"Among the Black Coffin Apostles, there is someone like you."
High in the sky, the Yanru divine monk clasped his hands together, his handsome face shining brightly in the flames, "I'm afraid I may not lose to Senior Brother Yanzhen. It seems that the so-called general comments are really biased.
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"How tiring it is to be famous."
The Apostle of Sloth smiled, raised his hands above his head, and stretched greatly, "Wouldn't it be nice for him to live his own life peacefully?"
"Since your Excellency is so open-minded."
As the Yanru Divine Monk spoke, he raised his hand and shot out several rays of Buddha's light, hitting vital points all over his body. "Why do you want to interfere with the affairs of my Yanguang Buddha Kingdom?"
"There's nothing I can do about it, people always have to eat."
The Apostle of Sloth chuckled, and suddenly a black iron rope appeared in his hand. The front end was tied into a circle, and he put it over the head of the Yanru Divine Monk. "If you don't work, won't you starve to death at home?"
Looking at the inconspicuous dark iron rope, Yanru Divine Monk did not dare to look down upon it at all, but decisively retreated a few feet, dodging while counterattacking with Buddha's light.
The four soul realms were fighting each other in the air. The fierce battle was going on, but the demonic mandrill below had completely lost its restraints. It wielded its giant blade and slashed and killed the monks and disciples in the Randen Ancient Temple. It was invincible. Wherever it passed,
There is no single enemy.
Won!
Seeing that his own front line was advancing continuously and was almost reaching the entrance of the Randen Ancient Temple, Zhu Yuming couldn't help but have a flash of joy in his eyes, and his confidence in the outcome of this battle was greatly increased.
Finally, I have finally waited for this day!
From now on, I am the real master of the Flame Buddha Kingdom!
Everything in the entire country belongs to the orphans!
At this moment, he felt that he had achieved a feat that none of his predecessors could achieve. His blood was boiling all over, and his heart was full of pride. Everything in front of him became so beautiful, and even the air seemed fresher and more delicious than before.
However, the moment he raised his head, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened and his smile disappeared instantly.
Just because there was a burly figure hanging quietly in the sky not far away.
He was a tall monk with a strong build and fierce eyes. Just from his appearance, you could tell that he was definitely not an easy person to get along with.
His face was slightly pale, and the corners of his mouth were faintly bloodshot. He was obviously in poor health.
But even so, just standing there, the power emanating from him made it difficult to breathe, frightened the heart, and even the legs could not help but tremble.
It is the person who presides over the Randen Ancient Temple, the real person in power of the entire country, and the supreme powerhouse in the realm of chaos.
Master Fenkong!
"Enter, envoy!"
It is no exaggeration to say that the moment he saw Master Fenkong, Zhu Yuming's pants were already wet. This is a physiological instinct that has been developed over many years and is completely beyond the control of reason. The voice of the majestic master of a country.
But he was shaking non-stop, and the panic on his face could not be concealed at all, as if he had encountered a cat and a mouse, "He, isn't he injured?"
"Did you come after all?"
The Apostle of Jealousy suddenly threw a gun, forcing the Flame Divine Monk back a few steps, and then turned to look in the direction of Master Fenkong. There was not much surprise or panic on his face, and he just said lightly, "
Don’t worry, everything is according to plan!”
As he spoke, he turned over his remaining right hand, and a palm-sized black ball appeared out of thin air in his palm, which was crystal smooth, black and translucent.
"Snapped!"
The Apostle of Jealousy exerted slight force on his right palm, and the black balls shattered with a sound and scattered from between his fingers.
Almost at the same time, behind him, a black vortex about one foot long and wide suddenly appeared. It was dark and deep, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
A slender figure slowly walked out of the vortex and stood quietly behind the jealous apostle.
I saw this man dressed in black, with a shimmering light all over his body. Just standing there, he exuded an endless sense of oppression that was impossible to ignore.
The most peculiar thing is that his face is pitch black and his facial features are invisible!
"Sombra."
When the man in black appeared, the jealous apostle pointed at Master Fenkong's location and gave an unceremonious order, "I'll leave that old bald donkey to you!"
The man in black, Hei Jing, nodded, moved his feet slightly, and jumped out like a rocket. In an instant, he was in front of Master Fenkong. He raised his hand and punched the old monk directly in the face.
Facing the dignified Lord of Chaos Realm, he actually took the initiative to launch an attack!
"Nan Ming Li Huo!"
Although Master Fenkong felt surprised, he did not panic at all. He pushed out his right hand flatly, and a ball of white flames spurted out from his palm, heading towards Somjing's fist.
Before it was lifted, the terrifying power contained in Nanming Lihuo surged out wildly, and the scorching breath swept through the world, as if it was going to turn everything into ashes.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Heijing's fist collided with Nanming Lihuo fiercely. Wherever the fist wind passed, the white flame was like a candle blown by the wind. It swayed for a moment and was completely extinguished.
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Why does this guy feel so weird?
Surprised by the terrifying strength displayed by Black Crystal, Master Fenkong frowned, and a strange sense of disobedience filled his heart.
It was obviously the first time they met, but from the man in black opposite him, he actually felt a familiar feeling.
"The sun is so hot!"
Master Fenkong calmed down, turned his right hand again, and shot out a terrifying golden flame, heading straight for the black crystal door.
"boom!"
No matter what kind of karmic fire is coming, Black Crystal will remain unchanged and respond to all changes. He raises his hand and punches it to pieces, blasting it to pieces. He doesn't know what kind of defensive skills he has practiced, letting the sparks
It fell on him, but he was still alive and kicking and was actually unscathed.
After countless battles like this, Master Fenkong used various karmic fires, but they were unable to cause any harm to Black Crystal. Instead, they forced the opponent closer and closer, almost to the point of close combat.
Who is this person?
When did such a number one figure appear in the "Black Coffin" again?
When he was extremely shocked, Master Fenkong's eyes once again fell on Heijing's face without facial features, and that weird feeling came over him again, lingering in his heart for a long time.
No facial features…
No facial features…
Damn it!
Isn’t this a faceless man?
After staring at the strange face in front of him for a long time, Master Fenkong suddenly had a flash of inspiration and suddenly understood.
Isn't this so-called black crystal the faceless man from Goddess Mountain?
Reminiscent of the fact that there was once a faceless man trapped in the territory of the black coffin, all the clues connected together instantly.
Apparently the "Black Coffin" captured the faceless man, transformed him into the black-faced and black-clothed "Sombra" he is today, and successfully controlled his mind through some strange means.
What a black coffin, really weird and unpredictable!
Wanting to understand the reason, Master Fenkong couldn't help but be shocked. He was at a loss for a moment, and was actually forced back by Sombra.
After the transformation, Sombra seems to be even more ferocious and tough than the Faceless Man.
Old bald donkey, I never thought you would be here today!
Seeing that Master Fenkong was at a disadvantage, Zhu Yuming's eyes shone with excitement, and all the cells in his body seemed to be trembling. He wished he could scream at the top of his lungs to vent the emotions he had suppressed for too long.
This can't go on like this!
Under the violent attack of the black crystal, Master Fenkong felt that the injuries in his body were being continuously affected, and it gradually became difficult to resist. There was a faint sense of sadness in his heart.
"The eight extreme hells*karma fire burns the sky!"
After a few more moves, he finally stopped hesitating and yelled angrily. The eight karmic fires suddenly merged into one place, forming a ball of colorful flames. Countless fire bullets surged out from it, bursting in the direction of the black crystal.
A burst of fire, dense and overwhelming, making it impossible to hide or escape.
This move "Karma Burns the Sky" is Master Fenkong's ultimate killing move. Even those who are as powerful as Sombra do not dare to directly attack it, and have to retreat and dodge left and right.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Master Fenkong's eyes flashed, and his body turned into a flash of light, instantly appearing next to his beloved disciple Yanru, the divine monk, grabbing him, and then he flashed again and appeared behind the Yanxing divine monk.
Even a fool can see that he saw that the situation was not good, and planned to use the first of the thirty-six strategies, bringing his two disciples with him to make a strategic change.
Just when his left palm was about to touch Yan Xing's back, a sudden change occurred.
I saw a black figure suddenly jump out from the melee below. It went straight up to the sky with lightning speed, and "suddenly" appeared behind Master Fenkong. Its right palm was like a snake coming out of its hole. From an extremely tricky angle,
It thrust hard into his back.
The speed of this body technique and the ruthlessness of his moves have reached the pinnacle, and the timing of his choice is even more wonderful. It is at the moment when Master Fenkong is distracted and unable to free his hands, that he has no chance at all.
opportunity to escape.
"puff!"
Finally, Master Fenkong had profound cultivation and quick reaction. At the critical moment, he turned slightly sideways and avoided the vital point of his heart. However, the attacker's right palm was inserted into his back. Blood spattered and muscles flew everywhere.
This man succeeded in striking, but he didn't give up. He hooked up the five fingers of his right hand, turned his wrist violently, and mercilessly inflicted secondary damage on Master Fenkong. With just one blow, he smashed countless amounts of blood into the old monk's body.
The muscles and bones, the cruelty of his methods, and the viciousness of his moves are all shocking.
There is also a realm of chaos!
Master Fenkong was shocked, exhausted all his strength, and reluctantly turned around to look.
"It's you!"
Recognizing the face of the attacker, his expression changed sharply, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
It turned out to be the Black Coffin Bishop!
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