His will to fight was completely gone, his fighting spirit was gone, and his whole body was limp and weak. He even developed a feeling of admiration and affection for the flame.
Wu Tie and all the Wu family boys were shocked. Looking at Feng Entropy who was laughing wildly, Wu Tie let out a long roar, and the five-colored divine light rushed up behind him, then he swiped downwards, brushing all the brothers in, and then turned around Just leave.
Pangu's true body, which is nearly 40,000 feet tall, is like an ice sculpture encountering the sun, shrinking little by little under the illumination of the fire.
The majestic magic power in his body melted away bit by bit.
Wu Tie transformed into a torrent of light and flew far to the west. Then he turned around, glanced at Feng Entropy in shock and anger, and then looked at the lotus guarded by one hundred thousand Red Lotus Temple disciples.
"Master Qingfeng... we all fly away when disaster strikes. Just wish yourself good luck!"
After saying that, Wu Tie activated the escape light and fled away as fast as possible, with no intention of staying to help Qingfeng escape.
Although Qingfeng always seemed to be full of goodwill, and even because of Qingfeng, Wu Tie temporarily forced back the disciples of Red Lotus Temple and White Lotus Palace, and even gained a lot of benefits.
But Wu Tie, who was also one of the three divine sects protecting the country in the Sui Dynasty, did not believe that the Green Lotus Temple was really just a green lotus flower emerging from the water, so spotless, so clear and pure.
If Qinglian Temple is really aloof from the world, why did they send Qingfeng out to make waves
Therefore, Wu Tie ran very fast without worrying about Qingfeng's safety.
If the Smiling Buddha can clear up the breeze... Haha, Wu Tie is even in the mood to sing loudly.
Of course, Wu Tie couldn't be in such a good mood. The disciples of the White Lotus Palace committed suicide by a strange method, and hundreds of elites were wiped out. Pei Feng fell into the hands of Bailian Palace and is now being held captive in Sui Dynasty.
Thinking of Pei Feng, Wu Tie's heart beat violently.
While flying at full speed to the west, Wu Tie suddenly got excited. He suddenly grabbed the sea below with his right hand. A back armor with a radius of a thousand feet crushed the extremely old turtle and screamed strangely before being caught by Wu Tie. sea surface.
With a flick of his right hand and a finger, an oval-shaped piece cracked off the old turtle's shell, about ten feet in diameter, which happened to be the small piece in the middle of the old turtle's shell. Wu Tie flicked his right hand, and the old turtle screamed and fell into the sea water. He hurriedly slid his four legs and dived into the deep sea, not daring to show his head.
A stream of blood spurted out from Wu Tie's fingertips, turning into large sheets of blood inflammation and falling on the cracked tortoise shell. The blood flames burned fiercely, making the tortoise shells smell fragrant and making crackling sounds.
Squinting his eyes and glancing at the cracks on the tortoise shell, Wu Tielang laughed and rushed towards the Fuxi Divine Capital.
"Ha, I was just worried that I couldn't find the rightful owner. I didn't expect that you guys are here!"
With an idea, Wu Tie used the secret technique of tortoise shell divination taught by the Wu clan. Wu Tie was surprised to find that one of the most direct sources of Pei Feng's abduction had actually come to his own territory and was accompanying the capital on the ground of the current Fuxi Kingdom. nearby.
Wu Tie raised his head to the sky and roared, his body returned to the perfect golden body state of 1.6 feet, and his body suddenly rushed forward. With a 'boom', a huge hole opened in the void. Wu Tie directly violently broke through the void. Teleported forward.
On the sea, the huge lotus with the magical power of the Smiling Buddha exploded with a bang. The broken lotus petals were like gold, silver, and agate, spitting out auspicious light and flying around, hitting the great monk of Honglian Temple below. Their heads were pounding.
A sound of Buddha's name came, and the Smiling Buddha riding on the back of a big turtle appeared with a smile on his face.
He clasped his hands together, smiled and nodded slowly to the tall figure in front of him: "Pangu's true form, "Pangu Sutra"... is indeed amazing, amazing... Nephew Qingfeng, I never expected that your cultivation has reached such an extent."
Qingfeng, who was ten thousand feet high, was bleeding from its seven orifices. A black and yellow hanging above his head was spitting out billowing black and yellow air, turning into a beam of light to protect his whole body, and he was breathing heavily.
"Shameless old thief Bald, you have to wait for today's matter." Qingfeng wiped the blood that was constantly seeping out of his mouth, turned around and flew in the direction where Wu Tie left: "Waiting for Master Dao, I will become Qinglian." Temple Master, sooner or later you will bring the Green Lotus Temple to the full gate and break the gate of your Red Lotus Temple."
The Smiling Buddha smiled even brighter.
"If you, nephew Qingfeng, still have such thoughts, I'm afraid you will never be able to become the master of Qinglian Temple in this life."
The Laughing Buddha smiled faintly and said: "Qinglian Temple, Red Lotus Temple, and White Lotus Palace, the three divine sects are connected with each other. It is absolutely impossible for a real conflict to break out. Therefore, even if the young monk bullies you, you Qinglian Temple... Well, at most, a few old and ungrateful people can come out and bully the disciples of the young monk, but you don’t have to worry about them causing trouble to the young monk.”
"Hehe, hehe, this is the bottom line and tacit understanding of the Three Gods Sect, hehe, hehe. If you don't understand this truth, the position of the master of Qinglian Temple will never be with you." The Smiling Buddha shook his head and sighed, and then he His smile changed slightly.
"Are the casualties so heavy?" The Smiling Buddha asked Feng Entropy, who was holding a huge ball of fire.
"I was careless..." Feng Entropy admitted his mistake. Although he is extremely proud and arrogant, once he makes a mistake, he will admit it without hesitation and will never make the same mistake again in the future.
Therefore, wind entropy is an extremely terrible enemy.
He honestly admitted to the Smiling Buddha that he had been negligent and had directly lost more than 400,000 imperial soldiers.
"So, I can only use the flint to drive them away." Feng Entropy said with a smile: "As long as they are of human blood, once the flint comes out, they will be defenseless."
The Smiling Buddha looked thoughtfully in the direction of Fuxi's capital: "But around here, it's not just the flint in your hand, King Yin... Well, did the Sui Dynasty send someone here?"
Feng Entropy also looked in the direction of Fuxi Divine Capital, and his face darkened: "It's no surprise that the boss is here, right? It's strange, there is a fierce fight in the White Lotus Palace, how can Bai Suxin convince the father? "
Feng Entropy said coldly: "Father knows my king's temper. Logically speaking, he would not send anyone to compete with me."
The Smiling Buddha squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Why don't you go and take a look?"
The big turtle under the Smiling Buddha's seat stretched out its neck, poked its head out from the edge of the futon, and said in an extremely sinister manner: "Your Highness, King Yin, why don't we give you an idea? Find an opportunity to kill you. If eldest brother does it, won't you be the only candidate for the throne?"
With a miserable howl and blood splattering, the big turtle's shell was forcefully ripped off by the Smiling Buddha again.
Outside the Fuxi Divine Capital, Wu Tie was hiding behind a thick cloud in the distance.
He looked at the scene outside Fuxi's capital in amazement - millions of Sui Dynasty imperial guards holding rune ropes, tying up piglets, tying up the soldiers of all ethnic groups who were lying on the ground in the mountains and fields, unable to move, and tied them tightly to the ground. The piles are neatly stacked.
Xi Wule, Xi Bubai and other senior Xi clan officials were also sent limply to the bow of a huge flagship ship and placed in front of a throne.
Feng Rong, smiling, stepped on Xi Wule's head.