From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 306 Can You Still Play Like This? (Ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month and the beginning of the month)

The night is foggy and the moon is not visible.

Under the temple shrouded in blood-colored shadows, Jiang Zirou's eyes were serious, and the old monk's eyes were black with blood, and his face was miserable.

After some conversation, I came to this conclusion.

Anyone who heard this would be shocked, and Jiang Zirou was also worried. Could it be that the peerless monster sealed in Shaolin Temple has really escaped?

In the past, the great demon who could cause the Buddha King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to severely injure the dying, is now born again. In the overseas martial arts world, who can be the enemy.

"Girl, why did you come here?"

Monk Kuyan "scrutinized" for a while with his dark eyes.

I feel more and more that the aura of the girl in front of me is compelling, like the bright moonlight, and the Taoist rhyme flows and dissipates naturally like night fog. Just standing beside her, there is actually a hazy feeling of enlightenment at this moment.

This was frightening, and at the same time, the old monk was eager to know the origin of this great power.

A person who has cultivated to such a level, in the entire overseas martial arts world, cannot be a person who is unknown...

"I am a monk who walked out of a wild land, and my real name is not worth mentioning."

Jiang Zirou said lightly, not planning to reveal her real name.

And even if he told the truth, whether these monks knew about it was still a question. When the time came, when he would introduce himself triumphantly, the other party would be full of confusion.

Isn't it very embarrassing.

After all, it is only a short day from now to fight against the God King of Yuanqi Gate.

It is impossible to spread to every corner overseas in such a short period of time.

"As for the reason why I came to Hundred Buddha World, it was because I had an agreement with an eminent monk from Shaolin Temple."

"So that's how it is..." Ku Yan put his hands together and asked again, "Then the benefactor is going to Shaolin?"

"Yes."

"This..." Ku Yan's face was serious, and then he was seriously admonishing,
"The demons and disasters in the Hundred Buddha Realm are rampant, and all the sources point directly at Shaolin. There will be many disasters and disasters when we go here. Please think again, the benefactor."

"Though there are thousands of people, I will go."

Jiang Zirou said seriously with a solemn expression.

"Great benefactor!" The old monk clasped his hands together, his expression becoming more respectful.

He pulled his little apprentice, the two saluted earnestly, and then left, intending to go to other Buddhist temples to pass on the news, while Jiang Zirou continued to go to Shaolin to find out what happened.

The three parted ways.

……

a day later.

Jiang Zirou saw a vermilion temple in the night mist of the mountains again.

On the dilapidated plaque covered with cracks, the gold paint of the three big characters of Dalin Temple has peeled off, and the outer wall of the temple is also somewhat mottled.

On the Qingshi Square outside Dalin Temple.

A row of monks wearing gray cassocks were practicing cross-legged practice. The head of a monk was fat and big-eared, covered in waves of flesh. He was three meters tall and stood in front of the gate of the temple like a mountain of meat.

"Who is coming!"

The great monk shouted loudly, his voice was like thunder.

"I am a seeker of Tao, and I went to Shaolin Temple to find out the truth." Jiang Zirou stopped, landed in front of the great monk, and then replied.

"So you are from another sea area, not a native of my Hundred Buddha Realm?"

Among a row of monks, someone asked.

"nature."

"Go to Shaolin Temple to see the truth, hehe, what truth is there in Shaolin Temple for you to check."

The leading monk is also speaking, and his eyes are red.

Then, without waiting for Jiang Zirou to answer again, he suddenly exploded, his already huge body swelled again, and his fat skin turned black.

The fat palms were rapidly congested and swelled, the purple-red tendons twisted vertically and horizontally like chains, blood-colored Sanskrit words splashed in pieces, and the air in all directions was as hard as steel.

laugh!
Huge palms pressed against the top of Mount Tai, with curling steam coming out, pressing down overwhelmingly.

"Death to me!"

The great monk grinned, and the two blood-colored fangs in his mouth were getting bigger and bigger, as fierce and sharp as the fangs of a giant elephant.

boom!
By surprise.

This place exploded suddenly, the mountains were shaking, and large rocks collapsed.

The huge Buddha statue in Dalin Temple also had cracks on its majestic and blurred face. For some reason, a fountain of blood gushed out of the thick gap.

"Hey, what a pity for such a beautiful little lady, to be slapped to death by the boss like this is really a waste of money."

Among a group of monks under Dalin Temple.

A short, skinny monk with a shy appearance spoke gloomily, with regret in his tone.

"Hey, no pity, no pity, bibimbap is the sweetest with this white meat!"

Another monk with a donkey face, as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, spat out a long scarlet snake, with jagged and sharp white teeth, dripping saliva, and opened his mouth indistinctly with his tongue.

Under the majestic Buddhist temple, there are a lot of monsters.

what! ! !
With a scream, it attracted everyone's attention.

A thick arm with a diameter of one meter fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from the broken arm.

The Great Monk's face was distorted in horror, with tears streaming down his face, he looked incredulously at the girl in white with black hair dancing wildly in front of him.

Click!

Threads of blood exploded in the depths of the dark and clear pupils, twisting into a spider web-like pattern, entwined with runes, and blooming with brilliant halos.

Along the way, I saw the ruins of the village on the road, but I didn't see the villagers living in it.

Originally thought that the villagers living here had gone out to escape.

But now...

The double pupils were stretched open, and under the Buddhist temple in front of him, there were many bones, piled up like a mountain.

These innocent villagers and monks were clearly swallowed by the dozen or so demon monks in front of them.

"You are all going to die!"

Jiang Zirou shot decisively, and the six thick arms behind him suddenly stretched out, and the shadows of the fists were continuous, smashing down like a hurricane.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The leading monk flew out immediately, and his body exploded like a rotten watermelon.

Dark red flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and broken organs and tissues were scattered everywhere.

However, these monks are also very powerful, and they are not ordinary people.

These dozens of people are all strong in the realm of false gods, especially the great monk who is the leader, who is the best among true gods.

This is shocking.

Martial arts practitioners in the realm of mythology are extremely rare in the entire overseas.

When Kunlun Mountain was born before, Jiang Zirou saw a lot, but the birth of Kunlun Mountain is a first-class event for the entire overseas martial arts world.

And the Dalin Temple in front of him is just a relatively strong force in the Hundred Buddha Realm.

There must be some ulterior secrets among so many strong men appearing all at once.

"kill!"

More than a dozen monks shot together.

The muscles swelled, and crimson light flashed on each of them, and the runes flew and turned into a light curtain, which temporarily resisted Jiang Zirou's attack.

then…

One of the monks kept moving his lips, and with a wave of his hand, a half-meter-square stone altar was thrown out of his wide cuffs.

On the altar, there was a broken skull of a heavenly spirit, and in the empty eye sockets, there was a faint glow of blood and fire, shining with a strange luster.

"What is this..."

Jiang Zirou was surprised, although she didn't use all her strength just now.

It's just the power under normal conditions, but the power is equally astonishing.

That monster-like great monk was already the best among true gods, and he was hit hard at the first time.

If he didn't have the weird vitality after being polluted, he would have been crushed into a puddle of flesh by the fist of the demon ape.

But now...

The invincible fist of the Confused Demon Ape was blocked.

It was as if a huge rock fell on the thick jelly, and ten percent of the strength was removed by seven or eight percent.

This method, of course, is not what these monks can do.

It was the altar they held in their hands. Jiang Zirou had already seen that all the runes emerged from the altar.

Puchi!

A blast.

In mid-air, the Great Monk in the True God Realm, who barely managed to preserve a trace of his body, exploded.

It turned into a blood mist and was swallowed by the altar.

"The world is like a prison, and all sentient beings become demons..." The remaining monks were not surprised when they saw this, but put their hands together and began to chant.

After the flesh and blood essence of the Great Monk was swallowed by the altar, the originally snow-white skull on the altar was faintly red at this moment, and the black mist was dense, and the extremely evil power flowed and spread from it.

"Stab!"

Bloody tentacles stretched out from under the altar, as fast as lightning.

Jiang Zirou was alert.

Her figure was like a butterfly, and she receded lightly but quickly. At the same time, the phantom shadows of pitch-black and majestic mountains appeared all around.

Suppress the void and isolate all possible attacks.

only…

To Jiang Zirou's surprise, those scarlet tentacles didn't attack her, but separated and rolled towards the direction of the monks.

Tentacles with sharp barbs curled around his waist, and then suddenly tightened with force.

Puchi!

More than ten streams of blood spurted out at the same time, and tissues such as fat intestines and viscera flowed all over the place.

In the blink of an eye, these monks in the realm of false gods were all drained of vitality and essence of flesh and blood. At the same time, after devouring a true god and more than ten false gods.

The half-meter-square stone altar also became more colorful.

"I am Tours, the Scarlet Devourer!"

Above the altar, oozing blood and twisted limbs merged to form a hideous portal covered in bloody mycelium.

On the other side of the portal, on the bloody desert.

The huge monster with the body of a tauren was shrouded in light green poisonous smoke. The blood-red skin of this monster seemed to be woven and twisted by countless grid-like tentacles and hyphae, full of polluting and corrupting power.

"Come on, if you dare to come here, I will suppress you!"

This altar is a cross-boundary teleportation array, which was finally opened after absorbing the flesh and blood vitality of these evil monks.

The strongest in the netherworld can step into the land of the metaverse at any time.

But facing such a monster, Jiang Zirou was not afraid. Instead, he yelled loudly and took the initiative to provoke.

at the same time…

She was deliberately suppressing the aura on her body, making her face pale and her breathing weak, as if she had just experienced a big battle and was seriously injured.

"What's the matter, ugly and stupid monster, only dare to hide behind the military headquarters, but dare not take the initiative to participate in this great battle!"

Jiang Zirou had never heard of the name Tulsi.

However, being able to project his power across two worlds and project it into such a long distance, this great lord, even if he is not an emperor, is definitely the best among the princes of the true gods.

"You will pay the price for your arrogance, you can't live, you can't die!"

Tours roared.

The sound exploded like thunder, and it could be clearly seen that opposite the flesh and blood portal, the entire plain was trembling, and the pale green poisonous mist was surging.

Most Nethers are violent and irritable.

Tours was no exception. He roared like crazy and strode towards the portal.

Jiang Zirou's eyes flickered, with a hint of anticipation and cunning.

For ordinary people, the princes and emperors of the Netherworld are unstoppable existences like natural disasters.

But for Jiang Zirou, this was not the case.

In the Nine Rebellion and Evil Armor, there will be a qualitative change between every three runes.

But now, the seventh rune has begun to condense, and its power will rise by a huge step compared with the previous few runes.

Of course, the source quality consumed by the condensed runes will also increase rapidly.

It can be expected that as the battle between the Metaverse and the Netherworld becomes more intense, the acquisition of source quality will become more and more convenient.

Right now, Tursi on the other side of the bloody teleportation array was an unexpected surprise for Jiang Zirou.

Of course, if this Tours is an emperor, it would be frightening.

It's possible, but not great.

Jiang Zirou's incarnation has actually lived in the Netherworld for more than a year, and has a fairly thorough understanding of the distribution of forces in the Netherworld.

Especially the origins of the various emperors, the Toursi in front of him is obviously not in the record.

Although it is not possible to rule out the hermit powerhouse and the like, the possibility of this is undoubtedly too low.

however…

Under Jiang Zirou's expectant eyes.

Tours's huge body walked to the portal, but suddenly stopped. He reached out and stroked his chin, and a bunch of seaweed-like bloody tentacles swayed in the wind.

"Not right..."

He said in a low voice, "The traces on the battlefield are obviously one-sided. It is impossible for you to be injured so obviously. Could it be that there is a trap here..."

Tulsi said suddenly, while observing the surrounding environment vigilantly through the portal.

Jiang Zirou's pretended pale face froze for a moment, her lips trembled slightly...

She really didn't expect that this guy is obviously not weak, but he is so cautious, he is simply a freak of the underworld.

"puff!"

A trace of reverse blood oozed from the corner of Jiang Zirou's mouth, and she swallowed it back.

She was severely injured at the moment, but her eyes were still awe-inspiring.

"I used a powerful secret method to enter the state of extreme, but before falling from this state, it is more than enough to defeat you!"

With that said, Jiang Zirou deliberately took a step back.

More vision was exposed in front of Tours' eyes, the severely injured but gifted young monk, the remote and empty mountains.

Tours, who originally planned to leave, fell into hesitation.

Finally, after a few struggles, Tours yelled loudly, "It's not right, you are acting too deliberately... Besides, I don't know why, seeing you always gives me a very dangerous feeling."

As he said that, the monster sneered, "I, Tursi, lived for tens of thousands of years, relying on the rare prudence in this nether world, don't even think about harming me!"

After saying this, Tull turned around and left without hesitation.

however…

He tried hard, but his thick ankle was firmly nailed to the ground.

There was a faint feeling in Tursi's heart. When she lowered her head, she found that her altar had been polluted and rewritten at some point.

At this moment, under the bloodshot altar, a series of bloody little feet grew out, densely packed and staggered forward, slowly moving towards the depths of the Netherworld.

At the beginning, he was standing right in front of the altar.

But now, during the conversation, the altar was moved back, half of his body was already in the metaverse without knowing it.

"Damn!" Tulsi's heart stopped suddenly, her eyes widened, and she swears, "Can you still play like this!?"

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