Chapter 255 The Brutal Body

In the blood fog, there were a few shadows standing, and a cold breath came to his face. Several people's faces changed, which was a breath of death, mixed with an unpleasant stench. The blood mist dispersed, and they saw the figures of those people clearly.

They were rotten all over, flowing with disgusting corpse water, their teeth creaked, their eyes showed fierce light, and the fierce breath rushed to their faces.

The rotten meat on the body is ulcerated, and even some maggots squirm in the rotten meat, which is disgusting.

"Dead body? It's so disgusting." Xiao Ye couldn't help saying.

"Cock!"

These corpses flowing with yellow corpses moved stiff steps towards Zhuge Fuliang.

"Oh, my God, I don't want to fight with this disgusting thing." Xiaoye said, shrinking at the end.

Zhuge Butiao held the ancient money sword and raised the ancient money sword high. The ancient copper money was simple and unpretentious, but it rippled a strange energy fluctuation. Several rotten dead bodies saw the ancient copper coins, as if they had seen a nemesis. They turned around and ran to the distance, disappearing in the blood fog in the blink of an eye.

Zhuge Buleong smiled secretly in his heart. As expected, this ancient copper coin was born to restrain evil things.

Several people continued to walk forward. Gradually, Zhuge Fuliang found something wrong. The Zhenyuan in their bodies was imprisoned and could not control the sky at all.

"Worse, in this case, Zhenyuan is imprisoned. If he encounters any murderer, it will be lively." Hua Yaoren grinned and said.

"Shut up!" Several people are shouting.

I can't help complaining a few words: "Your mouth is too broken."

Although Zhenyuan was imprisoned, Zhuge Buting's physique was special. Seven stars were still suspended above his head, and the Beidou light curtain enveloped several people. Several people gathered in the Beidou light curtain and sneaked forward carefully.

I heard the sound of "rumbling" in front of me, which was the sound of rapid water flow. In front of me was an abyss, and the sound of rapid running water came from under the abyss. This is a grand canyon. A thick blood mist rises from the canyon, and the blood is blowing on the nose.

Although several of them were imprisoned, their eyesight was great. Through the blood fog, they saw a river of blood flowing under the canyon.

"A blood river, is the water in this river really condensed by blood?" Zhuge Buriang frowned, and the strong bloody atmosphere was disgusting.

"There is a suspension bridge!" Xiaoye pointed to the distance and shouted.

At the top of the canyon, a nearly rotten suspension bridge spans the two sides. The suspension bridge is dilapidated, and the bridge plate has been rotten, as if it will break with a touch.

"Can this bridge really withstand human traffic?" Xiaoye frowned. They are now imprisoned. If they want to pass through this canyon, they must first pass through this suspension bridge.

"No... No way, there is a murderer... Get close!" He stagged and pointed to the blood fog in the distance and said with a frightened face.

Sure enough, in the blood fog, dozens of figures are slowly approaching.

"Damn it, no, so much, I'm going to die!" Hua Yaoren's face changed.

Zhuge Fuliang held the Gu Qianjian in his hand and stared at several figures gradually approaching in the blood fog.

But there was no strong smell of death, nor did I smell the unpleasant stench. And the walking posture of those figures seems to be very flexible, not as stiff as the previous dead bodies.

"No, it doesn't seem to be a murderer, it's a human." Xiaoye exclaimed.

The blood fog dispersed, and as expected, dozens of practitioners came over. These people should be practitioners of Shuntian League. Zhuge Buting and several people breathed a sigh of relief. When Zhenyuan was imprisoned, he met the murderer, which was really a big disaster.

At the same time, the practitioners of the Shuntian League also found Zhuge Fuliang, and someone exclaimed, "It's you!"

"Isn't that Zhuge is not bright?"

A group of practitioners of Shuntian League came up. Obviously, they were also imprisoned by Zhenyuan and lost their cultivation.

"Hahaha, it's really God's blessing for me!" A middle-aged man came over with an evil smile on his face: "I didn't expect to meet you here. Zhuge Butliang, just leave your life behind!"

Zhuge Fuliang sneered and said, "Are you so confident that you can kill me?"

"Now everyone's cultivation has been imprisoned, and you can't use your anti-sky means. We have more than fifty people, and you only have five people and a monkey. It's more than enough to kill you!" The middle-aged man sneered.

"Kill Zhuge Fuliang is equivalent to eliminating the harm of Kyushu. At that time, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance will also reward our Shuntian League."

"The Jiuyouwu Xuantie was originally from our Shuntian League, but it was stolen by this little thief. Now it belongs to the original owner." A disciple of Shuntian League said.

"Damn it, it's more shameless than me." Hua Yaoren muttered, "Is this obvious robbery?"

"Stop talking nonsense, call out the things of our Shuntian League quickly, or throw you into the river of blood!"

The middle-aged man of Shuntian League showed a playful smile on the corners of his mouth: "You not only killed our chief, but also stole our Shuntian League's treasure. But if you are willing to kowtow and admit your mistake, I will consider only maimed you and not kill you.

Every step in the Buddha's prison is full of crisis. If they are disabled, even if they are not killed by them, they will be swallowed up by the murderers. They clearly want the lives of Zhuge Buliang and others.

"Guys, I am the chief of the Starry Night Organization. Can you put this matter behind for the time being? If we don't work together to get out of the Buddha prison. Xiaoye stood up and said.

"Chief of the Starry Night Organization!" A group of practitioners of Shuntian League were surprised, and a trace of fear appeared on their faces.

"Huh! What are you afraid of!" The middle-aged man said, "Now that everyone's cultivation has been sealed, we are so many people that it's easy to kill them. Even if the chief of the Starry Night Organization is killed, people don't know it.

Xiaoye's face changed and she shouted, "Are you openly provoking our Xingye organization?"

"Hey hey hey, I'll kill you now, no one knows!" The middle-aged man sneered and said, "As long as you want me to kneel down, I will consider not taking your life. But we have to return the things of our Shuntian League first.

"Jiuyouwu Xuantie was brought by Brother Zhuge from the Lost God City. When did you call it Shuntian League!" No matter how good-tempered people are, they can't help but be angry.

"Your shameless appearance is quite like my style back then." Hua Yaoren looked at the middle-aged man with some admiration.

The middle-aged man of Shuntian League shouted, "Do it! Kill them and take back the things of our Shuntian League!"

"Brush!"

As soon as the words fell, a phantom suddenly rushed to the middle-aged man. Zhuge Buliang rushed to him with an arrow step and slapped him in the face.

"Bum!"

The middle-aged man flew out like a cannonball and rolled more than ten laps on the ground.

"Kill!"

Several practitioners of the Shuntian League swarmed up, and their weapons flashed coldly, splitting at Zhuge Buliang.

"Dang!"

Zhuge Fuliang raised his hand and grabbed his sharp blade in his hand. With his palm hard, all the weapons turned into iron crumbs.

"Bum!"

Zhuge Bu Liang swept out his iron legs and swept out several practitioners of the Shuntian League. The palm of his hand was like a knife, and he split down with force. He split a monk from the top of his head, and his blood was integrated into the blood fog. Two pieces of corpses fell to the ground, and his internal organs flowed all over the ground. The scene was extremely bloody.

"What! Hasn't his cultivation been sealed!" The practitioners of the Shuntian League turned pale and retreated in horror.

"This... What the hell is going on? Why?" The middle-aged man struggled to stand up, and his left cheeks were swollen and his mouth was full of blood.

Zhuge Buteng sneered and said, "You seem to have forgotten me. I am a seven-star treasure body. Even if I lose my cultivation, I still kill you like an ant."

Some of the remaining Shuntian League practitioners looked pale one by one. They ignored the most important point. They had already heard of the arrogance of the seven-star treasure body. Even if there is no cultivation, the treasure body is still not desphemed. Many people have regrets in their hearts, especially the middle-aged man. He just wanted to kill Zhuge Butliang to get Jiuyouwu Xuantie, but he forgot that the other party was a seven-star treasure body.

Zhuge Budang rushed to the middle-aged man and slapped him again, slapping the middle-aged man out like a fly.

"Are you hitting me?" The middle-aged man's faces on both sides were swollen and he was stunned.

"You..." A group of practitioners of Shuntian League want to rush up.

Zhuge Bulding swept his cold eyes and said, "Do you want to die?"

Several Shuntian League practitioners who wanted to rush up immediately stopped and looked at Zhuge Fuliang in fear.

The middle-aged man struggled from the ground to get up, but was stepped on by Zhuge Butang.

"Brother Zhuge, this is a misunderstanding, this is a joke." The middle-aged man's mouth was full of blood and he couldn't help begging.

"Do you think it's interesting to say this now?" Zhuge Buleong sneered and picked up the middle-aged man. He opened his bow left and right with a big mouth like he didn't want money.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man's face was covered with blood, and his teeth were beaten off. Finally, Zhuge Fuliang directly threw him into the bloody river under the canyon.

A group of practitioners of Shuntian League are suppressed by Zhuge's arrogant means. Even if the other party's cultivation is sealed, the means are still frightening.

"Give you a chance to live." Zhuge Buliang said in a cold voice, "Walking over the suspension bridge on that side, I won't kill you."

Everyone's color has changed, and anyone can see that the suspension bridge is rotten, and they can't help it at all. A group of practitioners of the Shuntian League are embarrassed. Look at me, I look at you, no one dares to move.

"Go quickly or I'll kill you!" Zhuge Buliang shouted, picked up a person from the Shuntian League, threw it directly into the river of blood, and was submerged by blood.

"Those who dare to disobey will end up like him!"

Under Zhuge's tough means, the rest of the Shuntian League reluctantly walked towards the suspension bridge. Maybe there is still a trace of hope when walking on the suspension bridge, otherwise it will be directly left behind by this evil spirit. After thinking about it, the former is more cost-effective.

Zhuge Butiao did not let everyone walk on the suspension bridge, but found four or five people. Unexpectedly, after these people walked on the suspension bridge, there was no sign of breaking the suspension bridge. Even if the bridge board was still rotten, it miraculously supported everyone.

"What is the material caused by this bridge plate? It has decayed like this, but it is already extremely hard. He squeaked his mouth and said.

Let all the practitioners of the Shuntian League cross the suspension bridge, and Zhuge Fuliang dare to go up.

The suspension bridge is swaying, the blood river below is turbulent, and the thick bloody air evaporates from below. Several people walked through the suspension bridge without danger. Zhuge didn't let those practitioners of the Shuntian League open their way in front, and his party carefully followed behind.

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