Chapter 65 Each has its own calculation

"Fengshui takes turns!" Ji Taixu secretly hated: "Lord Zhang, Lord Zhang, didn't you teach this damn thing how to deal with me?" Although Murong Feng's move is now learned and sold now, he still exerted the power that Ji Taixu could not resist in the hands of this ** immersion shooting method for many years of the second disaster old ghost!

Ji Taixu felt that there was only this gun left between the whole world, and he had nothing to escape in front of this gun! There seems to be a huge cage around you, which binds you tightly! Ji Taixu doesn't have the power of Lotus Buddha to hold the gun in his hands. If he does so, I'm afraid his hands will be useless! If this shot is stabbed like this, I will be heartbreaking in the future!

"South Sky Tower, suppress the world!" Ji Taixu roared, and a black tower appeared on his head. The infinite mysterious atmosphere emanated from the tower. At the same time, Ji Taixu took out three reli pieces and pressed down the iron tower. The three reshes immediately integrated into the tower, and the whole body was golden. Xiangyun, Ruiqi, colorful light and Sanskrit singing emanated from this iron tower, and Ji Taixu felt that the world around him suddenly relaxed his restraint a lot!

"I'll give you a big mark!" The iron tower on Ji Taixu's head changed into nine Buddha's seals, such as Dahui knife seal, Da Ri's sword seal, all-pervasive seal, Sakyamuni Buddha's big bowl seal, Dazhi box seal, wisdom auspicious seal, Dharma definition seal, Vajradha Zizai seal, and Ata Ding seal. The handprints changed continuously, and finally turned into two huge Buddha hands patted on Murong Feng. The Buddha's hand was white. Like jade, the texture is like Mount Sumer, and there is a rotating wheel mark in the palm of your hand!

"Ha!" Murong Feng waved his long gun and stabbed the two Buddha hands like a phoenix! However, these two Buddhas contain the magic power of three relics. If others refine these three relics, they can obtain supreme magic power. If they are lucky, they can immediately become the second disaster, but what a loser Ji Taixu is, who directly melts all the mana of these three relics into the iron tower and turns them into fingerprints!

As soon as the long gun touched the Buddha's hand, Murong Feng felt an irresistible force rushing over and "bang!" With a sound, his long gun was broken, and the power of the two Buddha's hands continued to pat himself!

"Blood Ghost King!" Murong Feng roared, and his body suddenly grew three feet high, dripping with blood all over his body. A disgusting blood gas emanated from his body, and a palpitating blood light shot from his eyes. Murong Feng grabbed a three-strand fork condensed by blood from nowhere, held a fork in his hands, and blocked the two Buddha's hands!

"Bang!" There was another crisp sound, and the three-strand fork was also broken by the Buddha's hand. At the same time, the golden light on the Buddha's hand flashed, sweeping away all the blood around, leaving a faint and refreshing sandalwood. Even the blood light on Murong Feng's own body was also swept away by the Buddha's light, sweep away a lot!

"Oh!" Murong Feng was in pain, let out an inhuman howling, and opened his mouth and spit out a bright red ball the size of a goose egg.

"Blood Pool Prison!" Murong Feng shouted, and the small ball turned into a sea of blood that was full of extreme blood. I don't know how many people, ghosts and fierce ghosts were floating in the sea of blood, and blood-colored thunder light kept falling from the sky, stirring thousands of blood waves!

Murong Feng looked back, and Zhang Xuan roared angrily from the Hongzhou Assassin's Mansion in the distance. A huge white lotus shadow enveloped the Assassin's Mansion, and sharp shadows collided around!

"Hey, Zhang Xuan, Zhang Xuan! We will let you die in Hongzhou. Ji Tai destroyed my gun. Then use your four-way magic gun to compensate for it!" Murong Feng muttered to himself!

Murong Feng kept flying west. Suddenly, a black light appeared on the ball in his hand. Murong Feng quickly listened, and the cocoon behind him also stopped!

The image of a man sitting on a Kowloon golden chair with a black dragon robe and twelve pearls wearing a crown appeared in front of Murong Feng!

"I see the lord, may the lord live forever!" Murong Feng quickly knelt down and said.

This man looks a little thin, his face is pale, his hands are slender, his eyes are bright, and his eyes are indeed dragon eyes. I don't know how many people can be fascinated by this appearance alone! This man is Jiang Xiuqing, the ghost king behind the shadow mountain!

"How's it going?" Jiang Xiu said lightly.

"Lord, that Zhang Xuan is extremely powerful, and the internal servants of more than a dozen imperial city departments are also very powerful!" Murong Feng said.

"Hmm! Don't I know?" Jiang Xiuqing said, "Is the plan going well?"

"Lord!" Murong Feng said, "It's going well, but--"

"What?" Jiang Xiuqing asked.

"Eight-8,000 ghost soldiers have now lost half, and now there are only more than 4,000 left!" Murong Feng said tremblingly.

"That's all!" Jiang Xiuqing sighed: "The remaining 4,000 is not bad. Has that Ji Taixu brought it?"

"Bring it! This thief is just a natural disaster, but the means are strong, and he will interrupt the minister's guns!" Murong Feng whispered that whether Murong Feng said it or not, this matter will still be known by Jiang Xiuqing sooner or later. It's better to say it yourself than waiting for Jiang Xiuqing to ask!

"Oh?" Jiang Xiuqing's tone revealed a sense of play: "This son is really not a mortal!"

"Lord!" Murong Feng said, "Although Ji Taixu, a little thief, has some means to break the sky, he is just a person who broke the sky. No matter how high and strange the means are, it can't be compared with the second catastrophe. Is there any secret about this guy? Why are the Lord and the Pure Land Lord anxious to want this person?

"Ha ha!" Jiang Xiuqing said, "There are only three people in the world who are interested in this child. Do you know who they are?"

"I'm stupid, I don't know!" Murong Feng said.

"Only widows, the Pure Land Master and the Great Wei Emperor Zhou Ji are interested in this in the world! Maybe Da Danyu Maoton in the north also wants to see this son!"

"Why is this?" Murong Feng said, "The lord's words are even more unfathomable!"

"Why don't you need to know? You just need to remember to bring Ji Taixu to the widow without damage, and never let the people in the Pure Land Church know! If something goes wrong, hum! There are still a few yuan gods missing in my widow's magic weapon!" Jiang Xiu said in a clear voice.

"Yes, I understand!" Murong Feng complained in his heart. It turned out that he had caught a grandfather and went back!