This monstrous Buddha palm was pressed down at this moment, as if it was going to crush Yang Mucheng to life!

Rumble!

With a slash of the palm, the earth-shattering power swept in.

Even, the entire earth was frantically sunken down at this moment, and at this moment, a terrifying palm print with a radius of hundreds of zhang was revealed. And at this moment, from Yuan Hua's gaze suddenly became empty and arrogant, it seemed that in his eyes, Yang Mucheng had become a monster that could be crushed by him!

"It's over, Old Devil Yang!"

Yuan Hua's voice came slowly, accompanied by the mighty sound, as if falling from the nine heavens.

"Really?"

Yang Mucheng stretched his body and released the Ancient Heaven Swallowing Technique.

This moment.

His whole person seemed to have become the center of heaven and earth, and the infinite aura was surging towards his body in an astonishing manner. As this huge aura entered his body, the demonic qi on his body suddenly churned.

The demonic qi that had already been integrated into the body was churning up at this moment, and instantly turned into a monstrous demon shadow that was against the Buddha. The shadow of chaos and nothingness, except for the pair of crimson eyes, seemed to shine from the blood river under the Nine Netherworlds.

This moment.

The sky above the valley seemed to be split in half.

Half of it is the light of the Buddha.

Half of it was a monstrous demonic flame.

And now.

Yang Mucheng is going to use this demonic flame to kill this god and Buddha in the sky!

Rumble!

The surging killing sword intent surged out of his body and swept away. Facing the monstrous Buddha who was frantically suppressed, Yang Mucheng also slowly waved his palm. And the demon god behind him also slowly raised his palm with his movements.

At this moment, the monstrous demonic qi seemed to have found an outlet, and suddenly rushed towards the Buddha's palm like a flood bursting the embankment.

"Bang!"

The Buddha and the demons are fierce, and the heavens and the earth tremble.

A circular wave of wind and waves swept along the bodies of the two people, like a monstrous wave sweeping the heavens and the earth. This wind and waves flew sand and rocks, and everywhere they passed, everything was completely destroyed. It also slapped heavily on the valley, only to hear a 'click', and the huge valley collapsed in an instant.

The frightened crowd fled frantically.

This battle has exceeded everyone's imagination, and everyone is stunned to look at this competing Buddha and demon!

Buddha wants to crush demons!

The devil wants to slay the Buddha!

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are still eclipsed, as if they have completely collapsed.

"Bang!"

I heard a muffled sound.

In mid-air, Yuan Hua's body trembled, and shot backwards under the bombardment of this force. And the Buddha light and Buddha behind him also flickered slightly, quietly turning into white light like a broken glass mirror, disappearing into the sky.

"Win!"

Seeing this scene, countless people exclaimed.

But see.

Yang Mucheng, who was about to repel from Yuanhua, also slowly fell from mid-air. The monstrous demon shadow behind him also quietly disappeared at this moment.

"Tie?"

Countless people lost their voices.

"I don't know how many times stronger your strength is than those juniors who once died at my hands. Yang Mu lifted his sleeves, raised his hands, and quietly looked at Cong Longhua. "But, it's still not enough to look at me in front of me!"

"Not necessarily!"

Cong Yuanhua slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yang Mucheng.

"Before I went down the mountain, the master gave me one thing. Originally, I wasn't going to kill you with it. But now, it's no longer necessary. ”

As he spoke, he took something out of his bosom.

Everyone hurriedly looked ahead, but saw that the thing was a half-arm-long demon pestle, although the style was ordinary, but it was full of blood red, revealing a strange color. After taking it out, the temperature around me seemed to drop suddenly, as if I had fallen into a cold prison.

"What's that?"

"Such a terrible breath, it can actually affect my mind!"

"It's not good, this little monk still has such a weird magic weapon, I'm afraid the alliance leader is going to be in big trouble this time!"

Everyone was shocked.

However, Yang Mucheng, who was closer to Yuanhua, could even hear bursts of roars that seemed to be men, women, and children, all of which seemed to come from this demon-descending pestle. If you look closely, you can still see ghosts, sometimes coming out of the demon pestle, as if they were trying to escape.

But after all, he was bound by the more terrifying imprisoning power that erupted in the demon pestle.

"Old Demon Yang, this demon pestle is the treasure of my sect! it has killed 1,800 Purple Mansion powerhouses and bound the souls of 1,800 Purple Mansion powerhouses. ”

said.

From Yuanhua, he slowly raised his head and looked at Yang Mucheng.

"Can I kill you with this pestle?"

"I'm afraid this is going to become a magic weapon!" Zhu Zhengyi looked at the ghostly demon pestle, trembling all over. "It's over, it's over, I'm afraid that this time the alliance leader won't be saved......"

"What is a magic weapon?"

Lu Yao'er asked.

Although they were far away, she could still feel the terrifying aura emanating from the demon pestle. This breath made her uncontrollable cold sweat, and she couldn't even move her legs. She struggled to raise her head and look around.

found that in addition to her, the other sect masters were also shocked and trembling.

When this magic weapon kills too many people and kills too many of the strongest, and the resentment gathers on the magic weapon, it becomes a magic weapon. After the magic weapon is transformed into a demon, the power will surge several times, but it will also devour people's minds!"

Zhu Zheng swallowed his saliva.

Evil people, when refining magic weapons, usually build with human lives, and the magic weapons and weapons that are refined are full of demonic flames. But he didn't expect that a righteous Buddha sect demon pestle could also become a magic weapon, and he also killed so many Purple Mansion powerhouses.

At this time.

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing Cong Yuanhua and hearing Cong Yuanhua's words, he was slightly stunned. In the eyes of others, it seems that he has absolutely no means to deal with it.

"Looks like it's going to end here!"

From Yuan Hua clutched the magic pestle, with a hint of a smile on his face, as if everything had become a foregone conclusion, and no one could change it.

Considers.

Yang Mucheng raised his head slowly, still shaking his head slowly.

"This demon pestle is not enough to kill me!"

"What!"

It was the Buddha's heart that had been cultivating for three hundred years in the Heavenly Demon Shura Temple, and when Yuan Hua heard this, he also raised his head in astonishment, and looked at Yang Mucheng in disbelief. "Old Demon Yang, you are really the devil of the world! I don't know how to be afraid, and I'm still so arrogant and domineering when I'm dying!"

"That being the case, today I will take your life with this pestle!"

After speaking, he threw his right hand, and the demon pestle rushed out!

(End of chapter)