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Text Chapter 534 Reunion of old friends who returned to the ruins

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    Everything was still there. Zhunti looked hard at the spear transformed by the seven-colored divine light that penetrated his body. His eyes were full of disbelief. Did he lose like this? I didn't expect it, no.  Thinking about it, I didn't expect that the benefactor had used spiritual means on all of his own spiritual treasures. Finally, at the most critical moment, he gave himself a hard blow. If he made a mistake, he would lose everything. This game  In the battle, he lost, and the price of losing was his own life.  The seven-colored divine light that merged into one shot fiercely, and the big gun was divided into seven rays of divine light that flickered gently in Zhunti's body. In an instant, Zhunti's body was violently shaking with a wry smile in satisfaction.  With a shudder, the seven-colored divine light was more powerful than the sharpest knife in the world. The body of Zhunti was immediately cut into pieces by the seven divine lights. The tiny pieces of meat were accompanied by large lumps.  The blood burst into the air together.  A ray of white light rose from the mass of flesh and blood, but it was Zhunti who turned the power of his soul into a white lotus. The lotus rolled up his evil corpse clone and the broken twenty-four-song statue.  The eight-armed golden body escaped like a bolt of lightning. After preparing to escape, he would find a way to seize his body or be reincarnated again and continue to entangle with Kong Wuming.  How could Kong Wuming let go of Zhunti's soul? The seven-colored divine light flickered slightly. After seven consecutive divine lights flashed, the white lotus was torn into pieces by Kong Wuming's seven divine lights, and finally turned into a wisp of clear smoke.  Dissipated between heaven and earth.  The evil corpse clone and the golden body were not able to escape the final disaster. Together with the Seven Treasures Tree, they were all brought into their own domain by Kong Wuming.  As soon as the evil corpse and the golden body entered the realm of the Seven Colorful Ming King.  The three clones sitting in the air in the position of three talents began to move.  Three rays of light shot out from the hands of these three clones. When these three rays of light shone on the evil corpse and golden body of Zhunti.  The evil corpse and the golden body began to slowly disintegrate, turning into streams of pure Buddhist power that melted into the realm of the Colorful Ming King Realm.  And that Seven Treasures Tree is even more magical. The entire Seven Treasures Tree is like a bright moon, slowly emitting seven different sources of power in mid-air. This source power is closely related to Kong Wuming's seven-color god.  The power of light merged, and the two forces with the same origin began to slowly merge.  In Kong Wuming's perception, the seven powers contained in the Seven Treasures Tree are mutually reinforcing and incompatible with the power of his own seven-color divine light.  But they complement each other. Judging from the speed at which the Seven Treasures Tree is fused by itself, it is expected that this time will not be short. During this period of time, I can no longer use my most powerful power, the seven-color divine light.  .  Thinking of this, Kong Wuming shook violently and forcibly pulled out the intoxicating fusion like taking drugs, destroying the seven-color divine light.  The divine light was like seven rays of divine light, winding away across the entire battlefield, lifting the cause to death.  And the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Light Cult who fled in all directions were crushed into piles of flesh and blood.  After killing all the invading enemies, Kong Wuming jumped up into the air.  He mobilized all his strength and spoke loudly towards the entire Tianjing City: "Everyone, I have fulfilled my promise and ensured the safety of Tianjing City. Now my wish has been fulfilled, and our fate has been fulfilled.  , I¡¯m leaving. If you believe me, go to the Qingping Cave in Yanzhao together. There is the mountain gate of the Immortal in the Pot. Under the protection of the Immortal in the Pot, you will never  Is there any danger".  Before he finished speaking, Kong Wuming had already risen up, surrounded by seven-colored divine light, and flew away like a rainbow, towards the unpredictable sky.  After Kong Wuming left, the entire Tianjing forces, except for some people in the Great Youkong Mingdong who were unwilling to leave relying on Kong Wuming's new formation protection in the cave, most of the survivors gathered together.  When they got together, they formed a huge escape team and flew towards Yanzhao.  More than a year has passed, and the entire land of China is silent. Even the monsters that have not transformed have no idea where they are lurking. The human race, monster race, and witch race seem to have suddenly entered into peace.  It seems that there is a harmonious scene in the entire China.  In the evil blood demon pool deep in the North Sea of ??China, Zhang Jianshe, who had turned into a huge blood cocoon, still stayed there quietly. Only the thumping sound like a heart beating in the blood cocoon continued.  The ups and downs showed that Zhang Jianshe in this blood cocoon was still a living creature.  Deep in an extremely desolate mountain in Gansu, in an unfathomable cave that was forcibly opened by Kong Wuming with the power of flames in the seven-color divine light, Kong Wuming was sitting there with a calm expression on his face.  Released, constantly absorbing the power of the evil corpse clone and the golden body of Zhunti, and the Seven Treasures Tree is gradually disintegrating, constantly absorbing the seven kinds of its own nature.?The power was integrated into Kong Wuming's seven expressions. It has been more than three years since Fatty left China and entered Guixu. In Guixu, there is still the blood-purple dark red sky. In the entire space,  There is a smell called despair everywhere.  The fat man is now engaged in a great escape to victory. Amidst the sword light at almost the speed of light, the fat man with a happy face is desperately controlling his natal sword, the Qingping Sword, and happily escapes towards a mountain range in the south.  past.  Since that day when Fatty successfully fused and absorbed the essence of the innate Renshui, Fatty's life has not gone smoothly for a single day. Hongjun told Fatty that in the southwest, there is an extraordinary Yimu True Essence of Wood Essence.  The Essence Qi should be the Five Elements Wood Jedi where the essence of the innate Yi Wood was condensed. The fat man rushed there excitedly. Unexpectedly, the experience of this Wood Jedi made Fatty suffer a lot until now.  They have not completely integrated and absorbed all the innate Yimu power of this Wood Jedi into their own Immortal Killing Sword.  It turned out that when the fat man who was so happy that day rushed to the wood-type Jedi, he discovered that the so-called essence of Yimu was actually a living creature, and he saw a huge willow towering into the clouds quietly there.  They were waiting for Fatty to arrive. Before Fatty could take action, old man Hongjun appeared with a shocked look on his face and asked in disbelief: "Old Yang, is it you, Yang Mei, Great Immortal Yang Mei?"  , is it you, old man? I didn¡¯t expect that you are still alive. Speaking of which, if you hadn¡¯t fought so hard for us, I, Hongjun, would have died in the ruins long ago.¡±  Half of the entire willow tree was green, and the other half was filled with a dead air, showing a purple-black state of decay. After hearing Hongjun's words, the whole willow tree flashed, and the tall and straight giant tree disappeared.  Traces of an old man wearing green and black clothes appeared near the big tree. The old man had a kind look, with two long white eyebrows that reached the ground. His left hand hung on one side motionless.  In his right hand, he held a vibrant green willow branch. The old man raised his long eyebrows, picked up the willow branch in his hand, and said excitedly: "Hongjun, can it be said that you haven't escaped after all these years?  ? Hey, that¡¯s not right, I clearly feel the aura of the outside world from your body?"?  "Fat man, come here quickly and meet your senior. This is the Great Immortal of Hollow Willow and Yangmei. He is also the only old friend I met in the early days of the wilderness. After we got separated in the ruins, I thought he was  I have been assimilated by the death energy of the gods and demons who have returned to the ruins. I didn¡¯t expect that Great Immortal Liu Mei is indeed the most powerful Immortal Yang Mei among our innate beings. He actually survived here alone until now. Hahahaha, you have Lao Yang.  Now, Lao Dao, I have nothing to worry about. Lao Yang, come out with us. Today's prehistoric world is no longer the prehistoric era we knew at the beginning. Some younger guys actually took advantage of the general trend of that day to treat Lao Tao.  You shouting and shouting to kill, you don¡¯t even know how hard Lao Luo and I endured under the incarnation of Pangu¡¯s heavenly law"  Old man Hongjun held the hand of Immortal Yang Mei with a happy look on his face and talked in a gibbering tone for a long time. He thought that after countless years, he could see his old friend. Ren Hongjun was the Taoist ancestor.  He couldn't help but feel happy. He held Yang Mei's hand and refused to let go, which made the fat man keep guessing about the relationship between the two.  After Shi Shiran accepted the fat man's salute, the calm face of Immortal Yang Mei suddenly changed. The peaceful aura on his body suddenly retreated, and an extremely fierce and violent smell hit him.  Through his body, Yang Mei eagerly let go of Hongjun's hand, and said helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Hongjun, although I'm not dead, I'm almost dead. Now I'm the only one left.  Half of my life is gone, and the power of Guixu has penetrated deep into my body. I don¡¯t have much time left, let alone leave here and return to the wilderness. I can see my old friends again before my self-consciousness dissipates.  I'm very happy, you go quickly, my will can no longer suppress the invasion of me by this evil spirit condensed by the death energy of gods and demons, you go quickly, otherwise, after a while, it takes control of my consciousness, I'm afraid  I will hurt you¡±.  The fat man shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent. Hongjun was so frightened that he quickly pulled the fat man to confess to the Yangmei Immortal and was about to run away. No matter what the joke, the Yangmei Immortal couldn't stand it.  It's probably for nothing if the two of them confront each other. For now, it's better to avoid it for a while, and then talk about it after avoiding it for a while.  Just before the fat man had time to escape from here, the whole body of the Great Immortal Yang Mei had turned into a purple-red color, and an extremely evil aura surrounded the entire body of the Great Immortal Yang Mei.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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