Every palm fell with a terrifying ghost roaring sound, like a substantial giant palm rumbling down, and bright firelight appeared around it, "Zhang Fan, according to legend in the world, you alone defeated the six ancient ghost cultivators, killed the ancestor of the ghost tower, and boasted to your best, but you didn't know that you were just a frog at the bottom of the well." ”

"It's just a little bit of the true meaning, my strength is far beyond your imagination."

Zhang Fan said lightly: "Really? Then, with a stroke, he withdrew his arm.

In the eyes of outsiders, he stood in place repeatedly, never moving, but a shattered sword arc of light flashed straight into the sky, crashing into a giant palm ten zhang large and descending.

The giant palm is like a fallen leaf, and it is split in half when it is empty, and it is like a light weight, but the giant palm that is divided into two halves is like a big truck that has been overturned.

"What a fast sword, so powerful!"

The Helllord gasped.

Zhang Fanzhi's horror is much stronger than the rumors.

"It's not bad, it's not bad......," the Hell King commented, "but it's naïve for you to want to defeat me with this level of sword skill." ”

The Hell King walked in the air, and with every step, he stayed in the same place as a Hell King, and between the words, there were already more than a dozen Hell Kings left behind where he passed, and he was still walking, like walking in his own back garden, but it was extremely mysterious.

"Just an ant, dare to be the king, the real strong, how have you ever seen it, and the carving insect skills dare to be ugly?" Zhang Fan sneered, full of disdain.

I really don't know how to keep a low profile, I drank with Immortal Endless and Wind Thunder Tianzun two days ago, did I talk about it everywhere?

I look down on this kind of person the most, and if I have a little strength, I am called a king.

"Yama Seal True Yin Thunder!"

As soon as the words fell, the sky surged and gathered the power of the nine shadows in the sky, and a Yama mark emerged, which was the Yama seal, and the light shone down, and the sky shrouded the square inch of the place where the Hell King was located.

"Boom!"

Under the seal of Yama, countless yin thunders fell again, after Zhang Fan advanced to the true immortal, the yin thunder could also merge with Zhang Fan's Yama true intent to become a true yin thunder, and the true thunder was full of daylight, and the power was endless.

"Puff, puff......"

The Yama seal continued to shrink and squeeze, and the thunder and lightning in it were even more violent, constantly flashing down, bombarding, raging, and the Hell King was dead.

The sky is full of red brilliance.

From the battle for the suppression technique of Hell Mountain just now, to the restraint and mortal restraint now, it is undoubtedly not wonderful, and the people who see the underground are fascinated, this is a truly powerful confrontation.

Although it is not as happy as a fist to the flesh, it is more unpredictable.

"Boom, boom......"

Yin Thunder has the most terrifying spiritual intelligence, chasing the true body of the Hell King, maybe it's just Yin Thunder, maybe it can't hurt the Hell King, but the true intent that Zhang Fan exerts is enough to take the Hell King's life.

"Whoosh, whoosh......"

The Hell King fled quickly inside, this is the Hell King, chased by the thunder and lightning, the speed is really amazing, however, the pressure of Yama Luo Yin is constantly increasing, and the final Hell King will be turned into powder by Yama Yin even if he is not hit by the thunder and lightning.

"If you were a real person, I would still be afraid of you, but you are just a mere five changes, an ant, and you dare to shout in front of this king?" Zhang Fan grinned, his eyes full of disdain.

"Bastard!"

The Hell King was trapped in the Yama Seal, and he was furious.

He violently condensed his mana, and it burst out, he couldn't hold it anymore, his body trembled obviously, and the strength of Yan Luoyin was almost to the limit of his body.

"Let's show up!" Zhang Fan shouted angrily.

Rumble! A fierce bright light exploded, and the entire sky of hell was shrouded in golden light, and the golden light was as bright as the rising sun rose into the sky of hell, and the ghosts of all things in hell were burned to the ground.

"It's ......"

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, this golden light was just right, so familiar, as if he had seen it there.

In an instant, even the Yama celestial phenomena in the sky were dispelled, and the Yama seal disappeared into invisibility, and the golden light shone brightly, contaminating the heavens and the earth, and the entire hell seemed to turn into a holy place.

"Om, yard, what, horn, mic, huh!"

Zhang Fan was taken aback: "This is the Sanskrit sound of the Buddha's hometown." ”

Zhang Fan's face sank like water, the gaze in his eyes became colder and colder, and a wave of anger burned completely in his heart.

The true identity of the Hell King turned out to be a Buddha cultivator!

The golden light is dazzling, illuminating the heaven and the earth with a golden glow, I can't open my eyes, vaguely seem to see a towering Buddha, more than ten thousand feet high, full of gold irrigation, golden light.

"Huh?" The lone ghost rider was in an uproar.

The King of Hell turned out to be a Buddha?

This is a mysterious feeling, this feeling is like the immortals of the heavenly court who discovered that the Jade Emperor who informed the Three Realms was a demon, and that he had been ruled by a foreign race for so many years, his anger was conceivable, and the anger was almost burned out of his body at this moment.

"Zhang Fan, you are the first to force me to show my Buddha body."

The sound of Buddha in the sky is bursting, like the true self, passing down, and the mana is boundless.

"You're right, it's not a true immortal, it's definitely not your opponent, but it's a pity, I'm a true immortal, but in front of a true immortal, you are definitely not my opponent!"

"Huh!"

"Buddha burns Gara!"

The Buddha slapped down with a palm again, how could the power of this palm be comparable to before, the golden Buddha's hand, when it was pressed, the sound of the Buddha in all directions was non-stop, the whole heaven and earth were wailing, the air was burned by the Buddha's light, the void was trembling, and the terrible power almost destroyed the entire hell.

"If it's not a true immortal, just die under my palm."

The giant palm fell down and covered ten miles, fortunately the onlookers were standing far away, otherwise at this time, they would be calmed by the Buddha light together with Zhang Fan and this heaven and earth.

In the extremely shocked gaze, the Buddha's palm was finally covered.

Boom, the whole earth shook, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, everything slowly rose into the air, and then shattered into powder, and the heavens and the earth seemed to hang upside down.

The onlookers from ten miles away flew out directly!

The power of one palm is so strong, no wonder the Hell King said that if it weren't for the true immortal, he would die under this palm.

"This is the palm print that contains the true meaning of Buddhism!"

"True Immortal's full force blow!"

Jian Guying and the Li family's faces were gloomy, defeated, no matter how strong Lord Yan Jun is, he is not a true immortal after all, it is not that Lord Yan Jun is not strong enough, Lord Yan Jun is already the strongest Yan Jun after the ancient times of the underworld, it is strange that he met a true immortal in the Buddha Country.

Long sigh!

Jian Guying was at a loss, thinking that he would have a goal of survival and one more pursuit, but as a result, his ambitions had not yet been realized, but Lord Yan Jun was ...... Already defeated.

The Li family was even more gloomy, thinking that they had found a backer, but ...... After all, there is no joy.

"Haha, hahaha......"

The disciple of the Hell King laughed wildly and high-fived in celebration: "Win, win!" The ancestor is worthy of being the ancestor, he turned out to be a true immortal, and even the top six Nanfu Yan Jun who defeated the ghost king list were killed by him, from now on, the ancestor is not only the king of hell, but also the king of the underworld, the king of the nine shadows. ”

"Of course, the Ancestor is a true immortal!"

The disciples of the Hell King were excited.

In the future, who would dare to provoke the children of the Hell King? Don't go sideways yet.

It's just that before they finished speaking, under the huge golden palm, a voice suddenly remembered: "Chop!" ”

The sword roared!

Immediately afterwards, a sword light came up from the bottom, from the back of the Buddha's hand, and in an instant, all the Buddha's light was broken and turned into a white light, which was a sword that could not be blocked by any formation, spell, and magic weapon.

"What is this?"

The Hell King's indifferent Buddha eyes suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed in surprise.

The sword was already close at hand.

Just listen to "Click! "There was a loud bang.

The head of the golden Buddha was cut off by the sword, and it always fell from the height of the sky, Zhang Fan said lightly: "Doesn't your Buddhist family want ordinary people to threaten that hell is not empty and swear not to become a Buddha, and today this monarch will fulfill you." ”

Lose one's head!

The Buddha's body was eaten by the death qi emanating from the body at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like a mud bodhisattva falling into the water and turning into nothingness, and the huge head fell to the ground heavily, half of which smashed directly into the ground, revealing half of it.

This exposed half, Zhang Fan wants to deter Buddhism once, don't come to hell to take advantage of it and sell it!

A sword flies into the sky and kills the true Buddha?

"Hell King, just like that?"

The disciples on Hell Mountain were stunned, and there was a dead silence, and no one answered.