Chapter 457 Impermanent Rebellion

At this moment, Zhuge Ming, Zhuge Wuliang, Mu Yuchen and other fairy children caught up, looking at the poor monks and impermanence from afar.

Zhuge Boliang breathed a sigh of relief. The poor monks have the strength of Tongtian, and it should be more than enough to stop impermanence.

"You can't keep him. I'm going to take him away today!" Wuchang roared loudly, and his hands began to print. The judge's pen and the "Book of Life and Death" were suspended beside him, and the strange breath of death permeated the air. Everyone within a hundred miles felt cold all over.

Some people with poor cultivation have even felt the call of death.

"Boom!"

At this time, a dead breath also broke out inside Qianye City, and the gray breath soared into the sky.

"What! You already know it!" The poor monk's face changed greatly. He didn't care about his impermanence. He turned around and flew to Qianye City and shouted, "Little friend, please help the old monk stop him!" Don't let him call out the thing inside!" With that, the poor monks have disappeared into Qianye City.

"What's going on? What's in Qianye City? Why is the poor city owner so panicked?

"What does Wuchang want to do in Qianye City?" Everyone panicked. Zhuge Fuliang glanced at Zhuge Ming, and the two rushed to Wuchang one after another.

The Zhong Kui sword in Zhuge Ming's hand aroused the light of the sword and swept to impermanence. Zhuge not bright waved the big gourd, and two gold-black " Swastuff" characters flew out of the big gourd and branded them.

"Boom!"

"Life and Death Book" exudes a strange atmosphere, "lalala" unfolds, and thousands of runes are flashing. Wuchang sat in the void, his hands kept changing, and he said something in his mouth.

In the Book of Life and Death, thousands of lights were shot out, and two phantoms unfolded from the Book of Life and Death. The phantoms turned into two impermanent figures, holding a mourning stick, and killing Zhuge Buliang and Zhuge Ming.

"Black and white is impermanent..." Zhuge Buteng was surprised. At this moment, he no longer released yin and yang fire, but manipulated the black gourd to fly up. The golden and black "scorpion" seal around the black gourd flew and blinked to the white impermanence.

Zhuge Ming is fighting with the black impermanence. The ghosts between heaven and earth are gloomy and vast, and the whole sky is rolling with dark clouds. Over the Qianye City, the demon pestle is golden, guarding this ten-thousand-year-old ancient city.

Zhuge Wuliang circled around Bai Wuchang. The black gourd was typed out, and the golden and black "Swade" was printed to Bai Wuchang. He did not dare to compete with Bai Wuchang. After all, his strength is not strong now, and he can only rely on this black gourd to temporarily hold back Bai Wuchang.

The mourning stick in Bai Wuchang's hand knocked down, smashed one of the "Swade" characters, and the mourning stick went straight to the spiritual cover of Zhuge.

Zhuge Fuliang raised the black gourd in his hand and came into direct contact with the mourning stick. With a muffled sound, Bai Wuchang turned over a few heels and flew out. But he didn't seem to have any intelligence or fear, so he killed him desperately again.

Zhuge Ming and Zhuge did not appear and then delayed the impermanence of black and white.

At this moment, the impermanence is still sitting in the void, reciting the mysterious secret text in his mouth. Suddenly, there was a loud noise in Qianye City, and this ten-thousand-year-old ancient city was shaking. Everyone craned their necks to see what was going on in the city.

The ghost roar is sounding, and the magic cloud is rolling. No one catches up, and everyone avoids it from afar.

The evening rain and dust watched for a long time. Finally, she waved her jade hand, and the moon glazed cut to the impermanence. The silver moon machete fell from the sky and rolled into the clouds, which was unstoppable.

"Hum~~"

And the void but strange fluctuations around the impermanence, Yue Liuli actually uploaded it from the impermanence. Impermanence was not hurt at all, just like a transparent person.

"What!" Mu Yuchen was shocked and exclaimed in disbelief.

Moon glaze is the treasure of Xiaoyuezong. It can break the heavens and the earth and destroy the heavens, but at this moment it has lost its function, as if it were cut into the air.

The twilight rain dust waved the moon glass again and cut it several times, but the result was the same.

"Boom!"

At this time, Qianye City was so dead that it was almost submerged in the golden light that fell from the demon pestle. Wuchang sat up and laughed: "Hahahaha, it's done. From now on, I will be proud in the world!!"

In the ten-thousand-year-old ancient city, the poor monk flew to the sky with blood on the corners of his mouth, and was obviously seriously injured. In the dead, a dark shadow came out of it, and his footwork was stiff, like a zombie. Everyone saw it clearly that it was a handsome young man, also wearing a black robe and a black pointed hat on his head, but his eyes were extremely empty and unintelligent.

"Hahahaha!" Wuchang was still laughing wildly, his eyes shining, staring at the zombie-like young man who came towards him.

"That's... The first impermanent corpse!" An old man in the crowd exclaimed.

"The first impermanent corpse has always been suppressed in Qianye City!"

"Worse! I understand that the current impermanence wants to move into the body of the first impermanence!" Gradually, someone has guessed the impermanent intention.

The first impermanent corpse's eyes were empty, walking in the air, like a phantom, unexpectedly passing through the light curtain of the magic pestle over Qianye City in an instant and walking towards impermanence.

"Why don't you stop him with the pestle!" Zhuge Buzuo spread his voice to the impoverished monks.

"The magic pestle has been guarding Qianye City for more than 20,000 years. I can't control it." The poor monk replied, and his face was extremely ugly.

At this time, the black and white impermanence phantom of the war with Zhuge Buliang and Zhuge Ming disappeared. The book of life and death, and the judge's pen flew to the body of the first impermanence and rotated around him.

The body walked to the opposite side of impermanence and stopped, and two faint blue light shot out of his empty eyes. And the impermanent eyes are also full of blue light, beating like two ghost fires. His body trembled violently, and his dry skin glowed a little blue.

"He's going to merge!" The poor monk shouted, and a Buddha seal was hit.

"Hum~~~"

The space around the impermanence fluctuates strangely, and the Buddha's seal is like hitting the air and passing through it. Zhuge Ming cut out a sword, and the sword was also invisible, and he could not attack the impermanent body at all.

"Ah!!!"

Wuchang suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and a touch of blue light between his eyebrows turned into a little man more than a foot long, which was his original spirit. The cyan little man more than a foot long suddenly fell into the heart of the first impermanent corpse.

The next moment, the first impermanent body suddenly rejuvenated. His eyes were not empty and absent, but shot out two substantial blue light, and his body crackled. He slowly raised his arm and died, and the gray death spread around him.

The impermanent original body smiled quickly in the dead air and was decomposed cleanly.

"Life and Death Book", the judge's pen all fell into the hands of this freshman's impermanence. The judge's pen shook and called it a spear. Impermanence stood in the air like a ghost and a god, laughing wildly and said, "To heaven and earth, no one can stop me, hahahaha!"

Everyone showed despair. The new impermanence and the first impermanent body merged into one, and he got a perfect inheritance.

"This is not good. The combination of the two has produced a qualitative change."

"Does he want to reproduce the first impermanent demeanor!"

Everyone was extremely panicked and trembled from their souls.

At this time, Wuchang shook the war spear turned into the judge's pen, pierced the void, and a sharp light ran through and went straight to Zhuge Ming.

"Puff!"

Zhuge Ming's shoulder was penetrated and he flew backwards. And the movements in Wuchang's hand did not stop there. More than a dozen sharp edges stabbed out and flew to Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Blutong shook his body and stood in front of Zhuge Ming. The black gourd swept out an ink light and swept out, like a big black dragon, completely disintegrating the sharpness.

"Hm? It's a good magic weapon." Wuchang sneered, approaching step by step, and the dead breath oppressed him.

The poor monk rushed up, and the Buddha and magic split turned out and went straight to the impermanence. He also made several Buddha seals himself, and a Buddha image appeared behind him.

"If you are seriously injured, you dare to show your ability!" Impermanence was fierce. After integrating with the body of the first impermanence, his cultivation directly soared to a new level. The judge's pen in his hand shook and directly swept out the two splits of the poor monks.

When the poor monk subdued the demon monk's arm before, he had already been hit hard. These days, he has been refining the demon monk's arm and squandered his energy. At present, it is exhausting to prevent the first capricious seal from being broken.

"Retired!"

The impermanence shook the spear, and the poor monk retreated awkwardly and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The impermanent and dead eyes stared at Zhuge Bliang, and two fierce lights shot out. Before, he was almost burned to death by Zhuge Butang. At this moment, his strength has greatly increased. Naturally, the first one who did not forgive was Zhuge Buteng.

"I gave up my plan to refine you into a puppet. I will torture you to death!" Wuchang said coldly and pushed to Zhuge Buliang step by step.

Everyone felt a deep chill, panic, uneasiness, and a lot of emotions. Mu Yuchen's face was complicated. At this moment, she didn't know who to turn to. For Zhuge Xiaoliang, it is naturally difficult to kill him. But in the face of the rise of such a character as impermanence, she is also uneasy.

Only Lu Zihan in the crowd has a trace of pleasure in his heart. No matter what harm impermanence will bring to the three domains, at least now he can watch his enemies die tragically.

The impermanence is approaching step by step, and the dead air is almost drowning Zhuge Buliang in.

Zhuge Ming dragged his tired body and pulled Zhuge Fuliang and said, "Let's go. I'll try my best to hold him."

Zhuge Buliang shook his head: "You can't hold him. This guy's strength is guaranteed to a terrible level.

The dead air submerged like a torrent, and the impermanence came slowly, and the spear pointed straight to Zhuge Wuliang.

But at this time, Zhuge Butang felt that a soul was waking up in his body...