Chapter 4435

Wuyou smiled. His smile was very happy.

The monk also smiled. He was very pleased with himself.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to have the same look in their eyes.

They looked at each other like idiots.

Wuyou said, "It seems that you are very confident."

Monk said, "Of course I am. So I want you to remember that you died because of me."

Three streams of light came from afar and landed in front of Monk.

Sheng Ming glanced around and found something unusual. He cried out involuntarily, "No, something happened here."

Monk was a little puzzled.

Sheng Ming said, "The aura of the senior brother guarding here has disappeared."

Monk's expression changed. That was a nine-star Saint Spirit. Not to mention how powerful his combat strength was, he had many life-saving means.

It could be said that the people of the Buddha Tribe here could be seriously injured, but it was impossible to kill them.

But now, the aura of the nine-star Saint Spirit had disappeared, and a demon was standing on the top of the mountain. What did this mean?

Monk had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Look, you can't laugh now, can you?"

Wuyou pointed at himself and said, "But I'm still so happy."

"I thought it was strange before, but I didn't know the reason. Now I know that our people haven't met anyone along the way."

Monk's expression changed several times. "Could it be that they were also killed?"

Wuyou snapped his fingers at Monk. "That's right!

Those nearby should be dead, so we found some bait from afar.

But this time, I'm the most satisfied. "

Wuyou's eyes moved on Zi Chen and the other two. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. "Mo Luneng, you've done a good job."

Mo Luneng, who led Monk all the way here, was very excited.

Wuyou waved his hand, and Mo Luneng immediately stepped back. He stayed aside, ready to collect the bodies of the four people.

Zi Chen's eyes fell on Mount Wuyou below. With his soul perception, he found something unusual.

"Are the three of you going to attack together?

Or all of you together? "

Said Wu You with a smile on his face. However, his eyes were fixed on Qing Yi and Sheng Ming. He completely ignored Zi Chen.

He didn't need to look at a mere seven-star Saint Spirit.

Unexpectedly, the woman who didn't look weak actually took the initiative to say, "This has nothing to do with me. I'm just here to have fun."

She immediately took a step back and stood beside the monk.

"Oh, that's interesting." Wu You smiled. Then, he looked at Sheng Ming and said, "Then it's you."

Shengming put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, I'm just a guide this time."

Sheng Ming also retreated.

This made Wuyou even more surprised. He could only look at Zi Chen, who had not looked at him directly even once. "What about you?

Is the excuse a passer-by or something else? "

Zi Chen took a step forward and said, "I am the one who wants your life."

Wuyou was slightly taken aback as he said, "Is your brain damaged?

Are you starting to talk nonsense? "

Zi Chen pointed down and said, "That blood contains pure Buddhist power. You must have killed quite a few Buddhas here, right?

Therefore, you are destined to die. "

"Such arrogance, if you're not a fool, then you're an idiot!"

Wuyou said disdainfully. Even though he said that, he still made his move in advance.

Demonic Qi rolled, like a black fog, instantly moving forward.

Qing Yi and the other two retreated, taking the initiative to give up the battlefield.

Zi Chen was immediately enveloped by the black fog.

The black fog rolled violently, occasionally stirring up powerful aftershocks.

"This is not ordinary Demonic Qi. This is called Demonic Cloud Insect."

Wuyou looked at Zi Chen, who was already enveloped by the black fog, and explained, "Once the Demonic Cloud Insect attaches itself to you, only death awaits you. That's how the nine-star died last time."

Qing Yi and the other two retreated again, having no intention of helping.

The surging black fog gradually quieted down.

Wuyou looked at this scene and was even more disdainful. "This is your strength?

There were two five-star cultivators in front of you who could still struggle a little, but you couldn't even make a splash.

It seems that in this place, without relics, your combat strength will be greatly reduced. "

Suddenly, the black fog began to shrink rapidly and disappeared quickly.

"This is impossible!"

Wuyou's expression couldn't help but change. He could no longer maintain his previous calmness because he sensed that the Demonic Cloud Insect's life was disappearing.

Zi Chen stepped forward and walked out of the black fog. The black fog, which had already solidified, fell to the ground.

Seeing that the Demonic Cloud Insects that he had refined quietly had all died, Wuyou's expression turned cold. "Do you know how precious those Demonic Cloud Insects are?

How dare you kill them all? "

Zi Chen said indifferently, "At this time, shouldn't you be most worried about your own life?"

The two rushed forward almost at the same time.

"Die!"

Wuyou threw a punch. Endless Demonic Qi surged, and the whole world became dark.

Zi Chen also threw a punch, and there was the sound of rolling thunder.

When the two fists met, the whole world was silent. Then, a powerful explosion spread out, and countless air waves carried a powerful force and retreated.

Wuyou's figure was sent flying hundreds of feet. After stabilizing his body, his expression changed again.

In the distance, Mo Luneng, who was waiting to collect the corpse, also had a look of shock on his face.

Last time, the Nine-Star Divine Spirit secretly guarding this place couldn't send His Excellency flying. He didn't expect this person, who was only in the Seven-Star Realm, to have such means.

At this moment, Mo Luneng had some misconceptions. Could it be that having hair made the Spirit Race stronger?

After all, their opponents had always been hairless.

Waves of pain came from his right arm, so Wuyou didn't want to continue to fight with his opponent. If they exchanged another blow, his arm would probably be shattered.

In terms of physical strength, he was obviously weaker.

Wuyou had killed many Seven-Star Spirit Race, but this was the first time he had killed someone with such powerful strength.

Since attacking didn't work, he decided to attack from afar.

Demonic Qi surged around his body and gradually turned into a black flame.

He looked at Zi Chen and said coldly, "This is the Demon Race's Positive Demonic Fire. Although it's still one level away from the highest level, ninth-grade, it's enough to kill a Seven-Star like you. Before you die, do you have any last words?"

"Flames?

I have them too. "

Thunder Fire appeared in Zi Chen's palm, and an ancient aura began to spread.

"I'll take these as your last words."

The Demonic Fire on Wuyou's body twisted and left his body, turning into a huge palm, and went straight for Zi Chen.

Demonic Flame Palm.

Not only was its power extraordinary, but its speed was also its strength.

Almost in an instant, it was in front of Zi Chen. However, just as it was about to grab Zi Chen, a palm made of Thunder Fire appeared out of thin air and collided with the Demonic Flame Palm.

Boom!

The two huge palm prints collapsed at the same time, forming a powerful wave that flooded the surroundings, including Zi Chen.

Wu You snorted coldly again. Then, his pupils constricted.

He saw a straight ray of light suddenly rush out from the turbulent energy, like a golden lightning, and came close to Wuyou.

Wuyou's expression changed drastically, and a light screen appeared in front of him.

The golden light approached with an indomitable will.

Bang!

The light screen shattered instantly.

The golden light disappeared.

Wuyou's body was suspended in midair, and his chest was pierced by a black spear.

*****

*****

The turbulent energy dissipated, and layers of ripples surged for nearly a thousand feet before disappearing.

The world suddenly became quiet, so quiet that it was difficult for people to get used to it.

Mo Luneng covered his mouth, trying very hard not to cry out.

The invincible master in his eyes had been pierced through the chest by a Seven-Star Spirit Clan member.

Behind him, Sheng Ming shouted Amitabha.

This was the first time Tyrant saw Zi Chen fight. Although it was expected, he was still very surprised.

Qing Yi's expression changed slightly, as if she was a little surprised.

"You're very fast, but unfortunately, compared to me, you're still a little slow."

A faint voice sounded.

It was Wuyou.

It came from the sky.

Wuyou, who was in front of the spear, turned into a piece of demonic jade and shattered with a bang.

Zi Chen looked up at the sky.

He saw a large net falling from the sky.

What made up the net was not threads, but countless blades, connected head to tail.

Wuyou stood in the sky and looked down at Zi Chen. His gaze was cold, as though he was looking at a dead man.

The space around Zi Chen was being compressed intensely, making it impossible for him to escape.

It seemed as though he could only be trapped in the net.

Sheng Ming was a little worried. As a mighty figure of the Buddha race, he did not notice when Wuyou dodged.

If the two of them were to fight, he would have to admit that he was already dead.

He was a little worried for Zi Chen.

At this moment, Zi Chen kept his spear, and a Sacred Talisman Brush appeared in his hand.

He drew out the brush.

A straight beam of light shot out from the tip of the brush, as though it was the most beautiful light in the world, rising into the sky.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the space was split into two.

If it could even slice through space, this black net was naturally nothing.

The net was split in the middle, but the beam of light did not dissipate. Instead, it headed straight for Wuyou.

Swish!

The beam of light pierced through Wuyou's body.

Fresh blood splattered in the sky, but Wuyou's body was nowhere to be seen.

"Is this guy playing with disappearance?"

Monk muttered.

Zi Chen's gaze landed on Mount Wuyou below. "Since you have the intention of luring me over, I'll go take a look then."

Zi Chen descended from the sky and landed on Mount Wuyou.

"Monk, I'll leave that guy to you."

It was Mo Luneng who did not manage to escape in time.

"Don't worry, he's just a four-star."

Monk laughed out loud and dashed towards Mo Luneng. "Come, let's see how I'll kill you!"

*****

*****

Zi Chen landed on Mount Wuyou. Qing Yi and Sheng Ming followed behind, and no one bothered about Monk anymore.

"Is there something strange here?"

Sheng Ming asked when he noticed that Zi Chen's gaze was fixed on a certain spot.

The Sacred Talisman Brush in Zi Chen's hand pointed forward. Ripples surged out, and a passageway appeared.

Sheng Ming's expression changed. At this moment, he finally understood what the Buddha Lord meant.

Zi Chen put away the Sacred Talisman Brush, took out his spear and shield, and strode in.

He was full of vigilance, but he did not encounter any surprise attacks during this period.

When Zi Chen arrived at the interior of the mountain, what entered his eyes was not billowing demonic qi, but pure Buddhist power.