"Quick victory."
Seeing this, Fu Tu and the other man immediately became confident. One of them continued to attack Sun Wukong's clone, while the other went straight for the bloody claw.
As Sun Wukong's clone rolled backwards, he had already touched a long stick in his hand. He picked it up and swept it in front of him. The stick immediately made a whistling sound that broke through the air.
Taoist Priest Hei Lian's sword slashed on the stick, making a loud "clang" sound.
The long stick just shook violently but did not break.
Sun Wukong's clone was overjoyed when he saw this. He picked up a long stick, which turned out to be Shen Luo's Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick.
He immediately raised his long stick, forced Taoist Black Lotus back, and took the initiative to attack.
Here, Fu Tu thought he could get the blood-colored claw thorn smoothly, but the moment he stretched out his hand, Lu Huaming, who had just been beaten back, came back and stopped him again.
"You are looking for death." Fu Tu was furious.
He forced himself to suppress his injuries, and stepped on the ground with his legs rooted to the ground, with an earthy yellow halo glowing on his body.
In an instant, the ground beneath him shook rapidly, the dust trembled, and streams of yellow light gathered from the ground, poured into his body, along his arms, and merged into the golden hammer in his hand.
I saw the hammer body suddenly glowing with an earth-yellow light, and waves of law power surrounded it, emitting a terrifying aura.
"Lu Huaming, get out of the way." Gu Hualing saw this scene from afar and immediately reminded loudly.
Lu Huaming glanced at Shen Luo's corpse with a firm look in his eyes, and it was clear that he had no intention of avoiding it at all.
He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, restrained his aura, concentrated all his magic power into the sword in his hand, and took the initiative to attack Fu Tu.
Fu Tu took a step forward, and the momentum of the golden hammer in his hand exploded instantly, as if it was carrying several mountains and smashing down heavily towards Lu Huaming.
Lu Huaming held the sword with both hands and did not use any blocking moves. Instead, he attacked instead of defended. The long sword stabbed out like a dragon emerging from the sea, and a loud dragon roar suddenly erupted from the sword.
An extremely sharp green sword light burst out and collided with the mountain.
The next moment, the green light pierced into the mountain, trying to split the mountain and crack the rocks, but it was consumed before it was halfway through.
The yellow mountain rolled down and finally buried Lu Huaming.
A loud "boom" sound!
With a loud crash, Lu Huaming was smashed into the ground and completely fainted.
Right now, Sun Wukong was restrained, and Bai Xiaotian was completely unable to resist. The difference in Gu Hualing's cultivation was too great, and no one could stop him.
Fu Tu walked towards Shen Luo's rotten corpse, stretched out a hand and picked up the bloody claw thorn on the ground. After a careful inspection, he found that it was indeed one of the source bone magic weapons, and joy appeared in his eyes.
Then, his eyes fell on the Xuanyuan Sword, Minghong Sabre and other treasures, and his heart was filled with joy.
However, the only thing he didn't notice was that underneath Shen Luo's glazed skeleton, there was a Honghuang Tianji Plate, which was a magical treasure that could block the secrets of heaven to a certain extent.
Just as Fu Tu reached out for the Minghong sword, a vast and ancient aura as majestic as the sea suddenly surged out from the Tianji disk under Shen Luo's corpse.