The man is the leader of the Saints Organization, the famous Holy Lord who has a terrifying record of killing the Nine-step Monster King.
He slowly raised the sacred instrument in his hand. It was a silver cross. It didn't look rare. But when the sacred pattern on it glowed, an astonishing scene appeared. Nine white lights shot out, and it actually appeared. For nine different utensils.
Paladin Sword, Temple Hammer, Holy Axe, Holy Judgment Spear...
Nine items surrounded the Holy Lord, forming a semi-circular arc, bursting out with unimaginable power, making people almost afraid to look directly at it.
The nine-step king of the Saints organization spoke.
"The relics of the gods are things that should not appear in the world. Both sin and punishment will befall you!"
After saying this, all nine holy objects erupted with incomparable blazing light, and one by one they fell towards the blood-colored barrier. Amidst the terrifying roar, cracks finally appeared in the blood-colored barrier. When the last holy ax fell, Totally broken.
At this time, another one of the five figures moved.
It was a young man who looked to be eleven or twelve years old. There were a large number of talismans floating around his body. He was carrying a large jar in one hand, which contained something red, a bit like cinnabar. There was a small bag hanging on his waist, filled with blanks. yellow paper.
As soon as he appeared, Zhang Jiu, the first disciple of Fu Sect, shouted excitedly.
"I've met the second master!"
It can be seen that this person is a master of Fumen, and his position in this sect is very high, probably second only to the leader.
"Haha, if you dare to hurt my Fumen disciples, you are seeking death!"
The young man does not have as much sense of justice as the two official leaders, and his position is very simple. He is here to protect his shortcomings.
When he heard this, Zhang Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth.
He wanted to say that this weird bloody man didn't hurt me, but someone else hurt me.
But when his eyes fell on the Samsara King who said nothing, but his aura was obviously better than the other four nine-step masters, Zhang Jiu couldn't help but shiver again, retracted his neck, and lowered himself as much as possible sense of presence.
The fear of the Samsara King is an almost instinctive reaction of every strong man who has a grudge against Kyushu.
Although Zhang Jiu joined the Fumen and gained a lot of confidence to dare to be arrogant in front of the rest of Jiuzhou, he still had to keep his tail between his legs in front of the King of Samsara.
At this time, the great elder of Fumen also took action. Nine yellow talismans were lined up in a row, and with a wave of his hand, they all hit the bloody man.
The other party raised his head and smiled strangely at the nine-step kings, as if he was responding to the words of the Pope and the Holy Lord.
"Relics of the gods, do you think I'm that kind of pickled thing? Ridiculous!"
"But it's okay, you are a bunch of idiots. If I am really a relic of a god, you can still get a bargain today. It's a pity. Time is like a knife. There are very few people who know me in this world."
"Blood evil!" It shouted violently, waved its hand, and a large ball of bright red energy crashed into the nine yellow talismans.
At this time, the talisman exploded, and a small sun-like fireball rose on the spot, as red as blood. The terrifying high temperature melted the earth, and even the surface of the Valley of the Spirits began to crack.
"I'll go! What kind of power is this?"
"Retreat quickly!"
"The strong man of Fumen is so terrifying!"
"It's amazing..."
A strong man quickly retreated to a distance, and Jiang Chen, Jiuzhou and others also came behind the Samsara King and watched the terrifying battle at the level of the Nine-Step King from a distance.
Around the little sun inspired by the nine yellow talismans, the space is constantly collapsing and twisting, seemingly unbearable.
But the blood evil force exerted by the bloody man covered it, and it was able to compete with it, one yin and one yang, and they were evenly matched for a while.
At this time, another person took action.
He was a middle-aged man with a broad face and big ears, holding a heavy black iron ruler. He was dressed in simple clothes and had yellow skin. He looked like a farmer farming.
He stared at a bronze ruler on the ground, his face so gloomy that he almost dripped water.
"Did you eat my junior brother?"
"Damn it, what should I say if Master comes back!"
The farmer was very angry. He stepped out with such force that the ground was shaking. The next moment, he shot like a sharp arrow. When he was in front of the bloody man, he held up the black iron ruler and swung it down suddenly.
A trace of gloom flashed across the bloody man's face, and he only had time to raise a hand to stop it.
"puff"
Like a stone hitting tofu, the bloody man was turned into crumbs, and blood splashed all over the farmer's face.
After successfully killing his opponent, the farmer's face did not show any joy. Instead, he became solemn and hurriedly wiped the blood from his face.
But it was already too late. The blood was flowing like life, drilling into his body along his nostrils and eyeballs.
"snort!"
The farmer groaned and made a move that surprised everyone. He waved a black iron ruler and chopped off his own head.
Jiang Chen was stunned by this.
This is the legendary, the crystal is released?
However, the Nine-Step King naturally did not die so easily. After cutting off his head, the farmer's headless body was still moving. He manipulated the black iron ruler to disperse and combine it, turning it into a black iron box, and put his head in it.
Then he kept taking action and slapping on it. Every time he swung it, a terrifying power fluctuation came from inside.
Five thunders, mysterious fire, Gangfeng, soul-eating water...
All kinds of methods, vicious and violent, were applied, and each one was no less than a full-strength blow from an ordinary nine-step king.
"ah!"
The bloody roar could be faintly heard from the black box.
Soon after, the box began to deform, as if it had been violently attacked. The farmer, whose head had grown back, frowned and quickly imposed a restriction on it.
But a moment later, there was a loud noise, and a mass of bloody flesh expanded it.
The bloody man reappeared on the scene, his aura a little sluggish. Taking on the full attack of the two nine-step kings was not as easy as it seemed.
"Haha, someone from the Shenji Sect?"
"Your Tianji may be able to make me suffer some losses!"
Hearing this, the farmer looked shocked.
Because Tianji is a character older than Shenji. He existed in the Daochang era and was one of the ancestors of Shenji Sect.
"The Lord says that unclean things should not exist in the world. If there is, then purify it!"
Fortunately, at this time, the Pope took action again. The scepter symbolizing majesty moved, and a powerful purifying light swept out and hit the bloody man.
Wherever the light swept, the night was "purified" and turned into day, and all the filth on the earth was eliminated.
The farmer took the opportunity to retreat.
The strong man from the Shenji Sect came forward with weapons in hand to fight in close combat, often with contempt when he looked down on his opponent. After knowing that this bloody man was not simple, he also became serious.
Pulling the distance away, he threw the black iron heavy ruler in his hand, which was continuously dispersed and reorganized, and finally turned into a mechanical tiger, filled with powerful power fluctuations, no less than a nine-step king.
This is the unique mechanism puppet technique of the Shenji Sect. It can create a puppet that is equivalent to the user's own strength. In the entire world of strange people in the Daosheng era, this is also a secret technique that defies the heavens.
