The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen pulled his neck nervously, opened his mouth and laughed, revealing his tiny zombie teeth.

The so-called laughing back from anger is probably what Xiao Chen was talking about.

Xiao Chen looked at Leng Xiaolu not far ahead, who was trapped by the Vajra-subduing demon ring, his eyes became more and more gloomy.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, and drew out the dagger Poison Soul from the back of his waist.

Xiao Chen looked at the large number of monks, and those lamas, he didn't make a sound, but walked to Leng Xiaolu's side.

"Brother Xiao Chen." Because of the pain, Leng Xiao turned pale.

Xiao Chen patted Leng Xiaolu's head lightly, put down the dagger, and fastened the Vajra-subduing magic circle with his right hand.

"What does he want to do? Does he want to break the vajra demon circle with his bare hands?" A group of monks sneered as they watched Xiao Chen's movements.

The King Kong Fumo circle is the most precious treasure of Tianlong Temple. It is made of the hardest Fulong wood. How can it be damaged by manpower.

But their smiles didn't last long, and they stopped laughing immediately.

"Crack..."

There was an ear-piercing crisp sound, and everyone's eyes almost popped out.

Xiao Chen actually directly broke the subduing demon circle by virtue of brute force, what a terrifying thing this is.

Leng Xiaolu, who was out of trouble, hugged Xiao Chen and cried loudly.

Xiao Chen patted his shoulder lightly: "It's okay, it's okay, come, hug this little guy and leave here."

Xiao Chen handed Duguxue in his arms to Leng Xiaolu, and put Liusu Mingyue on his head.

"Elder brother, hit that rooster monster and that bald donkey in white clothes." Liusu Mingyue raised her small fists aggrievedly.

Xiao Chen nodded lightly, and said indifferently: "No one can leave."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, his figure suddenly became blurred, and the next moment, a large number of phantoms appeared on a path, rushing straight to where the lamas were standing.

The one who bears the brunt is the Dalai Living Buddha.

Xiao Chen's speed was extremely fast, Dalai Living Buddha just showed his magical powers, and just halfway through the phantom of a Bodhisattva with eight arms and four heads, it stopped abruptly.

At this moment, Xiao Chen had already arrived at Dalai Living Buddha's side, and the lamas around him didn't even notice Xiao Chen's approach.

The poisonous soul with the short knife was already on the neck of Dalai Living Buddha.

The icy murderous aura made Dalai Living Buddha's body tremble involuntarily.

"Who... are you?" Dalai Living Buddha asked tremblingly.

The lamas around came to their senses at this moment, and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he just pulled the knife over.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Facing the attacking lamas from around, Xiao Chen stepped on his right foot suddenly.

"boom!"

The ground under his feet was crushed, and a huge air wave came out majesticly, rushing to the surroundings, throwing people on their backs.

Xiao Chen grasped the blood spurted out by Dalai Living Buddha.

The fresh blood seemed to be endowed with life at this moment, coagulated but not scattered, like a long blood-red rope, held by Xiao Chen in his hand.

"The big devil who manipulates blood." Dalai Living Buddha's face was pale, and he clutched his neck tightly, but it didn't help at all, and the blood kept flowing happily.

Xiao Chen pulled the bloody rope and suddenly accelerated.

Dalai Living Buddha had no choice but to watch his own blood, which was pulled out by Xiao Chen in a long blood line.

"boom!"

In an instant, all the blood on Dalai Living Buddha's body was gone, and he collapsed on the ground.

"Living Buddha..." The lamas around were horrified. A mighty man who stepped half a foot into the realm of annihilation was slaughtered before he had time to make effective resistance.

Xiao Chen looked at the blood rope in his hand and flicked it lightly.

The blood rope burst and turned into a blood mist, swaying away.

There was a pungent smell of blood in the air.

Xiao Chen looked at those lamas, and indifferently threw out the dagger in his hand.

The whistling sound from the dagger made everyone's backs go numb.

Xiao Chen started to run following the dagger, and a terrifying fist surged out.

The majestic force made the ground tremble and the gravel bounce up every time Xiao Chen landed.

The crushed stones from the cracking of the ground, together with everything around them, were sucked up into the sky by the majestic fist, forming a huge roulette in the sky.

It's sky-shattering.

Xiao Chen's figure chased the dagger's tail and roared away.

The short knife was inserted into the crowd, even though the poisonous soul lost the spirit of the knife, it was still an extremely sharp fetish.

The lamas on the path of the short knife couldn't dodge at all, their bodies were cut open by the short knife, and a lot of blood gushed out.

All the blood flowed to Xiao Chen's side, the blood kept compressing, and finally formed a blood cell the size of a fist.

Xiao Chen slapped the blood ball into the crowd.

"Blood explosion!"

"Boom!" A huge blood-colored lotus bloomed.

It takes a long time to talk about all this, but the real time is just a blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, a huge explosion had already occurred, and blood-red air waves rushed up.

"Run..."

Some lamas have finally realized their situation, that is, the meat on the chopping board.

The twenty or so people who survived by chance fled frantically in all directions.

Seeing someone trying to escape and chasing after the dagger, Xiao Chen's eyes glowed blood red.

The blood that flowed into the ground scattered around, all came out again at this moment.

The blood turned into a bloody barrier that surrounded it in all directions.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fleeing people hit the blood barrier and were bounced back heavily.

They roared in despair, attacking the blood barrier.

The weird blood barrier was beaten into various shapes by the lamas' attacks, but it just didn't break, like rubber, with excellent toughness.

"Bu Dawei Tianlong Formation, son of Tianlong Temple, follow me to kill demons." The massacre was about to end, and the monks only reacted at this time.

It's not that they reacted slowly, but that all this happened too fast and too bloody, and the monks couldn't accept it for a while.

Master Tianlong shouted violently, and the golden Buddha's light instantly illuminated the world.

The monks held the instruments and flew wildly.

The golden Buddha's light shines on the earth like a round of brilliant sun.

In the Buddha's light, a golden dragon rolled and roared, carrying a monstrous power.

Master Tianlong soared into the air and landed on the top of Jinlong's head, even though he was punched by Xiao Chen.

But he didn't give birth to the intention of retreating. In his cognition, on the earth, the realm of annihilation is the pinnacle of combat power.

And he also has Dawei Tianlong to help out, no one can defeat him now, and there is no magic that he can't catch.

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Ma Kong."

"Tianlong follows me to kill demons." The mighty Buddha's words resounded between the heaven and the earth with the power to shock the mind.

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