Dark!

Thick darkness.

In this Taimiao Hall, which originally symbolized justice, light and greatness, there was no breath of light, only endless darkness and madness, as if biting people's hearts.

Even if he was like Li Chun, stepping into such a place, he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, and quickly collected his thoughts, stretched out his hand and grabbed Jixiang, and then looked at the prince.

The monk waited in front of them, stretched out his hand, and a white mist of light appeared, and the three of them hid behind the light mist before they felt that their breathing was easier.

"What the hell is this place?"

Li Chun frowned, and by the faint light, he looked up at the front.

There are three statues of gods directly in front.

Dressed in armor and armed with different weapons, his eyes are wide open, and he looks like a real person - no, it's a real monster, and it's intimidating.

"This is the three gods of righteousness in the past, and the three gods of revenge today. ”

The monk looked at the three statues and sighed.

He breathed deeply, bulging his belly big enough, and suddenly slammed his palm on his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, drenching the three idols one by one!

"National Teacher!"

The prince was shocked, "What are you doing here?"

The monk turned his head and smiled, "Didn't the monk say a long time ago that he wanted to limit the power of the gods and help you get through...... Ahem......"

He coughed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and a rare look of pain appeared on his face, obviously this time, he was also not lightly injured.

"National Teacher ......"

The prince suddenly remembered the words of the monk before he first entered the temple, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

"Needless to say, suppressing the gods, even if they go crazy, the monk won't be able to do it for long, so you hurry up and go first. Let's finish first!"

The monk shook his hand and didn't let the prince continue.

He pointed to the three gods, "The three vengeful gods today are jealousy, anger, and fear, and you happen to be the three, so can you pick one each?"

Idol on the left. Holding a mace, that's anger;

The idol on the right, holding a long serpent, is jealousy;

And the idol in the middle, holding a strange sword, is for fear.

These three statues have become extremely hideous.

Each of the three of them had to succeed in single-handing out a god in order to get the opportunity to leave the temple.

"Can't you pick one of the three?"

Li Chun felt that the one holding the snake on the right side looked funny, and it seemed easier for everyone to take turns abusing him.

"Absolutely. ”

The monk nodded solemnly. "But every time you defeat him, the monk's suppression power is reduced by half, that is to say, the second time you beat him, his strength will be doubled, and the third time will be quadruple, if you are interested in challenging high difficulties, you can also ......"

"No need!"

Li Chun shook his head again and again, "Let's pick one by one, so how do you choose?"

I don't know what these gods are capable of. How do the three of them choose?

"The god's greatest weakness is because he has a name. ”

The monk smiled with difficulty. "The name is their character, which means their hole cards. If you want to choose an opponent, of course, you are the one who is the least afraid. ”

"I see!"

Li Chun suddenly realized, "Then I am the most courageous and not afraid of death, should I pick the god of fear to fight?"

"I ...... As a girl, I can have today. There's nothing to be jealous of, just pick the god of jealousy?" Ji Xiang pondered for a moment and spoke weakly.

The crown prince sighed, "Since I was a child, I have learned to control anger, and nothing is invisible. It seems that the god of wrath is mine. ”

The distribution of the three of them was appropriate, and the monk nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand, and saw that the three statues on the shrine were swaying, all of them as if they were about to move.

"Who's coming first!"

"Wait!"

The prince waved his hand, "National Teacher, we picked these three people, what will you do then?"

Although the strength of the Monk Zhaoye is far superior to the three of them, if after each god is defeated, the strength will skyrocket, and I wonder if the Monk Zhaoye will be able to cope with it.

"Hahahaha!"

The monk shook his head and patted his belly, "Prince, the monk has actually made it clear a long time ago, during the trip to the Taimiao, the three of you have great luck and can get out, but the monk can only accompany you to send you to death......"

When he said the word dead, he did not shy away from it.

"Rest assured, we people of Buddhism and Taoism are not heavy, and I am here to pass away, which is a fixed number. ”

Seeing that the prince was anxious to say something, the monk waved his hand again and again, "The monk's qi is not exhausted, sooner or later there will still be a time to meet you again, at the moment, you still have to take care of yourself!"

"This god is not easy to fight!"

The monk shook his body and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"National Teacher!"

The prince took a deep breath and bowed deeply to the night monk, "The grace of the national teacher, the spring is difficult to repay, please accept my worship!"

The monk smiled slightly, but he didn't let it, and accepted this gift.

Li Chun walked over and patted the monk's shoulder, "Monk, I blamed you before, it's mine!"

"That's it!"

The monk pulled up the auspiciousness with tears in his eyes, and shook his head slightly, "Don't want mother-in-law, hurry up!"

He shook his fingers, and saw the statue on the left side sway, and the plaster on his body fell off, making a fluttering sound, and with a strange scream, he jumped down from the shrine, and screamed, shaking the roof tiles and making a loud noise.

The prince snorted coldly, took a step forward, and with a mistake in both palms, the true dragon energy surrounded his arm, emitting a bright yellow light.

"I'd like to see what the God of Wrath is capable of!"

If it was before, the prince must have planned and then moved, but now he has a little more pride in his chest, even in the face of the gods, he is not afraid!

Bang!

He slapped the mace in the hand of the god of wrath, only to hear the sound of gold and iron ringing, and each person and god actually took a step backwards.

Evenly divided!

No, in fact, the crown prince used his flesh palm to deal with the weapons of the gods, and it should be said that he had a slight advantage!

"The strength of this god is really suppressed!"

Li Chun made up his mind, with a god of this level, he could fight ten!

"Don't underestimate the gods!"

The corner of the monk's mouth oozed blood, and he shook his head slightly.

"Although the strength has been suppressed by the monk's blood spirit array, his divinity still exists, and he may not be your opponent if he fights hard, but with his divine skills, I am afraid that you will have to deal with it, and it will take a lot of effort......"

"Divine skills?"

Li Chun was slightly stunned.

Monk Zhaoye smiled, "Look slowly, if the prince can suppress him, it will only take about a dozen moves, and he will use his magic skills." ”

He looked around, "When the time comes, you stand out a little." ”

The magic skill is a covering attack, and it is inevitable to suffer from the pond fish, so it is better to stay a little farther away. (To be continued......)