"Alive!!"

Look at the Manichaean elder who has risen back from his coffin.

The crowd was on the verge of dropping their jaws, and the Manichaean leader couldn't believe his eyes.

He was sure that it was impossible for the Great Elder to cheat and die.

"Rise from the dead!"

On the side, Zhang Zhijing's face changed greatly, looking at the Manichaean elder who had risen from the coffin, he whispered to himself in his mouth, and couldn't help but take a step back in shock.

What is the most powerful force in the world?

Broken rocks?

The magic of creation?

Or is it in control??

No! Neither, at least in Zhang Zhijing's heart, the most powerful forces in the world are nothing more than both.

One said: Bring the dead back to life.

The second said: immortality.

Zhang Zhijing believed that the Manichaean elder had indeed passed away, and he would never be wrong about this.

But if the Manichaean elder really died, then now that he sat up from the coffin again, then there was only one answer, to bring the dead back to life.

"Coming back from the dead? Is there really a resurrection from the dead in this world? ”

The Manichaean leader was shocked after a brief pause.

Only the great shaman seems to be much more indifferent, although the resurrection of the dead is shocking, but it is nothing compared to the saint.

He even couldn't help but say proudly in his heart: "When the holy woman comes, our shamanic ancestors will also be able to uncover the coffin!" ”

Thinking of this, the afterglow of the great shaman looked in the direction of Zhao Ke again, and his fiery eyes were full of the sustenance of the flame of hope.

"No, he didn't come back to life!"

At this time, Zhang Zhijing suddenly noticed that something was wrong, although the person sat up straight from the coffin, his flesh and blood still carried a strong four qi.

It's not resurrection, it's more like turning into a zombie.

Sure enough, I saw this Manichaean elder, his skin quickly gave birth to pitch-black corpse spots, and his black nails slashed lightly on the thin coffin board, suddenly tearing the coffin open.

"Zombie!"

The excitement on the face of the Manichaean leader suddenly stiffened, and then quickly turned from shock to anger, even anger.

This elder was not only a Manichaean elder, but also a teacher and friend of his.

In front of himself, he was refined into a zombie by the Sin Bowl!

"Buzz ......"

For a while, the Manichaean people looked cold, and slowly pulled out their matching knives from their waists, which was related to the honor of Manichaeism, and life and death could also be put aside.

The Manichaean Master had an indifferent face, and walked step by step towards the Guilty Bowl.

"Don't come here!"

What is surprising is that the Manichaean elder, who has become a zombie body at this time, actually spoke.

Waving his hand to signal the Manichaeans not to be impulsive, his eyes are clear, and he has not lost his mind like a zombie, only knows how to kill.

This state made Zhao Ke think of the fat pig.

At least the appearance of this Manichaean Great Elder looked very similar to when the fat pig had not refined the dragon vein essence before.

"Hehe, after living a handful of years, I thought I had no chance, but I never thought that after I died, I could have such a comfortable day!"

The Grand Elder of Manichaeism shook his limbs.

Stiff but not hard, if you use the level of corpse refining, such a physical standard, even the top corpse refining masters have to spend a lot of effort to be able to practice.

"Amitabha, the poor monk sins and bowls, and I have come to teach the elders!"

The Sin Bowl clasped his palms together and bowed to the Grand Elder of Manichaeism.

The actions of this sin bowl are both confusing and strange in people's hearts.

In order to dip the brush in ink and explode a person's head casually, the elder was upset for his disciple, and a drop of vermilion blood scared him so much that he urinated, but it was only a drop of vermilion blood on his forehead.

Now in front of everyone, the old man who has become ancient has been refined into a living corpse.

The cruelty of the methods is simply outrageous.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a crooked and heretical way, how can it be a Buddha?

However, at this time, it is such a humble and respectful salute, and this change from one after the other makes people feel capricious and uncertain.

"Hehe, I thought there was no chance, but since you resurrected the old man, how can you fight!"

The Great Elder of Manichaeism rose from the dead, albeit in the form of a zombie.

But I didn't care at all, but I felt more comfortable than ever.

It seems that he has returned to the state of his youth, and he is not known how many times stronger than his old and crippled body before.

"Simple, you hit me, I won't dodge, if you don't die, then you will return the trick of Fang Cai, as long as you can survive, the little monk will lose!"

"Is he crazy??"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around everyone.

Even Zhao Ke was a little ...... It's arrogant.

Not only will I take a punch from you first, but I will also imitate your moves to fight back, if I can't kill you, I will lose?

Zhao Ke pondered in his heart, if it wasn't for the arrogance of the guilty bowl, then it must be strong enough to ignore everything.

But even so, it's a bit too generous.

This Manichaean Great Elder is not inferior to the Manichaean Sect Master in terms of strength.

Now that it has become a zombie body, I am afraid that its strength will rush up to the next level.

I dare not say that my strength can reach the level of senior postman, but it is equivalent to one foot has entered the level of senior postman, which means that there is no one under the senior postman.

The bowl of sin is too full of words.

With one punch, even a high-ranking postman would seriously injure him.

Isn't he afraid that after he is seriously injured, he will be surrounded and killed by everyone present?

Moreover, even if he could resist this punch, the Manichaean elders, who had already turned into zombie bodies, could also block this punch, and they would not die.

What kind of strong self-confidence can make Sin Boluo so arrogant?

Not to mention that Zhao Ke is so reckless.

Even this Manichaean elder who came back from the dead couldn't help but look stunned for a moment, this is too contemptuous of people.

"Good! Deal! ”

After a brief pause, the Manichaean Grand Elder quickly agreed.

It's a fool not to agree!

When you are young and vigorous, you may feel that you have been insulted by the other party, and you will definitely refuse categorically, or even disdain.

But now it's different, it's his ** that Sinbowl restores, but it doesn't affect his wisdom and experience.

Such a good thing, of course, he will not refuse.

But at the same time, in my heart, I can't help but be serious, and I can bring myself back from the dead, even if it is a zombie body, such a means of creating heaven is by no means comparable to those ordinary reckless people.

Seeing that the Manichaean elder agreed, Sin Boluo stopped speaking and quietly waited for the other party to make a move.

A chance of a move.

Even if he is a great elder of Manichaeism, he must not be cautious.

"Let's go!"

Tianyu stood up suddenly, grabbed Zhao Ke's collar, unceremoniously put Zhao Ke's body on his shoulder, and said angrily: "Since you don't want to come, why don't you make a simple and lightweight clone!" ”

Tian Yu could see early in the morning that the Zhao Ke in front of him was not Zhao Ke's real body.

"Timid as a mouse!"

In the face of the sarcasm of the Heavenly Oracle, Zhao Ke didn't bother to quibble about anything, and let the Heavenly Oracle take him away from a safe distance.

Even if it's just a one-trick appointment.

But the more this is the case, the more the Manichaean archbishop will inevitably go all out and fight with all his strength to burst out with the strongest means.

It is conceivable that the power must be at least at the level of the fifth order, or even the sixth order.

Enough to turn a 10-kilometer radius into a Jedi.

Not to mention, the Sin Bowl will fight back with this move.

They are small fish and shrimp, it is better to hide as far as possible.

A group of people were pressed in the dark, running around and blindly fleeing without order.

During this period, Zhao Ke saw some people with his own eyes, who were trampled to death in a panic.

At this time, Zhao Ke noticed several elderly shamans in the distance.

"Where are you sending me!"

"Where!"

After sweeping his mind, the Heavenly Oracle nodded silently and sent Zhao Ke to the side of these old shamans.

These old shamans did not run around like those headless flies, but chose a higher mound not far away.

This distance was not safe for the others, but the old shamans did not care at all.

Actually, the reason is very simple.

With only one blow almost, he would also concentrate all his strength in one direction, so it was enough to avoid the direction of Sin Bo and the Manichaean elder and choose a farther side.

When Zhao Ke was put down by the Heavenly Oracle, the Heavenly Oracle simply stopped leaving, and just stood quietly aside and waited.

When everyone gradually moved away, they saw a mess around them.

There were even some corpses, lying in the pits,

Within a radius of ten kilometers, there was only one corpse left, where a monster stood.

At this time, the Grand Elder of Manichaeism took a deep breath and slowly raised his arm.

Arms spread, like a Kunpeng spreading its wings,

An invisible force spread around the elder.

Suddenly, the sound of wind and thunder became louder and louder between the waves of his arms, as if he was pushing the wind and thunder to go, rumbling and alarming the world.

"That's the top Zoroastrian master, the Wind and Thunder God Palm! It's probably a fifth-order ability, and if this old guy uses it, I'm afraid he will be able to reach the sixth-order! ”

On the side, the oracle seemed to know a lot of information about Zoroastrianism, and introduced it to Zhao Ke.

In fact, it can balance the strife between many sects, and the information collected by the oracle can be described as huge.

It's a pity that there seem to be a lot of heroes and masters of these sects, but the rotten melons and rotten vegetables are also terrifying, and a group of rabble only has a slight restrain on Buddhism.

If it weren't for Zhao Ke, he would have started early and cut off the supply of food and grass for Buddhism, I'm afraid it would not have been possible to contain this point.

You don't need Buddhism to make a move, and you don't need ten days, you can make a pot of porridge here.

I saw that the momentum on the Manichaean elders was getting stronger and stronger, there was no fixed pattern, no starting hand, but the thunder in the palm of the hand was more and more oppressive, deafening.

Even though they were far away, everyone could still feel the powerful sense of oppression, like the pressure of Mount Tai, which made people feel difficult to breathe.

Zhao Ke watched from afar, and couldn't help but wonder if his own deity could use the Pupil of Vientiane to collect some of the power.

Even if the power is not as powerful as the Heavenly Punishment Fire that absorbs Heavenly Punishment, it is still not to be underestimated.

"Wind Thunder Palm, the last move, Thunder Town Jiuxiao!"

When the power was accumulated to the extreme, the Manichaean elder roared in a deep voice, and both palms were pushed out at the same time, and a thunderbolt of light reduced the heaven and earth in front of him to darkness.

A thunderous blow comparable to space punishment.

It made everyone tremble for a while, as if their heartbeats were about to stop with the sound of thunder.

The thunder light did not dissipate without a trace after this move, but instead converged into a huge ball of lightning, emitting a scorching light in front of everyone.

"Die! If you don't die, you should be seriously injured! ”

The faces of the Manichaean elders were pale before the thunder.

He saw that the sin bowl did not dodge and block, and really carried it with his own flesh and blood, in this case, even if he had great powers, he would inevitably pay a great price.

However, at this moment, the Manichaean elder seemed to suddenly notice something, raised his head in horror, and the thunder light in front of him was quickly retracted in an instant.

It was like a deflated ball, from a giant sphere that was originally about ten meters in diameter, it condensed in the palm of Sin's palm in an instant, and it was only the size of a fingernail.

"Wind and Thunder Divine Palm?"

Sin Boluo seemed to be very dissatisfied with this name, shook his head and said: "It turns out that the original demon sect's thunder master finally fell into your Manichaeism, but unfortunately, a good mastery was changed by you!" ”

"Demon Cult!"

When the Manichaean elder heard these two words, his face changed suddenly, this is a secret of Manichaeism, he doesn't know the specifics, but he has heard his master talk about it.

"Who the hell are you!"

Such a confidential matter, and it is already a hundred years ago, the word Demon Sect has long been forgotten by the world, how can anyone know it so clearly.

"Me!"

Sin Bo Luo seemed to be deep in thought, and finally shook his head in embarrassment, "I don't know who I am, maybe ...... I'm here to collect the debt of the dead soul. ”

I saw that the sin bowl said, the same technique, but it showed different details, and with a slight push of the palm, the thunder light that was originally the nail cover, but at this moment, like a meteor, directly penetrated the chest of the Manichaean elder.

The terrifying thunder sent out countless flashes in his body in just a moment, and then the body of the Manichaean Grand Elder instantly burned into ashes in the thunder.