"What kind of monster is this horse pedal!!!"

When Rakshasa, who had just caught up, saw the urn, his eyes burst and almost shuddered from the spot.

He is in a soul state now, so he feels much deeper than Zhennantian, and the scenes he sees are even more numerous than Zhennantian!

In his eyes, the urn at this time was an unimaginable giant tomb, with corpses accumulated into mountains, and sea of ​​blood floating on the sea, and countless floating corpses almost filled the entire sea of ​​blood.

In that world, the black sky and blood, there are headless giants, and there are also giant beast corpses broken into two pieces!

The strange corpses are unheard of, boundless!

The scene that almost scared Rakshasa was that the floating corpses actually opened their eyes at the same moment and stretched out their hand to him...

"Damn!!!"

Rakshasa couldn't help but swear, and then he used his most proud escape technique without hesitation, trying his best to escape.

But this time he was facing the urn.

A monstrous weapon that even the first God of War ten thousand years ago was extremely scared and unknown its origin!

How could the little Rakshasa escape?

"Bang!"

The first one to explode was the Five Elements Giant Mountain.

The Five Elements Giant Mountain, which was condensed by Zhennantian with all its strength, was like tofu in front of the urn. With a slight touch, it turned into pieces.

The second one is Zhennantian.

Because he was much closer than Rakshasa, he was the first to be affected.

"No!!!"

Zhen Nantian let out a heart-wrenching scream, like the last moment of the desperate person's unwilling roar.

"Reverse Five Elements Sword Qi!!"

"Reversal of Yin and Yang, reverse life and death, reverse the universe!!"

Zhen Nantian did not hesitate to burn his essence and blood, and even his martial arts cultivation level. In the end, even his life span began to burn!

Fire lights faintly emerged from his body, and he instantly pushed the sword technique of reversing the Five Elements to an extremely terrifying level!

Even the strong man on the sixth level of Martial Master is here, I am afraid he can't catch him!

But the sword that Zhen Nantian tried at all costs was gently pinched by a seemingly weak translucent palm and directly slammed.

And a palm like this, at a glance, hundreds of thousands, endless!

Zhen Nantian's eyes showed fear.

He could not imagine what kind of weapon this was, what kind of terrifying magic weapon it was. He burned everything that even an ordinary palm could not compare to.

If he had known that Zhan Wuque had such a fierce thing, he would have fled thousands of miles away. How could he have left Guiyi Jian Sect to die?!

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world.

Zhen Nantian was instantly grabbed by countless palms, and in an instant, he was dragged into the altar.

Rakshasa was so scared that she trembled all over.

In a vague way, he seemed to be able to hear Zhen Nantian's screams and some kind of chewing sounds of eating.

Even though Rakshasa had extraordinary knowledge, he was frightened at this moment.

"This is definitely a peerless weapon passed down from ancient times. Not to mention the Martial Master, it is unlikely that the Martial Master will survive if he is captured!!"

Thinking of this, Rakshasa tried his best to escape.

But those palms are too many, and they are simply covering the sky and the sun.

The rain suddenly stopped, and the thunder clouds quickly retreated, as if they were afraid of the gray jar.

The heart of Rakshasa is cool.

He had a premonition that he was probably going to fall here today.

I think of him, Rakshasa, who has been in the Jiuzhou for thousands of years, has been glorious and respected.

Later, by coincidence, he joined the Ziyin Sect and practiced the method of corpse refining. His cultivation increased dramatically and he became the leader of the branch sect of the Ziyin Sect in Qingzhou.

If it weren't for the sneak attack by his junior brother and losing his physical body, he might have broken through to the realm of Wuzong.

He has been in Qingzhou and the surrounding eight states for so many years, except for a limited number of people, he does not take the rest seriously. Including Emperor Tang, he dares to use corpse refining techniques to compete for his strengths, but he does not want to fall into the hands of a mere junior Emperor Wu today. It is really a fate.

Countless translucent palms fell in an instant, and at a rapid speed, directly grasping Rakshasa's soul.

Rakshasa did not want to become food in his mouth, so he immediately wanted to explode himself.

But what he never expected was that he could not control his soul!

"Miscalculated!"

Rakshasa smiled bitterly at the corner of her mouth.

The next moment, his palm almost retracted and he was about to be captured back to the altar.

But at this moment, a big hand suddenly blocked the mouth of the altar.

Zhan Wuque's face was solemn, and he spoke with an orderly tone, "Let him go!"

Rakshasa, knowing about the affairs of the Simon Sect is an important clue!

His soul is of great use, and how can he let these evil things in the altar do whatever they want?!

“Buzz!”

The urn trembled slightly, as if the evil thing inside was opposing it.

"Shameless!"

Zhan Wuque will pick up the altar cover and smash the illusory palms.

"Bang!"

All palms burst immediately, and countless screams suddenly sounded in Zhan Wuque's ears, shaking towards the soul in his mind.

The purpose is very obvious, to shatter Zhan Wuque's soul and erase him!

He is worthy of being an evil thing against the will of heaven. Not only does he not obey orders, he also dares to directly kill his master!

"court death!"

Zhan Wuque shouted in his heart.

At this moment, the Buddha's light shone brightly, the star core in the dantian also trembled, the door to hell opened, and the roar of countless evil spirits rang out.

Zhan Wuque's soul transformed into the Black Heaven Buddha, sitting cross-legged on the nine heavens, and countless scriptures appeared on the black Buddha plate behind his head!

The Buddha Hei Tian murmured "The Six Paths of Reincarnation" in his mouth. The path of hell was opened, and a strange scene could be vaguely seen.

A yellow spring is vast, and the flowers on both sides of the other side are blooming!

"boom!"

The three parties exerted force, and the evil voice made a harsh scream, disappearing without a shadow.

The next moment, Zhan Wuque had already covered the cover of the urn.

Before Zhan Wuque could breathe a sigh of relief, Rakshasa rushed over and entered his mind directly from his eyebrows.

"Hahaha, I am indeed in danger of a disaster, and I will definitely have blessings. When I take over the soul of this little beast, will this evil thing against the sky be mine?"

"At that time, the Buddha blocks the Buddha and the god blocks the gods, who can stop me!!"

Rakshasa laughed wildly, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he was immediately on the spot.

Zhan Wuque had just eliminated the evil sound, the Buddha's body had not disappeared, the gates of hell were not closed, and the Buddha's light of Bodhis Son had not dissipated.

The Rakshasa broke through directly in the middle of the three.

He looked up and saw the Buddha of the Black Sky sitting cross-legged above the nine heavens.

His Buddha's body was thousands of feet tall and his aura was extremely terrifying. What frightened Rakshasa the most was that the Buddha's face was exactly the same as Zhan Wuque!

He lowered his head, and under his feet was the gate of hell, layer by layer of hell space, full of sight.

Knife mountain, sea of ​​fire, glacier, thunder prison...

The figures climbing on the Knife Mountain, the screams coming from the sea of ​​fire, the icicles in the endless glaciers, and the thunder prisons, the undead tied to the thunder pillars and constantly bombarded by lightning, all made Rakshasa tremble!

As for his presence, there was a bead that released the infinite Buddha light.

Haoran, holy.

It is hard to imagine that these three can appear at the same time without any conflict.

Rakshasa felt that his whole head was not enough and he was blank.
Chapter completed!