"Damn it!"

Looking at the five-color sword shadow, Fusang's face sank.

However, after all, he is a strong man in the life and death realm, and after many years of physical calamity, whether it is courage or xinxing, he is extremely firm, even if Lu Chen shows the cultivation base of the later stage of the sky-passing stage, he is not afraid.

He aroused the power of blood between heaven and earth, and then let out a loud shout:

"Blood Luo Mudra!"

Before the voice fell, there was a violent sizzling sound in the void, and then, Fusang stretched out his hands, and the blood patterns in the sky gathered under his palms, turning into blood-red palm prints, which contained blood patterns and blood symbols.

When the seal was 10%, Fu Sang roared sharply, and shot Lu Chen severely.

"Boy, die!"

The bloodluo mudra is a real celestial top-level technique, powerful, and as soon as Fusang prints this seal, the void instantly turns blood red.

Lu Chen looked at it and felt like a **** mountain was suppressing himself, and the pungent blood rushed into his body, like bloodworms, trying to swallow his own flesh and blood.

However, now that Lu Chen is assisted by his ancestor Lu Jie, he has the confidence to fight with Fusang, the number one powerhouse in the entrance of life and death who has survived the bodily calamity.

However, he did not delay, and as soon as the fifth epee was turned, he re-exercised the Brahma power.

Because he knew that even if he had the cultivation base of the later stage of the Heaven-Through-Sky Realm at this moment, only Brahma Art could fight Fusang.

The ancient breath radiated from him, showing a kind of ancient charm, just like an ancient **** descending between the heaven and the earth, beholding Fusang.

At this moment, more than 30 ancient characters on Lu Chen's body glowed, and then flew out one by one.

"Boom!"

The earth-shaking sound came out, and the ancient characters were turned into visions, such as Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, Sirius Xiaoyue, Shenlong Buyu, and the fall of stars. Many visions were generally suppressed.

Soon, the vision in front collided with the **** handprint, but it collapsed on the spot.

Obviously, the **** mudra handprint that Fusang displayed was extremely powerful.

But Lu Chen's expression remained as usual, because after that, there were more than 30 visions, and the more powerful the later ones.

Sure enough, after a dozen visions were smashed in succession, the Xueluo Mahamudra's power was greatly reduced, and his aura plummeted. It was completely suppressed by the remaining dozens of visions and turned into **** fog.

"go with!"

Seeing this, Lu Chen screamed and shot out a spiritual force, and the remaining a dozen visions were suppressed towards Fusang.

"not good!"

Fusang immediately changed color.

He was frightened and angry. He was a dignified person in the realm of life and death, and he actually felt a dangerous aura under the hands of a cultivator in the mid-Tiantian realm. This is simply a shame.

However, he had to admit that Lu Chen now had the strength that threatened him.

So he backed away without hesitation.

However, Lu Chen did not pursue it, but turned around and rushed out of Leiyin Temple, took a godly step, and hit a bronze sword to kill all the demon cultivators who were chasing Fayuan and others.

"Boy, you never want to run away."

Seeing this, Fu Sang roared furiously.

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped.

Because the magician suddenly said at this moment: "Let him go."

"Yes, my master." Fusang replied hastily.

At this time, the magician had severely wounded Fusong, grabbed him in his hand, and said to Fusang: "You stay outside, anyone dare to break in and kill!"

"Yes!"

Fusang immediately took the order and guarded the outside of Leiyin Temple with Kang Jinlong and others to prevent anyone from entering.

"Huh!"

At this time, the magician grabbed Fusong into Tallinn.

It stopped at the ancient tower where Lu Chen had broken through.

Strangely speaking, the magician and Fusong fought against each other, and the resulting power was extremely terrifying. Most of the ancient towers in Tallinn had collapsed and turned into dust, but only this ancient tower was preserved intact.

With a "bang", the magician threw Fu Song to the ground.

"What do you want to do?" Fusong asked sharply.

At this moment, he described as rotten, his old face wrinkled like orange peel, his eyes were dim and there was no light, like a candle in the wind, about to die.

"Fusong, as the elder of Leiyin Temple, don't you know what I am going to do?" the magician asked rhetorically.

"You, how do you know?" Fukusong said in surprise.

"This seat naturally knows, but as for how to know, I can't tell you." said the magician.

"You can't do this." Fusong said anxiously, ‘Once you release the things under the tower, the world will be in chaos, and it may even lead the entire Tenglong Continent to a situation where it is impossible to recover, even if you are not immune. ’

"Hmph, if the body of mind power left by Shakyamuni is still there, this seat would not dare to do so, but now his body of mind power has dispersed, why didn't this seat dare?" the magician said coldly.

"It turns out that all this is your conspiracy, what about Lu Chen?" Fusong's expression changed.

"Yes, all this is indeed the premeditated plan of this seat. As for Lu Chen, it is nothing more than a chess piece of this seat. He planted two of his friends with poison, so he had to come here obediently. I really passed the three levels, which is beyond our expectations." The magician laughed.

"So, the poor monk understands, but do you really want to release the things under the tower? You have to think clearly, it is not something you can resolve." Fusong said solemnly.

"There is no need for you to worry about it."

The magician smiled coldly, looked at the ancient tower, raised his right hand, and grabbed it directly.

A **** hand with a length of hundreds of feet was formed and grabbed onto the ancient pagoda, and unexpectedly picked it up. Then, the magician threw the ancient pagoda aside.

At this moment, the magic light rushed under the ancient tower.

At first it was very weak, like fireflies, but in an instant, it became stronger and stronger, like a bright moon and sun, bursting with billions of magic lights, gathering together to form a jet-black beam of light that rushed straight into the sky.

"Boom!"

The entire sky above Leiyin Temple was ringing, and the void within a radius of a thousand feet, in this instant, completely turned black.

The huge Leiyin Temple was completely plunged into darkness.

"Ho **** ho ho."

Immediately after that, under the ancient pagoda, a dark magic pattern seal was formed, with magic patterns intertwined on it, and there were many Buddha seals, patterns, and characters to suppress it.

However, at this time, there were roars and roars, extremely high-pitched, extremely loud, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence inside.

Fu Song heard this roar, his old face changed drastically.

However, the magician showed his spirit, and said with great excitement: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that this demon sacred beast has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, and there is such a power, which is worthy of reaching the existence of the gods. "

After saying this, the magician looked at the seal with a gleam in his eyes, and slightly nodded: "It seems that this seat is not wrong. The sages of your Leiyin Temple have reinforced the seal of Buddhism on it for safety. ."

"Yes, look like this, if there is no such magic seal, I am afraid this beast has already broken through the seal."

Having said that, the magician's gaze fell on Fusong, and said lightly: "In this case, this seat can only break the seal with your blood."

"Devil, even if the old monk is dead, he won't let you succeed."

Hearing this, Fu Song cursed, and immediately gritted his teeth, moving the Buddha power in his body, and then, a terrifying breath emanated from him.

"Blode? Huh, you think you will be captured in this seat, will you watch you blew up? Fusong, you are so naive."

Then, the magician was calm, smiled coldly, swiped his hand, and hit Fusong's eyebrows with his index finger. The power on his body, like a frustrated ball, quickly dried out.

Immediately afterwards, the magician picked it up, and with a move of his right hand, a short blade appeared on his hand and cut it towards Fusong's arm, quickly cutting the blood vessels in his two arms.

Two blood spattered out, all falling on the seal, showing a **** light, which was in harmony with the Buddha power on the seal.

Then, the magician put his hands together and drew out Fusong's blood, throwing it all into the seal.

Fu Song didn't even have time to make a scream, so he cut into a skin bag and fell at the feet of the magician.

The magician didn't even look at it, and he came to the seal, mobilizing the power that I was afraid of, choking his hands together, pinching out a mysterious mark, and breaking into the seal.

"Om——!"

The blood of Na Fusong immediately showed the majestic Buddha power, the quintessential Buddha pattern, and the mark made by the magician, blending into the seal.

The Buddha pattern and Buddha characters in the seal immediately made a sneer, and then bursts of black smoke.

Immediately after that, there was a loud bang, and the Buddha pattern and the Buddha characters in the seal were all gone.

"boom!"

Then, the entire seal was broken, a violent roar came out, and then the majestic demonic energy rushed out from it, raging like a tide, raging.

The magician stood outside the seal, his expression filled with excitement.

"Huh."

In an instant, a black shadow suddenly sprang out of it, the size of a normal lion.

Its appearance is also somewhat similar to that of a lion. Its limbs are strong, like a pillar of heaven, but its whole body is pitch black, its back has pitch-black hair, and its body is covered with pitch-black scales, like dragon scales.

The most horrible thing is that it has a mouth full of fangs, and there are two curved black horns on its forehead, constantly blooming black light, making a crackling sound, but the most weird thing is that it has nine dark eyes. , And the pupil color of each eye is different.

It looked at the unobtrusive magician wearing a black robe, revealing a hideous beast mouth, and then even uttered something, saying, "Humanity, did you let this king come out?"

"Not bad."

The magician looked at the nine-eyed monster, nodded with a smile, and then said: "Nine-eyed golden beast, surrender to this seat."

"Human, do you dare to let this king surrender you? Hahaha, really humble human beings, your continent, almost conquered by my master, even dared to make this king surrender you, you are really bold and ignorant. "

The monster called the nine-eyed beast by the magician laughed fiercely, and then stared at him with nine eyes and said: "However, this king has just gotten out of trouble and needs someone to do things, so let's make an exception. Be a slave."

"Nine-eyed beast, it seems that you still don't know the situation in the Tamron Continent right now. Let me tell you, your demons have already been beaten back by my human race. Now it is the Tamron Continent hundreds of thousands of years later." The magician said indifferently.

"What? It's no wonder why this king feels that the concentration of aura in this world is so low, it turned out to be so."

The nine-eyed beast changed his eyes when he heard the words, and then said in a low voice: "However, even if this continent becomes a deserted place, this king still has a way to leave here, and you, human, you don’t want to leave here, go up. World?"