Chapter 4059 The seventh girl has changed

The stone god's face was thin, and his body was constantly changing between stone and flesh. He glanced at Tan Tuo Jizo, who had completely turned into a stone man on the ground, and said: "Imprison him first, and wait until this battle is over.

Slowly refine and kill.”

Behind him, two figures flew out.

The two great stone gods each hold a sacred chain as thick as a wine glass, wrapping around the body, limbs, and soul of Danta Ksitigarbha.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two house-sized fragments of the metal world came through the air and smashed the two stone gods into pieces.

Two divine chains fell to the ground.

The God of Broken Stone looked behind him, his eyes filled with glowing light, but he could not find who had punched the fragments of the metal world.

"Wow!"

The sound of chains sounded.

The God of Rotten Stone looked again at the place where Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha fell to the ground just now, and found that the place was empty.

He laughed in anger and said: "What a powerful escape method. It is silent and makes noises in the east and west. Taoist master, please don't leave. Let's fight."

"Wow!"

The god of rotten stone turned into a pillar of light and disappeared in place.

Zhang Ruochen carried Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha in his hand, stepped on the cliffs, constantly broke through the obstacles of the ancestral order, and rushed to the top of Qing Mountain.

Huangtian is at a critical moment of impacting the realm, and someone must protect it.

Jizo, the jewel, cannot be the opponent of the sick lion and camel, and he needs his rescue.

"Is it so fast? The cultivation level of Tianzun level is just different."

Zhang Ruochen noticed the stone god chasing behind him, and his body stopped at a high speed. The divine flower of life and death erupted from his body, and he struck back with a palm.

The stone god was secretly frightened.

This palm came too suddenly!

Taoist priest Shengsi was driving at a high speed and stopped for an instant, completely violating the rules of speed.

Without giving him any time to react, the palm prints had arrived in front of the Stone God, colliding with the rules, order, and divine light that protected the body.

The Rotten Stone God is extremely confident in his own cultivation. It is impossible for anyone in the same realm to break his defense with one palm.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen's palm was so devastating that it penetrated all the stone god's protective means and landed heavily on his chest.

The flesh and blood on his chest immediately turned into stone.

Then, the body turned into stone.

"This is... Tianqin Palm Technique!"

The God of Stone struck Zhang Ruochen with force and said this sentence in a low voice.

Taoist Priest Shengsi's palm power is very strange, causing his body-protecting rules, order, and divine light to tremble like strings, so he can break it with one palm.

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said: "Yes, this is what Sanyingtian preached to Pindao. The Stone God, without the blessing of the stone army and the Gandharva battle formation, you are no match for Pindao. Don't seek death. Go

Bar!"

The palm force contained in the palm hitting the Stone God's chest was like a bow string being stretched into a full moon, and then the power was released.

The stone god flew out like a meteor, with an endless stream of power coming from his chest. He could not hold his body still and fell down the mountain.

This Tianqin palm technique was naturally not passed down from Sanyingtian to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen already has the ability to understand all kinds of magic with one thought. As long as he sees any magical power, he can use it for his own purposes. As long as he is willing, even the power of the ancestor can be used.

Infinite inaction means nothing is not done.

"Ouch!"

The long roar of the deserted sky spread throughout the Love Mountain.

The black and white divine light of life and death completely enveloped him. He was frantically absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, and even the gray mist outside Qingshan was pulled away.

The three airflows of black, white and gray form an increasingly huge vortex.

The sick lion camel and the jewel Ksitigarbha stopped when they reached the top of the mountain.

"What a wasteland, even the gray mist can be absorbed. This is the power of the Ming Ancestor! Isn't he afraid of curses?"

Sick Lion Tuo sensed the danger and felt that Huang Tian must not be allowed to break through to the Heavenly Level.

"A prairie fire of corpses!"

Corpse energy and rules surged out of the body, creating a boundless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The mountain of corpses is burning, and the sea of ​​blood is as hot as lava.

This move uses the most powerful magical power, hitting the vortex suspended in mid-air, in order to interrupt the process of Huangtian's attack on the Tianzun level.

Baozhu Jizo fled to the dilapidated Qingshan Inn, and fell heavily to the ground with a bang, unable to stop the sick lion at all.

Her whole body was eroded by corpse poison and disease curses, and black blood flowed in her body. Her skin, which was originally as smooth as jade and fatally attractive to men, turned blue and developed corpse spots.

The jewel Ksitigarbha mobilizes the Buddha's energy to circulate throughout the body in order to refine the corpse poison.

However, the disease curse broke out again, making her extremely weak and causing blood to flow from all her orifices.

Meng Huangyou and Meng Twenty-eight, who were hiding in the inn, saw her like this and didn't dare to approach her at all. The corpse poison and disease curse that even the Immortal could not withstand would only make them die faster if they were exposed to it.

"boom!"

The magical power of the sea of ​​corpses in the prairie fire, as soon as it collided with the black and white gray vortex, it exploded and turned into a rain of fire all over the sky.

Huangtian flew out of the chaotic energy storm.

The sick lion camel's pupils suddenly shrank. Feeling the pressure of the divine power of the Heavenly Lord, he immediately mobilized his spiritual energy to inject the Qianjun battle flag. On the flag, ancestral patterns appeared one after another...

"Sick lion camel!"

When Huang Tian shouted this, a Five Finger Mountain handprint had already landed on the sick lion camel.

Before the battle flags of thousands of troops were waved, the sick lion camel vomited corpse blood and flew down the mountain.

"Let him break through!"

This thought flashed through Sick Shitu's mind, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he discovered that Huang Tian was not pursuing him, but was running in the direction of the Underworld Envoy.

What about the Breaking Realm Tianzun level?

As long as he returns to the formation of the Kinnara Corpses and leads the army to climb the mountain, he still has a chance to defeat Huang Tian with the help of his battle formation.

As the master of the ten clans in the hell realm, Sick Shitu is extremely spirited and will never admit defeat.

"Bang!"

The sick lion camel had just fallen halfway up the mountain when it was hit by a bowl-sized stick that swept across and flew out again, causing its body to collide with the cliff wall.

Zhang Ruochen flew to the grotto on the cliff and found the sick lion camel.

First it was Huangtian’s Wuzhishan handprint, and then there was the secret attack from Wangqing’s demon-subduing stick.

The sick lion camel was a little dazed after being beaten. As soon as he stood up and raised the battle flag of a thousand troops, Zhang Ruochen hit him on the left side of the head with a stick and knocked him down.

In this state, who is Zhang Ruochen's opponent?

"puff!"

Zhang Ruochen took out the human-headed banner and thrust his hand into the chest of the sick lion hunchback.

The withering curse contained in the gray eyes of the human head tower was released, constantly eroding the flesh, flesh and soul of the sick lion and camel, and the body was like a dead old tree, rapidly withering.

The withering curse eroded his spiritual will to self-destruct his divine source.

The sick lion camel was nailed to the ground, unable to break through Zhang Ruochen's suppression.

No matter whether he releases corpse poison or disease curse, it will have no effect on Zhang Ruochen.

"My master is the Ancestor of the Underworld. If you kill me, the Ancestor of the Underworld will definitely let you die without a burial place." The sick lion camel grabbed the human head banner with both hands, and his arms burst out with terror that could lift a whole piece of heaven and earth.

The strength wants to pull it out of the chest.

Zhang Ruochen just put one hand on the top of the head in the human head building, and the sick lion camel could only roar in anger.

"Hey, everyone claims to be a disciple of the Underworld Ancestor! In fact, you are just the chess pieces of the Underworld Ancestor, with some use value."

Zhang Ruochen picked up the Qianjun Battle Flag and found that it had no weapon spirit.

There are still ancestral patterns flowing on the flag surface.

It’s the ancestral pattern of the Ming Ancestor!

The sick lion camel can use this flag to quickly kill the Treasure Seal Ksitigarbha. It can be seen that this is definitely an incredible god-killing weapon. It is very likely that, like the human-headed banner, it was the work of the Underworld Ancestor.
To be continued...