Mo Luneng covered his mouth and tried very hard not to scream out.

The invincible master in his eyes was shot through the chest by a Seven-Star Spirit Clan.

From behind, Holy Source shouted Amitabha.

This was the first time the monk saw Zi Chen fighting. Although he expected it, he was still surprised.

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

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

A faint voice sounded.

It is worry-free.

from the sky.

Before the spear, Wuyou's body turned into a piece of magic jade and shattered with a snap.

Zi Chen raised his head and looked at the sky.

I saw a big net falling from the sky.

What makes up the big net are not silk threads, but countless blades, connected end to end.

Wuyou stood in the sky, looking down at Zi Chen, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The space around Zi Chen was squeezed so hard that he had nowhere to escape.

It seems that what is waiting for him can only be caught.

Shengyuan was a little worried. As a powerful person of the Buddhist clan, he didn't even notice when Wuyou avoided it.

If the two confront each other, he has to admit that he will die.

He was a little worried for Zi Chen.

At this moment, Zi Chen put away his spear and had a holy talisman pen in his hand.

One stroke.

A straight beam of light bloomed from the tip of the pen, like the most beautiful light in the world, rising up into the sky.

Wherever this ray of light passes, the space is divided into two.

Even space can be chopped into pieces, and this big black net is certainly not a problem.

The big net was separated from it, but the light did not dissipate, but went straight to Wuyou.

Whoosh!

The light passed through Wuyou's body.

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

"This guy is disappearing?"

The monk murmured.

Zi Chen's gaze fell on Wuyou Mountain below, "Since you intend to lure me there, then go and have a look."

Zi Chen's figure fell from the sky and fell towards Wuyou Mountain.

"Monk, I leave that guy to you."

It was Mo Luneng who couldn't escape in time at this moment.

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

The monk laughed and rushed towards Mo Luneng, "Come here and see how Buddha kills you!"

Zi Chen landed on Wuyou Mountain, Qing Yi and Sheng Yuan followed, and no one bothered the monk anymore.

"Is there something abnormal here?"

Seeing Zi Chen's eyes fixed on something, Sheng Yuan asked.

The holy talisman pen in Zi Chen's hand was pointed forward, ripples surged out, and a passage appeared.

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

Zi Chen put away his holy talisman pen, took out his spear and shield, and strode in.

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

When Zi Chen came to the inside of the mountain peak, what he saw was not the billowing demonic energy, but the pure power of Buddha.

It felt like I was in a Buddhist temple somewhere.
Chapter completed!