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Chapter 911 Desperate Situation (1)

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    Zhao Shou slammed into the thick black cloud with an unstoppable and inescapable momentum with the soul of a Confucian sage and a hero.

    He and the souls of Confucian saints and heroes were instantly swallowed by black clouds, and the black clouds that almost replaced half of the sky shrank rapidly, gathering towards the center, as if to wrap and refine the souls of Confucian saints and heroes.

    But at the next moment, a ray of clear light burst out from the dark and thick black cloud, and then thousands of beams of light broke through the black cloud. The clear air and the black cloud were mixed and entangled, as if a chemical reaction had occurred, and continuous explosions were produced at high altitude.

    Explosions sounded layer upon layer, shaking the ground. The fleeing civilians crawled on the ground, trembling with their heads in their hands, completely losing their minds, leaving only boundless fear.

    In the face of natural disasters, human fear will swallow up reason and lose thinking.

    But crawling and trembling could not change their fate. Most people died from the shock wave of the explosion, and every "thunder" would set off a terrifying storm, rolling people and things on the surface into the sky.

    Here also includes the army of the walking dead.

    Amidst the series of explosions, the black cloud thinned at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    "Roar!"

    A huge fuzzy face protruded from the black cloud, roaring angrily and deafeningly.

    The army of walking corpses on the ground withered quickly, and streams of blood flowed into the clouds. The black clouds that had become thinner became thick again, with splashes of color.

    "Blood Spirit Art is not allowed here!"

    In the clouds, a thick and deep voice came out.

    The next moment, the blood energy collapsed, and the army of walking corpses stood still.

    "The dead should be buried in peace."

    The deep and deep voice came again.

    An unbelievable scene happened, the barren ground was cracked in cracks, and the army of walking corpses staggered here and there, falling into the cracks, and then the cracks closed. One moment there were thousands of troops, and the next moment it was empty, leaving only  A devastated land.

    At this moment, the tide of corpses swallowed by the cracks in the ground completely disconnected from the witch god.

    Seeing this, the witch god immediately summoned nine fuzzy phantoms, nine first-rank warriors, each of whom was at the pinnacle of martial arts, possessed the power to move mountains and fill seas, and was once invincible in the world.

    Although their real combat power cannot be the same as before, they only retain their physique, strength and aura.

    But Confucian saints are not Confucian saints in life, and there are witches and gods in front of them, with the help of nine first-ranks. When facing other super-ranks, they can be used properly. This is the nine great powers that can change the situation of the battle.

    However, what he met was a Confucian saint.

    At the moment when the nine first-rank warriors were condensed, nine figures also appeared in the sky on the other side.  .

    A sitting cross-legged on a nine-petal lotus platform, with a miniature sun condensed behind his head, is a Buddhist Bodhisattva thousands of years ago.

    One wears a dragon robe and a crown, carries a Fangtian painted halberd on his back, and holds a bronze sword carved with intricate patterns in his hand. This is a certain emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the past.

    One was bare-chested, burly and strong, with a thick snake tail on his lower body, no weapons in his hands, and a pair of eyes as scarlet as snow.

    The other was a completely beast, shaped like a lion, with six heads and a mane of tiny snakes.

    Among the remaining six, three are scholars wearing Confucian robes and Confucian crowns, and one of them is the founder of Yunlu Academy, a first-grade sub-sage.

    There are three more wearing Taoist robes, one with sword energy like a rainbow, one with the power of merit, and one with an illusory figure, as if in another world.

    Confucian saints have also recruited former powerhouses who have a causal relationship with him, and the system is more complex and the methods are more comprehensive.

    As for the method of summoning, of course it is to prostitute the witch god for nothing.

    Confucian students of the sixth grade of Confucianism can quickly learn other people's spells and skills and record them. For scholars, learning ability is the foundation.

    And at the level of Confucian saints, you can 100% reproduce the enemy's spells just by looking at them.

    ? Eighteen formerly strong heroic souls fought in a group, relying on the cooperation of multiple systems, Buddhism played support, Confucianism played control, Dizong cut blessings, monsters and warriors took the lead in taking damage, and Renzong Tianzong played output.

    The heroic souls of the nine warriors summoned by the witch god were quickly strangled.

    "Curse killing spell here!"

    "Dreams are not allowed here!"

    "The power of heaven and earth cannot be summoned here!"

    ""

    Every time you recite it, part of the magic of the witch god will be deprived, and the figure of the Confucian saint will disappear accordingly.  exist

    When the Confucian saint stopped chanting, the witch god lost all his extraordinary abilities. He had no super-grade personality, but he lost the corresponding power and spells.

    Immediately afterwards, the Confucian sage, inevitably distorted, on the verge of disintegration and collapse.

    "boom!"

    Shenshu, who was pounded by twelve pairs of arms again, leaned back, but did not slip back. He abruptly let go of the force that pushed the mountain to break the city, and stretched out his eight arms to grab the Buddha's four pairs of fists.

    Immediately afterwards, Shenshu kicked on the Buddha's chest and forcibly pulled his four pairs of arms off.

    There was a flash of light on the mouth of the bottle of the pharmacist's Dharma image, and the Buddha's arms recovered instantly. Six pairs of arms pressed Shenshu's shoulders and sank suddenly.

    Boom!

    Shenshu was pressed to the ground alive.

    He raised his head and roared deeply at the Buddha.

    The Buddha's face was blurred, he couldn't see his expression, he couldn't see his emotional changes. Like an emotionless war machine, he stretched out his two arms, held down the upper and lower jaws of the dark Dharma figure, and tore them apart forcefully.

    The divinely incomplete head slumped to the ground.

    Then, the Buddha kept the six pairs of arms pressing down, and the remaining six pairs of arms held up high.

    The Dharma Sign of the Great Sun Reincarnation slowly floats in.

    Seeing this, the extraordinary powerhouse of Dafengfang's heart shuddered, and his brows twitched fiercely. Without any hesitation, the three extraordinary swordsmen of the Taoist sect rushed out of the camp and rushed towards Buddha and Shenshu.

    God is invincible, God is there, and he can barely restrain and delay time.

    Once Shenshu is defeated, first of all, he may be taken to the Western Regions by the Buddha for refining, and secondly, the people along the way from Leizhou to the capital will be wiped out in ashes.

    Sure enough, Zhao Shou passed away, and after Da Feng's energy was exhausted, everything took a sudden turn and fell into an irreversible crisis.

    This is the number of days in the dark.

    At this time, Liuli Bodhisattva took Jia Luoshu and Guangxian to block the front of the three supernatural beings.

    In desperation, Daoist Jinlian and Li Miaozhen had no choice but to stop. If they rushed forward, they would surely die.

    Liuli Bodhisattva raised his foot and stepped lightly, and the colorless glazed field expanded instantly, covering not Dafengchaofan, but the path leading to Shenshu and Buddha battlefields, which can effectively block Li Miaozhen and others from casting spells through the air.

    Not only that, Jia Luoshu pinched the print with both hands, solidified the space, and complemented the colorless glazed field and complemented each other.

    On the other side, the "heavy" image of the great solar cycle has floated between the six palms held up by the Buddha.

    The hearts of Li Miaozhen, Jinlian, Asuro, Kou Yangzhou and others were suddenly tightened, and despair rose in everyone's heart.

    There is no help left.

    There is no other way.

    There is no way to break through the blockade of the three Bodhisattvas in a short time.

    The general trend is gone!

    Tianzong.

    Under the memorial archway in Xianshan Mountain, Li Lingsu's forehead had bulging veins, and his cheek muscles bulged. Like a raging lion, he roared:

    "Chaopin devours the Central Plains and replaces the Dao of Heaven. The entire Kyushu will be wiped out. Is it useful to close the mountains? Can the closure of the mountains make Chaopin turn a blind eye?

    "It's all right now, it's useless for you to be born, can you fucking beat the witch god?

    "Go to the fuck's Taishang Wangqing, the human race is gone, what are you still practicing Taishang Wangqing, get the hell out of here, I just don't practice Taishang Wangqing.

    "If you don't do good things, why forget love? Aren't you born and raised by your parents? You all jumped out of rocks? Forget love, what kind of cubs are there.

    "The human sect and the earth sect are all fighting to the death in front, why should our Tian sect be a coward and rank among the three Taoist sects? Are you worthy!"

    Sheng Zihou's face was red and his neck was thick, his voice echoed like thunder in the world.

    His mentality collapsed, even if Tianzun was born, it would be too late, so he broke the jar.

    "Is it true that you are too forgetful, you are not going out of the mountain, are you really forgetful or are you greedy for life and afraid of death?" The Holy Son took a deep breath and roared angrily:

    "Tianzun, sun your mother!!"

    Day your old mother.

    your mom.

    Old motherThe voice echoed over and over again, and then the distortion disappeared

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