Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

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The Three Precepts suddenly felt bad, and when he was distracted, he was severely injured by the joint efforts of several leaders. Afterwards, Dajue's evil thoughts took the opportunity to attack the Three Precepts and successfully absorbed the power of the Three Precepts.

At this time, everyone knew from the conversation between the two.

The Dajue monk at that time cut off his past and future, and the three precepts are the future. He inherited the aspect of restoring Buddhism and accomplishing Buddhism.

The evil thoughts were suppressed by the monk Dajue, and then handed over to the monk Sanjie to let him get rid of the evil thoughts. The Sanjie was soft-hearted at the time, so he suppressed the evil thoughts of Dajue in the ruins of the Demon Cult.

So far, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has become.The rise of magic.

Dajue's evil thoughts even blatantly stated in the conversation with Zhang Zhijing that the so-called Demon Cult was just fabricated by the world.

The siege of those sects was just to plunder the secrets of the demon sect.

Among them, Quanzhen Sect Wang Chongyang's innate skills were also plundered from the Demon Sect.

The Buddhist method of reincarnation also comes from this.

There are also exercises of other sects, which vaguely have the shadow of magic.

Feeling evil, after powerfully killing a leader, he directly extracted a part of the devil's religion from the leader's exercises, and perfected his own abilities.

Proved the fact of the matter.

(The Wanhua Demon Furnace, which is full of evil thoughts, has appeared before.)

Huge changes have taken place in Buddhism, and the inside and outside of the court are extremely shocked. The main task has changed at this time, because Kublai Khan does not intend to suspend this Buddhist and Taoist dispute, and wants to see the final result.

Under Tianyu's suggestion, the protagonist begins to restrain the major sects. At this time, Tianyu discovers that there are traitors among them.

Revised to the third volume Wang Gouzi

Chapter 1205

Looking crookedly on the tree, it is better than a child's graffiti.

Zui Boluo's face turned gloomy, but before he had time to catch up, the six 'dead souls' who gave him a headache came up again.

While Zui Boluo was busy dealing with the six lingering guys, Zhao Ke on the other side fled in a panic all the way. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it.

Don't look at him with ease on the surface, but in reality he has already panicked. The effect of the Vientiane Sky Eye is indeed powerful. With the help of that ray of heavenly punishment, even a human god like Sinboluo can be severely injured.

But the consumption is also astonishingly large, coupled with the constantly split clones, and the countless methods displayed, he is simply burning money crazily.

Almost every moment, every second, or even every frame, is burning his postage.

If Yang Wancai hadn't let Yang Wancai sell a lot of postal points, he would have run out of fuel by now, but even so, the postal points consumed were enough to be called a huge sum of money.

What's more troublesome is that the effect of the Eye of Vientiane is powerful, but the burden is also quite heavy. At this moment, I feel like my body has been hollowed out, and there is no stock left.

If Zui Boluo really caught up at this time, then he really has only a dead end.

"I hope those guys can give Zuipala a headache for a while."

He ran all the way east, with the movement bonus of [Veteran] [Breath of Nature], his speed was as light as an ape in the mountains and forests.

He had to stop and go along the way, leaving his own footprints.

Isn't it very contradictory, not only want to flee in a hurry, but also want to keep leaving traces, so as to make it easier for Zuipala to chase and kill.

But this is exactly what I am preparing for the third gift.

When he thought of the third gift he had prepared for Sinballa, Zhao Ke suddenly had a wicked smile on his lips. He believed that this gift was enough to make Sinballa fall heavily from the high altar down.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking forward to it, but he was destined not to see the moment when Zuipala opened the gift.

"kill!"

The six frenziedly failed to siege and kill. Facing the aggressive attack, Zui Bo Luo didn't want to get entangled, but as time passed, the spectators on the side were eager to try.

Monk Yuheng, staring at the dodging figure of Zui Boluo, couldn't help thinking a little bit, if Zui Boluo didn't dare to kill the six people in front of him, then could they be used as a shield to plot against this human being? What about the gods?

Thinking of this monk Yuheng, he couldn't help but jump in his heart. This idea is too crazy. Once he hunted and killed Zuipala, he would undoubtedly get amazing rewards.

Looking sideways, I found that Qi Liang and the others were also waiting and watching. Obviously, there were not a few people who had this idea.

In this battle for hegemony, there can only be one winner in the end, but there are so many losers. If you can participate in the process of killing Zuipala, this may be a gain in itself.

It's just that whether it's these candidates or the postman, their eyes are all focused on Zhang Zhijing. If there is the strongest person present, I am afraid that this Quanzhen master is the only one.

Zhang Zhijing couldn't see the clues that everyone saw. The long sword behind his back shook, and a seemingly cold light appeared and disappeared from the scabbard mouth.

Wisps of murderous intent came from around, which made Sinporo aware that the trend of the situation began to appear beyond the expected range.

"Fire Roar!"

At this moment, Hilaire, the master of the Fire Spirit Sect, flew close, clasped his palms together and pushed forward, only to see a scorching flame burst out from the palm of his hand and suddenly engulfed the figure of Sinboluo.

"Success!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was refreshed, and even Zhang Zhijing couldn't help but hold his breath, as if he had seen the injured and embarrassed Sinboluo disintegrate the Invincible Golden Body step by step.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhijing's hand was slowly placed on the hilt of the sword, and wisps of cold light shot out from the scabbard.

However, the moment Zhang Zhijing was about to make a move, a sudden change occurred in front of him, a slender hand suddenly protruded from the flames.

The speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and it appeared in front of Hilaire almost instantly.

"Bang!" There was no need for any tricks, just a simple slap, "Ka!" The sound of bones breaking was clearly heard by everyone.

Hilaire's head was like a crushed tomato, without even a scream, the corpse flew down in front of everyone like a kite with a broken string.

All of a sudden, the people who were still full of murderous intentions stopped suddenly.

Zhang Zhijing had drawn half of the long sword, and he froze there, his face flickering for a while, obviously the plan he had just thought of was caught off guard.

For a moment, his face was full of embarrassment, and he didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

In the blink of an eye while hesitating, the figure of Sinboluo quietly appeared behind the Dashi leader Uji.

The blood was surging, it was clearly a Buddha, but the magic light was flying in the hand, it was extremely fierce.

"puff!"

Uji, the leader of Dashi, is good at hand-to-hand combat, and he turned around quickly when he realized something was wrong, but it was still too slow... The palm of the magic smoke billowing directly penetrated Uji's heart, and when he pulled out his fingers, his heart was still alive.

Seeing this, Uji was stunned for a moment, and then a sneer appeared in his eyes for a second, as if he was mocking something, but he couldn't speak, and his clumsy body fell straight to the ground.

"Why is this guy...starting killing people?" Seeing this, everyone was terrified and retreated one after another.


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