The skin of this fist is green, filled with runes that give people a sense of the netherworld. It seems to come from the underworld. At this moment, it is shattered into nothingness. When it comes to the world, it seems that the whole world cannot support it. Therefore, the sky seems to be broken, making the whole world, at this moment, , it seemed that only the huge fist and the horrified, pale-faced and extremely desperate looking man at this moment were left...the horse-faced monk! !
The horse-faced monk's face was distorted, and he waved his hands directly in the hand. Suddenly, a jade pendant penetrated from his heavenly spirit. This jade pendant was like an illusory spirit body, emitting a bright light, and fell instantly after appearing. In front of the horse-faced monk, he suddenly transformed into a jade monument that was a hundred feet in size!
Emit colorful light and block the fist!
After all, the horse-faced monk was the Nascent Soul. Faced with the desperate situation, he struggled and resisted. In the blink of an eye, the vast fist that replaced the sky hit the jade monument directly! !
Although this jade stele is large, it is only relatively speaking. Looking at it from a distance at this moment, the jade stele is not even as good as a needle in front of this fist. It is so fragile that there is no time to reveal cracks visible to the naked eye. Collapse and become ashes! !
In fact, Wang Baole used the power of the underworld weapon in this underworld weapon. Even though the entire underworld weapon has now lost more than 90%, it is after all... a top-grade divine weapon! !
The power of top-grade divine weapons, even if there are only a few of them, is enough to crush the Nascent Soul cultivators! !
Theoretically, if Wang Baole's body is large enough to directly move the underworld weapon, then he can also show such power in the outside world. However, this is obviously impossible, unless the underworld weapon has recovered to a certain extent. It can change its size freely, otherwise, Wang Baole is destined to be able to activate its destructive power only inside this underworld weapon.
At this moment, amid the roar and the collapse of the jade tablet, the horse-faced monk screamed. If it were possible to go back in time, then the horse-faced monk would definitely never come close to Mars. It was actually the underworld weapon in Mars. Give him a An irresistible power!
"Senior, calm down... I... I'm just a little Nascent Soul..." The horse-faced monk's voice trembled. As he begged for mercy, his body retreated faster, and a huge piece of pink cloth appeared outside his body during the seal. This strip of cloth is like a ribbon, surrounding him. It seems to be incompatible with him, but at this moment, the horse-faced monk can't care about anything else. He is unwilling to use this piece of cloth, but it is the best protection he has. Take out the powerful magic weapon.
As the ribbon rotated, bursts of repulsive force emitted, seeming to repel all power, all breath, and all things approaching. At the same time, the horse-faced monk still felt unsafe, so he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a stream of blood. A blood-colored bat formed in front of it. The bat screamed and opened its wings suddenly. Its figure instantly expanded and became dozens of feet in size, causing its wings to become extremely large, with the horse-faced monk as the center. , the bat wings suddenly retracted and enveloped the horse-faced monk.
At the same time, there were dozens of magic weapons of different shapes, all of which were taken out by the horse-faced monk. At this critical moment of life and death, he had already given everything he had, but his begging for mercy never stopped.
But all this was in vain. Almost at the moment when the horse-faced monk retreated, the huge fist collapsed the jade tablet and fell with a majestic force! !
Those dozens of magic weapons collapsed in an instant, and the bloody bat couldn't even make a sound. Both its wings and body seemed to have been wiped away, turning into flesh and blood and dissipating. The colorful ribbons outside the body of the exposed horse-faced monk, even if they were full of With the power of repulsion, it is like a weak woman meeting a strong man several times her weight...
In the blink of an eye, the ribbon bent directly and rolled around the horse-faced monk. A force that crushed everything suddenly broke out. From a distance, it looked like the sky was bombarding the earth. The horse-faced monk could not be seen at all. His figure was All traces of existence become fly ash...
Until a long time later, as the huge fist slowly lifted up, it gradually dissipated, and the flesh and blood turned into souls, falling to the ground and joining the sea, and the bones scattered and piled up into islands!
The first level of the underground world returned to normal... Only the storage bag and the colorful ribbon seemed to be pulled, floating straight to an open place on the sea of souls, and were grabbed by a hand that suddenly stretched out. After settling in, a figure wearing a black robe slowly emerged. This figure had a lamp paddle in front of him and was sitting cross-legged on the boat. At this moment, he silently retracted his raised hand holding the storage bag and other items, lowered his head, and let it go. The lonely boat is slowly moving away on this sea of souls.
As Wang Baole's figure went away, on the third level of the underground world, in the world that filled the city, the leader of the three alien monks, the big man with a centipede on his face, looked at him with an extremely ugly expression. All around.
Different from the other two, although the place where the leader is located is on the third floor underground, it is sealed in an area less than a hundred feet away. At the edge of this area, there is a gray translucent light curtain. No matter how the big man tried, he couldn't open the light curtain and was trapped here!
In fact, he was here when he appeared after being swallowed by the ghost head before. Compared with his two men, this big man with a centipede on his face had more experience and experience. He judged almost instantly This is not a restriction, but an enemy who wants to defeat them one by one. Therefore, by controlling the power emitted by the underworld weapon, it is obvious that his two men should be in danger.
After all, if this unknown opponent dares to take the initiative, he must be quite confident.
"Is it the weapon spirit, or... that damn fat man who is going to be skinned!!" The big man looked gloomy and seemed calm, but in fact, the anxiety in his heart was already like a raging fire, burning his mind, and the sense of life and death crisis was also It was emanating from every inch of flesh and blood in his body, as if every cell in his body was screaming to tell him to leave as soon as possible!
"Separating the three of us shows that the existence behind the scenes is not sure to deal with the three of us at the same time... And based on this analysis, this person's combat power is limited. If it is the fat man, it means that he does not have enough control over the underworld weapon. Or... this underworld weapon is either broken, or its cultivation level cannot support it!" The centipede man squinted his eyes. While analyzing, as he waited, when he realized that no one cared about him for a long time, he It has been determined that his two men are indeed in danger.
"Are you going to deal with me in the end..." There was ferocity in the big man's eyes. He knew very well that there was no point in being timid. At the same time, he could become a star thief with the cultivation level of Nascent Soul, which in itself was related to his decisiveness and fierceness. Great connection.
"Then, I'll just wait!" The big man sneered at the corner of his mouth, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and looked around again as if he was going to die. His spiritual consciousness spread out, checked the surroundings, and after confirming his layout, His heart felt a little calmer.
In fact, after arriving here, when he found that he could not break through the protection, he decisively started making arrangements here. Whether it was the formations he carried or some disposable pills and magic weapons, he set them up like traps. , permeating the Baizhang area.
At this moment, just as he was checking the layout and feeling a little calm in his heart, his expression suddenly moved, as if he heard a murmuring voice coming from the outside world. The voice floated from a distance and gradually became clearer.
"When heaven and earth separate, the cycle of fate ends..."
"If you want to know the cause of the past life, the recipient in this life is..."
"If you want to know the consequences of the next life, whoever did it in this life is..."
Listening to this weird chant-like murmur, the big man's heart couldn't help but beat faster, and even his soul became unstable. His vision was a little blurry. He bit his tongue suddenly in shock, and only recovered from the severe pain, breathing rapidly. Di raised his head and looked outside the protective screen, his eyes contracted. From the reflection in his eyes, he could see that the world outside the protective light curtain became pitch black. At this moment, as the song came, a long river actually appeared! !
The river merges with the night, but it can be seen clearly. Even if you look carefully, you can see that the river is filled with countless souls, just like the soul sea on the first layer of the earth, flowing here and becoming a soul river. !
If it were just the Soul River, it wouldn't make this centipede man's eyes shrink. There is no doubt that in this Soul River... At this moment, there is a black lone boat, slowly approaching!
On the lone boat, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up for the first time. As he raised his right hand, the lamp oar that had always been in front of him also rose and fell into his hand.
"Sure enough, you are just pretending!" The big man Centipede's eyes showed a fierce light, and he shouted, recognizing Wang Baole!
Wang Baole smiled slightly and waved the lamp paddle casually in his hand, imitating the master in his dream, and an erratic voice came out of his mouth.
"Fellow Taoist, it's time to hit the road!"
(End of chapter)