Ninth Netherworld Celestial Emperor

3281-Sword

"Amitabha!"

After the words of silence and delusion spoke again, the two figures moved at the same time, dived down, and plunged into the rolling golden clouds.

Slowly disappeared.

"Two people, can you persuade them?" Shi Feng's eyes still stared at the golden cloud tightly, his mouth secretly said.

"Those people are people on the Divine War Continent. After living on the Divine War Continent for so many years, naturally they have thought about the consequences of this war."

"However, in the end they decided to fight the Holy Land, and they have shown that they have ignored those consequences.

Revenge of the Blood Sea, can these two monks alone stop this? "

"difficult!"

Shi Feng has reached a conclusion in his heart.

Later, he temporarily put aside these thoughts, and now, still thinking about Solo's magic lamp breaking the stone.

Later, Shi Feng slowly turned around again, and then faced the five old monks such as bitter idiot.

The **** has put away the string of ancient buddha beads, and grabbed his right hand slightly into the void, solo magic lamp, and then caught him again.

"Click!" I heard only a crisp sound, sounded from the Solomon's lamp.

"Click! Click! Click!"

Then, three more crisp sounds continued to sound.

This was the most dense one of the Solomon's lights.

With this sound, the other four old monks, as well as Ziyi, gathered their eyes on the magic lamp of Solomon again.

At this time, they found that the **** trembled slightly, holding the hand of Solomon's lamp.

"Sorrowful ancestor, is Solomon's magic lamp about to break the stone?"

At this moment, he looked strangely dignified, and he also called the patriarch a bit respectfully.

"Well." Hearing Ziyi's words, bitterly nodded, and then replied:

"I have felt the power of Solo's magic lamp again!

It seems that the sleeping Solomon's lamp is awake! Should break out immediately. "

Although Shi Feng had already guessed the strange appearance of the Solomon's stone lantern and bitterness just now, when he heard him say this, his complexion followed.

My heart whispered again: "Yes, the stone is broken!"

At this time, they only listened to the bitter voice:

"Avoid all of you for a moment, I have felt a tremendous power on the Solomon's lamp!

Er Xiu was slightly weaker, and I was worried about an accident. "

"Well, brother be careful!"

"Uncle, be careful!"

"Uncle Shi, be careful!"

...

Hearing the words of bitterness, the old monks' complexions changed immediately, and they all opened their mouths towards the bitterness.

Although they are all old antiques in the Yinling Temple, they are all of different ages and have different names for bitters.

After saying those words, the old monks rushed into shape and evaded.

"You also retreat." Shi Feng said to Zi Yi beside him.

"Huh!" Zi Yi looked very dignified and nodded at him.

Then, he flew back quickly.

In this little world, only Shi Feng and **** are left at this moment.

I saw the **** holding the hand of Solomon's magic lamp, shaking more and more fiercely.

That old old face was getting more and more dignified, the golden light flashed, and the ancient Buddha beads were sacrificed again by him.

When Shi Feng moved, she flashed in front of the bitch, and then said to him, "Master bitch, my body is resistant, you can give it to me and you can pull back!"

This old man has cultivated the soul in his life. In fact, in the face of an unknown force, he would be very dangerous to do so.

"Leave it to the donor?" Hearing Shi Feng's words, the bitter man looked up at him and murmured, a frown on the old face.

At this time, I only heard the voice from a distant son: "Patriarch, you give him the magic lamp of Solomon."

Hearing Zi Zihua's words, the bitter man nodded slightly, and then passed the cracked Solo lamp to Shi Feng.

He said, "The donor, the poor monk just sensed that as the magic lamp of Solomon awakens, the mark left by Ziyi has disappeared.

In other words, the Solomon's magic lamp at this moment is already a thing without a subject, and the donor should not let go unless he can't really compete with the moment. "

"I see!" Shi Feng nodded again, already holding the trembling Solomon's lamp in his hand.

Later, she saw Shi Feng's hand trembling violently.

Nothing!

If a transcendent artifact may even surpass the transcendent level, it is not controlled by the Lord. If you let it fly away, it may not be recaptured.

The magic lamp of Solo, which is full of unknown mystery, and the magic lamp contains the power of space.

...

"Amitabha, take care of the donor!" The bitter whispered to him so that his body moved backwards.

However, although he floated away, the string of ancient Buddha beads was not taken away. Shi Feng flew over Shi Feng's head, and a light of Buddha fell down and covered him.

In an instant, Shi Feng seemed to be a golden man who was not bad!

He also felt that his tough physical body seemed to have become stronger.

However, just in case, Shi Feng thought about it, and the third magic eye above her forehead suddenly opened wide.

Demon ears, demon fingers, demon hands, and the remains of the demons also manifested.

The evil night demon armor also instantly wore on his body. The area where he was located was suddenly soaring with magic mist, and the magic was out of the world.

It seems out of place with this place where the light shines.

"magic!"

"magic!"

...

At first sight of the magic mist emanating from Shi Feng, and the rolling magic, the faces of the five old monks in the distance suddenly changed dramatically.

"Why is there so much magic in this person?"

"He has become a demon! The terrible demon's coercion, this is the world's fiend!"

Several old monks exclaimed again.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

"Uncle Mischief, what's going on here? This is really a demon in Taoism?" At this time, he turned his head and asked the old monk Mizi.

Hearing the dry words, the bitter man slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know yet!"

After a while, I just listened to the **** again and said again: "He looks different from the devil.

He should only control the power of the demon, but he has not become a demon. "

"Oh!"

"Oh?"

"Amitabha!" After that remark, the bitter chanted again.

Later, he looked up at the string of ancient Buddha beads still suspended above Shi Feng's head.

The bead's strength was spilled, and I did not expect that the power of the Buddha at this moment would blend with the power of the magic and protect the person.

"Click! Click! Click!"

Shi Feng's hand was still trembling violently, sounding from the burst of sound, and continued to emit from the stone lamp of Solo.

"Come out!" But at this moment, Shi Feng shouted.

He felt suddenly that an extremely hot force hit him fiercely.

This is the power of the flames inside the magic lamp of Solo.

Then, a violent violent flame was seen, which was burned out of the stone lamp of Solo in a violent manner, and rolled to Shi Feng.

"Town!" Shi Feng said coldly!

(End of this chapter)