At this moment, Master Adu spoke a strange language and roared loudly several times towards the nebula.

In the nebula, on the few inhabited stars, and in the dozens of Buddhist temples, streams of light rose into the sky. Not long after, accompanied by a deep beast roar, a statue was born with arms on all sides, majestic and beautiful.

The woman, riding a blood-furred lion, slowly walked out of the nebula.

The woman released a terrifying coercion like a natural disaster all over her body. She glanced across the void. The void was distorted and oscillated. From time to time, space cracks like spider webs appeared. The blood-furred lion under her seat was even more ferocious, shaking its head.

In the middle, four red lotuses made of plasma under his feet spit out boundless blood, and a thick bloody stench hit his face, making Lu Qian feel like he was on a battlefield with at least trillions of corpses of various colors piled up around him!

This is a fierce god.

The fierce god is far more tyrannical, more ferocious, and crueler than Master Adu and others!

I saw that when the woman came out riding a blood-furred lion, more than a thousand outer sect protectors present, including Master Adu, all stepped back. Master Adu only stepped back dozens of steps, and some

The weaker outer sect guardians simply stepped back hundreds or thousands of steps, and some even knelt on the ground to worship him tremblingly.

When the woman spoke, her voice was graceful and clear. Her voice was exquisite and worthy of her peerless appearance.

"What's going on? You weak and incompetent men... Haha, where are the enemies? Where are they? Do you need me to kill them all? I know what use you can be?"

Master Adu hurriedly came up and muttered a few words in a low voice.

The woman's face suddenly changed, and the face facing Lu Qian suddenly widened her eyes, revealing a smile of great surprise. She was stunned, thinking for a while, and then laughed loudly: "Yes.

Ah, yes, that’s right, Maitreya has passed away, and none of these little thieves are my match... Why don’t you rebel? It’s long past time to rebel!”

"Ah, wrong, wrong, when I was seriously injured and sleeping, Maitreya could still move... I didn't dare to rebel at that time, I didn't dare at that time... But now!"

The blood-haired lion opened its mouth, and thick saliva slowly dripped from the corner of its mouth. It turned around and grinned ferociously at Lu Qian and Master Lang Yue. Only then did Lu Qian see that there was something hanging from the neck of the blood-haired lion.

With thirty-six bared teeth, the head is obviously still alive!

These heads are of different races. Only three of them have the same facial features as human beings. Others include dragon heads, bird heads, snake heads... all kinds of weird and weird ones. And these heads are obviously still alive, and their vitality is

Imprisoned in the skull, their souls were imprisoned in the skull. Although they were still alive, they had lost all resistance.

Following the movements of the blood-furred lion, all thirty-six heads bared their teeth and let out vicious curses.

Their curses had condensed into substance, and before wisps of sticky blood flames rose up, they merged into the thick blood light behind the eight-armed woman, gradually increasing her pressure and strengthening her cultivation.

!

The woman looked at Lu Yi and Master Lang Yue from the front. Of course, the focus of her eyes fell on Master Lang Yue.

Lu Qian, just by the aftermath of the woman's gaze, suddenly felt hot all over his body. The smell of blood he smelled had turned into substance. The void around him suddenly collapsed and distorted. From the normal void, he was heading towards

A hellish battlefield made of countless blood and flesh, with countless crazy demons fighting crazily inside, fell down.

Below, countless crazy demons who were fighting indiscriminately and attacking indiscriminately without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy suddenly stopped. They raised their heads and looked at Lu Qian who fell from the sky with salivation.

Countless crazy murmurs blasted into Lu Qian's mind, setting off a wave of terror in his mind.

"Eat him!"

"Tear him apart!"

"Destroy him!"

There were more terrifying, filthy, and dirty words spoken, and some of them were grotesquely crazy, and even expressed their strong desire to engage in some illegal interactions with Lu Qian that went beyond friendship, regardless of race and gender!

Evil!

Madness!

Incredibly twisted demon!

These people were all enemies killed by the woman in the past years. Their bodies were destroyed and their souls were devoured. Only the most primitive trace of 'sin' was left in them, which was sealed by the woman in their souls.

, transformed into such a terrifying and evil existence, and allowed to be driven by the woman, it became her most commonly used attack method!

Even many powerful people with the title of Buddha in Buddhism had their golden bodies disintegrated and their souls collapsed under the gaze of a woman. They were directly drawn into this bloody battlefield of hell, and were torn to pieces by countless sins.

Food!

The Pearl of Taichu moved.

Lu Qian's soul suddenly felt cool, and he shuddered. The blood around him suddenly dimmed, and the smell of blood that his nose smelled also quickly disappeared. The Taichu Mixing Pearl wrapped Lu Qian's soul, dragging his body with it.

Consciousness must transcend this terrible hell of flesh and blood.

But the boundless bloody light caught up with him.

The Taichu Hun Tongzhu has cut off Lu Yi's various causes and effects, obliterating all divination connections between Lu Yi and the outside world. It is impossible for ordinary people to attack Lu Yi with this kind of magical power of "moving thoughts and following souls"!

But this woman obviously has supernatural powers beyond the ordinary.

Even with the Taichu Huntong Pearl protecting the soul, the flesh and blood hell only stagnated slightly for a while before continuing to chase Lu Qian!

Although the tracking speed became very slow, the terrifying pressure of approaching the soul step by step, with a blazing death intention, made Lu Qian sweat all over his body, and he couldn't help but let out a horrified roar!

The clouds moved.

The Buddha's light surged across the sky, arrogant and domineering, like an ancient demonic elephant crashing into a military formation composed of a group of small wild boars. It shattered the surging hell of flesh and blood into pieces with three blows.

The scent of sandalwood slowly circulated, and the pure and peaceful breath lingered throughout his body. Lu Qian subconsciously clenched the Tianlong Zen Staff with both hands, and looked in horror at this terrifying existence that just looked at him and almost caused his soul to fall, and would never be reincarnated.

This woman's cultivation level was much better than Lu Qianqiang's today.

But her weird magical attack is a purely 'conceptual' thing... it's weird and evil, and doesn't make sense at all... not even the Taichu Mixing Pearl can't offset its power 100%, which makes Lu

Where can I find reason in this world?

Master Langyue's whole body suddenly shook. Her fair skin suddenly turned into a bloody color, and her skin became almost translucent. There were countless crazy and fighting demonic shadows faintly visible inside.

Master Lang Yue has just returned. Her hard cultivation is not as good as Lu Qian's. The number and grade of the Buddhist weapons and Buddhist treasures on her body are not as good as Lu Qian's, who has received countless powerful legacy from the Landa Holy Land, let alone

Said that the treasure Yuncha she wanted to get is now in Lu Qian's hands!

Therefore, Lu Qian could still rely on the Taichu Mixing Pearl to mitigate the opponent's attack, but Master Lang Yue almost fell into despair when the opponent saw it.

Lu Qian let out a clear whistle, and Yuncha released immeasurable Buddha's light, washing over Master Langyue's body with mighty force.

Master Langyue's body trembled, and blood gushed out from her seven orifices. She groaned, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Lu Qian... wine!"

Lu Qian was stunned, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of jars of aged spirits flew out.

The face of the woman across from him froze, and she subconsciously urged the blood-furred lion to retreat.

Master Lang Yue waved his hand, and a faint Buddha's light surged, and the seals of hundreds of wine jars shattered. Master Lang Yue opened his mouth, and blood gushed out like a fountain, and all fell into the wine jars.

These aged spirits suddenly turned into blood wine.

Master Lang Yue flew out with a kick, and a wine jar flew towards the woman. She sneered: "Qi Shili, your weakness is almost known to the world... How can you still dare to take action against me? Now,

But there is no Maitreya chanting Buddhist sutras to suppress your weaknesses!"

The beautiful woman Qi Shili groaned. She opened her arms and grabbed a handful of the jar of strong wine. Then she raised her head and started drinking wine.

She just drank a few sips, and the four faces turned red. The other three faces were all furious, and they all cursed the 'front' who was drinking. Their roars were nothing more than that everyone had the same status and were ordinary and useless.

Why is it that the second person who is the master of the house can enjoy wine with his straight face, but they can only watch?

As he spoke, all eight arms moved in unison.

The two arms that belong to the front are holding wine jars and just pouring wine into their mouths. The other six arms are scratching and beating these two arms until they are bloody and bruised, and the bones are broken. Take a good look.

The jar of blood wine was broken, and the four faces opened their mouths and sucked hard, and the poured wine flowed into the four small mouths respectively.

Master Adu and others all covered their faces.

Qi Shili, among them, the outer sect protectors, is the most terrifying person in battle. She is the most powerful and the weakest. If you don't know her weaknesses, she will be invincible and invincible on the battlefield.

Supreme... But once her weaknesses are known, she basically has no fighting power at all!

A few jars of blood wine can completely disintegrate all her powers.

But what big force would lack blood wine?

Master Lang Yue sneered and kicked the wine jar towards Qi Shili one after another. Qi Shili cursed angrily and mumbled incomprehensibly, but like a monkey being teased, he couldn't help but stretch out his arms.

Go out and fight for these wine jars.

Lu Qian and Master Lang Yue didn't take action. Qi Shili himself had already beaten him until eight of his arms exploded inch by inch, and his flesh and bones were sprayed all over the sky. Several arms started to attack his body hysterically, and even the mighty armor on his body

The armor was all broken into pieces.

The blood-furred lion under her seat had a fierce look in its eyes, opened its mouth and wildly swallowed the flesh and blood dropped by Qi Shili!

Obviously, this blood-furred lion is not a good person. Its relationship with Qi Shili is probably the same as that between an outer sect protector and a Buddhist sect, right?

After struggling like this for a while, Master Langyue stopped kicking the wine jar.

She said coldly: "Qi Shili, has your drinking capacity increased over the years? Without Maitreya to suppress your weakness, how many jars of wine are needed to make you drunk, and you can just let me slaughter you? Three thousand

Altar? Thirty thousand altars? Three hundred thousand altars?”

Master Lang Yue glanced at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian nodded thoughtfully: "Is this senior's weakness the wine? Haha, the huge Shen Yin, if nothing else, can easily bring out hundreds of millions of jars of old wine, it won't be a problem..."

Qi Shili swallowed, her body swayed, blood surged, and her arms healed instantly. She punched the blood-haired lion sitting next to her so hard that the head of the blood-haired lion collapsed.

, the brain matter spurted out, and the blood-haired lion roared in pain, its roar filled with endless malice.
To be continued...