The rock clenched the bone drawing and stared at the top of the tower where the Buddha might appear.
laugh
A glimmer of golden light suddenly appeared.
The Buddha's figure first appears, but has not yet solidified.
coming.
The best chance.
Kill him.
The rock had sprung out, and he struck it with a sword.
Regardless of whether you have it or not, chop it first and then talk about it.
Since the figure has appeared, it must be in this position.
See if you can dodge it.
"Amitabha!"
A faint chant of Buddha.
Then the golden light flourished, and it seemed that the opponent was indeed caught off guard.
A sword struck the bone in the rock's hand at lightning speed.
I was really caught off guard by the rock.
Look at the sword, sticking to the opponent's chest.
If it weren't for the Jie Dao blocking it, the Bone Sketch would have already hit him.
But he was too powerful, so he still defended himself.
It's really just a thin line.
"Well, it's still a step too slow!"
Rock sighed, he was already fast enough and worked hard enough, but he was still lagging behind.
This shows how powerful they are.
People have the ability to be the last to arrive first.
withdraw!
Since he missed a hit, it was impossible to hurt him again.
Have to wait for the opportunity!
retreat.
If one attack fails, retreat immediately.
In front of such a strong man, you can't take advantage.
"Ha...is it my turn?"
The old ape in the outside world suddenly found that the golden light on his body was gone.
So excited!
Been waiting for a while.
Immediately rush to the top of the tower.
Just as he raised the big iron bar to smash it, he saw a guy on the opposite side had already smashed down his halberd.
He was kicked out first.
This is boring!
I cursed in my heart, this bastard.
Immediately rub the teeth.
"Okay! Much faster than me."
He blinked his big eyes and looked at Kun Bai08 opposite.
I forgot what I came for.
Full of jealousy.
It's actually faster than me.
I remember that not long ago, you were not as good as me!
It seems that this guy is also a great person!
The old ape had this in mind.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you smash it quickly?"
Kun One Hundred and Eight's Fang Tian Painted Halberd fell down, destroying the glazed ball on the top of the tower.
While retreating, he looked at the old ape, hoping that he would make up for his shortcomings.
He saw clearly.
Although the glass on the top of the tower was smashed, the relics inside were not damaged at all.
In his eyes, only the old ape was right at the moment.
Hurry up behind yourself and do it again.
The relics can definitely be taken care of.
Who knows what this guy is doing so stupidly!
If you don’t understand, you will miss the opportunity!
Sure enough, the monk's spiritual body reappeared, but his sword was pointed downward, resisting something.
He wanted to deal with these people from the outside, but he didn't have time to attack upwards.
Such an opportunity is rare.
What is that silly monkey looking at here?
If there's anything good to see, smash it quickly!
What a great opportunity.
With proper cooperation, the dead monkey might be able to solve the problem if he hits it with a stick.
What is this bastard thinking!
Miss the opportunity!
"Whoa whoa……"
When the old ape came to his senses, the big iron rod he had raised fell down.
It's a pity that it was such a momentary difference.
Not to mention the lack of strength.
The monk had already drawn his knife and raised it.
Even though the sword is very short, it is extremely powerful.
He lifted up the old ape and the big iron rod at once.
Chiliu
Bang bang ding dang.
The old ape's big iron rod flew away from his hand and jumped directly to the bottom of the tower, making a loud noise.
The old ape slid from the top to the bottom of the tower, lying there and looking up.
Suddenly, the old face turned red, his eyes widened, and he jumped up.
I am so angry!
I no longer wanted the big iron rod that I had lost, and another one appeared in my hand.
It seems that there are many iron rods of this kind, and there are many spare ones.
I'm anxious.
Very embarrassing.
So many people are watching!
I can't even take a knife from someone.
The weapons were all thrown away.
Worse than Zhu Daneng.
Shame!
He was fucked off the tower and laid on the ground.
The key is not that his skills are inferior to others, but that he has deserted.
Standing on the eaves, staring at the changes under my feet.
It’s a pity that it’s not my turn!
He was so anxious that he screamed strangely, scratched his ears and cheeks, and jumped up and down, but there was nothing he could do!
I won't be able to take my turn for a while.
Maybe this is the chance.
In short, basically all the top ten heavenly demons took their turn, even the beauties.
However, even if Kun One Hundred and Eight broke the glass.
But don't even think about shaking the relic at the top of the tower.
It's like being inlaid on the top of a tower.
Knife slashed and sword slashed, not a single bit loosened.
Such a thing is essentially a treasure.
Extraordinary things can be moved at will.
It's obviously not possible to just let it go, we can only do our best and find a way.
Just get rid of this relic.
Even if it's smashed, it's still a good thing.
But it's too difficult.
Twelve people took turns to smash it with all their strength, but they couldn't shake it at all.
Instead, he was cut down from the tower by the Buddha's golden body from time to time.
Fortunately, each of the twelve were powerful, and their bodies as demons were already different, so they would not be killed by the Buddha's golden body.
But it’s not easy!
Although the power of that sword is not fatal.
But it was also shocking that all twelve people were weak in energy and blood.
If this continues, it will be difficult to persist for too long.
Kaka
Kun 108 used his Fang Tian Hua Ji to pry the relics.
Fang Tian's painted halberd was bent into a bow, and the relic seemed to be integrated with the top of the tower.
Buzz
The monk's spiritual body appeared again.
It shouldn't be like this.
If it appears too fast, there must be a reason why something goes wrong!
Apparently Kun 108's actions threatened the Soul-Slaying Pagoda, which caused the monk's spiritual body to suddenly appear.
The Jie Dao swung up and struck down with one strike.
Cut it on Fang Tian's painted halberd that was bent into a bow.
Instead of killing Kun Bai08, he killed Fang Tian Hua Ji.
It seemed like he was indeed threatened.
This gave the twelve people hope.
It turns out that there is no need to smash it, just find a way to pry it!
So what are you waiting for? Just keep coming.
"Get out of the way, I'll do it."
Kun 108 thought he had found the trick.
Seeing the golden light disappearing under Zhu Daneng's feet, he actually grabbed it and climbed up himself.
Zhu Daneng was stunned, but did not stop him.
Those who can do more work will take the initiative.
Then let him do it!
It was too late to stop him, someone else had already gone up in his place.
This guy cursed and stood at the corner where Kun 108 was.
He rolled his eyes and stared.
Hold your head and watch Kun 108 perform.
Although he was cussing and cursing, in his heart he still hoped that he could do it.
After all, my little master is trapped.
Boom
A strange noise.
Fang Tian's painted halberd stood straight, buzzing and trembling.
"Hey Hey"
Kun 108 went up and down several times.
People are also jumping up and down on Fang Tian's painted halberd, which shows that he is really working hard.
A square-shaped halberd was twisted and bent.
Watching Fang Tian's painted halberd almost break, he could not pry the relic.
Not believing in evil, he went to pry it again.
Suddenly, there was a brilliant golden light, and the Buddha appeared and slashed him with his sword.
Still aiming the halberd at Fang Tian.
Click
The sword struck directly on Fang Tian's painted halberd.
The huge force shook Fang Tian's painted halberd and threw it up and down again.
Kun 108, who was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly, was also thrown up and down.
puff
Kun One Hundred and Eight spurted out a mouthful of blood.
It happened that the monk's spiritual body disappeared again.
A rain of blood fell.
Without the glass cover, the relic happened to be under the rain of blood.
A rain of blood covered the relics.
Chi
The relics were like burning smoke rising into the sky.
The golden auspicious light and the black evil energy are colliding with each other.
Relics are sacred objects in Buddhism.
Kun 108 is a very special person, with an evil spirit in his body.
Otherwise, he would not be able to become a person that the North Sea Demon Clan would never meet in a thousand years.
This mouthful of blood also carries a hint of evil.
Look at the relic again, there are speckled marks on it.
The smoke was rising, and it was obviously tainted.
And it’s the kind of thing that is mutually reinforcing.
Kun 108's blood actually has the effect of restraining the relics.
It's a pity that there is so little blood like this.
And the effect is not too obvious.
However, it was enough for the moment.
After all, it acted as a bit of restraint.
The golden light on the relic twisted like a burning flame.
Slowly remove the stained relic surface.
It won't take too long and it will return to its original appearance.
Kun Bai08, who fell on the corner of the eaves, leaned on his halberd and crutches, almost unable to stand!
"Dead monkey, it's your turn."
Kun 108 saw the change at the old ape's feet and quickly shouted, fearing that he would miss it again.
Then this time I suffered in vain.
"I know, I see, I'm tired of talking nonsense."
The old ape complained, and the man had already fled.
The big iron rod in his hand whirled around the wheel, and he went down with the rod.
Don't dare to be careless again.
boom
The earth is shaking!
The Soul-Slaying Tower shook wildly.
"It's cracked! Hurry, hit it again, don't give him a chance to recover."
Hongyan saw it and shouted excitedly.
It worked.
It is expected to destroy the Soul-Slaying Tower.
Bang bang bang
The same situation occurred in the Soul Slaughter Tower.
Feng Yinzhe and Shui Sanqi chased Yu Yixiao and Tuo Erye.
They didn't even give them a chance to change their spiritual bodies.
Even the rock has withdrawn its bone drawing, waving both hands together, constantly waving the thunder, not allowing the Soul Slaughter Tower to generate its own thunder.
"Don't stop, tell them not to stop."
The Wind Hermit saw hope and shouted.
Ask the rock to tell people outside not to give the Soul-Slaying Pagoda a chance to recover.
But how could Shi Yan tell others that there was no way to contact them.
"I, I can't tell anyone, how about you try..."
Rock yelled, but he lost the confidence and spoke softer and softer.
Even if these two guys are not in any way, they are here to help him.
It sounds bad just to save myself.
It's really funny, old enemy!
Sooner or later, there will be a battle between old enemies, a fight to the death.
He could actually come to save himself.
But now I have to give face.
"You can't control that much. Just think of a way and tell people outside not to stop."
Feng Yinzhe and Shui Thirty-Seven said almost in unison.
Rock knows that they are not all on the same page.
The reason for this can only mean that everyone understands the situation at hand.
It's so urgent.
"No matter, let's try this trick."
The rock murmured to itself, and suddenly went up again, reaching its head against the wall of the tower.
One hand waved and thunder was printed directly on the tower.
The other hand was hacking and slashing with all its might.
Attract fire.
Create opportunities for people outside.
The tall spiritual monk at the top of the tower was about to reappear in a flash of golden light.
The present will not appear yet.
The power of that sword cannot be underestimated.
Rock suddenly became anxious. If this happened again, he would give himself a knife.
Such a short distance is too much to bear!
Strike first to gain advantage, strike later and suffer disaster!
Find a way to force you until you can't swing that knife.
That's all.
"Death, death."
The rock roared, and the bone stick in his hand was aimed at the spiritual body of the eminent monk that was about to be revealed, stabbing and slashing.
A meal of output.
Click
The bone drawing was overwhelmed and broke on the spot.
"Hey……"
Shi Shi gritted his teeth angrily.
It broke at the critical moment, and he waved his hand with thunder.
No matter what, I have to output a little bit at the end.
Had to withdraw.
