Chapter 884 Fear

The strong spiritual power in Jinchuan Lingjin obviously comes from the heart of the god who constantly sprays thin spiritual power.

Hu Jing frowned slightly and turned around and walked out. There were all kinds of semi-magic weapons around, but Hu Jing didn't mean to take them away.

At this moment, a huge basalt stone turtle emerged from the ground out of thin air. This is not a living thing, but a spell puppet formed by the forbidden power of the divine collection. Obviously, it is to prevent Hu Jing from taking away the heart of God.

However, Hu Jing waved her hand gently, and the sword flashed, and the basalt stone turtle turned into a pile of gravel.

Hu Jing sighed. This time she came to take Shenzang, but she didn't get the experience she wanted. It was a little too simple. The challenge along the way was just some magic puppets.

Out of Shenzang, outside, dense, two large arrays, turned their heads towards Hu Jing to suppress.

Hu Jing took a faint look, and it was also the haunting Qianfeng Sect. In the past three years, Hu Jing has received a lot of "treatments" from Qianfeng Sect. Every time, Hu Jing has mercy.

However, it is obvious that mercy is given to kindness and being regarded as weak.

"If you are in a bad mood, disappear from my eyes immediately."

Hu Jing said.

Hahaha...

A burst of laughter sounded from the sky to the earth, and Wen Fengzhong was amused, "Little girl, if you are in a bad mood, come and be the young lady of our peak owner. I promise to make you happy."

"Not bad, not bad!"

In a burst of filth, the two large arrays pressed more tightly to Hu Jing. The large array rotated, and in the roar, the two spiritual powers of the heaven and the earth sealed all Hu Jing's retreats.

At this time, Wentang Temple stood up and said, "If you want not to be tortured, just be obedient, but I prefer women who can struggle, haha."

There was something strange in the eyes of Wentang Temple. His words were deliberately angering Hu Jing. The two large arrays were suppressed, but Hu Jing's expression was extremely calm. An angry enemy was far easier to deal with than a calm enemy. Even the power under rage was better.

Hu Jing just frowned slightly, without a trace of anger on her face. Then, she sighed, "The last chance, I only counted to three."

"Would you like us to count for you?"

Wenfeng has a habitual routine against the enemy. It is the most commonly used means to irritate the opponent first, which also causes Wenfeng's atmosphere to be a little vulgar.

"Three."

Hu Jing directly counted to three, washed the green lotus with her bare hands, and a green lotus rose from Hu Jing's delicate hand. In an instant, it turned into a green lotus sword and cut it off with one sword!

Boom!

Thirty-six people search the sky array, break!

The second sword, waving.

Boom...

Seventy-two evil positions, destroyed!

More than a hundred Wenfeng monks are crooked, and they can't say a dirty word in their mouths.

Wentang Temple's eyes are staring at the boss, what strength, what kind of strength is this!

Two swords will destroy the two large arrays of Wenfeng Zhenfeng!

Horrible!

But...

"Interesting, interesting! Haha, it's really worthy of the woman I've been chasing for three years. Your strength is worth this time.

Wentang Temple suddenly let out a loud laugh, "Waste, get back down and watch me take action."

Hu Jing stretched out her finger and gently rubbed the eyebrows on her forehead. The long sword fell back into her hand and flashed lightly, but disappeared.

Wentang Temple's eyes moved and rushed out without warning. The fate burst out, and tens of thousands of lives formed a mountain directly in front of it.

Wen Feng!

The owner of Wenfeng Peak, with Wenfeng as the icon.

Xu Lejia, who was hidden in the shadow, closed his eyes and did not dare to look at the statue of Wenfeng. Any gaze peeping at the statue of Wenfeng will be sensed by the Wentang Temple. This is Wenfeng's strange power, and his fate is at least more than 70,000.

In the roar, the holy statue of Wenfeng roared down to Hu Jing. Any sight, as long as you look at the holy image, will be locked in a locked position, which can't dodge at all, and can only fight.

Hu Jing watched the statue fall indifferently. Suddenly, her eyes condensed, and in the buzzing sound, the green lotus burst out, and the light of thousands of swords!

When she arrived at the world, Hu Jing was also promoted, and she wanted to become stronger!

"The icon?"

Wentang Temple laughed, "It's useless. My fate is 73,000. Fight the icon with me. You are too young. You obediently hand over the treasures of the gods. Maybe I can consider letting you go."

Hu Jing smiled faintly and said, "Are you guilty?"

If it weren't for the guilty heart, how could you say "s let go"?

Wentang Temple looked a little embarrassed.

Indeed, Hu Jing's resistance made him feel a little tricky! The explosion of the icon was obviously that he had the upper hand, but, inexplicably, his statue of Wenfeng could not be suppressed. Ten thousand swords penetrated and abruptly blocked his icon in the air.

But do you really think he has nothing to do?

"The world turns nine times, communicate with Wenfeng, suppress!"

In the dark, a forbidden force rose from the body of the Wentang Temple to the sky. In an instant, it reflected with the Wenfeng of the distant Qianfeng Sect.

In the moonlight, the Wentang Temple, which communicates with Wenfeng, emits a burning red light, which completely adds the power of Wenfeng.

Wenfeng all the practitioners roared, "Thousands of peaks, Wenfeng is the highest, roar..."

The expression of Wentang Temple became extremely gloomy, "Very good, very good, let me communicate with Wenfeng and use Wenfeng at the end of the year. Although it's just a trace of borrowing, but..."

In the cold laughter, the infinite cruelty is obvious.

However, Hu Jing still just smiled faintly, so that... it was a little funny.

The eyes condensed slightly, and the statue of ten thousand swords in the air suddenly changed into a giant sword. The number of life is only 30,000.

However, this huge sword abruptly carried the statue of Wentang Temple with the background of Wenfeng!

Wentang Temple's face has changed, and it can't be suppressed! It just can't be suppressed!

The corners of the eyes twitch, how is this possible! He has used the origin of Wenfeng, thousands of miles away, in the name of the master of the peak, with the power of the law to communicate with Wenfeng. At this time, his holy statue is not only the outbreak of more than 70,000 lives and the power of skills, but also equivalent to coming Wen Feng here to suppress Hu Jing.

However, it can't be suppressed!

Hu Jing frowned again, and she was also a little surprised... Why did she stop it? There is no room for her subsequent preparation.

I was a little disappointed. I thought it would be a trial battle to inspire her strength, but I didn't expect that just condensing the statue of the sword would block the strongest suppression of the other party.

Wentang Temple saw Hu Jing's expression and disdain it!

That's disdain for his strength!

Roar!

He is a man, a real man. In his eyes, a woman, even a powerful nun, is just a man's plaything. "Go to hell!"

In the roar of Wentang Temple, the statue of Wenfeng suddenly changed, and the original green mountain peak statue became gloomy and horrible in an instant. In the green light, there was a bloody smell of killing.

Suppressing the opponent is far more difficult than killing the opponent.

At this time, completely abandoning the idea of leaving Hu Jing's life to slowly torture, the power of the Wenfeng statue burst out is more than ten times!

Boom...

The giant sword statue condensed by Hu Jing collapsed into thousands of lights. It was suppressed by the statue of Wenfeng and could not return to Hu Jing's body.

Lock the life grid, so that the opponent temporarily loses control of the life grid.

At this time, the statue of Wenfeng did not stop, and continued to press down on Hu Jing, the gloomy mountain, killing everything.

Hu Jing's face finally showed a relieved smile, and finally... the power that could let her exert all her strength appeared.

The icon of Hu Jing...

Giant sword?

No! That's just part of Hu Jing's current icon.

"The dawn is coming."

With a soft murmur, a sea of clouds gushed out from heaven and earth, and a fairy in white appeared in the sea, slowly, holding a fire bottle in her hand.

"Burn the sky and purify the world."

With a whisper, the fairy in white made a magic handprint in one hand, and the fire bottle in the other hand spewed out a pure fire, reflecting the magic seal of the hand.

A pure white charm, burning the fire of the pure world, flew towards the statue of Wenfeng in the air.

"Is there still a statue?"

Wentang Temple was surprised. Unexpectedly, after suppressing the giant sword statue, Hu Jing could even burst out another icon. It seemed that the previous giant sword statue had not used all its strength.

But...Wentang Temple laughed.

Only idiots will not do their best in the duel with the master.

If 30,000 life grids are suppressed, even if there are still life grids left, how many can they be and how strong can they be?

Dead!

Wen Feng turned nine times and continued to press down at Hu Jing with invincible momentum.

A fire charm, facing the power of Wenfeng, is like a bird, trying to stop the landslide.

However...

The moment when the fire charm hit the statue of Wenfeng.

Clean world!

What is a pure world?

Jing, it's just the saying of holy practice. If it is changed to magic practice, it is actually the destruction of the world! Sometimes, purity and destruction are synonymous, just a good sound, a scary one.

Silent, Wen Feng was cleansed!

The whole statue of Wenfeng disappeared.

is a complete disappearance, without any signs, just a flash, and then disappear.

All of a sudden, Wentang Temple seemed to have been emptied with all the power, and a mouthful of black blood spewed out from the corners of his mouth. How could it be!

In a hurry, he shook his hand to play a set of tricks, and his fate returned, but... his icon disappeared!

The formula condensed, but his statue of Wenfeng did not appear. Although his fate was taken back, the Wentang Temple lost his statue forever!

Buzz...

A mouth of Wentang Temple gushed out of black blood again. It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts in my heart, and I lost the icon, just like losing my three souls and six souls.

It was empty. At this time, Wentang Temple looked at Hu Jing again. The original fierceness in his eyes turned into a bone of hatred and fear.

Hu Jing's statue of the goddess of dawn is still flying in the sea of clouds, quietly stopping and standing in the clouds.

"Death, I want you to die!"

Wentang Temple roared.

Wenfeng Zhongxiu no longer roared and stared at Hu Jing's icon. What kind of icon is this?

The human-shaped icon is also extremely rare in the world. Each of them has the breath of God and is extremely powerful. However, such an outrageous icon has never been able to destroy other people's icons. Even in various legends, there has never been such icon.

I'm scared...

Wenfeng Zhongxiu retreated one after another.

The roar of Wentang Temple can't stop them.

Wentang Temple soon understood that he, who lost the icon, actually lost the position of the Lord of Wenfeng Peak, the position of the strong, and the ability to live in the world. In the world, no matter which sect, the strength is the guarantee of identity.

"Wance of abandon me? Hahaha, good, good, good, very good! Do you think I'm done like this? No! Don't forget, I'm still the master of Wenfeng, Wenfeng is me, I'm Wenfeng, the method of secret cultivation, a thousand-year long scroll, the endless, the peak of the world, now! Now! Now! Now! Now!"

Wentang Temple made the craziest hoarse roar.

Hu Jing just watched quietly, with the sea of clouds floating and the dawn of white clothes. She was afraid that the last strength of the other party was not strong enough.

Since she came to the Great Thousand Realm, she has tried all kinds of practice methods, no longer limited, and her statue of the Dawn Goddess really exerted her power when she arrived at the Great Thousand Realm, but it is always a little worse than the true meaning and needs a stronger opponent!

Hu Jing is worried. In fact, the biggest worry is not the sects of the world, but... Ming people!

The growth of the Ming people made her feel afraid as the head of the holy church. Hu Jing knew that it was not only the holy church that was stimulated by Wang Meng's response, but perhaps the biggest one was... Mingren!

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