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Chapter 393

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He sighed in relief that he had not activated the prison-breaking battle this time. If he activated the prison-breaking battle again, then he could only smash his head against the wall. Thinking about how he had just broken Vast Water Clear Skies, and had caused so much endless trouble.

In a place called Golden Crow Camp, every person there had fourth-grade Golden Crow Fire. He had almost gone crazy at the time. Could that thing be sold in bulk?

"Let's go," she said serenely.

Everyone raised their heads to look at the enormous shadow in the sky. All of them had expressions of terror on their faces. When the mist appeared, a faint presence covered everyone's hearts like a little mountain. The only ones that could maintain their composure were Wei Sheng and Xie Shan, but the two of them had nervous expressions. If core formation failed, the lightest result would be injury, a regression of cultivation, and death.

A guy that was about the same age as her was the leader of thousands of people, but everyone else was strangely convinced.

It was only at this moment that a hurricane-like wave of air arrived in front of everyone.

A great victory. This was the only thing that made her feel it was worth it. From a young age, her cultivation talent was average. Among the youths of the clan, she was not eye-catching. Only after she changed to become a battle general did her talent become more prominent. The opportunity to represent the Wood Tribe in battle had fallen into her hands, which was something that she had never expected. The clan leader's order caused many voices of doubt. It had to be said that of all the commanders, she was the youngest.

We are from Great Buddha Temple, we are dhyana xiu, we will not compete with you in being strange. Yi Zheng repeatedly comforted himself in the middle of the night countless times.

After falling into such a ghastly place, what he had experienced in the short few months had completely upended the knowledge he had formed on the mountain.

Of the ten great dhyana xiu holy lands of Great Buddha Temple, he knew that there were three that had wish power, the Discipline Hall Shishu, Shishuzu, and Seventh Shigu.

The blurry figure of the giant continued to change.

Fortunately, he had not messed up the matter. Even though he had not made a great contribution, he had not made any mistakes.

In the great battle three thousand years ago, he had fought against many dhyana xiu. Naturally, there had been dhyana xiu that had wish power. Dhyana xiu that had wish power were the enemies that yaomo did not want to encounter. No matter if it was yao arts or mo skills, there were many vicious and vicious spells. But if Pu Yao had to pick the ten most vicious powers, wish power would definitely be among them.

The enormous slave transporting boat was like a toy at the feet of this figure. It was like an ancient giant, looking down on all living beings. Everyone in the campsite sucked in a breath of cold air. The boundless pressure was like an avalanche, whistling over.

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Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish, oh, that kind of legendary thing, just listening to it is enough.

There were those who hugged their swords and closed their eyes to rest every day. There were those who fought tirelessly with their black spears. There were also those who could fly and the naughty tower …

Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.

A roar that resembled both a dragon and an elephant rumbled in the depths of the shadows like rolling thunder.

When he first met Wei Sheng, the other's talent made him prostrate himself in admiration, and he felt that he had simply lived in vain. However, he never expected that this was just the beginning. What he saw next was bizarre and dazzling, like a dream.

A place called Vermillion Bird Camp. Every person there was a battle maniac. Even when they walked, their eyes were like knives. Yi Zheng was a newbie. He did not know how powerful these people were, but the aura they exuded made him shudder.

Fortunately, not every dhyana xiu could make a wish. Otherwise, the great battle in the past would not have lasted for so long. In reality, dhyana xiu that could obtain wish power were rare, and the number of dhyana xiu that could make a Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish, even Pu Yao would not have seen more than a handful.

Zuo Mo who was fighting his way through the Dancing Maple Fall Prison Battlefield did not know of the enormous disturbance in the camp.

He had almost forgotten the smell, but when it appeared again, that familiar throbbing also appeared.

Looking at the yao gate, Mu Xi's thoughts flowed. After fighting for so many years, she had an indescribable feeling to be able to safely return home. Before this, she had never been away from home for so long. Thinking about how her mother had been crying when they were preparing to go to war, her heart felt sour.

The prison battlefield of the Dancing Maple Fall was mainly based on illusory killing. Zuo Mo exclaimed in joy that [Bone-Crushing Obscuring Light] was used to its full potential. As expected, even the strongest yao art had to be used frequently. Zuo Mo clearly felt that his [Bone-Crushing Obscuring Light] was becoming easier to use.

With ease, Zuo Mo was quickly not satisfied with just casting [Bone-Crushing Obscuring Light]. He started to try transformation yao arts.

After witnessing core formation twice, everyone was not unfamiliar with the apparition of core formation. An enormous shadow appeared above Zong Ru's tent like a ball of faint grey mist. The mist roiled as though something was struggling inside.

Everyone felt the pressure on their bodies instantly disappear, and their terrified expressions eased.

Irregular ripples appeared in the air, like ripples in the water. The people that were standing guard in the surroundings felt their ears ring as though it was exploding next to their ears. The figures of those with deep cultivation wavered, and those with low cultivation paled as they retreated.

All hail the Buddha!

He was about to return home.

He was actually able to see one here!

In the legends, the dhyana xiu that could obtain wish power, if they could complete the vow they made, they would become Buddhas.

Zong Ru who was not the most outstanding in all areas was the third to enter core formation!

Now that the money was in his hands, Zuo Mo found it troublesome. This thing was also money, but it was not as pleasing as jingshi. In any case, ge couldn't spend it.

Until today, he actually saw a dhyana xiu enter core formation, saw a dhyana xiu make a vow, saw a dhyana xiu make a Buddha Abandonment Death Wish. Therefore, he completely collapsed!

"Mang Zhan Daren!" She called out to the other.

Moo!

But why did he appear in front of him … …

Mu Xi's face was as white as paper.

Wish power!

Yi Zheng, who came from Great Buddha Temple, came from a prestigious sect. But at this time, his mouth was wide as he looked at the sky, his mind dazed.

Mang Zhan's expression changed. His eyes suddenly turned slightly red, his voice hoarse. "The front lines have been defeated."

A blurry figure gradually formed.

Wei Sheng and Xie Shan exchanged a look, their expressions grave. Both of them detected that Zong Ru's core formation was not normal.

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"Ah!" Mu Xi and the vice commander's expressions changed.

Shocked, everyone spread out to guard against the fiendish mist that did not know to disturb Zong Ru.

Pu Yao and Wei were both frightened.

The depths of the fiendish mist caused waves of vibration.

In the entire camp, the person that was the most shocked was Yi Zheng.

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The blurry giant suddenly raised his head and shouted, his voice echoing in all directions and spreading far away!

Mang Zhan's tone was sorrowful.

Wish power had nothing to do with the depth of a dhyana xiu's cultivation. It could be merged with all kinds of ling power. It was only related to the wish that the person making the wish had made. The stronger the wish of the person making the wish, the stronger the wish power would be.

For any battle general, being able to maintain one's composure was the most basic of foundations. Seeing him lose his composure like this made the ominous premonition in her heart grow heavier. She asked softly, "Is there a battle going on?"

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At this time, a yao dressed in military uniform hurried over. Mu Xi recognized this yao. The other was an intermediate battle general of Bloody Sky Metropolis Jie's defense line. Mu Xi had met him once before. The other's expression was panicked and slightly terrified. Mu Xi's heart jumped.

The arched door made from blue-green vines gave off a serene light. This was the yao door. Xiuzhe had transportation formations, yao had yao doors, mo had blood pools.

Who was the real dhyana xiu!

The strongest belief of every dhyana xiu was to become a Buddha. A death wish was a wish that could not be fulfilled. The Buddha Abandonment Death Wish was the cruelest and most desperate vow that a dhyana xiu could make. Due to this, of all the wish power, the Buddha Abandonment Death Wish was the most extreme wish power.

Mang Zhan's steps paused. When he saw Mu Xi, he seemed to wake up from a dream. "It's Mu Xi Daren!"

Zong Ru's core formation was unexpected to everyone. Wei Sheng's core formation had been through battle, and his sword heart had become strong. Xie Shan's core formation was a qualitative change caused by a quantitative change. Zong Ru's talent could only be considered average. His cultivation was not bad, but it was far from Xie Shan's terrifying accumulation.

There were all kinds of strange and unimaginable things.

Wei Sheng's expression became serious. He took a step forward, his fingers forming a sword, and lightly drew a circle and a line.

Up until now, there were two jindan in the camp, Wei Sheng and Xie Shan.

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Pu Yao looked at the continuously changing mist in the sky, and a thread of fear flashed through his heart.

"Three days ago, a small number of xiuzhe appeared on the perimeter of the defense line. We sent out little troops to clear this area. We quickly received a request for reinforcements from a little troop that was surrounded. Yan Shang Daren led a troop to provide reinforcements. But the other took the chance to attack the defense line, and the attacks were extremely fierce. Yan Shang Daren hurried to return to provide reinforcements. On the way back, he was ambushed. The entire Fierce Fire Corps was destroyed, and Yan Shang Daren was sacrificed. The troops that went to reinforce Yan Shang Daren were all ambushed and suffered great losses! "

Yi Zheng suddenly felt that the shining signboard of Great Buddha Temple was still bright in front of this unorthodox dhyana xiu, but for some reason, it had lost much of its presence.

Core formation!

He suddenly thought of that day when he had fought with Mo Ru Huo, the feeling he had grasped at the last moment … …

Moo!

"Wish power! Buddha Abandonment Death Wish! How long has it been since I have seen such pure and extreme wish power? "There seemed to be something flashing in Wei's deep and serene eyes.

No one wanted to be enemies with a dhyana xiu that had made a Buddha Abandonment Death Wish. This kind of terrifying wish power, if one touched it, could directly injure the soul. There was almost nothing that could cure it. It was a synonym for death.

In a place called Guard Camp, the gates were closed all day, but the sounds of fighting like wild beasts occasionally came from inside. Every time he passed by, his heart couldn't help but shake.

Yi Zheng held his head with his hands, looking dazedly at the shadow gradually forming in the sky.

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