Chapter 961: Self-Explosion!

The mad ape howled, the force was heavy, and the punch of the god was irresistible, completely sealing all the retreats of the Chu River.

The storm howled, roaring the world, and the wind knife swept after the mad ape.

In an instant, Chu He fell into a mortal situation.

The heroic righteousness on his body certainly allowed him to be killed by the Great Bright Sword, but what he used was always the power of the divine soul, and the power of the physical body was extremely weak, and he couldn't stop these two killing moves at all.

The light is still there, except for a few people who can see the scene inside through their divine sense, there is no way to know what is found in the Drunken Immortal Tower.

At this moment, the people in Taimiao City couldn't help but fall into a kind of doubt, and even the powerhouses of the Taimiao Sect who had galloped from all sides from the small shijie were still in doubt.

Fang Cai's rolling demonic qi completely disappeared into nothingness at this moment, and turned into a growing Haoran righteous qi.

The two liliang are originally repulsive forces, how could such a change occur.

In the city, Ye Guming stood behind Feng Tenglong, and the two of them floated in the sky outside the Drunken Immortal Tower, and none of the people around them found it.

"Ancestor, who is he?"

Ye Guming's brows furrowed, looking at Chu He, who was already in a deep killing situation and had no power to fight back, he couldn't help but ask.

When he found Feng Tenglong for instructions, Feng Tenglong told Ye Guming that he was fighting with Feng Qingtian for a brother that Feng Tenglong had just befriended.

There are no superfluous words, just such a brother is enough to directly raise the status of Chu He to an infinite height.

Ye Guming couldn't understand why a monk in the realm of immortals in Chu River would be valued by the ancestor of the Taimiao Sect, and this Chu River was still a wanted criminal in the Bingjia Sect.

"Just watch! Wait a while, you go and pick up the master, let them not move yet, wait, I have something to say to them! ”

Feng Tenglong turned his head and smiled, looked at Ye Guming and said.

In addition to the excitement in his eyes, there was a strong light of desire, which was not a mental desire, but a physical desire, but a light of desire born after seeing something that interested him so much.

……

"Huh? You turned out to be one of the monkeys of Penglai's twelve? …… I didn't expect you to lurk so deeply, I was deceived by you......"

Chu He's brows furrowed, although death shrouded his body, he was still calm, and when Hou Wanshan punched, his eyes noticed the ring on Hou Wanshan's finger, which he would not recognize, it was the symbol ring of Penglai's twelve heads.

Hou Wanshan put it away before, but now he took it out and used the liliang in the ring to completely wipe out the Chu River.

"Great Bright Sword, don't come back soon!"

Chu He sighed, the light on his body flashed, and the soul clone sitting on the throne in the Imperial Palace in the Purple Mansion suddenly stood up, stepped out of the Imperial Palace, walked out of the Purple Mansion, and attacked a golden armor emperor, and caught the violent fist between raising his hand.

Touch!

Immediately after, the Golden Armor Emperor's second punch blasted out, and one punch hit the wind pillar, completely defeating Feng Qingtian's killing blow.

Sou! Sou!

The fist strength did not completely die, but through the attack of the two, it hit the two of them, knocking Feng Qingkong and Hou Wanshan away.

These two punches were not Chu He's own liliang, but his divine soul clone, through the King Kong Immovable Ming King Method, the rolling Haoran righteous qi gathered in his body was bombarded with two punches, which broke the attack of the two.

At this moment, the Haoran Righteousness in Chu He's body has been reduced by at least seven layers, and although the remaining Haoran Righteousness Qi looks vast and strong, it is actually the end of the strong crossbow.

Sou!

When the Great Bright Sword was knocked away in the clear sky, it turned into a streamer of light, flew straight in front of Chu He, and after floating around Chu He's body for two weeks, it was suspended behind Chu He, as if he was a faithful servant.

"The wind is clear, Hou Wanshan! What else do you have to do, just show it! ”

Chu He looked at the two people in front of him and said coldly.

The soul clone turned into light and landed, as if it were a living person, walking forward step by step.

"Stay in the wind and clear the sky, I promise to give your brother an explanation!"

At this time, a voice came into Chu He's ears, and Chu He, who was listening, smiled slightly and looked at Hou Wanshan.

"Hou Wanshan, what is the purpose of your Penglai Twelve?"

Chu He's Divine Soul Clone stepped out and stepped on the chest of Hou Wanshan, who was about to struggle to get up, and then the Divine Soul Clone separated a vast and heavy divine soul power, which directly invaded Hou Wanshan's body, causing Hou Wanshan to stop his movements instantly, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

The wind and clear sky next to him were lying on the ground, with no fighting spirit in his heart, like a wasted person, his eyes were fixed on the roof above his head, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Chu He, this time you have won, but the poison in you has penetrated deep into your blood...... haha！ I have never been afraid of life and death, and since I was defeated by you today, I will not have any resentment......"

Hou Wanshan said calmly, his voice had just fallen, the ring on his finger suddenly flashed, and then an earth-shattering explosion sounded, and a violent wave of qi swept through the entire room, pushing Chu He in front of him out of the Drunken Immortal Mansion at once, and even more so that Chu He's soul instantly cracked, if Chu He didn't collect it in time, I am afraid it would be completely destroyed.

And in the windy sky closest to Hou Wanshan, at the moment when this mass of death power erupted, a phantom appeared in his body, canceling out fifty percent of the explosion power, but still blasting half of his body into pieces.

Syllable!

"You guy, you would ...... in such a way"

Feng Tenglong looked at Chu He who was blown out of the Drunken Immortal Tower, his body moved, and he caught Chu He, and then with a flip of his wrist, a fragrant pill was sent into Chu He's mouth.

Also at this time, the monks of Taimiao City outside the Drunken Immortal Tower worked together to cast a set of formations to block the flames that came out.

Chu He smiled, shook his head and said, "If I had a choice, I would rather investigate alone than let them be so ......"

There was a hint of bitterness in his voice, his brother falling apart, it was not the scene he wanted to see, but his heart hurt today, it really hurt......

Feng Tenglong smiled, sighed and said: "The road of cultivation is long, everyone has fallen into killing for this line of immortal fate, even family affection is difficult to withstand the test under such temptation......"

In the distance, Ye Guming was leading a group of hundreds of masters of the Taimiao Sect to fly towards the place where Feng Tenglong and Chu River were.

"You cultivate within my magic weapon first, and I'll take care of the aftermath for you!"

Feng Tenglong was about to speak, when he suddenly felt something, glanced at Chu He, and said softly.

Immediately afterwards, Chu He's body shook and disappeared into the night sky.

"You little bunnies, you're slow enough!"

As he turned around, the wind dragon walked forward.