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Chapter 271 Three Buddhas

The Son of Heaven's Divine Weapons and the Heavenly Court's martial arts are both top-notch entities that can strengthen their combat power in a short period of time. However, facing demigods, especially the demigods of the Nine Nether Legion, they are still a little behind.

As Rouge Ma and Dahu Si burst out the Nine Nether Qi one after another, the power from the Great Tribulation quickly covered the entire river.

The Nine Netherworld, the deepest darkness, the energy of the Dragon Tooth Saber and the Spiral Fist of the Ice Soul penetrated into it, and everything disappeared. The two of them looked at each other, and almost at the same time they had the idea of ​​​​running away.

The scimitar in Qian Qizhong's hand was drawn down. In the next moment, a water dragon branched out of the river, swallowed the two of them in one gulp, rushed out to the dim place of Jiuyou mist, collided several times, and finally plunged into the river and disappeared.

not see.

And when Yu Wenba looked back for the last time, he saw two figures still sitting on the dragon boat, floating towards the source of the river.

Creepy!

"Idiot!" Yanzhi Ma angrily took away Jiuyou's energy, not knowing whether he was scolding others or himself.

"A special divine weapon of the Son of Heaven, although rare, is not unseen," Dahu Si raised the corner of his mouth, thoughtfully, curling the black knife on his finger, "I'm just curious, why didn't our friends help, or why didn't our friends help us?

Tell me, why did he become like this?"

"Hiss~"

Yanzhi Ma looked back and took a breath of cold air. He saw that Wu Ming's body was covered in flesh and blood. The two bones were intertwined and fell into the water in a spiral shape. The separated flesh and blood hung on the ribs and shoulder bones, layer by layer.

Layers upon layers, moving with the wind.

Dahu Si came up and took a whiff, showing an intoxicated expression and said: "What a fragrant smell, what a beautiful picture."

The rouge horse's eyes showed disgust, "What is this?"

"You probably forgot how we got in. Since you and I didn't get the inheritance and treasures, it means that this place is not here to attract you and me, so the goal is obvious, him."

"He? He is just a slave in the Eastern Wasteland. Does he have some bloodline that we don't know about?"

"Yes, he is a slave who did not die during the witchcraft ceremony. This is rare."

"Witch Festival, are you saying that this place is related to the God of the East Wilderness?"

The big fox didn't answer, but suddenly stepped forward, licked the flesh, smacked his lips, and showed a sickly smile.

Rouge Ma looked at the opponent's facial features and quickly lost control. His left eye turned around, his right eye was bloodshot, and strips of flesh hung down from his nostrils. He smiled on the left side of his mouth and cried on the other side. A large amount of flesh shreds squeezed out from the gaps between the teeth to wrap each tooth. He was so scared that he retreated several times.

Step forward and subconsciously make a warning gesture.

"Don't be...excited...taste...monk...devil energy...sacrifice...godhead..."

At the moment before his facial features exploded, Dahu Si's palm quickly turned black, mixed with the rich Jiuyou Qi, like a red-hot iron, he pressed it hard on his face, and suddenly there was a 'hissing' sound, and the smoke was burnt.

Anger came out of his face.

Dahu Si let out a scream that sounded like pain and pleasure, and after a long while, he put down his palm with a strange smile, revealing a severely burned face.

"Sooner or later you will kill yourself!" Rouge Ma said in disgust.

"That's the best way to die."

"Have you found anything?"

Dahu Si licked his rotten lips and said, "It's very simple. There is also an Eastern Wasteland Festival here, and it is the most powerful one, very powerful."

"Isn't the God of the East Wilderness the legendary enemy of the Demon King?"

Yan Zhima couldn't understand that she didn't have Yu Wenba's family background, but she could vaguely see that this place was related to the royal family.

"Yeah, what's going on? I can even taste the power of the great calamity, and there's far more than one kind. Once the witch festival is launched, everyone here will be like him."

Dahusi turned his head, looked at the empty dragon boat, and then turned back.

"We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

"How to leave?"

"You will leave just as you came in," Dahu Si smacked his lips and said, "Find those two people, remove their skin cramps, Li Daitao's stiffness, and reverse the witchcraft. They won't live long anyway, so use the waste."



"Didn't they catch up?"

Qian Qizhong kept turning his head and controlled the water to transform into a dragon. This was also one of the abilities of the Dragon Tooth Soldier. Because it was temporarily activated, he needed to control it with all his heart.

But Yu Wenba was a little absent-minded. When he accidentally glanced at it just now, the two figures on the dragon boat looked very much like the two of them.

But how is this possible!!

"Can't reach the shore."

It was not difficult for Qian Qizhong to control the water dragon, because the dragon fang soldiers could automatically generate the vitality of heaven and earth. However, according to the speed of the water dragon, within one stick of incense, it had swam nearly a hundred miles, and the river bank was still a black line in the distance. There is no feeling of being drawn closer.

"It is normal for the Canglan River to be unable to go ashore. Legend has it that when the world was created, the entire Zhongwu was born in the river."

Yu Wenba half guessed and half explained based on his family's inheritance.

"Just change the direction and go to the middle of the river. If this is the illusion of 'creation', then something will be born in the river."

Qian Qizhong changed direction, and after a full hour, a small black spot appeared in the distant river.

"It seems to be a Jiangxin Island?"

"No, that's not right," Qian Qizhong shook his head. He could feel that the Dragon Tooth Soldier was trembling slightly at this moment. It was a very special feeling.

"That's...a dragon spine!!"

A dragon's spine as big as Jiangxinzhou!

"Tens of millions of white jade, ten thousand years of water gold, and meteorite, the finest meteorite!!"

Yu Wenba was dazzled as soon as he saw it. Even the simplest lump of clay was the five-color divine clay that nurtured the acquired five elements. One or two pieces were worth ten thousand gold.

"You should know that these are all fake."

Qian Qizhong looked on coldly, seeing that Yu Wenba seemed to be showing signs of madness, and added.

"But what if this, these, are true..."

"No matter how powerful the illusion is, it is impossible for you to put the treasure of genius here for you to take. Don't be stupid, just try your best to get out of here."

In front of Qian Qizhong's eyes was a mountain forest made of thousand-year-old fine steel.

"This place was fake before, but in the next seven days, these can be real, as long as you can take them away."

"who!?"

A figure fell from the tree, with a shabby piece of cloth wrapped around his waist. He had bronze skin, an unkempt beard, and disheveled hair. He looked like a wild man.

"Me," the man said with a cheerful smile, "my name is Xue Bai, and I have been here for almost two years."



On a sand dune in the sand and gravel hills, Qi Lung's eyes were closed, and a strand of hair had shrunk back following the deduction of Buddhist teachings. It was replaced by a head full of pimples, commonly known as buns. At the same time, his ears were hanging down, his face was like gold paper, and his cheeks were also It is sunken and has a pointed chin, making it look like an eagle and a human.

The practice of Buddhism, plus the karma of the Golden-winged Dapeng bloodline, are being integrated with each other to improve one's own cultivation and comprehend this Buddhist tribulation.

Suddenly, the Qitian Divine Stick was pulled out from the human skin pocket, spinning dozens of times in the air, and inserted into the ground behind it with a 'dong' sound. The golden light on the stick shone like the Bodhi tree behind the ancient Buddha.
Chapter completed!
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