Chapter 251 Little Leiyin Temple
Elder Huang, the beautiful middle-aged woman, showed a sneer at the corners of her mouth. Her palms were spread flat, and a black skeleton appeared in her hand. The black air was wrapped around, and two faint blue flames lit up in the skull's eyes.
"Don't hide inside. There is a share in what you see. No matter how many treasures you get, our King's Hall will be divided in half." Elder Huang shouted softly and took a step forward.
"It's still huddled inside and won't come out. Get out!" A disciple of the King's Hall said arrogantly. He had seen that there were no more than five people in it, and there were more than 20 people on his side, and Elder Huang, a five-fold master of the Yuanying period, so there was no fear in his heart.
"Get out of here, don't ask for trouble." Another person shouted.
Elder Huang said, "Six people, if we spread the news, I'm afraid that a large number of people will come to fight for it. It's better for us to cooperate. As long as you take out half of the things, this matter will be over."
"fen..... I'll give you half of it, you... Is there something wrong with your head?" In the golden light zone, there was a dissatisfied stuttering sound.
"Bold!" A young man shouted, "If you don't come out, I'll go in and beat you out."
With that, the young man came to the golden light zone and shouted, "I count three times. If you don't come out, we will kill in." Come on, get out of here!"
"Buddha said, go to your M!" A Buddha's name came from the golden light zone, and then a golden light flew out.
"Puff!"
The young man who was still shouting just now was torn apart on the spot and turned into a blood mist.
"What!"
"Presumptuous, who are you? Come out quickly!"
A group of practitioners of the King's Hall immediately exclaimed, and even Elder Huang couldn't help changing her color. She clearly knew that the disciple was a disciple of the Jindan period, but she didn't expect to be killed by the other party in an instant, and even had no chance to resist.
"Who the hell are you? Don't shrink your head and tail, come out quickly!" Elder Huang shouted, the black skeleton in the palm of his hand rotated, and the black gas steamed, which was extremely evil.
"Buddha said, do... I'll kill you!" Another Buddha's name came out and stubbled.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
The two practitioners of the King's Hall burst into a blood mist, and a group of practitioners of the King's Hall immediately retreated and their faces changed wildly. I couldn't help whispering, "These people are all masters. What should I do?"
"That's right, it's so awesome. They just scolded us and killed our two brothers."
"Then let's really start. We are not enough to be killed."
Before the battle has officially begun, these practitioners of the King's Hall have begun to retreat in their hearts and are suppressed by the strong means of stumbling and chatter.
"Which school and school are you practitioners? Come out!" Elder Huang shouted, she knocked out the black skull in her hand, and the steaming black gas was extremely evil, and she shrouded it in the golden light belt.
But after the black gas is close to the golden light zone, it enters the sea like a mud cow, and all the black gas is offset by the golden light.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The earth trembled. In the golden light, several figures came out. The leading person stood with his hands behind his back, step by step, and every step out, the whole canyon trembled and the earth shook. Zhuge Bubuliang's ink hair flew, with an ancient money sword on his head, and came out of the golden light zone.
" hiss~~~"
Everyone took a breath of cold air, including the elder Huang, whose face couldn't help changing. They were so familiar with this face, which was definitely a nightmare for all the young practitioners in Kyushu.
"Zhuge.... Zhuge is not bright!"
"It turned out to be him!"
An exclamation came from the crowd of practitioners in the King's Hall, and some young disciples immediately turned pale. The other party is a person who can even kill the chief of his own sect. Not to mention himself, I'm afraid that even Elder Huang, who has five times in the Yuanying period, is not his opponent.
"I'm out. What do you want?" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows, and his words were obviously provocative: "Who said he wanted me to leave half of the treasures?"
"You... Zhuge is not bright! What do you want?" Elder Huang's beautiful face was a little panicked. She was well aware of the horror of Zhuge Buliang. At the same level, it was impossible to defeat him unless he was a genius.
"What do I want? It should be said what you want to do. Didn't you make a threat just now? Why don't you talk?" Zhuge Buteng's pupils turned strangely and died. Whenever he touched those eyes, he unconsciously looked away.
"You... Will I be afraid of you when I am the king? Now that the fallen sky is not here, I think there is anyone else who can help you!" Elder Huang's breath calmed down, obviously wanting to fight to the death.
"It's up to you?" Zhuge B no Liang looked at Elder Huang coldly.
Elder Huang's robe hunting sounded, and the real yuan fluctuated turbulently. Three black skulls floated in the air and floated above Elder Huang's head. The black thick fog was wrapped around, and a terrible evil force came out and hit Zhugebulang.
"Boom!"
It's like a black torrent sweeping, making a roaring sound.
In these black fogs, you can clearly see thousands of ghosts roaring and roaring, and the breath of the dead sweeping over the world.
Zhuge is not bright and stands still like a rock. He holds the ancient money sword in his hand and fights against the overwhelming black fog.
The ancient bronze sword is dim and un flashy. It is hit in the black fog, but there is an invisible great power, and the black fog dissipates. The ghost in the black fog seemed to have suffered great pain, screaming and smashing under the ancient money sword.
Zhuge Butang took a step forward. The bronze money was only the size of a palm. It was held tightly by Zhuge Butang and swept towards the black fog.
"Puff!"
The black fog disappeared, and all the ghosts collapsed.
Elder Huang's face changed tragically, his hands were imprinted, and three black skulls hit Zhuge Fuliang like meteorites.
"Boom!"
The ancient money sword is born to restrain this magic weapon of the breath of the dead. 108 ancient copper coins are scattered, and each copper coin has the ability to penetrate the void, smashing this space to pieces, and three skeletons are completely immersed in it.
"This... How can it be like this? These are three magic weapons at the level of Xuanpin!" Elder Huang was shocked. The three skulls are the magic weapons she has sacrificed for many years. The grade has reached the mystery, but now they are destroyed by a seemingly ordinary copper sword.
Zhuge Bucheng snorted coldly, and the seven big stars above his head swept out a Big Dipper curtain and hit Elder Huang.
"Puff!"
Elder Huang's body flew out as if there was no gravity, hitting a huge rock behind him, his face was pale, and he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.
"The Elder!"
A group of practitioners of the King's Hall shouted.
"You... I'm the elder of the King's Hall. How dare you kill me? Elder Huang spit blood, and his beautiful face was full of panic.
"What do I do, your chief? You're just a little elder!" Zhuge Buleang sneered and walked towards Elder Huang with the ancient money sword.
"Boom!"
Elder Huang suddenly became angry, and her powerful momentum surged. Her beautiful face became twisted, ferocious and horrible, and a trace of black air surged up her cheeks. The practitioners of the surrounding King's Hall were stunned, and many people had trembled with excitement.
It's hard to imagine that the beautiful and enchanting elders will become like this now.
"Yeah!!"
From Elder Huang's mouth, there was a fierce scream, which made the eardrums ting. Then, Elder Huang opened his mouth and sprayed, and two flying swords shining with black light flew out and went straight to Zhuge.
Zhuge Boulang poked out his purple palm, and with two sonorous sounds, two flashing swords were held in the palm of his hand. This flying sword is also a magic weapon, which actually left two blood marks on Zhuge Butliang's palm. You should know that ordinary magic weapons are impossible to hurt the seven-star treasure body at all.
Seven stars flashed, and the essence of the magic weapon in the two flying swords was quickly lost, which was introduced into Zhuge Butang's body. The seven divine caves of the seven-star body are undoubtedly the nemesis of all magic weapons.
At this moment, Elder Huang took this opportunity to rise to the sky and escape to the distant sky.
"Elester!" A group of practitioners of the King's Hall shouted in horror.
"Hahaha, this is the elder of the famous sect. See, abandon you when you are in danger!" Zhuge Fuliang laughed sarcastically and said that the purple big palm covered the void, smashed a sky, and imprisoned Elder Huang, who wanted to escape, in the void.
Zhuge stepped up into the void, came to the bottom of Elder Huang, and grabbed Elder Huang's legs with both hands. Elder Huang let out a sad scream, and the blood mist flew. Zhuge Buteng actually split Elder Huang from the middle.
Two pieces of corpses fell from mid-air, and Zhuge Wuliang was bathed in a blood fog, as ferocious as a bloody Shura, which was turbulent.
The practitioners of the King's Hall turned pale with fear. Looking at Zhuge, who was like a god of murder, many people with poor cultivation had fallen to the ground. Some people feel that the trousers are hot and hot...
Zhuge Buliang fell down, his cheeks were stained with blood, and his dead eyes glanced at everyone.
"Brother Zhuge, what about these people?" The chat came over and asked.
"Abolish their cultivation and let them live and die!" Zhuge Bucheng's voice was cold and determined the fate of these people.
The shrill screams and roars echoed in the canyon, and the practitioners of the King's Hall were abandoned alive and knocked unconscious and thrown into the canyon.
Three people and a monkey left the canyon. At this time, it was already a day since the three days of free activities. There are still two days left. Zhuge is not bright, stattering and talking around in the pure land, but he has not found any rare treasures.
The pure land is so big that it is thousands of miles away. If you want to find rare treasures, it takes a great opportunity. It is impossible for them to do all good things.
On the third day, they came to the so-called Little Leiyin Temple. On a towering mountain, a magnificent temple is half suspended in the air, like a heavenly palace, which makes people fantasize. The golden and brilliant, with a faint Sanskrit sound.
"What a courage!" Zhuge Buzuo couldn't help sighing.