Chapter 281

"Stop it

Boom!

All of a sudden, in the whole Prajna God door underground 90000 Li, a flash of thunder roared, on the spot will die curse hand strength all roar broken!

The pressure of the whole audience was greatly reduced, and Prajna sage's face showed ecstasy when he was bleeding again.

"The Lord is awake!"

Ling Tian's will, in the blink of an eye, opens and closes all over the sky. The dreary and frightening Hunyuan Zhensheng wave, exuding the ancient and long-standing power, comes rolling!

The earth collapsed and the golden light flashed. A Prajna Dharma seal sent a fierce blow to the dead hand in the sky. With the dazzling figure of the golden robe behind him, the momentum once swept the world!

When the dead hand saw the wave, a sneer immediately appeared in the corner of his mouth. He was full of unspeakable and terrible magic. His right arm hit the Prajna seal with one punch.

So that its prestige swept, broke out and opened, into a hurricane, shrill, the whole scene, then in the eyes of everyone, fall apart!

Prajna sage and Liyan sage's ecstatic look can't help but stagnate.

Then he suddenly shivered. According to the fighting power of the Lord at his peak, there was no problem in crushing the power of the whirling emperor.

But now he was killed directly by the curse hand. It was obvious that he was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced!

"Never seen before. Have you found your three spirits?" The curse hand sneered.

In the sight, the figure of jinpao finally appeared in the sky above the Prajna God gate from 90000 Li underground. He stood with his hands down, looking at the endless pressure brought by the hand of death curse.

In the distance, the sea of blood is surging and approaching. Countless blood monsters come and roar. In addition, a large number of figures in red robes and dancing sculptures surround the whole Prajna gate.

Once the war broke out, the two saints and all the great saints in the field fought away one after another. The fluctuation of the immortal Dharma roared, and the void in the distance was destroyed.

At the same time, there is another Lingtian figure, along with the shadow of the sword in the ravine, sweeping straight from the ravine. The wind is raging on the flat land, and one strike is on the left side of Prajna!

Boom!

With the opening and closing of heaven and earth, chaos sprang up suddenly, and the power of destruction wiped out everything around, leading to a large number of powerful people of Prajna gate flying back and forth.

In Dao Zhuyun's eyes, the power of Prajna's left palm diffuses, condenses Prajna's divine skill, reveals the deep seal of Prajna's Dharma, and just pinches the shadow of this crazy sabre in two.

Dao Zhuyun narrowed his eyes and showed his body on the other side of the dead curse hand. His blood and hair were dancing. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, but with an extreme smile.

"It's true that he is the top strong man of Zhensheng triple heaven. If his strength recovers to the peak, I really have to flee. It's a pity..."

When Dao Zhuyun's words fall, Prajna God has already slowly looked at him. With the joint efforts of two swaying kings, he can hardly see any hope of survival.

But as long as the quasi emperor soldiers are born, the three God gates will be saved. The only thing he can do is to solve the immediate crisis, even at the cost of his life.

"Even if half a step is really holy, you can shake it!"

The cool cheers fall, and the burning power is fully opened and closed outside the body, which leads to the maple leaf red in the golden light. Like lava explosion, it directly kills the curse hand!

The dead hand seems to be waiting for the master Prajna to kill the general. The corner of his mouth is grinning and full of the power of the black ripple spell. In a flash, a whirling blood prison is formed!

Boom!

Prajna God was entangled by an unimaginable force on the spot. It was countless strong hands of heaven that blocked all directions of his body.

Under the outbreak of power, the electric light is rampant, the hurricane roars, but it is difficult to enter the slightest inch.

It's like stepping into an abyss swamp, all the fluctuations will be submerged in endless engulfment, can't afford any echo and waves.

The drastic change suddenly permeates the face of Prajna, but you can see that Dao Zhuyun on the other side has already stepped forward, and the crazy Dao is winding up the bloody flame.

Three thousand and five hundred sword shadows were opened and closed in an instant. The sword was deadly and violent. It turned into a sea of blood and crossed in front of Prajna.

For a moment, it was already blood splashing, and the wind was cut to pieces, revealing the broken meridians!

On the line of life and death, my eyes are full of fear and chill. I'm fighting against the great saint level fighting power of countless blood monsters in the whirling God gate, as well as Liyan Saint old and so on. All my pupils are shrinking, and I feel incredible.

The blood spurted out from the mouth of Prajna once again. His eyes were full of unyielding anger. He held up his hands with trembling blood color and used his last seal.

"Prajna seal of life and death!"

Boom!

The breath of the burning spirit broke out and plunged the whole world into a manic hurricane. The faces of Prajna and Liyan changed greatly again.

From this point of view, the Lord is ready to sacrifice his soul in exchange for the ten breath time of the peak combat power.

Within ten breath, the two swaying kings will be defeated. After ten breath, there will be no Prajna Lord in the world."Lord, no!"

Jaime's eyes split, Prajna's eldest brother roared, and his power burst out to destroy a large number of dancing sculptures, but he didn't stop Prajna at all.

All the people in the audience were sad and sad, and the great sage couldn't bear to look directly at him. However, just when the burning wave reached the extreme, the whole sky of Prajna gate was suddenly swept by a dark light, and heaven and earth fell into the dark!

The green fire rises, the black cloud turns into the flower on the other side, and the cold of forest spreads all over every corner of the hall, covering the sea of blood.

A thick dark iron rope appeared from the top of the sky, plundered down mercilessly, smashed all the forces along the road, and pierced into the head of Prajna.

Then through and down, nailed on the earth!

The iron rope sways and shakes the movement of death. The burning power of the spirit of Prajna God disappears in an instant.

He looked at the collapse of power between his hands, looked up to the top of the sky, the Dark Armor figure hidden among the flowers on the other side.

There is a chill and fear that permeates into the bone, and it rolls up directly, making the pupil fall into a bottomless hole.

"Death warden..."

Boom!

Another burst of space fragmentation, the magistrate token suddenly appeared above the head of Prajna God, directly smashed his true saint body, let the spirit exposed under the nether world.

With the opening and closing of the door, Zunwei's figure in the robes of judges, who is mercilessly watching the Lord Prajna, appears above the door, overlooking the world and dominating life and death.

At this moment, the world seems quiet.

The two top fighting forces of the river of death, the warden of death and the judge, appeared together and smashed the Prajna Lord with their superior posture.

Let all the great saints, even Lingxiao, Yusheng and Jiansheng, feel an unprecedented sense of fear.

"I'll let you live, you can't die."

"I'll let you die, you can't live."

"Under the king of God, the dead dominate."

On the top of the sky, the warden slowly spread out the words of emptiness and indifference, resounding throughout the audience, controlling the eight wastelands!

The stillness is in the air, the fear is rising.

The supreme power from the deceased warden is in every corner of the Prajna gate.

He was on the top of the sky, standing on the countless flowers on the other side of the sky. He was covered with green flames. Two helldragons were scattered on both sides of his shoulders. His pupils were merciless and his eyes were indifferent.

The netherworld iron rope from the sky runs through the spirit of Prajna and imprisons all of Prajna.

With the fall of this sentence, no one dares to disobey, as if life and death are in his hands.

Under the shudder, the pupil of Prajna is deep, and it turns into a bottomless pit of fear and disbelief.

Since ancient times, the law has been established, and the well water in the river does not invade the river water. Why did two top fighting forces appear at the same time when Indra was reborn, and when the holy king was defeated by Prajna?

"You What do you want to do? "

As the Lord of Prajna, he has lost all the remaining power of resistance under the suppression of the supreme spirit of the warden.

On the other side, the swaying emperor immediately sneered: "the way of heaven takes all things as the cud dog, which is the beginning of the law of the world. In the era of chaos, the God King yuliancheng established the jade God pass."

"One pass passes through the ages, cutting off the cause and effect of the Qing Dynasty, stopping hundreds of millions of foreign people, but allowing the killing here to continue, wandering around the ruins, looking for the ethereal way of the Immortal Emperor."

"Since no one is in charge, why not go to Shenghe to take charge of the eight wasteland laws? How can we know the good and evil?"

"Heaven and earth, it's time to have a new master."

The slow and profound words made the pupil of Prajna shudder in an instant, and understood the purpose of the God gate and the river of rebirth on the spot.

These two parties have joined hands to unify the eight wasteland areas, let the way of heaven collapse, let the God King collapse, and establish their own laws!

"You are the first victims of this war."

The words of death curse hand fall again, the warden on the top of the sky, the dark iron rope under his sleeve has been shaken slightly, and there is an unimaginable power of soul refining, which breaks out on the Prajna Lord!

In the dark world, screams are heard in a flash. Under the eyes of the whole audience, including all the saints in the eight wasteland field, they finally feel the real despair.

"Lord Zhensheng!"

Suddenly, a roar of struggling in despair for the dawn of life and death came from a great saint.

Spread and spread, swept the presence of everyone's ears, Lingxiao great saint whole body huge tremor, pale face, unyielding roar: "Zhen Sheng Hou adult!"

The two voices came out together and roared in all directions. The rain saint and the sword Saint were equally shocked. Finally, the pupil revealed the last ray of light in the embers, which became more intense and boiling.

With the stubborn rule, with the unwilling to die, with the desire for the dawn, roar out!

"Lord Zhensheng!"

The roar turned into blood.

All the people in the audience, without exception, have their hearts roaring, their minds exploding, their crazy obsessions set off, their blood burning restlessly, and their heat raging!This momentum, completely thrown to every corner of the sky, roaring, rolling vibration, rolling the sky eight hundred miles!

Dao Zhuyun wrinkled his brow, and his sweat rose.

The dead curse narrowed his eyes and felt his mind shaking.

In the sky, xiuran had a sharp and indifferent edge. It came from the void of space and burst out of Prajna.

A moment, a finger, smooth the nether world, break the iron rope!