My wife is a sword god

The ghost Buddha finally found the person he was looking for on the seventh floor of the Nine-Layer Prison.

A middle-aged man with a tattered gray cloth and a scruffy beard.

At his feet were spread out white scrolls, with four words densely written on them - powerless to save the situation!

"The master is right, you are indeed imprisoned in the Nine-Layer Prison.

Come with me, this is not the place for you to stay." The ghost Buddha said.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his head, his eyes blank and empty: "What if I get out, there is just a bigger cage outside.

Since I can't make any changes, I might as well stay here honestly and wait for that day to come.

Hey, where is my pen?"

The middle-aged man wanted to continue writing, but he couldn't find the brush, so he lowered his head and looked around.

"The master said that this person's divination skills are all-powerful, and he even vaguely reached the level of Tianjian Guoshi.

If you want to find the demons who participated in the Night of Divine Food, you need this person's help." The three heads of the ghost Buddha showed a look of doubt and disdain.

He himself was also proficient in divination, but in all previous battles, he was defeated miserably by the Tianjian State Master.

The man in front of him was probably not even one ten-thousandth as good as him, otherwise how could he be trapped in the Nine-Layer Prison.

"The master actually said that this man's means were all-powerful, which was simply ridiculous."

However, although he thought so in his heart, the ghost Buddha still had to rescue the middle-aged man, after all, it was the master's order.

He took a step forward with his right foot, but heard a click.

Looking down, under the thick sole of his foot, there was a broken brush.

The ghost Buddha didn't care, but at this moment, the sloppy middle-aged man who was supposed to be imprisoned in the cage had appeared beside him, and then grabbed his ankle with his right hand and gently lifted it up, taking out the broken brush.

The middle-aged man showed a distressed look on his face: "This brush was given to me by my teacher, and you stepped on it and broke it."

As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged man wiped the brush with his right hand, and with a flash of white light, the broken brush was restored to its original state!

"Not bad, not bad." The man patted his chest and walked back into the cage.

The restrictions on the cage were useless to the sloppy man.

The ghost Buddha was shocked when he saw this scene. Even he might not be able to do the method just now.

At this point, he finally understood why the master took such a big risk to bring this person back. The other party really had such ability!

He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man: "Don't waste your words. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave."

Hearing this, the ghost Buddha closed his three heads and six eyes and calculated.

In the dark, he saw many scenes and endings, but no matter which ending was a dead end!

At this moment, the void twisted, and a vague black shadow stepped out slowly.

The middle-aged man, who was indifferent to everything before, looked at the black shadow with some surprise, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.

"Come with me." The black shadow shook and said aloud.

"I won't leave." The middle-aged man shook his head, his attitude firm.

"Don't jump to conclusions, take a look at what this is?" The black shadow took out something, it was a box, inside which lay an eyeball.

The moment the box was opened, the eyeball that was originally closed also opened its eyes.

For a moment, the light was bright, dispelling the darkness of the seventh floor, and the surroundings were as bright as day.

"You actually got this thing, what do you want to do?" The sloppy middle-aged man asked curiously.

The black shadow answered irrelevantly: "Back then, you predicted various outcomes. In order to allow the human race to survive for a hundred more years, you did not hesitate to enter the palace and kill the king, but you were suppressed here by the Tianjian State Master."

The sloppy middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Teacher did the right thing. Instead of struggling, it is better to be freed earlier.

Anyway, when the seal of heaven and earth is broken, no one can change the outcome.

One hundred years more or one hundred years less is the same."

"Not necessarily, there is another way you may not see." The black shadow said leisurely.

"What way?" The sloppy middle-aged man was curious and looked over.

"Take the initiative to awaken the ancient gods and demons, and put them to death before they can survive!" The words were sonorous and powerful!

The sloppy man paused, repeated these words in his mouth, and then began to deduce.

After a moment, he said excitedly as if crazy: "I didn't see the ending!"

No ending means one more possibility.

Even if this road is destined to be stained with blood and piled with white bones!

But compared with the survival of the human race, what is this sacrifice.

"I will go with you."

"Okay."

The innate magical power of Lei Ba is difficult to stop, so the only way is to kill Lei Ba so that the other party can no longer use his innate magical power!

After thinking this through, Si Zheng Deng Mo, Wu Shen Ning Zhan, Dao Kuang Zhen Tianyi, all appeared above the Demon Slaying Division.

Deng Mo glanced at the black world beside Jiuqu River and frowned.

Dao Kuang Zhen Tianyi looked around, as if searching for some figure.

The first to attack was the God of War Ning Zhan. Space seemed to be non-existent in front of his speed. He appeared in front of Lei Ba in the blink of an eye.

The fist with golden energy attached to it, with the power of destroying the world, attacked Lei Ba. If it hit, the opponent's phantom body would be seriously injured if not dead.

But at this moment, a black light barrier blocked Lei Ba. Ning Zhan's fist was only an inch away from Lei Ba.

But this inch of distance seemed like a natural chasm!

"Who is it?" Ning Zhan turned around and looked at the void behind him.

After a burst of black shadows appeared, three figures stepped out.

The leading blurry black shadow ignored him and said lightly: "It's time to go."

Deng Mo and Zhen Tianyi looked at the black shadow at the same time, their expressions were extremely solemn. They could feel the powerful aura emanating from each other, which was frightening!

"But do you think I don't exist?" Ning Zhan was ignored and shouted angrily.

He swung a fist violently, and the energy was released, and the fist force attacked the black shadow.

Even if this attack was not used with all his strength, it was not far away, but what shocked him was that the fist force turned into nothingness in an instant when it swept halfway!

On the other side, the God Binding Border could no longer maintain its form, and it disappeared inch by inch with a crackling sound.

A figure suddenly swept out and fled to the Demon Slaying Division.

But in an instant, there was another figure beside the black shadow, the ghost Buddha and the sloppy middle-aged man.

It was the second ghost-faced man who was responsible for using the God Binding Border to block the God Slaying Division!

His appearance at this moment was very different from before. Not only was his left arm empty, but his ghost face was covered with cracks, and the bloodstains all over his body were shocking.

"Thank you for your hard work." The black shadow said lightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, the God Binding Territory has been broken, let's go!" The second ghost-faced man was hysterical.

If he was given another chance to choose, he would never accept the task of stopping the God-Suppressing Division, which would be tantamount to seeking death!

As soon as the voice fell, the old man with white hair and black beard had arrived at the Demon-Slaying Division without knowing when.

When the ghost Buddha saw the old man, his burly body trembled slightly unconsciously.

That was from the fear of death!