Zhang Hao, All Things, Miaofan and the other two looked calmly at Tuba and Xu Chengfeng ahead.

Tuba shouted angrily: "How can you three escape from the formation? Someone must have let you out!"

He asked angrily, and the green demonic energy on his body crisscrossed on his body and turned into ghosts, making his entire aura a little hideous and terrifying.

Xu Chengfeng, who was fighting with him, changed his face slightly and his body suddenly retreated.

Xu Chengfeng was not afraid of Tuba. Now that the other party was furious, the methods he used must be several times more powerful than before.

What's more, this matter was not caused by him, Xu Chengfeng, so he didn't have to bear Tuba's anger for the other party.

Xu Chengfeng is the leader of the divine realm cultivator in Guixu. He has an extraordinary status and a respectable status. Although he competed with Tuba for the Emperor of the Red Dust, he did not take this divine emperor seriously in his bones. In his opinion, a cultivator who was easily surrounded by Tuba with formations must have only just entered the divine realm of divine realm.

But now these three people were able to escape safely from the Tuba formation, which was greatly unexpected to him, which made him look forward to these seven sects of cultivation and the Emperor of the World.

Tuba's eyes wide open, like a furious Vajra.

The sickle in his hand was waving, and blood-red hooks appeared from the sky and hooked towards the three of them.

Miaofan was a little familiar with this soul-catching sickle. When he saw this green sickle emerging in the void, he immediately sent a message to the two of them, "Be careful of this ghost sickle! If this hook falls on the **, it will absorb the blood of the ** and turn it into a rotten corpse, and then it will put all the soul into the ghost sickle! You two must not let this hook hook get close to your **!"

The blue demonic energy in Tuba's body fluctuated and undulated, turning into a blue cloud cluster of ten feet in a circle. The blue cloud cluster wrapped his whole body, revealing only the huge ghost sickle that had turned more than ten feet high.

The blood-colored hook in the sky quickly hooked towards the three of them.

The hooks are wrapped in a scattered demonic energy, making people fall into a strange and gloomy atmosphere.

All things' bodies turned into a ball of sword light, flying around in the air, avoiding the blood-colored hooks that were killing them quickly.

Miaofan's right arm was standing upright, as if he was holding a flower. His face looked solemn and dignified, like the ancient Bodhi Buddha. His whole body emitted a golden Buddha light. As his lips opened and closed, the sound of the sing of the Buddhist sing was conveyed from his mouth.

I saw phantoms appearing around his body, and these phantoms Bodhisattvas emerged, making this world seem sacred and extraordinary.

The Buddhist supernatural powers in Zhang Hao's body were circulating, and an image of a still-moving King appeared behind him.

The phantom of the unmoved Mingwang was furious, holding a short sword in one hand and a quiet mirror in the other.

The short sword symbolizes the Buddhist sect to kill all false, evil, and troubles.

A mirror represents one's own tranquility and can bless Buddhist vows and various Bodhisattva divine powers.

The three of them formed a triangle and vaguely combined to compete with Tuba's Senshen Demonic energy.

Xu Chengfeng held the Fangtian Huaji in his right hand, and the tail of the Huaji stood on the ground, standing like a mountain. Looking proudly at the battle situation in the air, the magic elephant chariot behind him gradually surrounded him. Seeing this form, he wanted to surround all four of them.

The blood-colored hook gradually became weak under the competition between the three people and the sword light activated and the Buddha's light.

But Tuba looked calm and seemed relaxed. It seemed that he didn't care about the performance of the three of them.

I saw Tuba's body suddenly lifting it up, holding his hands empty in front of him, and a horn of killing appeared three feet above him.

The Killing Horn is a war horn for evil cultivators in ancient times. It is said that it can summon the demons' undead spirits and the Shura of hell, and Yasha wakes up from hell and join the battlefield.

Tuba's hands were like a mountain hugging, his lower abdomen was like a toad swelling like a ball, and his cheeks were fat and rounded quickly.

Take a deep breath.

The horn of killing was blew up by the tu.

Only a burst of sob sounds were heard, which echoed from the void, and the demon clouds in the sky were surging, like the misty waves rising from the sea.

Tuba's figure appeared and disappeared in the heavy demon clouds, but the sound of the killing horn was clearly heard into everyone's ears.

The huge demon elephant under the chariot of the Huangquan Sect below was stimulated by the sound of the sand horn, and a strange hissing sound came from his mouth. Some demon elephants with low realms twitched directly, foaming at the mouth and fainted.

Xu Chengfeng's face changed slightly. He glanced at the restless demon elephant around him, and ordered the practitioner to use a soundproof notes to close the ears of the demon elephant.

The cultivators quickly took out the talisman and closed the ears of the demon elephant.

Many cultivators from the divine realm farther away heard the sound of the killing horn, and their eyes turned red one by one, and the murderous intent in their hearts instantly grew.

Each of them sacrificed magic weapons and killed the cultivators beside him.

For a moment, the scene became extremely chaotic.

Xu Chengfeng sent the voice to make all the magic elephant chariots move closer, and all the disciples with low cultivation closed their hearing.

Zhang Hao stood in front of Tuba, listening to the whimpering sound in his ears first. The sound was like a ghost cry, and also like a night owl's cry. The listeners felt a sense of despair and hatred.

The Buddha light in his body was filled with turbulence, quietly resolving the various negative emotions that arise in his mind again and again.

But the sound ahead is getting louder and louder.

Various sound lines were hidden in the surging green fog, attacking Zhang Hao.

The most powerful magical power in Zhang Hao's body is the Great Five Elements Technique. The most aggressive one is the destructive thunder obtained when he survived the Puhua Heavenly Lord's thunder tribulation. However, these two magical powers are currently unable to fight against this sound killing technique.

He had to protect his inner consciousness and not be tempted by external objects. With the help of this sound, he would temper his will and mind. However, the longer this situation lasted, it would become more and more unfavorable to him. If he was not careful, he would fall into the temptation of this sound killing, his soul would fall astray and become bloodthirsty and cruel.

At this moment, I heard a series of Buddhist sings and Buddhist sings coming from Miaofan's mouth. These Buddhist sings and Buddhist sings singing were sung from Miaofan's mouth, blessing the Buddhist Dharma supernatural powers, allowing the surrounding demon clouds to gradually retreat.

Zhang Hao and Wanwu suddenly felt that the pressure around them was much more relaxed.

I saw a phantom of the swaying drums appearing in front of Miaofan.

A phantom of Jiupancha appears. The body of the lord in the south of the Vajra tribe in the womb zodiac outside the fetal treasure world is flesh-colored. In the life of horse-head, one is placed on the waist and hits it with both hands, and the other is held on the drum as a blow. In the north of the Vajra tribe in the womb treasure world, two lords of the Kinnara tribe in the womb treasure world are arranged, and the body of the lord is ink. One is placed on the knees and the other is placed on the knees. Both are trying to hit the drum.

Miaofan saw the shadow appear and sang slowly: "The Wuliang Kinna Luo people came to attend the Dharma Assembly together. Each of them obtained a door of liberation. They all worked diligently and diligently, observed all dharmas, and were always happy in their hearts, and played freely..."

As Miaofan's voice echoed, the whimpering sound of the horns of the sound of the sand in the void was gradually suppressed.
Chapter completed!