Chapter 266 One husband can't open

Half a round of sunset reveals the Tengri Desert, and the bright sunshine is like blood, dyeing the temple in the desert.

Outside the Buddha-free Temple, more than a dozen ascetic monks who followed the invado fell into a pool of blood, and the sun shone on the bodies that were still bleeding out, making the air colder and piercing.

Hua Wutian stood quietly next to Ji Qingzi and stared at the beautiful man.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?"

Hua Wutian asked infatuatedly.

"Buddha, why do you think...?"

The blue light is as red as a bean, and the empty sound keeps echoing in the secret room.

"Flower Wutian, the god of the god palace is coming in person. Why don't you come out and see it soon!" Suddenly, a harsh voice woke up the already cold Hua Wu's ears.

Hua Wutian stretched out his hand to gently touch Ji Qingzi's pale face. His hands were trembling slightly. For decades, the sky was ruthless, but his thoughts became deeper and deeper. Even when he hit the "Taoist realm" several times, he turned into a heart demon.

"Qingzi, someone is bothering us again. Wait for me..."

Wh!

Buddha Temple is located on a small mountain in a desert, backed by a thousand-foot cliff, surrounded by a bare and dead silence. At this time, there is a sea of people surrounding it.

"You are the Lord!" Hua Wutian stared straight at a golden man standing outside the temple gate.

"How can I be the Lord of God, Hua Wuhe? Let me ask you, were you killed by a team of people from the Buddha Gate of the Heavenly Palace a few days ago?" The Jinjia man stood in front of a million troops and asked with thunderous eyes.

Hua Wutian glanced at the endless army and laughed and said, "It's not me, but me. Now that I'm here, please come out and see me. It's time to understand your kindness and me."

"If you want to see our God, you can't see it. If you see it, kill me and the three million soldiers behind him..." The Golden Armor God will roar loudly.

Dong!

The golden man suddenly stamped his feet, and the whole peak where the Buddhist temple was located began to shake.

"Kill... kill... kill..." The blood of millions of soldiers was ignited in an hour, and their furious anger turned into a shocking thunder, sweeping thousands of miles after wave, and all the creatures trembled with fear.

What is the scene of millions of warriors shouting together? No one may have seen this, but people who have seen ocean hurricanes may think of it.

"Puff...!"

The killing sound suddenly stopped, and the flowers spread white. The body shook, and opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Hua Wutian raised his head and shouted, "Okay..."

"It is worthy of being the Palace of God. It gathers millions of soldiers to exert their magical power, which is enough to shake the sky and the sea. Hua admires it!"

Although Hua Wutian did not know that this was also a magical power from ancient times, he still understood the truth.

The Golden Armor God General smiled slightly, "Everyone says that Hua Wutian relies on one person's power to stop tens of millions of soldiers in the Heavenly Palace outside the gate. Today, it really lives up to its reputation!"

Hua Wutian said, "Aren't you just going to enter Kyushu... Kill me..."

The air became tense in a trillionth of seconds, and everyone, including the golden armored soldiers, couldn't help taking a step back.

Hua Wutian suddenly put his hands together, and his long snow-white hair rushed to the sky angrily and shouted "destroy god". An invisible shock wave rushed to the black army at a speed of millions of times the speed of sound.

"It's not good..."

"Kill drums...!"

Dong Dong...!

"Kill, kill..."

In the sky, seven huge blood-red killing words condensed, and the horrible killing intention turned into a peerless demon god, splitting at Hua Wutian.

Bang...!

Although the word "kill" hit, Hua Wutian never moved a step. Instead, all the killing words shattered one meter in front of him and could no longer get close to him.

After a fight between the two sides, all the soldiers 100 meters in front of the army fell to the ground one after another.

"Papa... What a magical power!"

A man in a green robe appeared in front of Hua Wutian with his hands on his back. He smiled and seemed to have no sympathy for the dead soldiers at all. Instead, he had a strong interest in Hua Wutian.

"The army obeys the order, the gods are immortal, and the soul of war is immortal!" The man in green robe turned around and said lightly.

"Roar! The god is immortal, and the soul of war is immortal... The god is immortal, and the soul of war is immortal!" The shocked army regained its momentum again, which seemed to be one point stronger than just now.

The man in green robe smiled at Hua Wutian and said, "My name is Qinghuo, and I am the god of the God Palace. How about following me to rule the world?"

Hua Wutian looked calm and said lightly, "Let's fight. I won't die. You can't get through it."

"Do you have to be a hero and die under the iron hooves of my army?" God stared at Hua Wutian and asked.

"To be a hero... Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would be a hero one day. Well, I will be a hero." Hua Wutian looked up and laughed. What about the God? What about the million troops? Hua Wutian has not been afraid of anyone since the moment he was born.

"God, kill him!" The soldiers behind looked at Hua Wutian and couldn't wait to kill him immediately. In their hearts, the Lord was a living god, and it was already very high to say so many words.

Qinghuo looked at the war-boiling army and said, "See, as long as you become my subordinate, I can help you fulfill your three wishes, including saving your woman."

Hua Wutian smiled and said word by word, "I will save my woman. You don't have to worry about it. Let me see the demeanor of the strongest!"

The green fire looked pity and turned into a flame and disappeared.

"Kill me!"

hong hong...!

More than a dozen top masters flew over and killed them.

"Go!"

Hua Wutian's feet shook and moved ten miles away in the blink of an eye. Thousands of soldiers in the rear flew up one after another and chased after them like meteors.

Qinghuo returned to the wooden house on the back of a huge mythical beast in the center of the army, standing beside the masters of the Tianshen Palace, including Wang Tiemuzhen, Buddha Menghe, Arrow God Wuyun and other new high-speed.

"You should practice well and take the opportunity to hone it. This time, not only will I seize the world, but you also have to break through and get the way!"

"Yes, Lord!"

Everyone bowed and responded.

The huge birds and mythical beasts flew hundreds of meters and suspended in mid-air. It was the battlefield of Hua Wutian and everyone.

Hua Wutian fought alone with thousands of masters. Wang Tiemuzhen and others were all hot. At this time, the arrow god beside him couldn't help slowly pulling away the silver giant bow, and nine white feather-like arrows were also hit on it.

"Meng He!"

"Well, Lord!" Meng He suddenly woke up and said in a franthe.

Qinghuo said calmly, "They take turns to fight. You protect them and don't let too many people die." Say it, then close your eyes and enter the state of practice.

"Yes!" Meng He trembled all over.

Wang Tiemuzhen stared at the invincible Hua Wutian and said, "I will kill you. I hope you are strong enough!"

Since the last time he fought with Hua Wuxin, Tiemu has been deeply ashamed. He has been in isolation for more than ten years. Now he has been out of the customs and vowed to avenge the day with the Lord of the south.

The speed of releasing flowers is too fast, and only a few martial artists follow Hua Wu's ultra-fast.

"Are they using me to train soldiers?" Hua Wutian killed a few people at the beginning, but now it's more and more difficult to kill.

"Ignorance, psychedelic world!"

Hua Tian's fingertips suddenly emitted strange runes, which were like birds out of the cage and flew away among the thousands of generals around.

"Go!"

One-third of the thousands of warlords who besieged Hua Wutian suddenly stood still, and then the knife light rose everywhere. In two breaths, the remaining one-third of the people who came to besiege Hua Wutian died.

"Ah!"

Qinghuo suddenly opened his eyes and saw hundreds of thousands of heads and broken limbs flying all over the sky.

"Bum!"

"Hua Wutian, you can be a hero!" Qinghuo was furious. This kind of thing happened less than three minutes after he closed his eyes.

Some of the seven or eight hundred martial artists who were confused by illusions killed the green fire and others in the sky, and some flew into the army and slaughtered crazily.

Tie Muzhen, Meng He, Arrow God and others did not react at all, and saw that the decentralization had turned into a sea of blood.

Puff!

"Run, magic, it's magic!"

"Crazy, Dragon God will be crazy!"

Hundreds of virtual world Dacheng and cave martial artists flew into the army to slaughter, flying fast, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers fell every second.

"Ang!"

"Roar!"

The green fire shouted loudly at the lower part, and the mythical beast under the seat also roared angrily.

Boom!

Hua Wutian has been moving at a super fast speed to avoid being attacked by others. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his neck coming to his mind.

"Dangerous!"

Bum!

The huge palm print knocked Hua Wutian into the ground. The green fire stood high in the sky and looked down at a messy army. He never thought that he would almost let the army be killed in front of him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Pa...!"

"Fad! Are you blind?"

More than a dozen masters at the peak of the cave around covered their faces and looked at the angry blue fire with a guilty face.

Tiemuzhen's face was pale, and his left face was clearly printed with a palm print. He stared straight at the green fire, and there was an undisguised sense of war in his eyes.

"Let's kill Hua Wutian together!" Qinghuo ignored Tie Muzhen's fighting spirit and gave a cold command.

Everyone looked down at each other. They all knew that the character of the god was changeable. If someone dared to disobey his meaning at this moment, he would definitely be killed.

"Go!" Meng He pulled Tie Muzhen and flew down together.

More than ten people were scared to death and chased Hua Wutian away. Meng He said, "Let's talk about it after catching Hua Wutian. Don't make the old man angry."

Tiemuzhen didn't say anything and his face was cold. He had had enough of this bullshit. He said coldly, "I know. Let's go."

Hua Wutian knelt on the ground, and his coat was broken. "You forced me. I don't want to do this. You forced me..." He muttered to himself.

Wo! A white feather came straight after the flower.

Boom!

"Meng He!" Tie Muzhen, who was beside him, suddenly shouted.

Hua Wutian held Meng He's head with one hand, his five fingers were deep in it, and his eyes became darker, "Magic Prison!"

"Ah...no!" Meng He suddenly had a headache and cried.

Plop!

The body was thrown to the ground by Hua Wutian, and the five holes on his head were mixed with red and white**, and the arrow god Menghe looked frightened.

"Hand of Heaven!"

Papa!

Tiemu is really crazy. Meng He is his older brother and died like this.

In the void, two blue and white palms were patted crazily.

Hua Wutian quickly broke into the army, and the terrible palm prints still fell like a meteor shower.

"Don't...Don't..."

Hua Wutian's speed is not fast or slow. He just dodged the real blow of Tiemu. There was flesh and blood behind him, and I don't know how many people died.

Qinghuo shouted angrily: "Tie Muzhen, are you crazy? Stop it!"

Tie Muzhen stopped his hand and gave birth to a pair of white heavenly wings on his back. With a swirly, he chased Hua Wutian, and his speed was not much slower than Hua Wutian.

"God's eyes, die!"

A huge blue eye appeared in the sky, emitting a breath that transcends the world and despises everything.

Wh!

A white beam of light disappeared in an instant.

"The curse of the bright moon!"

Wow...!

Hua Wutian spewed out a mouthful of blood fog, and a bright moon stood in front of him. In front of the bright moon, you can clearly see a long arrow flashing.

"Pinned!"

Sneer! Although the divine light from the eyes of the god was nailed by the forbidden spell, it was still moving slowly.

Puff!

The light passed through the right chest and was pierced through a horrible blood hole with a thick arm.

"God's Eye, one of the three divine eyes in ancient times!" Hua Wutian recalled the information my brother told him about this technique.

"Six prison secrets, blood prison rebirth!"

Hua Wutian pinched the secret with his hands, surrounded by bloody runes, and the blood hole in his chest began to heal at the speed of naked eyes.

This move is a suitable move created by him to understand the "secret method of jihad".

"Tie Muzhen...!"

Wh!

Hua Wu's skin showed a bloody rune, and his combat effectiveness soared rapidly.

"Thunder Prison Slaughter God!"

"The devil's palm falls from the sky!"

Boom...!

Hua Wutian and Tie Muzhen went into the ground, and the onlookers looked down and were at a loss.

"Ah..."

"Magic Prison... Devour!"

The cold sound came from the ground, as if the endless devil had come back to life, making all the soldiers of the God Palace on the ground have a trembling heart.