"Bang!"
A blast.
The golden Buddha burst into golden light, was swallowed up by the black gas, and disappeared.
"exploded?"
"Even Master Mingwu is not an opponent?"
"It can't be compared at all, it's terrible!"
"The warrior general of the ancient evil god is so powerful!"
Luo Liuyan looked at this scene with fear in their eyes.
"Om..."
Suddenly, two streaks of blood appeared in the black air, staring directly at Luo Liuyan and the others.
This stare is like a death stare.
The scalps of Luo Liuyan's five people exploded, and the hairs all over their bodies stood up.
The whole person is like a hell, shaking violently uncontrollably.
With a single stare, it was extremely difficult for them to even move a finger.
This is simply an existence that cannot be dealt with.
what to do
"Boom! Boom..."
The dry scorpion stepped forward and walked towards several people step by step.
With every step, the dust on the ground exploded, and the shock wave rose continuously, hitting everyone in rows.
"Boom..."
Their bodies slammed back and forth among the rubble, which was very miserable.
If it were an ordinary Ascension Realm, it would have been blasted into powder by the shock wave.
despite this.
At this moment, they were also seriously injured and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
"Om..."
The sky trembled.
The dry scorpion stretched out a big hand to cover the sky, and looked down from the sky.
Under the big hand, the coercion is pouring out like a galaxy, and it falls from the sky with the trend of destroying the dead.
The ground doesn't seem to be able to stand this kind of pressure and is collapsing rapidly.
Seeing that, the big hand is about to press on the five people.
At this time.
"So we know that Prajna Paramita is a great divine mantra, a great bright mantra, and a supreme mantra..."
A series of scriptures came flying quickly.
On the top of Luo Liuyan's heads, they quickly condensed to form a 100-meter-high golden Buddha.
The golden Buddha clasped his hands together and said something in his mouth.
With Ning Mingming reciting the scriptures, the golden Buddha is also growing rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden Buddha with a height of 200 meters.
"Huh..."
On the golden Buddha, there are scriptures all over the sky, dancing around him rapidly.
"Om..."
A golden handprint condensed and formed, aimed at the big hand that covered the sky, and blasted away.
"Boom..."
A loud bang.
The dry man stepped back and sat down on the ground.
"Boom..."
The mountains and rivers shook, and the dust exploded.
Luo Liuyan and others rose into the sky.
Finally, it hit the ground again.
Dizzy from the fall, with gold stars in his eyes.
"Howl..."
The scorpion struggled to stand up and let out a roar, staring at the golden Buddha, roaring again and again.
"Damn bald donkey!"
After saying this, the dry man pulled up the iron chain on his body, pointed it at the golden Buddha, and pulled it over.
"Boom..."
The air burst, and the air waves were boundless.
The sky seemed to be split open, and the explosions continued.
In front of the golden Buddha, a golden hand condensed again, blocking the front.
"Boom..."
The huge black iron chain directly penetrated the golden hand and was drawn on the golden Buddha.
Half of the golden Buddha's body was scattered.
Countless scriptures, directly evaporated.
The remaining half of the scriptures danced rapidly and condensed into a 100-meter-high golden Buddha again.
"Damn bald donkey!"
Han Yan turned around and stared directly at Ning Mingzhi.
this moment.
If Ning Mingming's body is imprisoned, it is extremely difficult to move.
Even chanting, the speed is several times slower.
"It's over... it's over!"
Sensing that the drought was walking towards him step by step, Ning Mingzhi's eyes were full of despair.
a few kilometers away.
Mo San looked at this scene with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.
"Gods and Daoists?"
"Calculate everything?"
"The means are sky-high? Omnipotent?"
"I bother!"
"In my opinion, the gods and tricks are a piece of garbage!"
"Die!"
Mo San looked at this scene with a cruel sneer on his face.
farther.
Mo Hun looked at this scene and shook his head secretly.
"The gods and tricks are so weak? If I had known that I would need a dry spell, I would have done it directly!"
"Hey, with such a weak body, don't worry about it, just kill him, scorpion!" Mo Hun murmured to himself.
This sounded.
The dry shark's expression changed.
He stretched out his big hand, aimed at Ning Mingzhi, and pressed it down.
Completely ignore the attack of the Golden Buddha behind him.
Seeing that, the dry man was about to slap Ning Mingming to death.
At this time.
"Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form..."
The sound of the Buddha of the Great Dao drifted down from the void.
Countless scriptures, dancing in the sky, wrapped Ning Mingzhi in an instant.
at the same time.
The dry slap slapped right on Ning Ming's head.
"Boom..."
Shocking noise.
The dry man stepped back and sat on the ground, blocking the river.
After getting up, a heart-shaped lake takes shape, and the river flows backwards.
"Huh..."
The scriptures flying from the void quickly drilled into the body of the golden Buddha statue.
The golden Buddha grew rapidly.
In less than a moment, it grew to two kilometers.
Standing tall and shining.
It looks like a god who created the world.
"Damn bald donkey!"
Seeing this scene, the scorpion roared again and again.
Holding the chain, he aimed at the golden Buddha and blasted it.
"Hey..."
The sound of breaking the sky exploded.
The iron chain came quickly, and hit the golden Buddha's finger in an instant.
"Ding… "
Metal humming.
Gold Buddha's two fingers lightly squeezed the chain.
"Damn bald donkey!"
The dry roar roared again and again, and the dry arm suddenly swelled up.
Explosive muscles, overgrown arms.
He pulled hard, and the chain collapsed, as if it were about to collapse.
However, despite all his strength, he still could not withdraw the chain.
"You have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, accept it!"
The golden Buddha's face did not change color, and he uttered the sound of Buddha.
Afterwards, two fingers pinch lightly.
"Bang!"
A blast.
The chain crumbled into powder and disappeared.
"Boom..."
The scorpion sat down on the ground again, crushing a piece of soil.
When he struggled to get up, another lake took shape.
"Damn bald..."
The words did not fall.
"Therefore, when the Prajna-Paramita mantra is said, the mantra is said: 閦妦閦妦..."
The golden Buddha opened his mouth, and a line of scriptures flew over, covering the drought.
"what… "
Drought fell to the ground, struggling.
The black energy on his body is quickly dissipating.
These scriptures also flew to Mohun and Mosan at the same time.
"what… "
Mosan fell to the ground, screaming again and again.
"Damn gods and tricks, dead bald donkey, stop, stop!"
The black energy on Mo San's body was rapidly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Zi…”
The sound of frying meat sounded.
Mo San's body quickly melted and turned into a pool of black mud.
A stream of white smoke, mixed with a stench, poured out of him, spreading all around him.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Tan only had a skeleton left, standing there quietly.
After the wind blew, the skeleton cracked and exploded into powder.
From birth to death, that is, in an instant.
"what… "
Farther away, Mo Hun also fell to the ground, screaming incessantly.
The black energy on his body is quickly disappearing.
When the black qi dissipated, it was the time when the body melted and died tragically.
"God and trickster, this time you won!"
"See you again, you must die!"
After finishing speaking, Mo Hun took out a piece of black qi wrapping talisman with an incomparably painful look on his face.
Pinch lightly.
"Huh..."
The talisman ignited a black flame.
A figure that looks like an ink soul changes.
The scriptures flew away from Mohun, all of them stinging on the figure.
"Huh..."
Ink Soul's real body, slowly disappeared in place.
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