The Villain's Counterattack

Wudao Kuangtian was very angry and he had fallen into madness.

He tried his best to plot against Bu Jingyun, wanting him to help him open the Heavenly Crying Sutra, but in the end, he opened the sutra with his own hands.

What is the purpose of all these efforts?

Did Wudao Kuangtian know from the beginning that he could open the Heavenly Crying Sutra? However, he also knew from the Clay Buddha that this thing carried a powerful curse. He claimed to be the God, so naturally he was unwilling to bear the curse, but he also wanted the magical power of seeing ahead of time.

He schemed and did all kinds of evil, but in the end he ended up hurting others and himself.

"From today on, what does it matter if I have been cursed? Not only will I have achieved unparalleled cultivation, I will also possess the supernatural power to see ahead of others. No one in the world can defeat me anymore!" Wudao Kuangtian had already endured the curse, and he wanted to read the Heavenly Crying Sutra thoroughly, but how could Fengyun let him do as he wished?

"We must not let him see the first character created by Cangjie! Absolutely not!" Nie Feng shouted.

"Then, let's destroy it!" Bu Jingyun was more direct and decisive, which made Nie Feng stunned.

Nie Feng was stunned, but Bu Jingyun was not. He was always very calm, even cold, and he chopped towards the Tianku in Wudao Kuangtian's hand!

Nie Feng is not a pedantic person. On the contrary, when it does not involve his relatives and friends, he is very rational. He also knows that he must not let Wudao Kuangtian become more powerful. Without saying a word, he kicks with all his strength and attacks again with Bu Jingyun's palm!

Fengyun and Wudao Kuangtian were aiming for the Heavenly Weeping Sutra. Wudao Kuangtian was a proud man, but he was only a human and not a god after all. Seeing that he couldn't move the Heavenly Weeping Sutra away in time, he still said arrogantly: "Alright! I refuse to believe that my supreme magic skill, Wukuangxuejue, can't protect the Heavenly Weeping Sutra! Come on!"

As Wudao Kuangtian spoke, he poured his inner strength into the Heavenly Kugging Sutra in his hand, making the sutra as hard as steel. At the same time, Fengyun Leg Palm and Wudao Kuangtian's Heavenly Kuang Blood Absolute finally fought hard through the Heavenly Kugging Thunderbolt!

Under the collision of huge force, the Heavenly Crying Sutra was not destroyed, but this was not because of Wudao Kuangtian's profound skills, but because when the three of them were fighting hard, the Heavenly Crying Sutra suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, the light was so strong and fierce that it was eye-catching and made it difficult for them to see what was happening.

At the moment of the brilliant light bursting out, the palms and legs of Feng Yun and the others that hit Tian Ku were surprisingly the same as Tian Ku, merging into a dazzling brilliant light that enveloped Wu Dao Kuang Tian's body. The red energy turned into thousands of pieces of gray-blue in an instant.

A ball of brilliant light flashed on Fengyun's chest and abdomen. These two balls of brilliant light were actually the Mahamudra hidden in their bodies. When their palms and legs touched, this force was drawn out and rushed straight into Tianku. Under the rapid urging of Mahamudra, the entire Tianku was bursting with brilliant light, and a loud bang was heard!

Amidst the roar of thunder, the entire scroll of Heaven's Cry suddenly exploded into pieces, and then burst into a huge pillar of light with a diameter of five meters, rising into the sky and blasting straight towards the broken peak of the Ten Thousand Years Tears Fountain!

The top of the Broken Sun Peak above everyone's heads was immediately broken open by this huge pillar of light, and all the people in the cave were also driven by the pillar of light, and all rushed straight to the top of the peak involuntarily!

When Qin Shuang rushed to the top of the mountain, he grabbed Youxin and Kongci with both hands, rolled over, and the three of them rolled to a corner of the top of Po Ri Peak that had not been exploded yet, and finally landed safely.

Fengyun and Tiankujing were connected as one, and were severely injured by the huge explosion. Blood spurted out of their mouths, and they were blasted into the sky by the huge column of light.

On the other side, Wudao Kuangtian wasn't so lucky. He was already holding the Heavenly Cry. When it exploded, not only was the red energy all over his body blasted skyward, but it also rapidly dissipated as it soared! He was completely defeated by Fengyun's Mohe Yuanli and the crushing of the Heavenly Cry!

After a shrill scream, the red gas that covered Wudao Kuangtian's body dissipated in mid-air, and he finally revealed his true face under the red gas.

That is, half a human figure!

"I never thought that even I, with my unparalleled divine power, would fall into your hands today!"

"I truly cannot accept defeat! I will surely make a comeback someday!"

"Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, you two, just go and see!"

From a distance, the voices of Wudao Kuangtian could be heard one after another. What was destroyed was not his real body, but the incarnation created by the Tiankuangxuejue magic skill. Although this magic skill was mysterious and the incarnation was not his real body, it was not really that harmless.

The incarnation was destroyed, and the real body in the distance was also not spared and was also seriously injured.

The incarnation of Wudao Kuangtian is so rampant, partly because of his nature, and partly because he relies on the fact that the incarnation is not his real body. He is not afraid of swords and guns or attacks, and will not die even if injured, and his real body will not perish even if broken.

But now that his incarnation was shattered and his real body was seriously injured, the cowardice and fear hidden under his arrogance could no longer be concealed, and he left in a hurry.

The saying that villains die because they talk too much is absolutely true. If he had just left, perhaps nothing would have happened, but he insisted on leaving behind a few harsh words, which attracted the attention of the hidden oriole.

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. Wudao Kuangtian was scheming against Fengyun, but he never imagined that there was a group of people secretly watching them.

At the foot of the Pori Peak, a figure rose from the sky, rising three thousand feet upstream. From that height, he slapped out headfirst, meeting the dazzling light. "Ru. Come. Divine. Palm!"

Although the loud voice was not earth-shattering, it was definitely able to be heard ten miles away. Wherever his palm passed, the huge pillar of light continued to dissipate and turn invisible, and the speed of the man's falling figure gradually slowed down, as if he was fighting against the huge pillar of light.

Wudao Kuangtian was stunned and almost fell to the ground. "Is this also part of the script? Why is it slightly different from what I know?"

With a dull "bang", Wudao Kuangtian's real body flew across and hit the uneven mountain wall. A slim figure wearing a bronze mask appeared silently beside him.

He was shocked by the high martial arts skills of the visitor. She didn't say much. She opened her mouth and inhaled and exhaled. The powerful force came again, causing Wudao Kuangtian's real body to spit out a mouthful of blood. His bones were broken and blood was splattered all over his body.

"Who are you?" Wudao Kuangtian's hair stood on end in anger, his eyes widening as he tried to see who was coming. He had traveled the world for thousands of years and was no stranger to famous masters. There were people in the world who could seriously injure him, but this person...

He can't see clearly!

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this, who are you, who are you?!" Wudao Kuangtian's eyes widened, and he suddenly thought of someone, and shouted angrily: "It's you, it's you, Lin Bufan!"

"I finally found you! This time, I win!" Wudao Kuangtian's voice was filled with madness, and he laughed loudly towards the sky: "World consciousness, use the source of immortality to restore my full strength!"

“Boom~” “Crack!”

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck Wudao Kuangtian's real body hard.

The Demon Lord who was just about to kill him stood there blankly, looking up at the sky with a puzzled look in his eyes.

On the other side, Duan Lang flew from the sky to the top of the mountain, and then descended from the top of the mountain to the Ten Thousand Years of Tears Spring. He finally collected all the scattered magical powers of the Heavenly Crying Sutra into the storage space, turning them into nourishment for the storage space and the Book of Dreams.