Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Sweeping sharp eyes, looking around, looking at Zhang Zhijing, who was already weak and muddy, and several elders of the whole town, he sneered suddenly: "Who else is there in the world!"

As soon as the words fell, a loud roar came from above the head: "There is me!"

Two black shadows burst out of the sky, they were Qi Liang and Hei Zhuo who had been hiding in the dark for a long time.

Hei Zhuo waved his hands, and a long sword shook the thick clouds above his head, and the sun shone through the clouds immediately.

"Do it!!"

Seeing the clouds tearing apart and the sun shining brightly, the eyes of Yu Heng and others who had been waiting for a long time on another hill below the mountain brightened.

Immediately followed the previous instructions, and shot one after another.

Everyone used all available means to gather sunlight on Monk Yuheng.

"Amitabha!"

The scorching sun was falling, and Monk Yuheng jumped up, facing the sun and jumping in mid-air, with an extra golden relic in his hand.

This is the most important core stamp of Monk Yuheng, 【Buddha Golden Bone】

His whole body of Buddhism is comprehended from it, and the importance in Monk Yuheng's heart is even comparable to a golden stamp.

However, at this time, he clasped his hands together, and the relic, the size of a pigeon egg, turned into golden powder in his palm.

As monk Yuheng raised his hands high, gold powder sprinkled on his head, turning him into a golden Buddha in an instant.

This is the last special skill of 【Buddha Golden Bone】;

Burn with stone: This stamp is completely destroyed after use.

Temporary Buddha power increased by 300%: lasts for 30 seconds.

Temporarily obtain the blessing effect of Buddhas: lasts for 30 seconds.

Temporarily gain the effect of invulnerability to evil: lasts for 30 seconds.

In sunlight, the above effects will be temporarily increased by 20% for 30 seconds.

(Note: 3 seconds is not a real man, come and feel ten times faster!)

The golden powder bathed the body, making Yuheng's whole body golden, and he rose up to the Buddha on the ground, and put his hands together, condensing all the people covered with Buddha's light into a line, reaching to the sky.

"Holy Light Shield!"

Qi Liang stepped on the golden sword and stood up, and he called out the twelve holy light shields, merged into a concave mirror, and accurately received Yuheng's Buddha light.

Together with the holy light technique, it exploded in the circular mirror shield, and then turned into a strong light, which accurately shone on Dajue Evil Thought from above the sky.

Dajue, who was still in a mad state just now, was caught off guard by this strong light.

He is the supreme demon body.

But just now when Emperor Taishan crushed him with a finger, he was on the verge of collapse, and the power of the refracted and concentrated glare in front of him had already reached an astonishing level.

Even in his full state, he didn't dare to resist easily, let alone now, when he was caught off guard, he was suddenly shrouded in strong light, and his physical body seemed to be set on fire, making heart-piercing screams.

"Success!"

Seeing this, Qi Liang and the others were overjoyed, but at this moment, Qi Liang's heart tightened suddenly, and a strong killing intent came directly from behind.

"Who!"

The murderous aura came over, so that Qi Liang didn't care too much, and hurriedly removed a holy light shield to block behind him.

"boom!"

A cold light cut on the holy light shield. The extremely strong holy light shield was like tofu at the moment, without any hindrance, the sword glow had already struck him, flying him out of the air.

Also at this moment, Dajue's evil thoughts and intuition lightened his whole body, and he didn't dare to be careless anymore, and his figure suddenly rushed towards Zhang Zhizhi who was lying on the ground.

"stop!"

Seeing this, Miao Dao waited for several disciples to summon their swords to meet them, but their strength was too weak, at least in the eyes of Dajue Evil Thought, they were really worthless.

Sweeping with both arms, a huge force struck like mountains and seas, knocking Miao Daoyi and the others into the air. The big scarlet hand grabbed Zhang Zhijing's forehead and pinched it with his fingers.

"puff!"

Zhang Zhijing, who was in a coma, had no room to resist this time, his body twitched a few times, and then he was silent again.

Chapter 1222 Deep love, hard hatred

"Headmaster!!"

Seeing Zhang Zhijing's fall, all the disciples wept loudly.

Miao Dao suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart. Although he didn't know what happened, his strong intuition told him that the foundation of the formation was broken, and Xiao Yan could not escape it in all likelihood.

If so...

Thinking of this, Miao Dao's face changed suddenly, he shook his head and dared not think any further, either angry or evasive.

Miao Daoyi, who was in a mess at the bottom of his heart, with anger in his eyes, grabbed the long sword on the ground and went straight to Dajue, thinking evilly: "I will fight with you, monster!"

Pointing at the edge of the sword, strands of pure sunlight permeated the sword body, and a red-gold, shining, shimmering sword energy pointed directly at Dajue's evil thoughts.

"Pure Yang Technique!"

Dajue evil thoughts narrowed a gap in his eyes, but he lifted a finger with his backhand and pointed at the sword energy. Even though the skin and hair were gone and the finger was full of flesh and blood, it was still as firm as a rock. With a light touch, the sword energy immediately Spread out, the indestructible finger force penetrates the blade at the same time.

Make the six-foot long blade shatter into pieces, and then grab Miao Daoyi's throat with his fingers.

"It's a pity, if you can cultivate the Pure Yang Kung Fu to the seventh level, I am not your opponent at this moment, but you only learned half of the Pure Yang Kung Fu."

Dajue evil thoughts filled his face with regret, he didn't know whether it was regret that Miao Daoyi didn't have a complete pure Yang skill, or regret that he lost an excellent opponent.

"Hey, monster, kill if you want, even if you join the Yan Luo Temple, I will not let you go!"

Miao Dao's eyes were red, and the skin on his face was twisted ferociously, which was very scary.

"Wait a minute!"

I saw a red figure rushing out from the bushes, and fell in front of Dajue's evil thoughts: "Xiaoyan, please let him live. Now that Zhang Zhijing is dead, there is no one in the world who can stop you. Please also ask the demon king to let him live." For the sake of Xiaoyan helping you, let him die."

"Xiaoyan! It's really you!"

When Miao Dao looked at the woman in front of him, his face turned red and white for a while, the scene he was most afraid of was the scene in front of him.