Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"Golden Corpse Gangsha!"

Mao Shijiu raised his palms, and dark golden Gangsha gushed out. It was a very fast airflow. The ground was charred, the grass and trees withered, and the rocks decayed wherever it passed. It was instantly shattered by the indestructible Gangsha, merged into the monstrous evil spirit, and turned into a billowing smoke and dust.

This is the highest heavenly corpse skill of the Mao family. It not only has the characteristics of Gangsha, but also the corrosive power of evil spirit.

It is because of the golden corpse Gangsha that Mao Shijiu can be as famous as the Sword Ancestor. He has been a great power in the world for nearly a hundred years and has never been defeated.

"Amitabha, eliminate demons and defend the way, and the Great Compassion Hand!"

The sound of the big bell and the big drum was heard. The monk Bubei flew into the air, sat cross-legged in the air, and the body was shining with infinite golden light. He slapped his palm downward.

A golden Buddha's hand fell from the sky, covering an area of ​​three meters in radius. The sound of Sanskrit was heard, as if countless Buddhists were chanting scriptures, as if the real Buddha was destroying demons.

The unique skill of the Great Compassion Temple - the Great Compassion Hand!

Throughout the ages, there are only a few dozen people who have mastered this skill, which can only be seen once every hundred years. It is the supreme skill to defeat demons.

The Golden Armored Corpse, Mao Nineteen, and the Unsad Monk, who are extremely brave, join forces.

In an instant, three powerful auras filled the sky and the earth, causing the sky and the earth to change color, and the sun and the moon to lose their light, as if this battle did not belong to the human world.

"Strong, too strong!"

Leishan Saint Lord Keganda was awed: "These three people working together are much better than Jianzu, and that kid will definitely not be able to take it.

It's over. If the old monster of the Mao family takes him down, how can my blood poison swallow him and help me become the poison god."

"Baga!"

The eyes of Saito Dosan, the god in the void, appeared with great fear:

"It seems that I haven't learned enough of the various magic skills of China in Japan.

Each of these magic skills can be taken to my Japan to establish a sect.

Unfortunately, the Chinese people like to fight among themselves too much, so it's not worth taking it to heart. You fight, fight, and in the end you will all die in my assassination."

"No!"

Tsukishima Chiba, who was hiding in the distance, was completely shocked by this attack.

Seeing these people join forces, her original idea of ​​Su Qi's invincibility became shaken.

Each of these people is no less than the master.

"So strong, I wonder if Master can take it!"

At this moment, even with the Lin character secret to calm his mind, Han Xiaoyu still felt like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, and he felt powerless to fight back.

"Hahaha!"

Su Qi looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his voice piercing gold and splitting rocks. Facing three powerful enemies, he was neither fast nor slow, and his movements were relaxed and comfortable.

He casually flipped his right hand, and a three-inch small sword flew out of his palm, directly taking the golden Buddha's hand in the air.

The tips of his wings stabbed forward like two big guns, resisting the golden armor corpse approaching the iron tower body, and the Dao fetus demon seed jumped out from the top of the head and rushed into its body.

Crack!

Thunder spurted out from his right hand, and instantly turned into a three-meter giant sword. He saw him holding the sword and stabbing forward, and a mighty sword intent burst out.

"Ah!"

Instantly, the spectators were stunned.

Bang! Puff!

The three-inch small sword pierced through, and the Great Compassion Hand exploded with a bang. The small sword continued to shoot at the figure in the air, going straight to the heart. The face of the monk Bubei changed drastically, and his body slightly tilted. The small sword passed through his chest. Although it did not hit the heart, it still brought out a burst of golden blood.

He looked down at the wound with a look of disbelief.

As the strongest genius in the contemporary Dabei Temple, he not only cultivated the Great Compassion Hand, but also cultivated the Vajra Indestructible of Buddhism, which can be said to be invincible in attack and defense.

Now he was injured by this small sword at first sight.

If he didn't know that this small sword was obtained by the Sword Ancestor after a hundred years of hard practice, he couldn't believe that a mortal sword could hurt his body.

Whoosh!

The three-inch small sword came again, and the monk Bubei's expression was stern. His body moved ten feet in the air, but the small sword chased him like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

For a while, the sky was full of the small sword and the monk Bubei, one chasing and the other fleeing, and the difference between the front and the back was only a millimeter.

"Dangdang, hiss!"

The tip of the wing pierced the golden armor corpse, as if it had pierced a diamond. A strong recoil force came. In terms of pure strength, it was no less than Su Qi's body. However, as the Daotai Demon Seed pounced into the golden armor corpse, it immediately hissed and screamed, and couldn't help but become violent. The attack was random, a bit like a headless fly.

"Golden armor corpse...ah!"

The Mao family's treasure was going to have problems. Mao Shijiu was shocked. Just as he was about to pinch the formula to control it, he suddenly saw Su Qi's thunder sword stabbing at him. There was no strong aura, and the sword intent was so strong that it was like the style of an old man. He immediately focused on responding and did not dare to be careless.

Bang bang bang——

The golden corpse's aura and the thunder sword collided, and the huge recoil force spread to the surroundings. The surrounding air waves exploded and rolled, forming a series of hurricanes, rolling up scattered dust and gravel. Immediately, the surrounding sky and earth changed color, and sand and stones flew, like a battle between demons.

"Ah!"

Han Xiaoyu and Tsukishima Chiba closed their eyes and could no longer see anything on the field.

But at that moment, the invincible figure of a certain person had been deeply imprinted in their minds.Never forget it.

"Old Monster Mao!"

With one move, Su Qi forced back three enemies, roared like thunder, and used the Dou and Bing secrets together. He appeared in front of Mao Shijiu in an instant, holding a dark gold sword in his left hand and punching with the Wu Shen fist in his right hand. His expression was as cold as a knife:

"What are you planning? I know all along that you want to train me into a golden armored corpse for your Mao family to use. You will pay the price for your greed."

The Dou secret was used, and the three elements of spirit, energy and spirit were unified. The energy in the body turned into dark gold, and the left sword and the right fist overlapped.

A momentum of killing people who stand in the way, destroying Buddhas who stand in the way, and gods who stand in the way of gods burst out.

Crack, crack, crack!

Having retreated three steps just now, Mao Shijiu was frightened by this stronger attack. All the evil spirits of the Golden Corpse burst out, like a tsunami. However, the evil spirits were dispersed at the touch, and a punch hit his chest. He crossed his hands to block it, but felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He instinctively retreated ten feet, and when he looked down, he saw a six-inch long wound, and his organs were clearly visible. "This, this!" Leishan Saint Lord Kaganda and Jingu Saito Dosan were dumbfounded. Compared with the initial battle, this kid was much stronger, and even the Bubei Divine Monk and Mao Shijiu were injured in one encounter. "This is the sword art of old Jian!"

After sealing the acupuncture points around the wound, the blood stopped immediately, and the wound closed, as if it had healed. Mao Shijiu narrowed his triangular eyes and said with a sinister look:

"Boy, it seems that this is the secret of the Daotai Demon Seed.

You can absorb the life-long cultivation of others. Not only did you get the sword that old Jian cultivated for a hundred years, but you also got his sword art insights.

No wonder the little monk must get rid of you. If you continue to grow, the world's cultivators will be All pedestrians will suffer."

"If he didn't come to kill me, how could he take away my life's cultivation!"

Su Qi took a step forward and instantly crossed a distance of ten feet. He raised his palm and it expanded and became larger, like a hand covering the sky, as if the sky was turned upside down:

"Greed is greed, don't want to be a whore and want to establish a chastity archway."

This is the blood handprint, one of the nine secret techniques of the Anmen Blood Evil Sutra. Now that Su Qi has performed it, it is like the hand of the blood god appearing in the world, and the murderous aura covers the sky.

"Heaven Corpse Palm!"

Mao Shijiu raised his skinny palms, which became pale and swollen, like a whitish corpse soaked in water, and resisted the blood handprint together.

A sizzling sound sounded, and the blood handprint began to be corroded, but it only lasted for three seconds.

Puff!

The six-inch wound on his lower abdomen burst open, and a large amount of blood spurted out. Mao Shijiu also spurted blood from his mouth, and instantly flew backwards twenty feet. He staggered to the ground to stabilize his body and resealed the wound. His triangular eyes were fierce and fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, do you have to kill us all?"

"It's not me who wants to kill us all, but you!"

Looking at the corrosion on the palm of his hand, it recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Su Qi stepped out, as if shrinking the earth into an inch, waving his hand, dark gold energy flew out, with the great power of fist, the sharp power of sword, the strangeness of spirit, and even more murderous intent:

"You cling to the thigh of the Huangfu family, and come all the way to surround and kill me. You treat me as a chopping board fish, and now you are defeated and in danger, and you want to reason again.

If this is considered killing us all, then I will kill us all.

I want to kill all the people like you.

I want you You dogs of the aristocratic families, when you want to be running dogs and do dirty things in the future, you should think about your fate today.

I want to make the whole Chinese land, those who rely on their backgrounds and backers, tremble like sieves and can't sleep at night when they hear the name of my Su Qi. "

"Puff!"

Mao Shijiu was horrified when he was hit and flew backwards with blood. He looked at the monk who was still entangled with the sword in the sky, and the golden armored corpse like a headless fly, and turned his head and roared:

"You two youngsters, how long are you going to hide your head and show your tail?

Didn't you hear what this kid said? When the old man and the little monk die in his hands, do you think he will let you go?

If everyone joins together to kill him, it can be regarded as a permanent trouble, otherwise there will be no peace in the future. "

"Uh!"

Leishan Saint Lord Kaganda and Jingu Saito Dosan pondered slightly.

The two of them flashed and appeared on both sides of Mao Shijiu, with a strong momentum rising out, locking Su Qi from a distance.

With so many peerless sieges, if Su Qi cannot be killed today, no one can cure him unless immortals and Buddhas are born to suppress him.

But the revenge has been taken, and it will be difficult to deal with him in the future.

"You!"

Su Qi's dark and deep eyes flashed as he swept across the two hiding places, reflecting the future of the two.

"Hahaha!"

With the help of the two helpers, Mao Shijiu was greatly encouraged, and his triangular eyes narrowed and looked up at the sky: "Little monk, if you have any tricks, use them quickly, don't hide them anymore. If you can't kill this kid today, you will never have another chance in the future."

"Okay!"

The Bubei Divine Monk looked stern, suddenly turned around in mid-air, and clasped his hands togetherWith one clamp, he waited until the three-inch sword pierced through his heart, and his tongue burst into spring thunder: "Golden blood kills demons, wipes out spirits!"

Sizzle!

A stream of golden blood flew out from the palm of his hand and poured on the three-inch sword flying in front of him. A sizzle sounded, and the white light of the sword flickered in an instant.

"Come back!"

The three swords were integrated into the spirit and were about to dissipate. Su Qi frowned and found the sword, put it back into his dantian and nourished it with the qi.

The Unsad Monk fell from the sky and landed behind Su Qi. His eyes were always calm, and his anger and murderous intent could no longer be suppressed: since he cultivated the Great Compassion Hand and the Vajra Indestructible Body, no one had ever made him so embarrassed.

In an instant, the four peerless people surrounded Su Qi from four directions, and powerful momentum swarmed in, locking every inch of space around him.

Bang bang bang——

The four people had not yet taken action. Under this invisible pressure, the grass and trees were broken, the rocks exploded, and the air waves rolled, as if they could not withstand the murderous intent of the four people.