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Chapter 971 Don't let one go

"Huh, what kind of magical power is this?"

The Master of the Stealing Moon raised his eyebrows and said in surprise. He didn't know how many souls Ksitigarbha had saved in hell in his previous life. He was also deeply entangled with resentment and could be suppressed in normal times, but if it exploded, the evil aura would be extremely shocking.

How long has Ksitigarbha stayed in hell?

No one knows it, but after opening up the two aspects of one mind, Ksitigarbha will transform from a compassionate Bodhisattva into a cruel demon.

After solving a Daluo Shixian Queen, Ksitigarbha wanted to steal the Moon Sect Master and fly away, but Daluo Shixian was not that easy to kill. As soon as he left, the Daluo Shixian, who was torn into two halves, quickly recovered, his body was in harmony, but his breath became much weaker.

"Stop him!"

"This guy is really difficult!"

"After all, the crawler is a crawler, and it is impossible to defeat our immortals and gods."

"Hmph! Even we can't win, and we dare to challenge the Lord of the Sect! Seeking death!"

Dozens of Daluo Shixian rushed from different directions, trying to intercept Ksitigarbha. Ksitigarbha roared, and the golden light on his body became even more powerful, making the ghosts dare not approach, but the members of the Stealing Moon Sect were living creatures, so they were naturally not afraid.

Looking at the Ksitigarbha King getting closer and closer, the Thief-Sect Master smiled disdainfully. Although Ksitigarbha King was very amazing, he was only the Daluo Shi Xiandi after all, and he did not enter the saint.

A shocking sound was heard!

Ksitigarbha was bombarded by two Daluo Shixianxians, and the rest of Daluo Shixianxians rushed forward like fish. Their flying speed was so fast that they fell from tens of thousands of meters in the blink of an eye and hit the horizon, causing thousands of feet of rolling dust, and the sound of fighting resounded in all directions.

If there is no accident, the thief-stealing Master does not need to take action at all.

The Thunder Moon Sect is really too strong. Nearly 10,000 powerful people in the Daluo realm and dozens of Daluo Shixian are enough to sweep the entire Xuandang world. Moreover, this is not the full strength of the Thunder Moon Sect.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The Daluo Shixianxians used magical powers frantically, and various magical powers fell like light columns, hitting Ksitigarbha one after another. At this moment, Ksitigarbha supported a layer of light shield with his six arms of Vajra, but the attack was too rapid, causing his legs to bend gradually and he was about to kneel in the ruins.

With Ksitigarbha as the center, the mountains, rivers and the surface within a radius of ten miles were shattered and the soil soared, just like a scene in the end.

"Damn it... If this continues, you will definitely lose..."

Ksitigarbha's teeth gritted his teeth and thought, his eyes glanced at the Huangquan Palace in the distance, where it had been completely destroyed, and the immortals and gods jumped, screaming one after another.

Faced with the Thief of the Moon, the Huangquan Palace had no power to resist.

The strength gap is too huge.

Ksitigarbha was sad in his heart. It seemed that they were going to be wiped out.

At this moment, a black hole was torn in the distance, and then a voice came out: "Those who dare to hurt me are looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, white hair flew out from it and quickly stretched out. In the blink of an eye, it was tens of thousands of meters long, like a big white river spanning the dim sky. Dozens of Daluo Shixian who collectively attacked Ksitigarbha King were swept away before he could react.

It is the whisk of Bodhi Patriarch.

Bodhi Patriarch walked out of the crack in the black space, grabbed the handle of the whisk with his right hand and pulled it hard. Through tens of thousands of meters, the whisk directly threw dozens of Daluo Shixianxian out and threw hundreds of thousands of meters away.

"ah--"

"What is this?"

"Hiss-A super strong man appears!"

"My God! How is that possible!"

This scene made countless ghosts widen their eyes, and even the Thief-stealing Sect Master on the Dharma Boat frowned.

Become a saint!

The Master of the Thief Moon instantly judged the cultivation level of Bodhi Patriarch, which was still the lowest level guess.

Bodhi Patriarch waved the whisk again and swept away the Yueshi sects who attacked the Huangquan Palace in the distance.

The same casual sweep threw the church members hundreds of thousands of meters away and disappeared into the sky.

Extremely domineering!

As soon as he appeared, he threw all the parties of the Thieves' Moon Sect away.

Qin Jun and Emperor Yao also walked out of the crack in the space. Looking at the huge magic boat, both of them were moved.

How high is this level of magic ship?

I'm afraid it has surpassed the limitations of the magic ship, this is the magic weapon!

Ksitigarbha's expression relaxed, and he knelt down weakly in the ruins, covered in sweat, his hands were still trembling, and resisting the attacks of dozens of Daluo Shixianxian was indeed difficult for him.

He turned around and looked at the figures of Qin Jun and the other two, smiled on his face, and murmured: "It's finally here."

When Qin Jun and Bodhi Patriarch arrived, he felt inexplicably safe, as if they were there, and they were not afraid of the sky falling.

Bodhi Patriarch relies on his strong strength to suppress everything.

Qin Jun is their spiritual bone. He is in the most dangerous situation. Even if he is protected by many strong people, the enemy will always want to kill him first. But he is never afraid and can remain strong no matter who he faces. The spiritual encouragement he brings to his subordinates is indescribable.

"Taoyue Sect? You really think you have a long life!"

Qin Jun looked at the huge Dharma ship high above and cursed: "Today I want you to go without going back, Bodhi, don't let anyone go!"

"good!"

The Bodhi Patriarch responded, and after saying that, he rushed towards the Thief of the Moon. His speed was so fast that he tore the air and jumped ten thousand meters in one step, and he would hit the huge Dharma ship in just five steps.

"Arrogant!"

The Zun of the Stealing Moon Sect was angry by Qin Jun's scolding. He immediately raised his hand to condense a black sword, which was ten thousand feet long, as if he was about to pierce the sky.

As soon as this knife appeared, the endless evil energy caused the temperature in the entire underworld to drop by several points.

The Bodhi Patriarch had no expression on his face, waved his sleeves with his left hand, and countless golden lotus attacked like a torrent, faster than the swordsman of the Thief-Sected Master.

The Thief Moon Sect Master was moved, and before he could react, the golden lotus torrent hit the black sword in his hand. The black sword condensed by magic power was swept away and rushed straight into the sky. The Thief Moon Sect Master was also lifted by this force and took several steps back one after another, crashing through the wall behind him, shaking the building.

The torrent of golden lotus illuminates the heaven and earth, piercing the rolling sea of ​​clouds, with a diameter of thousands of meters and still expanding, as if the sky had broken a big hole, which was extremely spectacular.

Bodhi Patriarch appeared in the corridor instantly, looking at the terrified face of the moon-stealing master in the house, his face was cold and his eyes were full of chill.

"Who are you?"

The Zun of the Stealing Moon gritted his teeth and asked, his heart full of horror. Although it was only a fight, the power of the Bodhi Patriarch made him frightened.

This is definitely a terrifying existence that transcends the holy realm!

Has it reached the height of the Immortal Lord?

When the thought of this, the Thief-Sected Sect Master trembled slightly. If the immortal gods in the ancient fairy world saw his appearance, they would definitely be shocked.

Is the monk who is not afraid of the heavens and the earth also afraid of the moon?

"Even if you know, it's useless."

Bodhi Patriarch snorted coldly, and after that, he stepped into the house.
Chapter completed!
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