Hundreds of evil spirits pulled the chains and flew into the air. Even people in Zhigu City kept printing bloody handprints on the four gates.

The body of every evil ghost was flew away.

In an instant, all ghosts fell together.

The dense chains in the sky turned into huge nets from heaven to earth between the evil spirits, pulling everything in it into hell.

Cui Buer didn't expect that Wu Ponu was so decisive, so he quickly popped up the "Yijie Wanxuan Yixin's True Talisman" in his hand.

The dense silk threads on it, especially the red threads left by every Zhigu person on the Tianhougong Mud Doll Mountain, fell towards the city of Zhigu like blood rain...

But at this moment, their attempts were completely seen through by the Great Sun King!

In the turbid yellow water of the South Canal, a one-eyed stone man suddenly broke out of the water, and the demon locusts in the sky suddenly gathered into a formation. The plague and the savage energy turned into a flying knife, hanging in the air, emitting a terrifying life that made all living beings feel like they were big.

The breath of disaster!

The flying knife fell and turned into an axe in the hands of the stone man. With one swing, it spanned countless time and space, like a meteor piercing through Cui Buer's chest.

The demon locusts in the sky turned into flying knives, cutting off all the red lines falling like blood rain.

Countless knots were cut off, and the countless knots that were caught in the sky were cut open by countless flying knives!

When Xingtian's Axe penetrated Cui Buer's chest, endless suffering, resentment, madness, wanting to destroy everything, vent everything, pull down the heaven and earth, and the gods of heaven and earth, and the torrent of destruction, flooding him

.

His life suddenly broke down like a thin line and bounced to both sides.

The pain engraved into the soul is like an engraved sword, and even the immortal soul will be cut off...

In Zhigu City, Chi Fenruo trembled and said, "The weapon of heavenly punishment!"

At this moment, he was actually a little scared. The Heavenly Punishment weapon condensed by the ancient plague locust was enough to kill his soul. Even though he was just a distraction now, the moment the axe slashed him, countless plague locusts condensed.

The flying knife that was like a natural murderous intent would fall at the same time, killing his soul no matter where he was hidden.

The silk threads in the sky broke, like raindrops falling on the ground, flying in all directions.

At this moment, Cui Buer actually saw a piece of yellow paper full of vermilion words burning in front of him...

That was his own list of disasters.

The deceased Duke Cui Bu Er was born in the Bingxu month of the year of Yiwei, and died in the Dingmao hour of the Jiazi month of the year of the year of the Guiyou year of the year of the Yichou month of the year of the Guiyou, and enjoyed thirty-nine years of the Yang life. Now according to "Jade Box Records" and "Xie Ji Bian"

Fang》 Deduction, I will carefully record the evil and the evil invasion as the left:

I hope the Northern Emperor of Fengdu, and I pity him for being punished by heaven but his soul has not yet disappeared;

I beg the Lord of Dongyue Prefecture to observe that although he violates the laws of heaven, he has good conduct.

The command of the Lei Ministry to unlock the lock of the fire bell;

He told the water official to the punishment of shaving the yin of the cave and cleaning the bones.

So that the ghost can be saved and will soon be out of the realm of the stone and iron snake;

I only hope that the soul and consciousness will return to the true world and re-enter the doors of the Qinghua.

Carefully list

Guiyou year Yichou month Jiazi day Dingmao hour

Geometric Master: Master of Xuanzhen Sect’s Litany

"The disaster list that Master Xuanzhen has criticized for me?"

This thought flashed through Cui Buer's mind, and he saw the broken silk thread flying all over the sky rebounding at an incredible speed. Countless threads were wrapped around and twisted into strings, and strings were skewed together.

Hand over the strands into a rope.

The destroyed soul was reborn, and the broken lifeline continued again in a blink of an eye.

Cui Buer looked down and saw a silk thread poking out from his heart again and connected to the "Yijie Wanxuan Yixin Terror of Desperation" in his hand.

There were countless silk threads connected to the sky in the Zhigu City behind them, and finally fell into Cui Buer's hands and twisted into a stream.

He looked down at the rope in his hand, feeling that he could pull it slightly, which could tug the souls of countless people in Zhigu City, and even change their destiny.

Wu Ponu slapped the blood palm print with his backhand. As long as Cui Buer raised his hand slightly, he could catch the palm, turn the millions of people and himself into ghosts, and jump into the mountains of Hell Iron City to hide.

but……

Cui Buer also saw countless silk threads connected to him from the other side from all directions, which were demon locusts everywhere in the sky.

Under the belly of each demon locust, there was a thin silk thread poked out on its back, connected to the "Yijie Wanxuan Yixin Terror" in his hand.

No, this is no longer "The True Talisman of the One Heart of the Desperation of the One Heart"!

The Heavenly Punishment Vessel condensed by the stone man cut off the dense knots on it, just like a flying knife called killing that cut off all the disasters in the destiny of all lives, and used the most violent and decisive way to unlock the disaster!

That sword gathered the endless resentment and anger of creatures who turned into demon locusts. While running through Cui Buer, it finally tied the fate of those sentient beings to his lifeline.

Finally, all this gathered into strands and tangled into a rope.

At this moment, Cui Buer finally understood the plot of Master Xuanzhen - everything was for this moment!

With the help of the hand of the stone man river demon, he let the Xingtian axe cut off the knots in the fate of all life, entangled, intertwined, tied knots, and extremely complex causal entanglements, and completely cut off with the simplest violence.

This sorted out a main line of destiny, and then used the sword of the stone man who took the suffering of sentient beings as Xing Tian, ​​so that the lifeline of countless people who turned into demon locusts was also connected with Cui Buer.

At this moment, the thread of destiny was reorganized, creating a moment that determines the fate of all lives for Cui Buer!

The Golden Bell of the Great Sun can transform millions of people into demon locusts, precipitate the Yellow River for countless years, and the suffering of countless people becomes a weapon of Xingtian.

Why is Qian Chen not allowed?

With his own spiritual light, he turns into the souls of all living beings in the world.

Qian Chen is even more a human being, with all greed, resentment, suffering, viciousness, and wrath. He knows better than the Great Sun Jinzhong how to transform the souls of sentient beings into ancient plague

locust!

So Cui Buer felt a sense of enlightenment. As long as he took the lifeline of sentient beings and tied it into a knot, he could turn the countless people connected on this line into even more terrifying and resentful ancient plague locusts.

.

Then lift this line and it can be turned into a Xingtian axe.

If you look back and give the stone man an axe, you can let the Great Sun Jinzhong taste the taste of sentient beings Xingtian by yourself!

This axe is enough to kill it into Si Chen’s position!

The knotted ropes of millions of people fell into plague locusts.

All beings who lift the thread are made into a knife and fall into your hand!

A slash against the teeth and a slash from the sentient being Xing Tian. This is the backhanded sword made by Master Xuanzhen to the Yellow River Stone Man.

However, Cui Buer only felt the viciousness, magicality and terror of this knife!

The sword prepared by Master Xuanzhen was too cruel and too poisonous. It was so cruel that he took away the Xingtian axe carefully crafted by the Great Sun Golden Bell with his backhand, which was enough to kill Si Chen, so he regarded sentient beings as ants and refined hundreds of millions of people as locusts.

How could Cui Buer cut this sword with such a terrible demonic nature?

The one-eyed stone man suddenly felt a cool head, and the general situation was not good.

It looked up and saw the silk threads all over the sky, connecting all the people in Zhigu City, connecting all the ancient plague locusts that it had refined, and the flying knife hanging from the sky was tied to the hilt of a rope.

The stone man's eyes trembled, and a sound sounded in the land of reincarnation: "Dao Chen Pearl, you are so cruel! You are indeed a human race! What are you the righteous spiritual treasure? The demonic path is not as cruel as you. You and Taiyi are really in the same lineage, what do you say?

For the sake of the human race, there is no scruples and the magical nature is extremely powerful!”

A cold voice came over the land of reincarnation: "Don't bark with a thin dog!"

Wu Ponu was also connected from his heart by a thread to Cui Buer's hand. Because he was also holding a secret devil's talisman, he saw Cui Buer's hesitation, and he moved his lifeline with his backhand and said,

The words passed on.

"Brother Cui! Don't blame the leader. We are not living people at all. What's wrong with borrowing the leader as a knife? Only the leader can save this world and rebirth all living beings."

"I have known all this for a long time. Even if it turns into that fierce insect, I believe that I will finally be able to wait until the day when the leader takes action to outspoke me!"

Wu Ponu passed on the truth of the whole world.

Cui Buer looked up and looked around, and sure enough, everything was burning in the fire.

Everything is embers, and the lifeline in his hand is not human, but endless evil spirits.

He pulled the evil ghost into a knife and hung over the stone man's head, above the sky.

Cui Buer fell to the ground, holding everyone he knew, everyone he didn't know was constantly connected from all directions. Everyone in this world, the ink line that was already as dark as ink, twisted into strands, lost its voice.

Crying bitterly.

Tears and snot were stained on his beard, crying like a child.

"I have been criticizing the list of disasters for my whole life, but I didn't expect that I was in hell!"

Cui Buer cried:

But he could only lift the silk thread, and countless people and countless evil spirits were pulled up and turned into a Xingtian axe and fell into his hands.

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To be continued...