Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

If it wasn't for the body being bound and sealed.

It is estimated that he is going to kneel down, hugging Tang Sanzan's feet and kneeling and licking them.

"Noisy!"

Facing the chattering Wang Mingyang, Tang San buried the Buddha's radiant palm.

Resolutely swept over.

"Do not!!!"

Filled with strong and unwilling roars.

It became the last voice of Wang Mingyang staying between the heaven and the earth.

The funny thing is.

As the extremely aggravated side, before dying, his complexion returned to calm and calm.

But the so-called side of good thoughts is full of unwillingness and struggle.

The world...be quiet.

The scarlet fierce wind died down with Wang Mingyang's death.

The supreme authority that belongs to him has also been completely collected by Tang Sanzan at this moment.

This further confirmed his conjecture - the evolution of Netherland must have an inseparable relationship with that underworld!

And as the "pawn" of the killing Buddha and the underworld.

It is so easy to obtain the authority here.

Glancing at his side, he saw the "Puppet of Dao Mastering Realm" that was still in a sealed state.

One thing to say, this is really fragrant!

You only need to become the master of the soul, and you can become a strong man in the Taoist realm.

And become the master of this Netherland, and get the blessing and protection of the power of heaven and earth.

It has become an existence that can only be looked up to in the eyes of countless monks.

Apart from not being able to leave Netherland, it can be said that there is no harm at all.

Of course, Tang Sanbu himself had no idea about this position.

Such a thing, to almost anyone else, is pie in the sky.

But for Tang Sanzan, it was a kind of bondage.

Mastering Dao Realm is not his limit.

He turned his gaze again to the direction of the bus.

In the state of being transformed into the underworld, the heaven and the earth are completely isolated.

That weird bus completely ignored the obstacles of the rules of heaven and earth, and broke in easily.

Wherever he passed, a spacious asphalt road appeared in the void.

Its strange and incomparable power of rules seems to be even higher than the supreme rules of the prototype of Netherland!

Soon.

The bus exuding a strong ghostly atmosphere.

Quietly stopped in front of Tang Sanzan.

inside the bus.

It is still a fog-shrouded appearance.

Even though Tang Sanbu's promotion was just a sliver away, his insightful eye still couldn't see through the foggy scene.

But this time.

"Squeak" sounded.

Under Tang Sanzan's slightly surprised eyes.

The front door of the bus opens.

A figure shrouded in extreme darkness.

Came out.

Tang Sanzan just looked at each other silently.

No one spoke first.

It seems that each is examining the other and evaluating the other in the bottom of their hearts.

finally.

The darkest figure was the first to break the silence.

"You kid and that guy are really a virtue. They always want to control the situation, no matter what kind of existence they face."

As soon as it was exported, it was just such a sentence.

There was a little helplessness in his tone.

"Buddha, I just think that it is better to be cautious when facing an existence with unknown strength and unknown origin."

Tang Sanzan replied indifferently.

"Heh..." Zhi An figure couldn't help but laugh, "You little guy, you don't know my identity is true, but if you say you can't guess my origin, you're pretending too much."

Tang Sanzan: "..."

Hmm... It's not quite the same as the power of the underworld, the supernatural powerhouse he imagined.

It seems that the person in front of him treats him with an attitude.

Far more intimate than I imagined.

At least...not the kind of gesture one should have when dealing with chess pieces.

Of course... It is not ruled out that the other party likes to use a soft attitude.

Let the chess pieces feel a little more comfortable and avoid conflicts in the future.

However, this is just Tang Sanzan's own guess.

As for what the truth is.

Then it depends on whether this... Le is willing to talk to himself.

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Chapter 297 The Enemies of the World Are Not in the World

In a dark world.

A physical body that can make countless monks covet the Taoist realm.

Stand quietly to one side.

In front of a small table.

The darkest figure sat opposite to Tang Sanzan.

On the table, a jug of wine exudes a unique and alluring aroma.

Hmm... This jug of wine was naturally not brought out by Tang Sanzan.

"Since you know, Master Buddha, I know something about your origin, so...if you don't mind, let's talk about the underworld?"

Tang Sanzan was not polite, and poured himself a glass of wine.

By the way, I said.

"We are very satisfied with your performance, so...to a certain extent, I can explain your doubts."

There seemed to be a hint of a smile in the dark figure's tone.

Gulu... Take a sip of wine.

Tang San suddenly felt that deep in his heart, there seemed to be countless desires, which rose up crazily!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

Coupled with his own miraculous characteristics, he quickly broke free from the state of being entangled in desire.

After breaking free from the almost endless desires.

Tang Sanzan only felt that his soul seemed to become more pure and stronger.

"How is it?" Zhi Anying's tone was slightly teasing, "The soul-refining wine from hell, doesn't it taste good? This is a rare and good thing that can temper the soul, and you are lucky."

Feel the soul that is indeed more indestructible.

Tang Sanzan nodded and said: "As expected, it is something produced by the underworld in the mythology. In terms of soul, you can be regarded as playing to understand!"

The Darkest Figure: "..."

How does it feel that this kid is praising on the surface.

In fact... it's a little ironic, isn't it?

"Let's talk about it, what is the current situation in the underworld?"

Tang Sanzan got straight to the point and didn't intend to waste any more time.

"What's the situation..." Zhi An's figure pondered, and there was a sigh of relief on the face that could not be seen clearly.

In his tone, he said with emotion, "It's a long story..."

When Tang Sanzan heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

What the hell, I always feel that this guy in front of me looks mysterious.

But in front of him, he didn't have that kind of superior demeanor at all!

"It's a long story, so tell me a long story short!"

Tang Sanzan said angrily.

"Ahem..." Zhi An's figure was not annoyed, he cleared his throat, and said something that made Tang Sanzan's forehead ache.

"The current situation in the underworld... is like nothing."

"Equal to nothing?"

Tang Sanzan clutched his forehead, full of thoughts in his heart.

Ever since he learned about the alliance between the Shasheng Buddha's lineage and the Jifu lineage from the mouth of Master Gu Sheng.

He has been thinking about what the strength of the underworld side will be like.

After all, it is a force with the same personality as the Heavenly Court in the myths and legends.

Even if the gods and Buddhas are not visible now, the evil spirits are in chaos.

It is the most terrible era.

But...they are determined to bring the hell back.

At this moment, he told himself that the existence of the underworld itself is nothing at all? !

"That's right, that's the truth, isn't it cruel?"

The tone of the darkest figure at the moment seemed to be a little self-deprecating, but at the same time, it seemed to be filled with unforgettable hatred.

Tang Sanzan was silent, and the light of wisdom flickered in his dark and deep eyes.

Thoughts in the mind like electricity.

He was lost in thought.

Carefully crafting every word in the words of the figure in front of him.

The current situation in the underworld...

Tang Sanzan grasped this word.