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Chapter 0106 – The Immortal Slashing Flying Knife Reappears, and the Nine-Curved Yellow River Great Array!!!

On this side, Puxian was hit by the male and female double dragons at the same time, and instantly flew out seven or eight miles backwards and came to the sword light of the ten thousand miles of green lotus.

Puxian’s heart was desolate, and he secretly said that my life would rest.

Between the whiskers, the sword light has arrived, and the ashes are gone, and it is close at hand!

Seeing that Na Puxian was about to die under the light of the sword, a flat voice suddenly resounded on the battlefield.

“Please baby turn around!”

Wen Zhong’s heart suddenly jumped.

“Immortal Flying Dao!”

As soon as he turned around, he saw that above the void, a body wrapped in golden flames was hidden in the light of the Buddha.

In front of him, a large red gourd levitated.

Above the gourd, sitting a thing with eyebrows, wings and eyes, was facing Wen Zhong, showing a mad smile.

“Oops!”

Wen Zhong waved his hand to retract the male and female double gongs, crossed his chest, and the phantom shadow of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pool appeared again, and the endless thunder light was wrapped around the double gong, ready to resist

Lu Peng sneered, unmoved, and still went his own way.

Although the male and female are good, they are only weapons after all, and they are not yet in the ranks of magic weapons.

“Just with the two dragon gongs, they also want to block my Immortal Flying Knife, what a joke!”

Of course, Wen Zhong knew that this was definitely not a wise choice.

But as a superb innate spirit treasure, a treasure of the same level as the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pool, the speed of slashing immortal flying knives is too fast.

So fast that he didn’t have time to make any unnecessary movements at all, so fast that he couldn’t summon the body of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pool from the distant Heavenly Court Heavenly Thunder Hall before the Immortal Slashing Knife killed himself!

Waving his hands on his chest was the last defense he could do so far.

Wen Zhong sighed slightly.

After all, they calculated it!

He is not afraid of death, after all, after death, he can also come back from the dead with the help of the true spirit on the list.

It’s just that after the vitality is greatly injured, after all, it takes time to reforge the flesh body and restore cultivation, and in a short period of time, there is no way to participate in the great battle between the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Gate.

“Die!”

Lu Peng sneered.

The Immortal Flying Knife had arrived in front of him, and Wen Zhong had almost foreseen the scene of the double dragon in his hand being cut off by one sword, and he was also beheaded by the Immortal Flying Knife.

“Fall!”

But in the next moment, another light and shadow came first and came in front of him.

A copper coin fluttered lightly on the throwing knife.

“Ding!”

The Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, which was still imposing, seemed to have lost its strength now, and fell softly from the void.

The voice of Xiao Sheng, who was a treasure treasure emperor, also sounded in the ears of this Lei Department Tianzun.

“Wen Zhong, go quickly!”

Facing the land pressure of the late stage of the quasi-saint, Wen Zhong at this time could no longer care about paying attention to the three major masters of the Buddha Sect, sat down and flew with Mo Qilin on all four hooves, and turned Wen Zhong into a cloud of smoke and dust to hide in the 100,000 heavenly soldiers again.

“Hugh go!”

Seeing that the Immortal Cutting Knife was suppressed by the Falling Treasure Money, Lu Peng shouted angrily, and swung out a golden black flame with his backhand, which exploded directly under Xiao Sheng’s feet.

Xiao Sheng was caught off guard and was shot out hundreds of miles!

“Be careful!”

At this time, he didn’t care about his injuries at all, because that Da Ri Rulai had already slapped a palm in Wen Zhong’s direction!

The golden crow flame bloomed brilliantly on Lu Ping’s palm.

Rumble!

A palm fell, slapped on Wen Zhong’s double gong, and the male and female gong trembled violently, and almost broke away.

Wen Zhong kicked his hind legs a few steps, barely standing firm, and the golden crow Yan was already like a maggot with bones, crawling all over his body along the shuanggong.

Endless thunder light converged on his body and condensed into a pair of thunder armor! Letting the golden crow scorch and burn, Wen Zhong had sent it back safe and sound.

“Very good!”

“Very good!”

“It is worthy of being a henchman of the Heavenly Emperor.”

“Tens of thousands of years ago, you were only in the middle of Da Luo, and you were not as good as that blue lion and white elephant, but now you are in the middle of the quasi-saint period, and you are only retreated and not injured by my palm!”

“When the honza catches you, I must dig into your secrets!”

“Hugh!”

The phantom shadow of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pool appeared above Wen Zhong’s head, and the Mo Qilin who sat down roared angrily, and endless thunder converged on Wen Zhong one by one.

Wen Zhong tightened the male and female powers in his hand, and his fighting spirit rose.

“Come again!”

“Huh, haha!”

“I don’t know if I’m alive or dead!”

Riku scoffed.

“After taking my palm, do you think you are qualified to fight me?”

“Wen Zhong, you Thunder Ministry Tianzun, you are a little too naïve!”

“Today, this seat will let you see how big the gap between the middle and the late quasi-saint is!”

“Golden Crow God Wheel!”

“Boom!”

Above the void, a golden divine wheel with a diameter of tens of thousands of zhang suddenly took shape.

Above the wheel, endless flames burn.

With a wave of Lu Ping’s hand, the divine wheel continued to rotate, and the endless tongue of fire frightenedly pounced on Wen Zhong’s body.

“Zhang Yi.”

Facing the golden crow divine wheel that crushed down like a millstone, a sense of powerlessness surged in Wen Zhong’s heart.

Even with the help of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pool, even if he fused with the thunder spirit of the three realms, his strength was only in the middle of the quasi-saint period, and there was still an insurmountable gap between him and the land pressure!

A short collision of one or two can barely support, once the opponent is ruthless, he loses the power to parry!

The three of Spirit Tooth Immortal, Qiu Shou Immortal, and Golden Light Immortal took the opportunity to mobilize the green lotus sword light and rushed straight to the golden wheel above the void, wanting to rescue Wen Zhong.

“But Lu Peng didn’t pay attention to this at all.”

“Hmph, don’t measure yourself.”

Fang Cai also forced the creepy green lotus sword light of the three masters of the Buddha Gate to hit the golden crow divine wheel here, as if a small ant was knocking on the gate of the palace, and it couldn’t set off a single wave.

From the appearance of that green lotus sword light to its annihilation, it only took half a breath, and above that golden crow divine wheel, there was not even a single sound.

“What!”

“Haha! Come with me! ”

Lu Peng smiled casually, and grabbed Wen Zhong’s shoulder.

Right now!

Airplanes!

“The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky!”

The crisp female voice echoed above the battlefield, and the already strong suppression of the battlefield, the proud Da Ri Rulai’s face changed, and he instantly took back the hand he had caught.

With a light tap of the toes in the void, the figure directly crossed the endless, and he was about to retreat into the camp of the Buddha Gate, while raising his eyes to look.

I saw that in the Heavenly Court camp, three clear lights flew out.

“Yunxiao!”

Lu Peng’s face was ugly.

“Are you going to meddle too?”

Behind Yunxiao, the two immortals of Bixiao and Qiongxiao were also listed.

The billowing yellow turbid river rushed into the sky, and suddenly, this void battlefield with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles meandered, and now it had turned into a vast ocean!

The waves were raging, and the three Buddhist masters and Da Ri Rulai didn’t even have time to escape, and they were already caught up in the endless waves.

Riku gritted his teeth.

“The Nine-Curved Yellow River Formation!”