Chapter 370 Interest

Yuan Tu's ancestor spread the voice thousands of miles and flew through the air. At first, the voice was just like talking in his ear, which was not warm, but after blinking an eye, the voice became louder and louder. He only said the last few words in one sentence, which actually shook everywhere, and the sky and the earth was full of echoes.

The sound was so loud, as if nine days of thunder, thunderbolt across the sky. For a moment, the whole barracks were full of "I don't know whether to live or die", which shook the earth, the clouds were broken, and countless hurricanes rolled up on the ground.

As soon as the voice fell into Sun Wuzi's ears, the soldier Wusheng was also shocked all over. He couldn't help humming, and a trace of blood slowly penetrated out between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. It was not until a moment later that he waved the bamboo slips in his hand, and countless seal character spells flew out of it. In an instant, he covered the ground with a radius of 100 mu. With his own mana, he urged the "thirty-six tricks" military book bamboo slips, which he had spent countless efforts to practice, completely covered the whole barracks, which was regarded as the voice of Yuan Tu's ancestors. Most of the sound was silenced.

At the same time, this huge change also caused chaos inside and outside the barracks. The tent collapsed and the place was in a mess. not to mention those ordinary sergeants and ordinary martial arts masters, but the 72 disciples who followed Sun Wuzi this time were also panicked, and everyone sprayed half a liter of blood.

"Brothers and brothers, don't panic. Our soldiers have always acted in a strange match. They are in power, form, yin and yang, skills, conform to humanity, and have their own luck. Even if the landslide cracks in front of the ground, we must keep our hearts still. This is my soldier's temperament. Everyone returns to their positions quickly, and the chaos is self-destructive.

At this moment, there was a sudden shout in the crowd, but one of the seventy-two people was a young general with a crown of jade, a long figure and a plain white robe was waving his hand to make everyone calm. His face was calm and his demeanor was experienced. Although there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he was a little bit of a general in danger. .

Sun Wuzi raised his eyes and nodded secretly in his heart. Then he waved to the young general. The young general hurried over and bowed respectfully. He looked up with his eyes like paint, "What's the master's order?"

Sun Wuzi saw that he behaved moderately. Although he was not disturbed, he appreciated it even more in his heart: "Zhou Gongjin, when did you learn art under the door?"

"Master, the disciple worshipped in Jiangdong ten years ago, and I had the honor to listen to the master's road!"

"Oh! It's been ten years... If so, you can stay by my side and officially practice thirty-six art of war. Sun Wuzi nodded. Although there are seventy-two disciples under his family now, not everyone can pass on the road of soldiers. Up to now, in addition to a few people, most of them are still honing their hearts and struggling with the magic power of the Yuanshen.

Now that Sun Wuzi asked, he was obviously optimistic about Zhou Gongjin's performance just now. He wanted to teach him the thirty-six magic of war he had practiced all his life one by one. In the military family, it was almost the intention of inheriting the man.

Zhou Gongjin's eyes lit up and her heart was happy, but then she immediately fixed the color and kowtowed to Sun Wuzi, "Follow the master's instructions!"

"Hmm!" Sun Wuzi looked at the end of the western sky, suddenly shook his head and sighed for a long time, "The rebirth of the evil is a blessing, but if you want to scare me, you can't do it. You have to make a break in your previous life... Anyway, you can enter the account with me, and the rest of the people will act by themselves!! Don't bother!!!"

Yin Mountain and Sea of Blood.

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

As soon as Yuan Tu's words fell, there were two more sneers, one from the south and the other from the north. However, this time the momentum was obviously much weaker, and there was no first time so full of confidence. However, it was Yuan Tu's ancestor who understated a sentence. It had been divided into two lines, which were transmitted to the north and south, suppressing the martial arts saints of the two soldiers, Sun Wuzi and Huang Shigong, so that the two of them secretly suffered a sullen loss, self-evident.

Next, without waiting for the reaction of all parties, Yuan Tu's ancestor opened his mouth with a burst of laughter again, and the laughter rolled, like tens of millions of thunder roaring, the wind and clouds gathered in all directions, and the voice became higher and higher, which was simply through the golden crack stone. In an instant, a wind and thunder echoed in the heaven and the earth, which shocked the chaos on the Yin Mountain, and the cliffs burst. The evil waves in the sea of blood are huge, and I have never seen a real man kill. Only this momentum is already fierce to the extreme.

"In my eyes, not only are there no soldiers, but also a group of ants who pick up people's teeth and wisdom. It is all the people in the world, and there is no one who can enter the eyes of the ancestors! They are all a group of people who camped with flies and dogs!"

The stars are all over the feet of Yuan Tu's ancestors, and his body is full of starlight. He is in the empty place, and his hair is in chaos. In his eyes, the light is big and murderous, but his mouth is full of laughter, as if he is crazy. "In the past years, the brothers turned against each other, nose and nose, and nose. They are different and do not plot together. Since you put on the void, you don't know where to find it. After that, rats were rampant all over the world!"

Yuan Tu's ancestor was exposed, standing on the void and laughing loudly, as if an ancient god had been reborn. Under Zhou's body, the starlight was permeated, and the white light fell from the sky above his head one after another. As his laughter continued, the gas on his body became more and more solidified and huge, and it had vaguely covered the whole audience. Some people's momentum has been suppressed.

Luo Yu stood together with Tian Xueyu and looked at each other. The waves rolled under his feet and gradually passed his knees. His four eyes stared at Yuan Tu's father's face. After a moment, the evil spirit accumulated to the peak. At the moment of launching the attack, he fled into the sea of blood and fled early. Such a figure as Yuan Tu's ancestor, who crosses thousands of mountains and rivers, sweeps all cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, and fights with people. He has never really seen each other, and a primordial god has been firmly locked. If he really wants to kill you, no matter how thousands of miles away, no one can get rid of it. If he wants to survive, the only chance is to take action in the opponent and launch a fatal A moment of a blow.

Because only at that time will the Yuanshen, who was locked on the opponent, be slightly loosened. And this is only because the current Yuantu ancestor is only the manifestation of his body. If the real body comes out, the world will be so big, and the life and death of anyone is only in his mind.

At the same time, Pang Taishi, whose skills were slightly inferior, his muscles and bones were tightened like bowstrings. The white tiger crouched behind him, which was already combined with the platinum knife in his hand, aimed at Yuan Tu Laozu from afar, and his hand was already cold sweaty, cold and slippery.

"Two ancestors!"

Suddenly, the sea of blood, dozens of blood gas shot out from the depths of the sea of blood, as if the water was flowing light. As soon as they turned over, they also fell on the sea of blood, and their shadows appeared one after another, but they were all dressed in red blood robes and looked angry. It turned out that in a previous fight, on the Yin Mountain, there were a series of shocks, which had shocked all directions. They were distributed under the nose door of the sea of blood. When they saw the strong enemy coming, no matter far or near, they all used their magic power and rushed over from all directions.

It's just that these people are all disciples of Abi Xuehaimen. Compared with Luohu and Tianxueyu, the mana cultivation is not the same as heaven and earth. As soon as they jumped out of the water, they were attacked by Yuan Tu's ancestors. The soul was turbulent. They exclaimed one by one, and they all involuntarily turned into the original shape and ploped. Pass, fall into the water.

These disciples under the Sea of Blood are not human beings in the first place. They were all born in the sea of blood, and their surnames were extremely fierce. Although they were forced to change their original form, they were not afraid of their surnames. They only looked up to the sky and roared, and in the sea of blood, they emerged densely. As long as Yuan Tu's ancestor moves, he will immediately rise up and attack him.

"A group of reptiles and beasts are all dead! A Bi passed on the Taoist system, and I will destroy him today!" Yuantu Laozu's laughter suddenly stopped. He squinted his eyes and looked around, but he didn't think so at all. He pointed it wrongly as a knife, and now he was about to kill people.

The gas engine solidified, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly tightened.

At this moment, suddenly, on the shadowy mountain, a Buddha's name suddenly came from the depths of the vast mountains: "King of Tibet without great wishes in the south!"

This Buddha's Zen singing is like coming from distant time and space. The sound is very subtle, just a trace, but floating, falling on the blood sea, but it is as fast as lightning flashing, the spiritual light flashes, and the thoughts reach. Yuan Tu's eyes flashed, his ears moved, and he turned his head to look into the mountain, but he saw how far it was in the depths of the Yin Mountain. A golden light was rising. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a huge Buddha with a stick in his hand and a bead in his hand. It was the legendary King of Tibet in the world.

The golden body light and shadow of this Tibetan king just appeared in the depths of the Yin Mountain. In a blink of an eye, he only heard a roar in the north of the Yin Mountain, shaking the world. The wind and clouds over the Yin Mountain suddenly changed. Two large hands composed of boundless magic fire, one hand holding a pen and the other hand, suddenly tore a hundred miles of void, condescending, and leaning down. .

It was just a little bit to the golden body of the king of the earth, and there was an infinite black wind blowing between heaven and earth immediately. Then the Sanskrit sound made a masterpiece, and the Buddha's light lit up half of the sky. The Buddha's golden hand was collided with a book on the top of his head. Immediately, both of them were annihilated, and the wind passed by, and they actually disappeared together.

"The devil's son? Lord of the Underworld? Yuan Tu's ancestor frowned, stretched out his hand and pointed. The stars under his feet changed, turned into a white light to cover the sky, and wrapped his body. "Since Yan Mo and Dizang both disappeared and disappeared, someone in this world has finally practiced the magic power of Yan Mo's golden body and Dayuan Dizang's blessing! This is a little interesting!!"

"If that's the case, I'll ask you to live a few more days first. After the seventh day, there will be a battle in Yinshan. I'll come again!"

At a glance, Yuan Tu's ancestor seemed to touch his mind. At that moment, he showed his body and turned into a shocking white light. He circled around the ground twice, directly broke through the atmosphere of the sky, and then ignored the three people in the meeting.

It's just that when he left, the sea of blood suddenly rolled over, and the white light permeated the place. The children of many disciples who had gathered behind Luohu were already silent at this time, all divided into two halves. Regardless of their cultivation, magic power, and where the white light passes, even the soul of the Yuanshen was twisted into pieces, and there was no trace--

(to be continued)