life, it will take a few years in the afterlife to re-climb the arhat throne.

But a bronze arm stretched out in the oblique thorn, and a demon god puppet flashed out from Master Tiger Roar and grabbed Master Tiger Roar's relic. With a ferocious smile, a dark and sticky magic flame spewed out. The demon god puppet instantly refined the relic of Master Tiger Roar and turned into a powerful and pure power into the body of the puppet demon.

The voice of don't begging comes from the [body] of the demon god puppet, light like a ghost whisper.

"Wonderful, within a million miles around Ancheng, it is now a vacuum, just for me to show my strength!"