"Bang!"

It exploded.

The golden Buddha exploded into golden light, was swallowed by black gas, and disappeared.

"Exploded?"

"Even Master Mingwu is not an opponent?"

"This can't be compared at all, it's terrible!"

"The warrior of the ancient evil god is so strong!"

Luo Liuyan and the others looked at this scene, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, in the black aura, two blood rays appeared, staring directly at Luo Liuyan and the others.

This stare is like a death gaze.

Luo Liuyan's scalps exploded, and the hairs on their bodies stood up.

The whole person was like a hell, trembling violently uncontrollably.

The drought was stunned, and it was extremely difficult for them to have the slightest fighting spirit, and it was extremely difficult to even move a finger.

It's something that can't be dealt with at all.

What to do?

"Boom, boom......"

The drought fish stepped forward and walked towards the group step by step.

With each step, the ground dust exploded, and the shock waves continued to rise, and rows of shocks hit everyone.

"Bang ......"

Their bodies were pounding back and forth among the rubble, and it was very miserable.

If it was an ordinary Ascension Realm, it would have been blasted into powder by the shock wave.

Nevertheless.

At this moment, they were also injured, and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

"Buzz ......"

The sky trembled.

The dartfish stretched out its big hand to cover the sky and peeked down from the sky.

Under the big hand, the coercion poured down like the Milky Way, and fell from the sky with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

The ground also seems to be unable to withstand this coercion, and is rapidly collapsing.

Seeing that, the big hand was about to press on the five people.

Then.

"Therefore, it is known that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra......"

One scripture after another, flying rapidly.

On the top of Luo Liuyan's heads, it quickly condensed and formed a 100-meter-high golden Buddha.

The Golden Buddha clasped his hands together and said something in his mouth.

With Ning Zhizhi chanting the scriptures, the Golden Buddha is also growing rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden Buddha that was 200 meters high.

"Hoo ......"

On the golden Buddha's body, the scriptures are all over the sky, and they are flying rapidly around him.

"Buzz ......"

A golden handprint condensed and formed, aimed at the big hand that covered the sky, and blasted away.

"Boom ......"

There was a loud bang.

The drummer staggered back and sat down on the ground.

"Boom ......"

Mountains and rivers shook, and dust exploded.

Luo Liuyan and others rose to the sky.

In the end, he fell to the ground again.

I was dizzy and dizzy, and my eyes were full of stars.

"Howl ......"

The Drought Fish struggled to its feet, let out a roar, and its eyes were fixed on the Golden Buddha, roaring in anger.

"Damn bald asses!"

After saying this, the drought fish pulled out the iron chain on his body, aimed at the golden Buddha, and pulled it over.

"Bang ......"

The air exploded, and the waves were boundless.

The sky seemed to be torn apart, and explosions continued.

In front of the Golden Buddha, a golden hand was condensed again, blocking the front.

"Bang ......"

The giant black iron chain directly penetrated the golden hand and was drawn on the golden Buddha's body.

Half of the Golden Buddha's body was dispersed.

Countless scriptures, directly evaporated.

The remaining half of the scriptures flew rapidly, condensing into a hundred-meter-high golden Buddha again.

"Damn bald asses!"

The drought fish turned around, and the two eyes were directly fixed on Ning Mingming.

This moment.

Ning Mingzhi's body was imprisoned, and it was extremely difficult to move.

Even the chanting speed is several times slower.

"End...... It's over!"

Sensing that the drought was coming towards him step by step, Ning Mingming's eyes were full of despair.

A few kilometers away.

Mo Yan looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth were full of sneers.

"Tricksters?"

"Calculate everything?"

"Omnipotence?"

"Whew!"

"In my opinion, the Divine Cultivator is a piece of garbage!"

"Die!"

Mo Yan looked at this scene, and a cruel sneer appeared on his face.

farther away.

Ink Soul looked at this scene and shook his head secretly.

"The Divine Daoist is so weak, I knew where to use the drought, just let me take action!"

"Hey, with such a weak body, don't do it, kill him, Drought Fish!" muttered to Ink Soul.

This one started.

The drought's expression changed.

Stretched out his big hand to cover the sky, aimed at Ning Mingming, and pressed it.

For the attack of the Golden Buddha behind it, completely ignore.

Seeing that, the drought was about to slap Ning Mingming to death.

Then.

"Relics, the color is not different from the empty, the empty is not different from the color......"

The sound of the Buddha on the avenue floated down from the void.

Countless scriptures flew all over the sky, and in an instant, they wrapped Ning Mingzhi.

Meanwhile.

The slap of the drought fell right on Ning Mingming's head.

"Boom ......"

Loud bang.

The dartfish stumbled straight back, sitting on the ground with its buttocks, blocking the river.

After getting up, a heart-shaped lake took shape, and the river poured in.

"Hoo ......"

The scriptures flying from the void quickly burrowed into the golden Buddha body.

The Golden Buddha grew rapidly in size.

In less than a few moments, it grew to two thousand meters.

Standing up to the sky and shining brightly.

It looks like a god who opened the world.

"Damn bald asses!"

When the drought saw this, he roared angrily.

Holding the iron chain, he aimed at the golden Buddha and blasted over.

"Whew......"

The sound of breaking the sky exploded.

The chain came quickly, and in an instant, it hit the finger of the golden Buddha.

"Ding......

Metallic symphony.

The two fingers of the golden Buddha gently pinched the chain.

"Damn bald asses!"

The drought roared angrily, and its withered arms suddenly swelled.

Explosive muscles, full of arms.

He tugged hard, and the chain crumbled, as if it were about to break.

However, despite all his might, he was unable to pull back the chains.

"You have a relationship with the Buddha, accept it!"

The golden Buddha's face does not change color, and his mouth spits out the sound of Buddha.

Then, pinch lightly with two fingers.

"Bang!"

There was an explosion.

The chains crumbled into powder and vanished.

"Boom ......"

The dartfish sat down on the ground again, crushing a cloud of dirt.

As he struggled to his feet, another lake took shape.

"Damn bald ......"

The words did not fall.

"Therefore to say the mantra of Prajnaparamita, that is, to say the mantra is to say, to reveal the ...... of the mantra."

The golden Buddha spoke, and one by one, the scriptures flew in, enveloping the drought.

"Ah......h

The marquin fell to the ground, struggling.

The black qi on his body is dissipating rapidly.

These scriptures also flew to the ink soul and ink chan.

"Ah......h

Mo Yan fell to the ground, screaming and screaming.

"Damn the gods, dead bald donkey, stop, stop!"

The black qi on Mo Yan's body was disappearing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Nourishing ......"

The sound of frying meat sounded.

Mo Yan's body quickly melted, turning into a puddle of black mud.

Puffs of white smoke, mixed with a foul smell, poured out of his body and spread all around.

In the blink of an eye, only a skeleton remained, standing there quietly.

After the wind blew, the skeleton cracked in response to the sound and exploded into powder.

From birth to death, that is, in an instant.

"Ah......h

Farther away, the ink soul also fell to the ground, screaming incessantly.

The black gas on his body is disappearing rapidly.

The moment the black qi dissipates, it is the time when the body melts and dies tragically.

"Mysterious Daoist, you won this time!"

"If you meet again, you will definitely die!"

After speaking, the ink soul took out a piece of black qi wrapped rune paper with an extremely painful look.

Give it a gentle pinch.

"Hoo ......"

The rune paper ignited a black flame.

A figure that looked like an ink soul changed out.

The scriptures flew away from the ink soul, all biting on the figure.

"Hoo ......"

The true body of the ink soul slowly disappeared in place.

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