"Buzz!" Xuanyuan Peng's figure teleported, disappearing without a trace from the sea of ​​people dominated by half a step!

"Young man takes his life, ahhh..." The first-level master and the second-level master who were angry and angrily killed each other, but the palm weapons they attacked, except for the hundreds of scapegoats and half-step masters, they did not touch a trace of Xuanyuan Peng at all. He teleported away in time before being attacked.

"Xuanyuan Peng, if you kill my elite soldiers, you should die for thousands of crimes, and you should die for thousands of crimes..." The Amitabha Buddha Emperor, who was sitting cross-legged on the white elephant, rushed into his chest with hatred. His eyes and spiritual sense were looking for Xuanyuan Peng's flaws. At this moment, he finally caught a trace and slapped the white elephant's head...

"Swish..." A white elephant trunk, like a powerful crossbow, like a flash of lightning. Xuanyuan Peng had just teleported out from the sea of ​​people in half a step, and condensed into an unmanned airspace. With a bang, he was entangled and wrapped around the nose of the white elephant that had been accumulating for a long time...

"The hand of the dragon capture!" Amitabha's eyes lit up, and he roared like a hungry wolf, stretched out his big hand, and a dragon claw-like magical hand grabbed the trapped Xuanyuan Peng's head fiercely!

He wanted to break Xuanyuan Peng's head alive to expose the hatred of the murder of powerful soldiers and powerful generals!

"Hell's Scythe, let me show up!" When Xuanyuan Peng Ning appeared, his arms were like cranes flapping their wings, maintaining a rapid leap, and it was not wrapped up by the white elephant's nose. He struggled hard, trying to break it. Unexpectedly, the nose of the divine beast was tough and indestructible, and it was like a maggot in the tars bone, tightly entangled him. When he saw Amitabha Buddha King grabbing with his claw, he immediately roared, his right hand was full of blond! A dark sickle wrapped around the evil spirit, filled with the breath of death, and infinite soul energy condensed in his palm.

This is the dominant divine weapon in the underworld, an upgraded version of the previous Grim Reaper's Scythe. Unlike before, the long sickle handle is pitch black as dark as ink, but the sharp and terrifying sickle blade is as scarlet as blood, bright red, and daunting...

"Swish!" The rolling emperor-level source river was burning endlessly. Xuanyuan Peng waved the hell sickle, and with just one sickle, he cut off the tough and indestructible nose of the white elephant like a crack!

"Roar..." The ancient divine elephant jumped and roared in pain, almost lifting the elephant's back, and letting his dragon-capturing hand go from attacking Xuanyuan Peng to involuntarily slashing into the sky with one palm, and rushing into the air, causing the battle space to buzz and tremble!

"Xuanyuan Little Demon, come and take his life!" A group of first-level masters, as fierce as hundreds of birds, their hearts were excited, and finally caught up with the little demon cub. With a loud roar, they attacked together, and hundreds of magical powers, like hundreds of ships fighting for crossing, like wolves and tigers, and caught them...

"Burn, the sickle of hell!" Xuanyuan Peng suddenly sucked a river of imperial-level origin that was tens of millions of miles into the sickle-handed space of the sickle-handed space of the sickle-handed space of the sickle-handed. The rolling magical source energy was like splashing magma, like an erupting volcano. The sickle of hell that was activated suddenly started to burn...

"Slay all the immortals with one sickle!"

Puchi... A shrill trembled the soul, the trembling sickle blade energy that made the body of the dominant was trembling, billions of meters long, it shone brightly in the void, it shone brightly in its eyes, it was extremely dazzling, extremely stunning, extremely powerful, unstoppable, and as fast as a flash of lightning...

Swish!... A tremor like cutting paper trembled gently in the air, so gentle, but when it was heard in the eardrums of the masters, it was as heavy as thunder!

Sao! Hundreds of masters attacked Xuanyuan Peng's first-level master, and half of the Buddha's body slid down from his waist, and a sound of flapping sound. More than a hundred masters were cut off from their waists in an instant by a sickle, and their body and souls were destroyed. They could not die anymore!

The Scythe of Hell, activated by the majestic emperor-level source energy, exposed its terrifying fangs under the magical use of Xuanyuan Peng. One sickle kills hundreds of first-level masters, which is terrifying!

"Hiss!..." The first-level masters in pursuit all took a breath and had to stop. Xuanyuan Peng was so powerful that he had more than 900,000 elite soldiers of the emperor level were buried in his poisonous magical powers. Tens of thousands and half-step masters were killed by him. It seems that next, it will be the first-level master's turn to be killed!

This son's magical powers are endless. Although this time, in addition to his own skills, he also needs to add the power of the Hell Scythe. Although the power of the Hell Scythe requires a large amount of energy to activate, Xuanyuan Peng is said to have the existence of the Hell Tower. How much energy is there in that Hell Tower? No one can guess it thoroughly. In short, it can definitely be described as a massive amount.

The tactics of relying on the sea of ​​people, the tactics of beating and killing Xuanyuan Peng have been ruined!

"Why, don't you chase me? Didn't you just put on my back, calling me timid and saying I don't dare to fight? Now, as you wish, I turned around and prepared to fight with you for a good fight last time. Why, is it your turn to be a turtle with your head? Is it your turn to hide your head and show your tail? Hahahahaha..."

Xuanyuan Peng was floating in the void, leaning on the sickle of hell, and the bloody sickle blade bent and stretched over his head. He sneered and laughed loudly.

"Hmph, the devil clown, dare you laugh at me as no one in the Amitabha Dynasty? Die for me! Infinite Divine Palm!" A second-level master shot in lightning, crossed the sky above the head of the first-level master who had stopped, and looked like a big beast and bird. He waved his big hand and bombarded it with his palm...

That palm contained infinite Buddha energy, like a universe collapsed, like a rolling starry sky falling down, the second-level dominant aura made people tremble!

"Just you, you are not qualified? Let's see who dies first!" Xuanyuan Peng sneered. He fought with the elite soldiers of the imperial level, the half-step master, and even the first-level masters, using the power of the first-level peak master. This may be because this second-level master came bravely. He sneered on his face, and the divine thought moved, the witch god came to his body and exploded fiercely!

Buzz! An invisible power of a great witch, like a waterfall, pouring into his heavenly spirit cap, causing his original aura to soar suddenly!

"Swish!" The sickle of hell flashed like a blood-colored lightning, mixed with a tragic scream of serious injury and exploded through the air. The second-level master who attacked Xuanyuan Peng, an arm was cut off by the sickle blade...

"Wow!..." The second-level master of the Amitabha Dynasty was heart-wrenching in pain, desperately trying to reborn his body. The indestructible divine light rolled like a boil, but the wound on the broken arm was bleeding like a tide, and there was no sign of rebirth, as if he had been cursed by the God of Death. The law of rebirth and the Buddha's light of healing were ineffective on it.

And this is also the special power of the Hell Scythe. It is a magic weapon in the underworld and a dominant weapon. When the sickle is cut out, it contains the original fluctuations of the rules of hell. It is like the god of death in hell, spreading death, spreading the coldness of the evil and ice, causing all life to wither, causing all creatures to shrink, and leaving all vitality out.

Therefore, the second-level master who was cut off his arm by the Scythe of Hell could not rely on the treatment of the Vajra Indestructible Power or the power of the rebirth law to restore the disaster of the broken arm.

In other words, the limbs that were cut by the Hell's Scythe are like being entangled and eroded by the rules of death, and the cell activity has completely extinct. No matter what, you can't even think of healing it!

Xuanyuan Peng didn't know whether the higher-level master Buddha could solve the special power of this hell scythe, but he knew that it was impossible to resolve the law of death contained in the sickle blade by the same level, or a small master staircase higher than him. The power of Yinsha Ice and Cold is even more unsolvable than his cultivation level!

"This...this...this..."

"Hiss, isn't that little demon cub the top master of the first level? How could it be, how could it be that the second level of my dynasty would be cut off..."

"Why is this demon getting stronger and stronger? It seems that I can't suppress this kid by relying on my Amitabha Dynasty alone..."

"Buddhist Emperor, you should send a message to Mount Sumeru quickly, summon all the Buddhas to come and suppress this son. I am afraid that I will be powerless in the face of his cruelty!"

The thousands of first-level masters were getting stronger and stronger by Xuanyuan Peng's battle. They had a lot of magical powers. They were so scared that they could not help but shout, wanting to invite reinforcements. More reinforcements. Their Amitabha Dynasty was just a layman power in the Buddhist realm. The true backer was the Sumeru Buddhist power in the Sumeru Heaven, as well as the supreme existence of Lingshan Buddhism in the Supreme Heaven, and the Great Leiyin Temple where Amitabha Buddha was located!

However, due to the original laws of the Sumeru Heaven, the stronger dominant existence cannot withstand the supreme existence. Supreme beings such as Amitabha Buddha have long ascended to the supreme heaven and created Lingshan and the foundation of the Buddhist sect of the Great Leiyin Temple, which is powerful in the heavens and all realms. It is also the largest backing pillar of the Sumeru Heaven Buddha Realm.

"Just, there are hundreds of second-level masters in our dynasty, and thousands of first-level masters. Why should we alarm the Bodhisattvas of Mount Sumeru? Form a formation and join forces to suppress this son, have you seen it? The second-level master in our dynasty has just cut off one arm. The boy has no stronger power to kill one second-level master. After all, he only has the cultivation level of the first-level master. If his magic weapon was not strong, how could he threaten the safety of the second-level master?"

The face of Amitabha Buddha darkened and shouted loudly. He had been observing Xuanyuan Peng's weaknesses. Unfortunately, although Xuanyuan Peng's original aura made him determine the dominant level of the first-level peak secret realm that he had been maintaining, there was always a little unfathomable and unsightly feeling. It was not until the sickle was cut off and an arm was cut off, and it was impossible to threaten the life worshipped by the second-level master that he let out a long sigh: Humph, no matter how strong this little devil is, it is just a powerful treasure. The middle and low-level soldiers of the Amitabha dynasty were killed or injured, but the high-level combat power was almost there, so where did he be afraid of him?

The Amitabha Buddha Emperor was crazy in battle, and he wanted to fulfill his dream of killing Xuanyuan Peng, using this achievement to replace the immortal clan and become the number one force in Sumi Heaven!

As soon as he said this, the dynasty's masters all lit up their eyes. Even the second-level worshipper who flew back and covered his arms and screamed, his eyes flashed fiercely. He stopped in front of the first-level master's sea of ​​people, wanted to kill him back and take revenge.

Indeed, Xuanyuan Peng was ruthless. With a poisonous attack, how many emperor-level elite soldiers and half-step masters had been destroyed? Wherever he went, it was like the god of death coming, spreading death. No one was his opponent. Although the sickle just now was earth-shaking, it only cut off the arm of the second-level priest, and it seemed to be exhausted. He did not take advantage of the opportunity to cut off another sickle and cut off the head of the second-level priest...

This shows that this son's combat power has reached its extreme and it is impossible to be stronger. Otherwise, he would give up the opportunity to kill a second-level worshiper to establish his authority?

Humph, this boy can rank the elite soldiers of the emperor because he has practiced the poisonous technique that people dislike; he can slash the second level of sacrifice, relying on the power of the treasure! He has been killing all the way to this day, this boy is like a donkey in his skills and is at the end of his strength! Thinking of this, the masters all lit up their eyes and rekindled their fighting spirit!

"Form a formation!" Swish swish swish swish... The dominant figure formed a formation, which was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning. In an instant, more than three thousand first-level masters and more than five hundred second-level worshipers formed a "Thousand Buddhas and Demon-slaying Formation"!

"Boom!" The Amitabha Buddha Emperor slapped the white elephant's head. The ancient divine elephant stared at Xuanyuan Peng with great hatred. Its elephant trunk was cut off by this person. Its elephant trunk was unable to recover its complete elephant trunk until now. It was so painful that it trembled in its heart, and it wanted to step on him to death! The white elephant roared and jumped into the eyes of the main formation of the Buddha array. Suddenly, a peerless Buddha array with the Mitian Buddha Emperor as the core was arranged. If this was jointly activated, it would be powerful enough to scare people to death with one blow!

At least, the Buddha Emperor Mitian thought so. Isn’t it a piece of cake to suppress Xuanyuan Peng, who is at the peak of the first-level master's cultivation in front of such a huge killing formation? Can he still escape from the palms of the masters of the Amitabha Dynasty?

Seeing the huge master-level Buddha formation, Xuanyuan Peng looked at it, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise and fear on his face that made the dynasty masters proudly. In fact, he was overjoyed in his heart and said intimidating: My plan to show weakness and lure the enemy is complete!

After he cut off the second-level priest of the dynasty, he was fully powerful and suddenly attacked the subsequent tricks to take his life. But in that case, the shock was too great. The masters of the Amitabha Dynasty, whether they were first-level or second-level, must have been frightened by his power. They either evacuated hastily or had to invite the Buddhas on Mount Sumeru to rescue the Buddhas on Mount Sumeru at all costs. No matter which point, it was not in the interests of Xuanyuan Peng!

If the dynasty rulers fled, they would definitely run around in all directions, so that they would not be able to chase this or that, and they would not be able to completely wipe out and chase all the masters. Keeping such a huge force of more than three thousand first-level masters and five hundred second-level worshipers will sooner or later be a disaster. Once Xuanyuan Peng ascends to the High Heaven, the remaining Nether Clan will be crazyly chased by this force...

It is not in the interests of Xuanyuan Peng to bring in the Buddhas of Mount Sumeru in advance. After all, in addition to the Buddhas of Mount Sumeru, there are thousands of dynasties who have helped, so the battle will be quite difficult and it will never be as smooth as this battle.

Therefore, Xuanyuan Peng succeeded in a sickle and deliberately showed weakness. Instead of taking advantage of the situation, he pretended to be unable to chase and killed the person, and let the broken arm sacrifice and flee successfully. He asked the Amitabha Buddha Emperor, who was in charge of his weakness and strength, made a wrong judgment on his strength and strength, and thus lured them to come up together, wanting to fight and quickly solve him.

As he wished, Amitabha Buddha Emperor was indeed deceived. The rulers of the dynasties really formed a huge Buddha formation. Amitabha Buddha Emperor thought he was sure to win, but finally couldn't help but take action personally to participate in this feat of thousands of Buddhas slaughtering demons!

This is exactly: the Buddha array shoots billions of light, and Xuanyuan hides in secret and annihilates the entire plan!

A terrifying killing is about to break out! I just don’t know if the thousands of masters of the Amitabha Dynasty can successfully kill Xuanyuan Peng, or if Xuanyuan Peng gets his wish and ends his trick? (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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