Zhang Xiaozu wanted to stop Wen Buwu, but as soon as his roar came out, he was drowned by a sharp buzzing sound and could not travel far at all. But even if it could reach Wen Buwu's ears, Wen Buwu would definitely not listen to his words and stop.
Under the light of the stars, Wen Buwu's old face was extremely distorted, and bloodshot threads covered his eyeballs like fine spider webs, making him look like a crazy beast.
He held the purple sword tightly with both hands, and his hot eyes were filled with crazy greed and desire. Even though the sharp buzzing sound made his seven orifices spurt blood, and his soul was turbulent and on the verge of collapse, he still refused to let go. It seems that he has made up his mind, either to get this sword, or to collapse and die.
He also searched for treasures below at first, but he searched the compounds of more than a dozen wealthy families and still found nothing. He couldn't help but feel discouraged, but when he glanced across the foggy sky unintentionally, an idea suddenly came to his mind that the treasure might not be on the ground, but might be hidden in the foggy sky.
With this thought in his mind, he immediately jumped into the sky and reached the sky.
In the end, he actually found a treasure, which was the shining purple sword he was holding in his hands at the moment.
The Purple Light Sword was initially hidden in the mist, with the entire blade inserted into the void, pointing to the hilt.
As soon as Wen Buwu's eyes fell on the hilt of the sword, he was immediately deeply attracted by the laws of the great law flowing on it. After just one glance, he could no longer take his eyes away.
He was 110,000 certain in his heart that if he could get this sword and understand the laws of the great path it contained, it would definitely help him take the last half step to ascend to the great road of saints. It is even very possible to go one step further and make him stand out and stand on the top of a saint.
In fact, he could tell at a glance that this sword was the eye of the formation. Once it was pulled out of the void, the eye would be destroyed. Once the eye was destroyed, the formation would collapse immediately. If the formation collapsed, the ancient city would lose its protection. , the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse and be completely buried by the earth.
However, even though he knew that pulling out the sword would have such serious consequences, he did not hesitate to hold the hilt.
In his heart, there was almost nothing more important than visiting the Holy Land.
An ancient city buried deep underground will be destroyed if it is destroyed. What's the important thing?
As for the safety of Zhang Xiaozhu and others, they can only live in their own destiny. He only needs to try his best to protect Wu Man'er's safety. If he really can't protect it, then he can't be blamed.
But he didn't expect that this sword would be so difficult to pull out. He had just pulled out one-third of the sword, and he was already injured by the formation, and even his soul began to become unstable, but he was unwilling to let it go. Besides, he had already pulled out one-third. If If we just stop here, wouldn't we be making wedding clothes for Butcher Zhang and Taoist Tianwu?
If you succeed, you will be successful, if you fail, your soul will be destroyed.
Whether it is success or failure, life or death, let God decide.
Wen Buwu is extremely crazy.
This reminded him of the situation when he got his first opportunity. It was similar to the situation at that time. It was also a life-or-death decision. In the end, he won the bet, and that's how he became today.
Here today, he decided to take another gamble.
He suddenly freed up his left hand, grabbed the void, took out all the spiritual fruits and herbs he got in the deserted village in the valley, and swallowed them one by one.
The light of the stars suddenly became brighter, the counter-surging energy and blood returned to calm, and the turbulent soul gradually stabilized.
"Stop!" Butcher Zhang's roar suddenly sounded, overpowering the sharp buzzing sound, soaring into the sky and reaching Wen Buwu's ears.
Wen Buwu curled his lips and sneered, thinking that Butcher Zhang wanted to snatch the Purple Light Sword from him.
Zhang Butcher's body rose into the sky, and he reached out and grabbed a cold light sword from the void. Holding the sword in both hands, his momentum instantly increased to the extreme, and he slashed at Wen Buwu.
Buzz!
The blade rose more than a hundred feet in the air, and the entire space was distorted by the sword, and even made an overwhelming tearing sound.
Looking at the power of this sword, Zhang Xiaopou was so horrified that he almost forgot the pain in his soul. He felt that this sword would definitely stop Wen Buwu. If it couldn't stop him, I'm afraid no one could stop him.
But a huge black body suddenly jumped up into the sky and broke into Zhang Xiaozu's field of vision. Zhang Xiaozu's hopeful heart suddenly sank.
What jumped up into the sky was an ancient corpse with snake scales that was two to five feet tall. It appeared right in front of where the blade fell, and punched out suddenly.
boom!
The swords and fists collided, roaring like thunder, and the heaven and earth shook.
The knife opened his fist, split open the huge body, and continued to attack Wen Buwu, but the light was much dimmer than before, and the power was not as strong as before.
boom!
But then another huge black body appeared in front, this one
The ancient corpse with snake scales was three feet tall, and it also punched out, blocking the weakened blade.
Zhang Xiaozu clearly saw that the first snake-scale ancient corpse was split in half by the blade and suddenly dispersed, turning into countless black beetles, flying densely all over the sky. Among them are two monsters with double horns on their heads, one eye with vertical pupils on their faces, bodies like giant turtles, and tails with pincers like scorpions.
The eyes of the ancient corpse that Zhang Xiaozu saw were the single vertical pupil eyes on the faces of these two monsters. One of them occupied one eye socket and looked like a pair of eyes.
After these bug monsters flew away, a huge skeleton that was split into two parts was exposed and fell from the air.
Hiss——
The two one-eyed monsters suddenly let out a cry like a poisonous snake spitting messages. The flying black beetles seemed to have received the order and swarmed towards the fallen huge skeleton. Then one by one attached to the skeleton, and soon formed a new one. The bones of the ancient corpse with snake scales, which were split into two pieces, were fitted together in an unknown way.
Only then did Zhang Xiaozu realize that what covered the ancient corpse was not scales at all, but the wings of those black beetles. He finally knew that the rustling sound inside the ancient corpse was originally made by these beetles.
However, Zhang Xiaopou couldn't understand why just some insects attached to the bones could exert such powerful combat power. Only two ancient corpses blocked the extremely powerful knife. Could it be that the beetles flying all over the sky are extremely powerful monsters?
"God helps me!" Wen Buwu secretly rejoiced.
He didn't think about the two ancient corpses that came out of nowhere, or why the two ancient corpses were helping him. He just kept swallowing the spiritual fruit, and the majestic spiritual power had stretched his body into a round shape. The ball is average.
He was ready to swallow all the spiritual fruits and herbs, and then he pulled out the sword with all his strength.
Suddenly, a golden Arhat with a height of more than ten feet appeared in the sky. The golden Buddha light shone in all directions.
boom!
The roof of the main hall behind Zhang Xiaozu suddenly exploded, and an ancient corpse more than four feet high rose into the sky. He stepped in front of the golden Arhat in two steps and slapped it down, smashing the golden Arhat into pieces.
puff!
The great monk spurted blood from his mouth, closed his eyes and passed out.
Qinglian Taoist stepped on the green lotus and rushed into the sky.
