Chapter 0428 Eternal Fall Reincarnation, Not from the Saints

In front of the Brahma Temple, everyone was shocked!

Wen Muran made a seal with one hand, and the green clothes on his body were instantly dyed with gray, endless weird liliang, and he was covered with the void.

At this time, no one could see Wen Muran's realm growing, but they could all feel the strange changes in his body.

The cultivation of the Scattered Soul Intermediate Great Perfection, but it has the combat power to completely transcend the realm. It's absolutely incredible.

What kind of secret method is this? The monks of Brahma Temple, the great power on the sea wilderness, and the demon clan of Dongling, among them are many people with extensive knowledge, but they have never seen such exercises.

Even the three Water Tribulation Monks who were standing beside Wen Muran were also shocked in their hearts. It doesn't seem that there is such a secret method in the Taihuang Gate.

Only Wuqu Xingjun Wu Aotian, his face changed slightly at this time.

"The Great Law of Replenishing the Moon with the Remnants of the Heavens!"

This is also a secret method on the Remnant Scroll.

This technique is similar to the kind of exercise that forcibly improves one's cultivation. However, the difference is that this spell is not only an overdraft of the future, but also requires an unknown number of years of accumulation before it can burst out with endless combat power.

The remnants of the sky can only be used once in a lifetime. Because, it will deplete the essence of all the life of the caster, in exchange for the needed liliang.

The gray gas was still rising, and Wen Muran was already completely standing in the gray gas.

"Heavenly punishment, you and I will fight!" Wen Muran's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Mu Ran!" Wu Aotian clasped his hands together, his eyes were full of sadness, and his voice trembled slightly, "Ten thousand years, you have not advanced in the slightest cultivation." Cultivating the Dafa of Remnant Heaven and Replenishing the Moon, is it just for this battle?"

"Haha!" Wen Muran said miserably, "Originally, I wanted to fight to the death with the holy envoy of Purple Shadow City, but now I can't, so let's clean up the portal for Taihuang!"

"As long as you take the people and horses who are too wild down the mountain and scatter the three million mortal soldiers, I am willing to cut off the reincarnation and never be reincarnated!"

"Foolish dreams!" Wen Muran sneered, "Heavenly punishment, can your life be exchanged for the hundreds of thousands of children who died in my Taihuang?

"Nothing can be reversed!

"Don't say much!"

Wen Muran no longer wanted to listen to what Wu Aotian said, and suddenly the empty sleeve of his left arm rose, and an illusory arm suddenly appeared.

With his hands clasped in front of his chest, Wen Muran's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Taihuang Sword Roar!" With a loud shout, Wen Muran took two fingers in his left hand, and directly turned into a sword qi and went straight to Wu Aotian.

That sword qi was extremely strange, breaking through the void, like a fairy sword outside the sky, accompanied by the aura of desolation and the sound of thunder.

This is the authentic Taihuang technique, which has been extinct for 10,000 years above the sea wilderness. Back then, the sword roared in the wilderness, and I don't know how many monks died under this type of magic.

The Eastern War of the Sea Desolate Green Plains was once defeated by Wen Muran's Taihuang Sword Roar, but he was only a high-level Soul Scattering back then.

Looking at this spell now, it is embarrassing, and at this time, Wen Muran's strange combat power has doubled the power of this sword qi.

"Amitabha!" Wu Aotian recited a Buddha horn, instead of his own sigh. He knew that he couldn't convince Wen Muran to change his mind at all.

Thirteen Lang, the most important reason for his decision to die is naturally that he is ashamed to come from the constellation of Wuqu Xingjun. Wen Muran, the remnants of the sky and the moon, gambling tens of thousands of years of waiting, also have to clean the door for the Taihuang Gate.

The belief of Taihuangmen has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

At this moment, Wu Aotian was even a little shaken. If you take refuge in Buddhism and kill less, is your choice really right?

"Xingjun, you are a disgrace to the Taihuang Gate!"

"Heavenly punishment, you let the desolation be ashamed!"

The words of Thirteen Lang and Wen Muran echoed in Wu Aotian's ears. Back then, when he returned to Buddhism, Wu Aotian also struggled, but they were all solved.

However, the Zaijian people are too desolate, especially Thirteen Lang and Wen Muran would rather die than cut themselves off, which has too much impact on Wu Aotian.

Wen Muran's combat power has been improved to be similar to Wu Aotian, but if Wen Muran can easily kill Wu Aotian, it is absolutely impossible.

Wu Aotian struggled inwardly and did not fight back. At this time, his imprisoning power was also useless to Wen Muran. As soon as he moved, Wu Aotian dodged the sword qi.

"Boom-" The sword qi of the Taihuang was falling on a mountain not far away. The rocks scattered, like rain falling, and the mountain was directly wiped out.

It is equivalent to the combat power of the Wind Tribulation Monk, how can you underestimate it?

"How can you live up to the wilderness and live up to the Buddha?" Wu Ao Tianten's hands were folded, and he kept asking himself in his heart.

Wen Muran fell short, but this was all in his expectation. No one knows the combat power and means of Wuqu Xingjun better than him. Therefore, Wen Muran knows that there is only a desperate battle today.

Zaijian Wen Muran, his hands sealed again.

This time, what appeared in Wen Muran's hands was a round of light maps, gray.

"It's too wild!"

Wen Muran shook his hand, and the round of light rose in the wind, directly covering Wu Aotian. Wu Aotian still didn't fight back, and strangely dodged.

Wen Muran's third move was still a pure Taihuang technique, and Wu Aotian made three moves in a row.

"Heavenly punishment, the three moves are full! You don't have to let it go anymore. Wen Muran sneered.

"That's it!" Wu Aotian seemed to have finally figured out something, and smiled bitterly.

"Okay!" Wen Muran's voice was cold.

Suddenly, the aura around Wen Muran's body changed again, and the originally illusory arm seemed to be condensed again.

"Life and death together!" Looking at Wen Muran, Wu Aotian remembered the original oath of being too wild, and laughed at himself in his heart. The remnant of the sky and the moon Dafa, Wen Muran didn't leave any way out for himself, and how could Wu Aotian not understand?

Zaijian, Wen Muran shook with one hand. A gray ancient flag, now in his hand, it is a top-level immortal treasure.

"Chaos Ancient Banner, you can determine the world! The power of the wilderness, listen to my orders!" Wen Muran shouted.

The Chaos Ancient Banner unfolds in the wind, directly releasing ten thousand chaotic qi. It was pure chaotic qi, far better than the gray qi emitted by Wen Muran.

A wisp can crush a great mountain, and a single can kill a soul realm.

As soon as the chaotic qi came out, Wu Aotian's expression was solemn. All the people of the Taihuang Gate have always been full of awe for the ancient Taihuang and the chaotic qi.

"Kill!"

The chaotic qi, like a snake and a dragon, went straight to Wu Aotian.

At this point, all the great powers held up the barrier. The robbery of the demon clan and the robbery of the Brahma Temple are to protect their children from being hurt by the aftermath.

Wu Aotian, finally shot!

The chaotic qi, Wu Aotian didn't dare to hold it up. It's just that Wu Aotian's movements look relatively slow. A string of Buddha beads flew up from between his hands, exuding the Buddha mang, which seemed to be extremely peaceful, but it contained endless Buddha power, directly meeting the chaotic qi.

"Boom-click-"

Boom, thunder. The two breaths collided, and the resulting impact swept away like a violent wind, and the clouds dispersed in all directions.

No matter how big or small!

"Go!" Wen Muran raised his eyebrows, and the seal in his hand changed again. The top-level immortal treasure, the Chaos Ancient Banner, left his hand directly and swept towards Wu Aotian.

The ancient flags are like big flags, rolling up gray whirlwinds, just like storms. The ancient banner body made a move, far better than the chaotic qi that had just been emitted.

Boom-boom-boom

Like a tide and waves, the essence is scattered. The Chaos Ancient Banner slammed directly into the Buddha bead, and there was a loud bang, and the sound of shattering suddenly began.

The string of Buddhist beads was suddenly scattered. The crystals, like meteors, scattered, turned into ten thousand lights.

"Hmm!" this time was far beyond Wu Aotian's expectations.

This string of Buddha beads, which he has practiced for a full 7,000 years, has helped him avoid the double calamity of water and fire, and it is a top-level treasure robbery. How could it be shattered under the Chaos Ancient Banner of the same rank?

Zaijian, in the void, the Buddha beads disperse. However, there were two phantoms of the blue axe, reflected in the void.

The two big blue axes were murderous, blue and clear, and seemed to have the potential to split the sky.

"Wuqu Shuangyue!"

Many people present recognized these two big axes, which were the famous magic weapons that Wuqu Xingjun relied on to laugh at the sea wilderness.

"Haha!"

When Wen Muran saw the soul of this Buddha bead robbery, it was actually transformed by Wuqu Shuangyue, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky.

"It's too wild, it's a lot of sins, and I don't know how many sea wilderness monks died under this double sword. Can you put on your monastic robes and recite a few verses of the scriptures to remove your sins?"

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground! It's nothing more than a lie to deceive people! If people commit evil and escape into the empty gate, then isn't the Buddha Gate hell? The Heavenly Punishment Law is good, and you should indeed be the one who is punished by Heaven. ”

"The soul of Wuqu Shuangyue has appeared, you can fight with me in a dignified manner, and you can be regarded as a worthy death. Wen Muran scolded loudly.

"My Buddha is compassionate!" At this time, Wu Aotian's heart was also shocked.

Perhaps, Wen Muran is reasonable, his sins are no less than Wen Muran, or even worse, why should he hide in the Buddha Gate and be full of compassion.

The soul of Wuqu Shuangyue, now in the void, this is definitely a vision. What are you actually bound to? Buddhism is compassionate, but why do you regret this life?

The reincarnation of the remnant soul, Wu Aotian has been in the sky for thousands of years, but there is always a demon with a desolate heart. Ten thousand years, for Wuqu, isn't it a kind of torture?

Death is the true meaning and the destination!

"Haha!" Wu Aotian thought of this, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and his heart instantly had an epiphany.

"As soon as you enter the wilderness and turn into seven stars, you and my brothers, life and death together! Then let you and my brothers, in a different way, live and die together! Then I will live up to the wilderness, and I will not live up to my Buddha!" Wu Aotian's eyes flashed with determination.

Zaijian, Wu Aotian suddenly flew up, his hands were divided, and the two souls of the two shuangyue were already in his hands.

The monk's robe hunted and murderous, at this time, he seemed to have become a Taihuang martial artist again.

A strange smile suddenly hung on Wen Muran's face. No one understood what Wen Muran was thinking at this time.

It's just that Wen Muran has a different kind of aura on his body, which is skyrocketing.

"It's all for the sake of being too wild!"

"The emperor and the demon have made a contract, and the foundation of ten thousand years is all bait, and Wuqu has escaped into the empty door!

"Exhaust your efforts, ten thousand years will be empty in a blink of an eye! Live for ten thousand years, everything will be over!"

Wen Muran was already a little rolled.

In the void, the Taihuang Gate is a double curve of civil and military, and at the same time it has raised its cultivation to the extreme. They used to be the starry sky of the wildest, the brightest light.

At this moment, they burned their lives at the same time.

It is better to perish forever than to seek deliverance from the saints!

This 10,000 years late, the civil and military double song, is the real liberation of each other!

(From tomorrow, two shifts will be resumed)