Chapter 492: You're Not Him

Just as these black lotus seeds exploded and shot in all directions, several surrounding spaces suddenly distorted at the same time.

Immediately after, several figures sprang out of the distorted space.

Hunchbacked old man, skeleton with a crown on his head, Meng Po......

In addition to the three guys I was more familiar with, there was also a stout man with blood-red flames and two horns in his first life.

After seeing this scene, I was a little dumbfounded!

The hunchbacked old man was also dumbfounded, and it seemed that they didn't expect to meet me in this past time and space, or the main reason why they were dumbfounded was because the gray-clothed old monk was here.

"Damn, how did Jizo end up here?"

The skeleton with the crown howled and roared angrily and a little panicked, "Did he know in advance that we were coming here? ”

"him!"

The hunchbacked old man reacted quickly, rushed directly towards the gray-clothed old monk, and shouted to Meng Po at the same time: "Take lotus seeds, take as much as you can, three breaths, fast!" ”

At the same time as the hunchbacked old man rushed towards the old man in gray, the skeleton wearing the crown on his head hesitated for a moment, and then rushed towards the old monk in gray with a scream.

Meng Po rushed towards the shriveled black lotus seeds that burst into flames, and the three of them didn't pay attention to me.

Only the stout man who came with them was covered in blood-red flames, and he was looking at me with a very complicated and strange look, with anger, sadness, unwillingness, and a little resentment......

The moment I saw him, some images also came to my mind, some pictures of this weird man and Xiao Nineteen who used to be together.

He is the brother of Little Nineteen, a powerful existence in the Eighteen Prisons, and now he walks with the hunchbacked old man, and it seems that he is preparing to fall out on the eighteenth floor of hell.

"You're not him!"

He didn't say anything, and after leaving this sentence faintly, his figure flashed and helped the hunchbacked old man to besiege the gray-clothed old monk.

The gray-clothed old monk seemed to be a little angry, the Buddha was full of light all around, many Buddha phantoms in the void were illusionary, and many illusory huge Buddha palm prints appeared, as if they were going to suppress the hunchbacked old man and others here.

At the same time, seeing that Meng Po was taking the opportunity to collect those shriveled black lotus seeds, she had already collected more than a dozen in just the time between breaths.

When I was hesitating to take those shriveled black lotus seeds, the black lotus seeds around me seemed to guess what I was thinking, and they stuck directly to my body, dragging me not to make any move.

Well?

Don't you want me to be involved in the fight for those shriveled black lotus seeds?

Suddenly, there was a strange situation on Meng Po's side.

Seeing that when she stretched out her hand to take a certain black lotus seed, her body suddenly stiffened in mid-air, and then flew out upside down with a muffled snort.

It felt as if he had suddenly been hit by an invisible sledgehammer, and he was instantly knocked dozens of feet away, and his breath became disordered.

A transparent hole appeared in Meng Po's chest, and black mist lingered all around her body, although the wound was slowly healing, but Meng Po's breath was already weak and disordered, and she looked at the person who hurt her with a face of unwillingness to be frightened.

In Meng Po's position just now, a hand appeared and gently grabbed a few shriveled black lotus seeds.

Immediately after, the palm that poked out of the void trembled slightly, and a layer of ripples rippled through the void, and a slender figure walked out of it.

When I saw that figure, my eyes shrank sharply.

It was the so-called 'god' created in the laboratory, the long-haired young man who swallowed the disciples and tyrants, and the proud work of King Taishan's years of planning.