The dead qi on Xiao Chen's body began to rise into the sky, straight to the sky.

The real body of the skeleton as white as jade, with the death qi as black as ink, the two extreme colors were unusually dazzling in the sky above the town.

As the lifeless qi on Xiao Chen's body exploded, the sky above the town instantly darkened, and large dark clouds were pulled to the sky above the town by the skyrocketing death.

But for a moment, the entire canopy seemed to be covered by dark clouds.

At this time, the dark clouds began to churn and rotate, and a whirlpool of dark clouds with no end in sight formed above the sky.

Xiao Chen's figure was incomparably small under the very center of the whirlpool.

The billowing dead qi on Xiao Chen's body rushed into the very center of the whirlpool, staining the incomparably huge dark cloud vortex with incomparably black.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar came from the black clouds, and the whole heaven and earth were shaken in shock by this tiger roar.

A huge black tiger claw emerged from the very center of the whirlpool, and the whole town was incomparably small and fragile under this tiger claw.

With the appearance of the black tiger claw, the sky darkened entirely, as if it was ten ten in the middle of the night, and the pitch-black space became more and more depressing for this breathtaking scene.

The people on earth looked at what was happening in the sky, and no one could speak, as if the scene of the destruction of the world could not have happened in this world.

Some people couldn't bear the coercion of the huge black tiger claws, and they actually knelt directly on the ground and kept kowtowing.

His mouth kept muttering words begging for forgiveness.

Despair is not terrible, what is terrible is that in despair you don't even have the courage to run away.

The patriarchs of the Zhou family and the Wang family looked at the sky, and they also guessed Xiao Chen's identity at this time, the culprit of the Qin family's downfall.

They were also afraid, even more so than the cultivators who were paralyzed on the ground.

Because they are the heads of a clan, they have great wealth and power, they are human beings, they still have a lot of time to enjoy, how can they die here.

"Little brother, there is a solution to everything, why bother to solve it in such an extreme way. ”

Finally, the head of the Zhou family held back the fear in his heart and spoke.

Someone opened their mouths and some people agreed, and for a time there were all kinds of flattery, and the sound of praise was endless, but there was no cursing.

Xiao Chen floated in the air, looking coldly at the ugly people on the ground, and a sneer came out of Xiao Chen's mouth.

Listening to this sneer that made people cool from beginning to end, everyone knew that there was no condition to speak.

Xiao Chen held the black knife composed of dead qi in front of him, and slashed it lightly.

There was no terrifying sword aura, only symbols that everyone couldn't understand, and they rushed straight towards them.

Facing the mysterious black symbols, everyone's hearts were like ashes.

At this time, a grand Buddha horn sounded between heaven and earth, and a gentle golden light enveloped everyone.

As this golden light rose, the aura of despair was diluted a lot.

Most of them woke up as if they had come back to their souls.

Then the sound of Buddha rose with the golden light.

"Break the Hell Curse. ”

Someone shouted in surprise, this is the signature of the master of emptiness, and it has extremely strong lethality against those evil demons.

Everyone looked at the short monk standing at the front, and the fire of hope for life was ignited in their hearts.

"Amitabha, the old man is here to block for a moment, all the donors should run for their lives!"

The old monk's voice was calm, like an old well.

After listening to the old monk's words, no one hesitated, and he didn't even have time to say a few words, just like the lost dog, rushing out of the golden light.

Everyone is running for their lives, everyone is thinking about how to survive.

But no one noticed that the old monk's face was covered with terrifying cracks, as if his entire body was about to be shattered in the next moment.

The black symbol had rushed in front of the golden light.

Xiao Chen, who was above the sky, looked at the old monk's body that was about to shatter, and shook his head with a smile.

"You Buddhists have always been so annoying, you always want to cross people, but you have ever thought that in the end, you can't even cross yourself. ”

"Amitabha. ”

The old monk closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, the golden light on his body was like a dazzling sun, becoming more and more dazzling.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. ”

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, chanting the Buddha's name, and golden blood poured out from the cracks on the old monk's body.

Golden blood stained the old monk's body, making the old monk look like a golden-bodied Arhat.

A huge golden body of the Buddha slowly rose behind the old monk, and countless Buddha horns sounded in the heavens and the earth.

It's like the Buddha chanting the truth and suppressing the great demon.

Someone looked back at the old monk in shock, at this moment, the master of the empty is really like the mythical and legendary golden body Buddha, the law is solemn, and the sacredness is incomparable.

actually broke through the wilderness and broke the sky, and Huaxia added another heaven-breaking realm.

Xiao Chen watched the old monk actually break through at this moment, and raised his right index finger with interest.

Xiao Chen's index finger shook in the air, and the black symbols that rushed to the old monk's golden light suddenly stopped.

Xiao Chen shook his index finger again, and those symbols bypassed the old monk and pounced straight on those who ran away like lost dogs.

Xiao Chen came to the old monk with a skeleton on his head, and sat cross-legged opposite the old monk.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Bald, how do you want to cross me." ”

The old monk shook his head: "The donor is a person that the old monk can't cross." ”

Xiao Chen thought it was interesting, those bald scoops he had encountered in the Haoran World before were all day long, "You have to believe me, you have to believe me!"

The Buddhism that Xiao Chen knows is not those fat-headed and big-eared bald donkeys in the world, the bald donkeys in the world are all fake Buddhas who take refuge behind closed doors in troubled times and open the door to make money in prosperous times.

The Buddhists Xiao Chen knows are all playing sharp all day long, chattering, but they have a good heart.

Xiao Chen doesn't like Buddhism very much, he can't understand the words, he thinks about crossing people every day, thinking about saving the common people.

Xiao Chen likes Taoism, and the attitude of Taoism is very similar to Xiao Chen's appetite, and Taoism pays attention to it.

"You love to believe it or not, don't believe it, get out, don't bother Lao Tzu to seek immortality. ”

Xiao Chen pulled the old monk's snow-white beard and said with a smile: "Little thing, it looks really chic." ”

The old monk was unmoved, Xiao Chen was a little helpless: "You Buddhists are all like this, no one can stop you when you want to die, alas, forget it, although people like you are not popular, but you can't do without." ’”

Xiao Chen got up, lifted the old monk's neckline, and stretched his arm away, like a big windmill.

The old monk was dizzy and dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of confusion, the person in front of him was a demon or a Buddha?

"Fuck off. ”

Xiao Chen threw the old monk into the distance, like a cannonball that came out of the chamber, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Chen clapped his hands, looked at the crowd running around him, and shook his head with a smile.

"Under the tiger pounce, no one survived. ”