Nightwatcher

After the indifferent eyes manifested, Qing Qi then outlined the outline of the figure. Suddenly, a strong wind swept over, and the robes fluttered. The image of a Confucian scholar with fluttering sleeves appeared in front of Xu Pingfeng and others.

The souls of Confucian saints and heroes reappeared in the world, and the terrifying coercion descended overwhelmingly, like a landslide, a tsunami, and the sky falling.

Because the distance is too close, three people and one beast are equivalent to facing the gaze of Confucian saints. .

Baidi's limbs trembled uncontrollably, as if he had completely degenerated into a beast, he crawled on his back, bared his teeth, and let out a low growl like a demonstration from his throat.

Xu Pingfeng and Hei Lian retreated again and again, they at the second rank did not dare to be brave at this moment.

Relying on the arrogance of the Vajra Dharma and the defense of the Fudo Mingwang Dharma, Gala Tree Bodhisattva, as the most resistant existence in the first-rank realm, resisted the impact of the waves like a rock.

The Confucian saint's heroic soul took shape, and Jianzheng's eyebrows were split open, and blood flowed continuously.

The physical body began to slide into the abyss of collapse, this is the price that must be paid.

He stepped forward with one step, and stretched out the carving knife in his hand. The first thing he stabbed was Jialuoshu Bodhisattva.

The souls of Confucian saints and heroes behind him made synchronized movements, as if they were the most solid backing for Jianzheng.

The Gala Tree Bodhisattva stood still, his cassock was vigorously encouraged, his muscles swelled, and the thick veins under his skin stood out.

Although he didn't move, the vajra figure behind him stepped forward and stood in front of Gala Tree Bodhisattva.

The carving knife stabbed unhurriedly, as if not afraid of the enemy's escape.

The twelve pairs of arms of Vajra Dharma Apparatus folded forward, and the twenty-four palms clasped together, clamping the Jianzheng and the carving knife in their palms.

But Fudo Mingwang Dharma, sitting cross-legged in the seal, behind the Vajra Dharma, condensed into a circular air shield, covering the Gala Tree Bodhisattva in it.

Suddenly, the twelve pairs of arms of Vajra Buddha began to tremble, as if unable to resist the advance of the carving knife.

"boom!"

The fire ring on the back of Vajra Dharma Xiang's head swelled, shooting up dazzling flames.

The trembling twelve pairs of arms stabilized again.

But at the next moment, first the twenty-four giant palms were cracked, then the arms, and the Vajra Phrases, known for its defense and combat power, collapsed inch by inch.

The energy released from the collapse of the Dharma raged in all directions, breaking away the sea of ​​clouds below, exposing the vast land.

Jianzheng was holding the carving knife, stabbing at the bulging shield of Fudo Ming Wang Dharma as before without any haste.

hum!

Distorted and chaotic energy sputtered from the junction of the light golden gas mask and the carving knife.

A ray of white light approached the prison silently, attacking from behind.

In Baidi's azure vertical pupils, there was only beast-like madness left, without any spirituality.

It suppressed its own spirituality, highlighting the madness rooted in the blood of gods and demons, so as to offset the coercion of Confucian saints.

Crazy descendants of gods and demons will not be afraid.

In addition, although spirituality is suppressed and spells can no longer be used, this does not weaken its combat power. The physique of the descendants of gods and demons is only stronger than martial arts, and their ability to fight in close combat is extremely terrifying.

The supervisor raised his left hand, hit the Confucian crown with a "snap", and said slowly:

"Go back five hundred miles."

The white emperor who opened his fangs and made a pounce, suddenly disappeared the moment he was about to touch the prison, as if he had never existed.

Of course, this is not that Jianzheng has learned the Confucian method of speaking, but is using the power of the Confucian crown to perform Confucian magic.

However, without the control of high-ranking monks of the same system, the power of Confucian Crown is limited, and the White Emperor's rank is extremely high, Jianzheng cannot use the power of Confucian Crown to directly attack it.

Because that was destined to be unable to threaten Baidi.

But the characteristic instinct of Confucianism is not attacking, but the words "fancy show".

After temporarily kicking Baidi out of the battlefield, Jianzheng took another powerful step with a carving knife in his hand.

Fudo Mingwang Faxiang's air mask deflated exaggeratedly.

It's not that Fudo Mingwang is not strong enough, on the contrary, under the blessing of Confucian sages and heroic souls, he can persevere until now. Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva is known as the super-rank, the strongest defense, and he deserves his name.

Xu Pingfeng in the distance opened the kit and grabbed a huge cannon, nine feet high and one foot long barrel.

As a second-rank man, he couldn't face the coercion of Confucian saints at close range. Fortunately, warlocks like long-range attacks the most.

One after another, the formation patterns brightened one after another, and the formations engraved on them began to absorb the surrounding spiritual power, and a fist-sized, white light cluster that was constantly collapsing inwards condensed from the dark muzzle.

Leveraging the power of heaven and earth with formations is the best skill of warlocks.

"boom!"

When it collapsed to the extreme, it exploded, and the muzzle ejected a beam of white light.

Seeing that the beam of light was about to hit Jianzheng, a formation surrounded by clear light suddenly blocked the ballistic path.

The cannonball that could seriously injure a third-rank martial artist hit the formation, and disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

In the next second, a blazing beam of light shot out from the void behind Xu Pingfeng, engulfing him.

The supervisor used the teleportation array to return the shelling to him.

hum!

The void beside Jianzheng trembled, and another beam of light shot out, trying to cover his face.

Xu Pingfeng was not engulfed by the beam of light coming from behind, he reproduced the method of the prisoner, and even punished the prisoner with his own skills.

In this way, the white light kept appearing, disappearing, appearing, and disappearing between the master and the apprentice.

Until Jianzheng sent it to Taoist Hei Lian in the distance, Hei Lian, who had no premonition of a warrior's crisis, was caught off guard, and could only show the immortal Yang God of Taoism, tearing the bombardment to pieces.

At this time, Fudo Mingwang Dharma finally couldn't hold on, the Confucian sage's carving knife pierced the air shield, and in the energy storm of Fudo Mingwang's disintegration, the carving knife touched the forehead of Gala Tree Bodhisattva.

A blue light flashed.

puff! The head of the Bodhisattva Gala tree exploded, and the bones and flesh splattered.

His eight-foot-high body instantly slackened, and he fell on his back weakly, falling straight down towards the vast land.

At the same time, Jianzheng's chest burst out with blood mist, and the power of Confucian saints was destroying his physical body.

Jian Zheng didn't care about the state of his body, nor did he attack Xu Pingfeng and Hei Lian, but turned around and stabbed out the carving knife.

A white shadow passed him by.

Bai Ying turned into Bai Di, rolling around in embarrassment, like a wild dog being kicked away, blood dripping down in the process.

Xu Pingfeng raised his hand, and supported Baidi with a circular formation, removing the impact from it.

"Woo, woo."

The white emperor's blue fierce eyes were full of madness, a deep wound was cut on its abdomen, and its belly was almost ripped open, with the large intestine hanging down.

But it had a heart in its mouth, a well-balanced heart.

Baidi tilted his head slightly, and swallowed his heart without chewing. After a few seconds, the madness in his fierce eyes receded, his spirituality grew, and he regained his sanity.

Bai Di was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he would regain his sanity in advance.

After pondering for a while, he understood something, and looked at the supervisor full of greed.

The prisoner lowered his head slowly, looking at the big hole in his chest, where a heart was missing.

Taking advantage of his illness, Hei Lian shot a fierce light from Hei Lian's eyes, and the Yang God immediately split into four equal parts, and the four Yang Gods had different appearances.

One is as black as ink, with hair like dancing water plants, surrounded by light gauze mist formed by the power of water spirits; the other is red all over, with a mark of flame engraved between the eyebrows, and its hair is a burning flame.

One seems to be composed of air currents, it is not stable, its body sometimes tilts, sometimes elongates, and it will turn into a strong wind at any time.

A body covered in stone armor, with a burly physique, rippling out circles of khaki ripples.

Taoist "earth, wind, water and fire" four major Dharma.

During the period of the second-rank transcending the calamity, the four major dharmas are cultivated. After the second-rank Dharma is completed, the four major dharmas are merged into one, and then the catastrophe is ushered in.

After overcoming the catastrophe, the perfect fit of the dharma and the physical body will be able to achieve the status of a land god.

Hei Lian was originally supposed to be a second-rank great consummation, but Jin Lian left his body, making him an "incomplete body". Not only was there no hope of surviving the catastrophe, but even his combat power dropped by a level.

The four great dharma figures have no spiritual wisdom, and are all manipulated by the black lotus. They can be regarded as puppets, and they are not afraid of the coercion of Confucian saints.

The prisoner was hanging in the storage bag at his waist, and a porcelain bottle flew out of his own initiative, the cork popped open, and a yellow pill flew into his mouth.

In an instant, the flesh and blood in his chest squirmed, and his heart regenerated.

Although a warlock does not have the self-healing ability of a martial artist, a warlock can kryptonite, and carry the elixir of life and death with him.

Waiting for the opportunity, Heilian silently recalled the Faxiang and chose to wait and see.

"You really are the gatekeeper!"

Baidi laughed, the wound on its abdomen could not heal, and the power of the carving knife eroded its vitality.

On the other hand, Jianzheng, after taking the elixir, was like a dying person taking a breath and returning to the peak for a short time.

"Don't move!"

The supervisor raised his hand and flicked the Confucian crown.

This time, the phantom of the Confucian saint also made the same movement.

Baidi's body sank and he froze in place.

Jianzheng took a step forward, unpretentiously stabbing out the Confucian sage carving knife, just like he did to Gala tree just now.

Zizizi, the horns on the top of Baidi's head, one dances with electric arcs, and the other condenses a black light cluster.

The lightning and water spirits meet between the horns, forming an energy group with a dark core and an outer layer of electric light.

The moment the Confucian sage's carving knife stabbed him, Baidi tried his best to regain control of part of his body, raised his head, and gave way to the carving knife with his horns.

Fierce rays of light erupted, and thick electric snakes fluttered like whips.

The power of the water spirit is like a dam that has burst its embankment, rushing in all directions.

The Confucian saint's carving knife advanced layer by layer, breaking through the impact of the two energy storms, and piercing Baidi's head.

"Roar……"

It let out a terrible roar.

Even the descendants of gods and demons cannot resist Confucian saints and heroic souls.

Seeing that Baidi was about to follow in the footsteps of the Gala tree, a scorching sun suddenly rose in the west.

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