Chapter 1143 Tiger

"Let's take action too."

Senior Brother Zhou spoke in a deep voice.

Although they couldn't die, they couldn't just watch.

"It's time for this body to burn completely."

"We old monsters should have died that day."

Elder Ping's eyes were calm, and Taiyi Xuanguang reshaped the divine sword.

“Live and let live together.”

"Live and die together!"

Wu Rong, who was sitting on the golden lantern, looked at the emperor's case in front of him, divided the ten directions' flags according to the military order, and said loudly: "Masters and uncles, please obey the order!"

call out.

An order flag fell into the hands of Senior Brother Zhou.

Letter to:

"Absolutely!"

Another small flag flew out in front of Ping Chaojing and was caught by him.

Letter to:

"punish!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Several more small flags were sent out.

The boy, Grandma Disha, and the strong man with a broken arm caught it.

Master Chongming Daodao held the small flag, and Lord Jijian also received the flag.

"cut."

"Destroy."

"decline."

"exhaust."

"die."

Light green tail flames fluttered in the corners of Wu Rong's eyes. He was like a divine king sitting in the middle of the army, holding the ghost king's seal and saying boldly: "Please return to your throne, kings!"

"Here!"

Seven into the formation.

All are top three flowers.

On a cloudy day, one can become a prince.

With these seven kings holding command flags, the foundation of the Dutian Ghost King's Killing Formation was completely solid. At this moment, Wu Rong looked calm, with the fighting spirit in his eyes soaring to the sky, and shouted: "Wind, Fire and Thunder!"

Three command flags surged into the courtyard pillars like real dragons.

Dao Jun Gui Bodhisattva caught the thunder order.

Yuan Tong's soul got the fire order.

Wu Rong was in charge of the wind order while guarding!

The Dao Lords who did not attack Tushanjun in the first place were just trying to pick up the slack.

But momentarily.

The Dao Lords who were supposed to be decadent and depleted of pressure actually received blessings with the formation behind them.

Fighting again, they fully realized why these five people could survive despite the civil strife in the Shengxian Sect.

"Is it too late to change now?"

"I don't want to bite a hard nut."

Several people complained secretly.

…

Tu Shanjun's eyes were like cold knives.

Step out barefoot.

The pressure exploded.

Black mysterious light suddenly covered it.

"Although there are means to protect the soul, the evil spirit will still remain."

"boom!"

Tushanjun strode forward.

"kill!"

Everyone took action at the same time, throwing magical powers at no cost.

Instantly.

Submerged Tu Shanjun in the center.

It is still too terrifying for dozens of Dao Lords to take action, that is, to target just one Tushan Lord, otherwise the entire Tianyuan battlefield will be shattered, sunk into starry sky fragments and merged into the Demonic Abyss.

The top ten Dao Lords were even more merciless.

They only regretted that they did not take action earlier.

How could such a monster be allowed to become enlightened and grow?

"die!"

"kill!

"Spirit of the Divine Weapon, today is the day you die."

…

"The true spirit of the devil!"

"Immortal!"

The ghosts and gods roared, calling for the body-protecting true energy.

The hammer spins upside down like the shuttle of a loom, dragging the threads of life and death.

The yin and yang wheel behind him rotated at high speed, crazily destroying the incoming magical powers.

The infinite mystical skills could only be extinguished in front of him.

The road is like a millstone, and the heart is ruthless.

"What?!" King Huanxi was shocked. Now he understood why the five of them, Old Monster Huang, couldn't take down this spirit.

This tyrannical behavior completely wiped out their magical powers.

Three flowers bear three paths, and the three paths echo each other.

This spirit's strength is the strongest even among the top Dao Lords.

"He has become stronger again." Fear flashed in King Xi's eyes. He knew that he would not die, but his heart was still trembling in the face of such a monster.

He has been afraid since he defeated his magic weapon with three hammers.

"No."

The Immortal King clenched his silver teeth tightly, and his crystal lips were pale and bloodless.

"It's not that he's getting stronger, it's that he's exerting the power he should have."

"That's right, we were dealing with him just now who was supported by the magic power of two flowers. Now that Wu Rong and three flowers are gathered together, he can use his power completely without restraint!"

Mr. Xiaoyao Daodao looked strange and said angrily: "Don't try to increase others' ambition and destroy your own prestige."

"Since his immortal body and millstone can withstand most magical powers, we will kill him at close range and smash him to pieces."

"That's right."

"Close combat!"

"Destroy him!"

More than ten Dao Lords quickly changed their strategies.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds, whips, slippers, hammers, axes, axes, golden melons, sickles and moon shovels were used at every opportunity, without giving Tushanjun any chance to breathe.

Phew.

Stab.

Without checking for a moment, dozens of wounds suddenly appeared on Tushanjun’s body.

Some of the marks are deep enough to show bones.

Black jade bones are surrounded by divine light.

"Good opportunity." Mr. Xiaoyao Dao was overjoyed.

Sure enough, he found the weakness of the weapon spirit.

What's the use of relying on Taoism to be powerful? Sanhua carrying the three Taoisms is indeed powerful, but after all, everyone's Taoism is similar. Under the siege of so many people, they will definitely show their flaws and be killed by everyone's magic weapons.

"quick."

"Don't be stunned."

"Kill him!"

Seeing that Tushanjun was injured, Yi Erhua Daojun who lived in the outer group was pleasantly surprised.

This is a battle that will go down in history.

Even if there is no call from the Dao Lords, they will help. No, Erhua's dust path pierced a divine weapon awl and went straight to the chest and heart of the majestic figure.

"The chance to become famous is mine!"

Chen Dao roared and attacked.

The evil ghost blocked left and right, and the nail hammer danced like a windmill, as if he didn't realize the spike at all.

"No!"

The one who shouted was not someone else but Gui Fangyang.

Bang!

Blood splattered.

Bone and flesh broke into large pieces.

It exploded into a pool of red, white, green and black like a watermelon.

The black and red nail hammer dragged over, revealing a pair of immortal eyes emitting malicious intent, and the iron-green face was not the slightest ripple, as if he had stepped on an ant to death.

The yin and yang grinding wheel behind him gathered the remaining flesh and blood and crushed it into evil spirit.

Opening his bloody mouth.

Tu Shanjun swallowed the boundless evil spirit.

Gui Fangyang shook his head.

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He was the first person to fight Tu Shanjun, and he knew the weight of the nail hammer best.

Sanhua Daojun could still chop it hard like a magic weapon.

If Yi Erhua came closer.

It's true: if you touch it, you'll get hurt, if you swing it, you'll die.

One hammer will blow it up!

"Get out!"

"All of you get out!"

Tiexianhou was furious.

He pressed back many Daojuns who were about to rush forward with one palm.

Isn't this sending evil spirit to Tushanjun?

If Tushanjun kills Yierhua, the condensed evil spirit can be used to forge ancestral weapons.

If the ancestral weapons appear, they will be dragged to death.

"Daojun, come close, Yierhua, get out!"

"Get away and release your magic."

There was a lot of scolding.

Dadaojun didn't care about his demeanor at all.

Now is the time to fight desperately, who cares about this.

"No, he got injured to attract us to get close!"

"Return to your position."

"..."

"All of you return to your position."

"Stand the same way you stood just now!"

More than a dozen Dadaojuns quickly took action to organize the formation.

But they were still a little slow. In just a short while, Tushanjun had killed three of the Yierhua Daojuns who rushed in, and the accumulated evil spirit increased a bit.

"Too late!" Tushanjun laughed and chased.

He was afraid that these people would not get close to him and rely on magic to wear down his Taoism and magic power, so he deliberately did not resist with all his strength.

It is easier to attract when you are injured.

Now the formation is in chaos. If you want to readjust it, you have to ask the hammer in his hand if it agrees.

"Killing tactics!"

Cold.

This is the first feeling of the monk who touched the hammer.

It was cold to the bone.

There was no pain, because it was too late.

The moment the hammer touched the body, it exploded.

They were like pieces of red-hot iron.

One hammer down, sparks flew.

Tushanjun was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.

Killing crazily.

One hammer was a pool of mud.

Then the Yin-Yang millstone melted into evil spirit.

He was not quite sure what Yamabu had done to prevent him from extracting his soul.

Or was it that these cultivators did not have souls at all.

But that shouldn't be the case.

He had already smelled the scent of souls.

"I don't want to die!"

Bang!

Another Yihua Daojun became a dead soul under the hammer.

This time.

Tushanjun was shocked.

He said in surprise: "Soul?!"

Wu Rong's face flashed with joy: "A soul has entered the banner!"

"Not good!"

Guifang Yang shouted.

The death of the Daojun was to use the method of transcendence to take away the soul before the soul banner.

Once a cultivator could not bear such a great pressure and stopped using his magical powers, the soul would not be protected by the method of transcendence and would become a slave soul of the Zunhun Banner.

In a panic, the Daojuns finally surrounded Tushanjun again.

"Damn it!"

"Why don't you pinch the spell."

"..."

"If you don't want to go, die in the Zunhun Banner."

The death of Yihua Daojun attracted a lot of curses.

There are always such smart people.

He was told that the Soul-Respecting Banner would capture the soul, but he just wouldn't listen.

He thought his escape technique was invincible and he could escape in the chaos.

But unexpectedly, it ruined their plan.

...

"I understand!"

The black-robed monk Ruzang shouted, "It is the method of salvation that protects the soul."

Wu Rong glanced sideways.

Ruzang said without reservation, "The great sect has a magical power that can lead monks to the Western Paradise."

"The One-Two Flower Daojun will become the guardian of the sect, and the Three Flower Daojun will have the opportunity to sit on the lotus platform and become a bodhisattva."

"So it was the Buddhist sect that stole my soul." Tushan Jun, who was in a desperate situation, sneered.

He was fighting for his life and death, and the Buddhist sect got a large number of guardians and three-flower bodhisattvas without doing anything.

No wonder there was no movement at all.

It turned out that they had already made some moves and snatched food from his bowl.

Tushan Jun's ferocious eyes flew across.

Whoosh.

He raised the hammer and pointed it at everyone.

He grinned and said, "I said none of you were afraid of death, it turns out there is a way out!"

The Daojuns who fought with Elder Heping and others could not help but feel relieved.

The tough guys they thought were tough were already soft persimmons compared to the evil ghost in the heart of the siege.

The inverted Bodhisattva chanted Amitabha.

Glazing at the black-robed monk: "Brother, are you going to betray the great sect?"

The black-robed monk was silent for a while when asked.

The inverted Bodhisattva encouraged: "Amitabha, fellow Taoists, don't be afraid, be careful to recite the supernatural power, you can protect the true spirit from extinction and the soul from injury."

"Anyone who is lucky will be hurt by the evil ghost!"

"As long as we work together, we can kill the demon!"

Gui Fangyang turned his gaze and said loudly: "Demon kings of the Demon Abyss, why don't you take action?"

"We can't take him down with just ten people."

"Don't let him kill anyone again!"