At this moment, the headless Buddha seemed to be enraged by the young man in front of him!

He screamed and hammered the ground, shattering the ground in an instant......

Layer after layer, cracks like branches, appeared on the ground below.

Immediately, the huge metal body of the Buddha stepped forward, like a bull that saw a red cloth, and rushed with unparalleled power.

The two huge fists standing in front of them were like the horns of a bull, carrying a huge oppressive force.

At this time, the young man laughed, and his figure turned slightly sideways, dodging the impact of the huge black bull.

Chen Ming's current advantage is his astute speed and the shape of a ghost that is difficult to catch.

The next moment! His figure trembled slightly, and he jumped to the side of the headless Buddha.

After slashing through with a click, a small piece of meat from the waist of the headless Buddha's head was cut off.

Although the opponent's flesh and skin are as defensive as metal, they are like high-density metal ores.

It was as hard and heavy as the earth, but under the boy's several swings, it was instantly shattered into pieces.

Immediately, Chen Ming stepped forward again, and after the blade in his hand was flipped, the blood-red clothes were draped over his body, and the flames burned on the clothes.

He felt that he had reached his limit, and how long the flame could burn was up to him.

Chen Ming felt that every time he breathed, the breath between his snorts was a little less.

Seems to gasp next time! It will be difficult for you to breathe and you will become a dead corpse......

At this moment, the evil spirit in the chest cavity also felt this strangeness!

Xinxin sneered and scolded, "Don't be too strong, kid...... You look so weak that you're not much different from the inside of the Dead Land! ”

A cold smile appeared on Chen Ming's face, obviously at this time, after this experience.

It looks like it's completely devoid of people, more like a tiger who has finally been freed after being locked in a cage.

A tiger that was originally bound to the steel jungle city has returned to the dark primeval jungle that truly belongs to him.

The boy stretched out his hand and slammed into the huge fist, but saw the moment of contact.

Chen Ming's entire arm was directly fractured, and after the broken bone was squeezed downward, it was directly pressed into a flat sheet.

After Chen Ming's palm was slightly unfolded, the blood-colored wave was like a poisonous snake, venting on his stump.

After a few clicks! A strong man breaks his arm to protect himself!

The hand snapped and fell to the ground......

Chen Ming took advantage of the situation and fled away, and the sharp blade in his hand slashed horizontally, resulting in a bloody tide pouring forward.

As the fiery red wedding dress floated on his side, several strings of flames instantly flowed forward.

However, at this moment, the body of the headless Buddha suddenly swelled out, and the dough hanging on the huge metal body!

He laughed weirdly, "Dying and struggling children! Let's go to hell obediently! ”

Then the metal body swelled apart, like a machine that was activated, and countless fragments of steel were torn out of its flesh.

Like a whip of fire spreading outward, the steel jungle wielded wantonly.

In the twinkling of an eye! The surrounding soil was originally smashed by a hammer, but now under the slap, the soil and rocks are flying wildly.

The stones that scurried like a rain of bullets pierced the boy's temples directly.

Chen Ming could feel some residue, which remained in his head.

Just as he was stunned, the headless Buddha who was still waving the steel jungle immediately approached.

Laughed maniacally, "Grab your handle, boy!" Carelessness, but original sin...... It's the sin of your death! ”

Chen Ming's body was severely traumatized, boom! Scattered directly into flesh and blood......

Under this giant fist, only the small half of the eyes slowly fell downward, trembling lightly on the ground and disappearing.

At this time, between the palms of the hands, blood red flowed......

The Headless Buddha noticed something unusual, and on his forehead, there were countless erupting green tendons.

Struggling to become entangled in the appearance of a spider's web, at this moment, the headless Buddha's small half of his head appeared out of thin air on the severed limbs.

Exactly...... It wasn't the head of a headless Buddha, it was another abominable being.

I saw the eyes of the evil spirit in my chest at this moment, and I started my old job.

In the form of a remnant soul, he was placed under the remnants of the headless Buddha's head.

As he continued to sink, the flesh and skin he had originally controlled turned into a mess of mud under the swing of the iron fist......

The headless Buddha felt a sharp pain in his seven orifices.

Your own newly grown head...... The pain controlled his movements.

At this moment, the slightly raised arms, the trembling body, and the limbs that were no longer able to move all announced that the headless Buddha was temporarily bound.

At this moment, Chen Ming, who is far away, observes everything......

He paced out and chuckled, "Thank you!" Guilty, I didn't expect you to have such a useful day! ”

The ancient soul above the severed head laughed viciously and scolded, "Boy! If you have time to thank me, why don't you think about how to win with one move...... I feel like I can't hold it anymore! ”

With Chen Ming's body, the fiery red wedding dress turned into flying fiery red wings, dragging the young man to float to a high position in the air.

Relying on the downward self-gravity, it forms an acceleration that quickly penetrates through the spatial position of nothingness.

His body sparked a series of sparks in the air, and when the flames burned, the sparks in the sky rendered the surrounding space brilliant and beautiful.

At this moment, Chen Ming put away his knife, and flames gushed out from his waist

Chen Ming concentrated all his energy and strength on the unsheathed sword at his waist.

Relying on the scabbard to accumulate strength, it is called a move called drawing and slashing, and after using a hodgepodge of various powers, it swings downward.

With a boom! The bone blade rubbed violently against the blood-black skin scabbard, and the blood-red flames became even more turbulent with the momentum of friction.

The young man's side was completely enveloped in flames, and the blade of the sword swung out came through the space with a wave of qi.

It was like an ancient knight charging with a spear, and a noble cavalryman holding his head high.

The oppressive force of the pride poured out, and then the headless Buddha's chest swelled violently......

On the huge opening, there are still a few traces of flames that cannot be extinguished......

The blue-gray and blood-stained flames gradually lost their traces of existence as they danced above their bodies.

The boy's flesh cracked, and he tried to stand up, but found blood running from his body.

Chen Ming felt like he was cramping and pulling out his bones, and he didn't have any strength at all!

He laughed wildly, and then he spat out another mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of something called tiredness.

At this moment, Chen Ming was holding his body strongly, and after his body stood up, he turned his head...... I only saw the headless Buddha with an empty belly, still slowly turning his head.

At this time, Chen Ming's chest twitched violently, the evil spirit's means of controlling the other party had come to an end, and the evil spirit with a breath left had to crawl back!

Xinxin sneered: "It's not enough at all, Q This guy's muscle strength is far from being comparable to you...... Even if you concentrate all your strength on one point! It seems to be ...... too"

Then the evil spirit no longer has any sound, time, space, and logic seem to be all imprisoned.

The surrounding environment is full of death-like tranquility......

After a moment, Chen Ming was in a daze, feeling that his body was sinking.

He found that his flesh was entwined, uprooted, and spread over him like a sapling.

Like blood-sucking leeches, they stick to the flesh, and blood-red tubes erupt one by one, appearing in the flesh.

Chen Ming slowly flowed into the body of the Headless Buddha, like a worm on the other party's body, and entered the mother's body.

Chen Ming struggled, trying to escape......

But when I saw the breath between my noses, it finally stopped......

He smiled helplessly, "It's finally the end...... I still can't escape! ”

Just when Chen Ming's consciousness was dying, the young man who hummed a little song and walked out step by step.

Under the black and white robe, there was blood-red filth, and the black and blue hair in the young man's hand was shaken, and the little black dragon breath was entangled.

Mo Jia Qianji's face looked ruddy with a little joy, after all, he was the biggest winner......

He chuckled and looked at Chen Ming, who was bound to the Buddha in front of him!

The Mo family Qianji shouted at Chen Ming: "Chen Ming, do you need Xiaosheng's help now?" Now that you're in danger, you can't discount it this time! ”

However, Chen Ming is dead at this moment...... Like a corpse, he couldn't move, and he couldn't answer the question of the Mo family's thousand machines at all.

Mo Jia Qianji shook his head helplessly......

Then he hung Meng Po's head on his shoulder, hanging it, and crushed his hair.

With that little bit of black-gold miasma, it flowed into the body!

Then he could feel that the soul on his side had grown a lot.

The position of each of their chests, the ancient dragon soul seemed to be nourishing.

They became even more turbulent, and the Mo family Qianji snorted, "The so-called praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind!" Xiaosheng is not stupid enough, he really called himself into a dream! ”

In fact, the Mo family Qianji had already faintly discovered that this Infernal Temple was not so much like the end of the road encountered by the two teenagers.

It's more like a game set up in advance, a game set up specifically for Chen Ming!

In that void, unreal Infernal Temple.

Whether it is the Xinghualou that is on fire inside, or the Mo family Qianji who fought with Meng Po, it all comes from Chen Ming's conjecture.

The thought that originated from the mind of the Mo family's Qianji, so as long as there is this kind of thought in his mind, he doesn't have to enter it in person!

As long as Chen Ming thinks that the Mo family has entered a dream, and in the dream, the figure of the Mo family will naturally appear.

Where there is thinking, there must be an echo, and this idealist view is what these Buddhas pursued.

The remnants of the soul in it are nothing but false.

But it seems...... The methods used by Meng Po were actually created with the help of the headless Buddha, the body refined by many monks with countless remnant souls, and the will of the ancient chariot!

Calling the false Mohist Thousand Machines and the Headless Buddha to reality together......

Fortunately, at this moment, the Mo family saw that the head hanging on the headless Buddha, half of the neck stalk had been broken into slag.

Otherwise! I'm afraid he will have to take the risk of killing this resurrected self again.

At this time, the Mo family Qianji loosened his muscles and bones, and he glanced at the Buddha in the center and the Chen Ming who was completely devoured.

Mo Jia Qianji sneered, "Xiaosheng is the most annoying...... It's about dealing with this situation! We must protect our friends and kill evil ......"

"Hmmm! Xiaosheng killed you here, or just left you behind, will anyone know?"

A real chill flowed out of those smiling eyes.

The Mo family has thousands of machines, this is both good and evil, and the means are ruthless......

The monster that thinks about the changes of yin and yang is only showing at this moment...... His most special side.

But the Mo family's thousand machines, as the soul sword was raised slightly, a trace of dragon soul was entangled on it.

At this moment, all his attacks carried a trace of the corrosive effect of the black gold dragon.

The resentful spirits and ghosts that were originally hovering around them all seemed to be blessed by the miasma, carrying unique suppressive and destructive power.

By the original bugs...... Turned into a poisonous snake, although there was still no rudimentary form of a dragon.

Seeing that he had gained a lot, he not only killed Meng Po, who was about to escape, but also snatched the breath of the black gold dragon from the other party's body!

Mo Jia Qianji was in a good mood, and smiled helplessly, "Oops! Ah! Don't take the good as a small thing, don't take the evil as a small thing, whoever makes Xiaosheng a bad good person, I'll help you again this time!"