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Chapter 540: Hong Jun: A scoundrel of the heavens, worthy of being the most proud disciple of the po

Chapter 540 Hongjun: The evil disciple of Tongtian is worthy of being the most proud disciple of the poor Taoist! (4)

And at this time,

Zhunti, who still didn't know that he would be in trouble, was still looking ahead with a smile and said to himself——

"Fellow Taoist Tongtian, the Four Swords of Zhuxian have been temporarily suppressed by the four Pindao people. Now, fellow Taoists are unable to fight back, and the Qingping Sword is not in the hands of fellow Taoists..."

Speaking of which,

Zhunti showed an extremely confident smile on his face and asked loudly: "I wonder what kind of killing treasures my friend has in his hands?"

At this time,

The voice of Tongtian Cult Leader came from the darkness——

"Zhunti, before you and Taishang and Yuanshi plotted against Pindao, and this time you came to join forces to deal with Pindao. This time, if you can survive, the grudge between you and Pindao will be over!"

Whoosh!

As Tongtian finished speaking, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhunti's forehead. The faint uneasiness made Zhunti feel creepy.

The next second,

A black spearhead that looked ordinary and nothing extraordinary suddenly appeared behind the blood-lettered tombstone and headed straight for Zhunti's golden body with eighteen hands and twenty-four poems.

immediately,

All of Zhunti's heads showed signs of shock, his pupils shrank sharply, the golden light in his eyes was restrained, and he said in horror: "The head of the God-killing Spear? How come it is in your hand?"

The next second,

Zhunti was shrouded in death, and without any time to be frightened and frightened, the Seven Treasures Tree suddenly shot out thousands of seven-color divine light, brushing towards the head of the God-killing Spear!

but,

The God-killing Spear originally represented the law of killing in the world. Although it was incomplete,

But because we are in the Immortal Killing Formation!

When the power of killing and killing surged, the small spear head actually pierced the ten thousand layers of seven-color divine light and went straight to the center of Zhunti's eyebrows!

seeing the situation,

In panic and uneasiness, Zhunti roared angrily: "I'm fucked! I don't believe it. I can't stop a small spearhead!!!"

The next second,

The eighteen magic weapons on Zhuntijin's body simultaneously brought up a golden tail and struck hard at the head of the oncoming God-killing Spear.

but,

Most of those magic weapons are acquired spiritual treasures. When they come into contact with the head of the God-killing Spear, they are either torn through or blown away. Each magic weapon has its own damage!

Gan!

Zhunti cursed secretly, knowing that even the tip of the God-killing Spear, blessed with killing power in this Immortal-killing Formation, would probably be as powerful as it was in its entirety.

But the only thing that gave him some relief was,

It’s just that the power carried on the head of the God-killing Spear has weakened a lot!

finally,

Zhunti gritted his teeth, and with the magic power surging all over his body, he used his golden body Dharma-image hand, holding the blessing pestle and six pure bamboos, to hit the head of the God-killing Spear fiercely!

when!

When the blessing pestle hit the head of the God-killing Spear, it made an earth-shattering sound of gold and iron, and a series of sparks burst out.

The six pure bamboos followed closely behind, and they were slapped on the God-killing Spear. With a 'click' sound, a crack suddenly appeared on the six pure bamboos.

but,

The direction of the gun tip of the God-killing Spear has also changed a little!

at this time,

Zhunti smiled coldly and said: "Fellow Taoist Tongtian, you have failed!"

Subsequently,

It was too late to wave the blessing pestle and the six pure bamboo sticks, and in a thousandth of an instant, a thousand layers of seven-color divine light were released.

The divine light is bright, like a long seven-colored river, flowing towards the head of the God-killing Spear!

but,

Even though the power of the spear head of the God-killing Spear is greatly reduced, it doesn't seem to have any regard for the seven-color divine light that can swipe everything in the world.

After easily piercing all the divine light, he appeared directly in front of Zhunti, and with a pop, the small half of the spear head penetrated Zhunti's left shoulder!

And there was also a huge wound on the left shoulder of Zhunti Jinshen Dharmaxiang!

"oops!"

After Zhunti screamed, he involuntarily took half a step back. He was about to endure the severe pain and leave the tip of the God-killing Spear behind.

Suddenly I saw the head of the gun flying backwards and disappearing into the darkness in front of me again!

Everything just said is complicated,

In fact, it only takes one breath!

now,

Zhunti looked at the hole in his shoulder and the dark golden blood flowing out of it, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

fine,

The God-killing Spear is incomplete. Although it is still a fierce weapon, it no longer has the terrifying power of killing immortals and killing gods!

If this gun is completely destroyed, no matter how powerful you are, you will have to wait for death quietly!

no one knows,

How many of the three thousand gods and demons in the Kaitian Period were killed by the God-killing Spear!

It wasn't until golden blood flowed out from his shoulders that Zhunti truly breathed a sigh of relief. With a look of disappointment that no gun tip was left on his face, he looked at the void in front of him with a smile and said:

"Fellow Taoist Tongtian, since Pindao is fine, I think we can put an end to our grudges!"

"What? A write-off?"

Tongtian's voice of doubt and ridicule came from the darkness. Just when Zhunti was puzzled, Tongtian laughed again and said: "Zhunti, I'm afraid you have forgotten where you are?"

grass,

Where is Pindao?

Isn't it just in the Immortal Killing Formation? So what...

Whoosh!

When Zhunti came back to his senses, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead again, and his face suddenly turned the color of gold foil. Just when he was about to speak,

Suddenly, a sword clang sounded in my ears!

The next second,

The darkness in front of Zhunti suddenly increased more than ten times, and even the twenty-four songs on his body could no longer see his own hand!

Subsequently,

There was a click,

The darkness above Zhunti's head cracked, and the shadow of a divine sword that made the gods despair suddenly appeared from the crack and stabbed directly towards Zhunti's forehead!

at the same time,

Everyone outside also saw that the Absolute Immortal Sword hanging on the gate of the formation suddenly emitted a bright sword light, turned into the shadow of the Absolute Immortal Sword, and shot directly into the void!

"Why!"

At this time,

Hongjun, who was standing there with his hands behind his back, sighed sadly and said to himself: "The most outstanding of all poor Taoists is this young disciple!"

After saying that,

Hongjun, who had a sad face, suddenly disappeared, and then the purple figure appeared directly in the gate of the Absolute Immortal Sword Formation, countless times faster than the sword light of the Absolute Immortal Sword.

Hongjun ignored the speeding sword light, raised one hand to grab the void in front of him, and pulled out Zhunti, who was pale and frightened.

Then he threw it out of the Immortal Killing Formation as if throwing away garbage!

"old……"

I felt like I had walked in front of death, and when I came back to my senses, I just shouted a word, and Hongjun's purple figure disappeared again!

When he reappears,

He was already at the position where Zhunti was before, and curiously looked at the darkness in front of him!

With a smile in his eyes, he said in an appreciative tone: "Yes, very good. If Luo Hu had penetrated the Immortal Killing Formation in ancient times, the poor Taoist would really be in danger!"

After saying that,

The phantom of the Immortal Sword falling from the crack had already reached Hongjun's head, but Hongjun did not dodge or block it, he just stroked his beard gently.

Click!

boom!

The shadow of the immortal sword in the formation suddenly shattered three inches away from Hongjun's head, turned into a bright point of light, and disappeared without a trace!

And at this time,

Tongtian, who was multi-purpose, finally realized that the man was actually Hongjun!

at the same time,

Di Xin's voice also sounded in Tongtian's ears: "Old man, Hongjun is here..."
Chapter completed!
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