Rumble!!!
A huge pitch-black dog claw appeared out of thin air, fell from the sky, and pressed hard against Yang Dingtian and Lian Qingming.
"Damn it! How come you know the moves of that yellow-haired smelly dog?"
When Yang Dingtian saw this scene, he immediately screamed, apparently remembering how many times he had been slapped away by the huge dog claws.
Now when I see the same move, I will naturally react violently.
In the past, we had to face golden dog paws, but now we have big, jet-black dog paws.
The power is equally amazing!
"Get out!"
Dahei roared in a low voice and kept using the same moves to attack Yang Dingtian. It seemed that it knew that it didn't need to be fancy to deal with a guy like Yang Dingtian, simple and direct was the most effective.
Lian Qingming and Yang Dingtian joined forces, but they were no match for Dahei. They were knocked out of the suspended cloud mountain time and time again.
But in this process, both Yang Dingtian and Lian Qingming are exploring their own strength.
Especially after passing the previous two trials, his strength has not improved.
But it's not that they didn't get the benefits, it's like they accumulated them in their bodies.
It slowly burst out in this sixth trial.
"I still don't believe it!"
"First deal with your black dog, and then go out and beat that yellow dog to death!"
"My uncle's Qilin Dog Boxing will break through from you!"
On the desolate land full of corpses, children in purple curled up motionless on the ground.
He just wanted to sleep like this forever and didn't want to wake up again.
This boundless world is really too strange and vast for him.
But the child in purple didn't even know who he was.
I don't know how to live at all.
I don’t know how much time passed.
The child in purple suddenly heard footsteps.
But he didn't react at all. He still curled up his small body and hugged himself tightly with both hands.
Until the footsteps approach.
"Amitabha."
Along with a gentle Buddha's chant, a warm breeze gently blew on the child in purple.
It was as if someone was gently stroking his head.
The child in purple opened his eyes blankly.
I saw a strange person standing in front of me.
Wearing a blue monk's robe, he has a bald head, his hands clasped together, his face is compassionate and peaceful, and his eyes are clear and kind.
The child in purple was stunned.
He felt like he had seen this person before, but he couldn't remember it at all in his mind.
"Who are you?"
The child in purple asked softly.
The monk in blue robes did not speak, but knelt down and gently touched his head.
"don't want!"
The face of the child in purple changed drastically, and he thought that the person in front of him would be killed by him like other creatures on this land.
Unexpectedly, there was nothing strange about the person in front of me.
He seems to be special and will not be killed by himself inexplicably like the creatures on this land.
"The poor monk Huikong came here specifically to find you."
"Huikong? Huikong? Is this your name?"
"Amitabha and Huikong are the Buddhist names of the poor monk, which can also be said to be the name of the poor monk."
"Then do you know who I am? Do you know my name?"
The child in purple clothes held Huikong's hand expectantly, wanting to know from Huikong who he really was.
Huikong looked at the eager and expectant eyes of the child in purple and was slightly silent for a moment.
The child in purple suddenly showed a look of disappointment.
"Don't you know who I am?"
Seeing the child in purple with such a disappointed expression, Huikong couldn't bear it after all.
He gently placed his hand on the purple-clothed child's shoulder.
"Your name is Ye Ziyun."
Chapter completed!