MTL - Gods and Demons Are Unparalleled-Chapter 984 angry king

Seeing that the bitter leaf saint monk was also forced to retreat by Su Han, those warriors who had a grudge against Su Han all gritted their teeth, hid their resentment, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look in Su Han's direction, for fear that Su Han would see it. They have a grudge against Su Han. . .

A martial artist looked at the Qing Emperor's Palace and frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's not an option for us to stay here! Send some people in to test it out."

Another warrior asked, "Who will go?"

The Qing Emperor's palace was obviously permeated with a sense of danger, even a strong man like Su Han who was willing to take risks to find treasures was unwilling to break in easily.

Another martial artist said with a cold smile: "Whoever has a low cultivation base will pass!"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the strong man with a circle of skull bones on his head, he grabbed two warriors with undead cultivation bases, and threw them into the Qingdi Palace with all his strength: "How many of you are here?" I'm going in!"

The two warriors with immortal cultivation made a shrill scream, and they sank into the Qing Emperor's palace like shells: "Help! Holy Monk of Bitter Leaf, help us!"

"help me!"

"Help!"

"..."

Accompanied by two extremely shrill screams, a big green-haired hand stretched out from the Qing Emperor's palace, pierced into the bodies of the two undead warriors like a thunderbolt, grabbed it hard, Immediately, the two undead warriors were captured into the Qing Emperor's Palace and disappeared.

As soon as the two undead warriors were grabbed into the Qing Emperor's Palace by the big green-haired hands, they immediately fell silent.

"It's really weird!" All the warriors surrounding the Qing Emperor's Palace looked at the Qing Emperor's Palace that seemed to devour all living beings, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

A strong man of the undead level flashed and fled towards the distance. There must be a lot of good treasures in the Qingdi Emperor's Palace, and there may even be treasures left by real immortals. But for that kind of treasure competition, the powerhouses of the undead level cannot participate at all.

Even some cultivation bases are slightly lower. Those who had no background in the Profound Sky Realm flickered one after another, fled from this place, and headed towards other places in the Qing Emperor's Immortal Territory, looking for opportunities. Soon before the Qing Emperor Palace, there were less than a hundred people left.

Among the less than a hundred powerhouses remaining, each one is a powerhouse above the sixth level of the Sky Profound Realm. Or it is a talented and strong man from the younger generation with a profound background.

The bitter leaf saint monk looked at the strong man wearing a string of skeleton bones, frowned, and said slowly: "The desolate bone king, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately! If you want to attack other innocent people, then please follow me!" I will go back to Lingjing Mountain and recite scriptures for a hundred years."

The Desolate Bone King glanced at the bitter-leaf holy monk, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying aura of the sixth heaven of the Heavenly King Realm rushed out of his body, looking at the bitter-leaf holy monk rebelliously. He shouted sharply: "Bitter Leaf Bald Donkey, you don't dare to attack Su Han, do you want to attack me? I don't think I'm afraid of you! You bullying bald donkey, come and fight!"

"Stubborn and unrepentant! Since you don't want to repent, then follow me to Lingjing Mountain for a walk!" The Bitter Leaf Saint Monk clasped his hands together, and circles of Buddha's light condensed and formed behind him, forming thirty-six circles of light at once. Each circle of light represents a great Buddhist supernatural power.

Thirty-six circles of light formed behind the bitter monk. It also means that he has cultivated thirty-six kinds of great Buddhist supernatural powers.

Each of the Buddhist great supernatural powers is broad and profound, difficult and obscure. You must have great comprehension, great perseverance and spend countless hours to truly cultivate one.

Ordinary Buddhist Heavenly King Realm masters can only master more than a dozen Buddhist supernatural powers. But the bitter leaf saint monk was able to cultivate thirty-six great Buddhist supernatural powers, and his strength far surpassed the ordinary Buddhist powers in the heavenly king realm.

"Ancient Spear!"

A look of desperation flashed in the eyes of the Desolate Bone King, and with a roar, the bones suddenly condensed, enveloped in countless filth and death, and formed a ten-foot-long bone spear that tore through the void. Stabbed fiercely at the bitter leaf saint monk.

The Ancient Spear is one of the strongest supernatural powers mastered by the Desolate Bone King. The bone spear is a supernatural power that he slaughtered countless creatures and condensed the resentment, death, and corpse aura of countless creatures before they died. His power is so extraordinary that even the strongest of the Heavenly King Realm Ninth Heaven have been seriously injured by him.

After Su Han saw the ancient spear, his eyes shrank slightly. A look of fear flashed in his eyes. The Ancient Spear had the power to injure him, even kill him.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The bitter leaf saint monk put his hands together, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and took a step forward. One was ten feet long, with three heads and six arms. King Numing immediately appeared behind him.

Endless Buddha's light gushed out from the body of the Wrathful King Ming, and the six magic weapons in its hands continuously bombarded the Ancient Spear, and the violent force smashed the Ancient Spear into pieces.

The bitter leaf saint monk stepped forward, and immediately appeared in front of the desolate bone king. The image of the angry king Ming behind him urged six magic weapons to bombard the desolate bone king madly with incomparably terrifying power.

The desolate bone king's face changed drastically, he took out a bone halberd and fought with the angry Ming king Faxiang.

In just a few dozen strokes, the wrathful Ming King Dharma Xiang hit the Desolate Bone King with a fierce blow, and immediately sent the Desolate Bone King flying upside down, slammed into the ground fiercely, and spurted out A mouthful of blood.

"Take refuge in my Buddha!" ​​The bitter leaf monk stepped forward and appeared in front of the desolate bone king. A golden word '卍' suddenly appeared in his right palm, and a piece of it hit the desolate bone king's body. above the head.

"No! Don't!" The desolate bone king roared frantically and sternly with a look of horror in his eyes.

The golden "卍" sank into the body of the desolate bone king, and the endless Buddha light immediately gushed out from the desolate bone king's body, purifying his mana and causing him to struggle in great pain.

"Take refuge in my Buddha!" ​​The Bitter Leaf Saint Monk recited the profound and profound refuge mantra, and countless golden mantras flew out of his mouth and sank into the body of the Desolate Bone King.

The Desolate Bone King who possessed the sixth level of the Heavenly King Realm let out bursts of extremely shrill screams, struggling on the ground in incomparable pain.

"Refuge! I am willing to take refuge in my Buddha! Holy Monk, stop chanting mantras! I am willing to take refuge in my Buddha!" ​​The Desolate Bone King struggled and roared loudly.

The bitter leaf saint monk stopped chanting the mantra and looked at the desolate bone king quietly.

The Desolate Bone King was already drenched with sweat, with the word '卍' engraved between his brows. Seeing the bitter-leaf holy monk's eyes flashing with resentment, he didn't dare to move.

As soon as the word '卍' entered the sun, the great refuge mantra recited by the bitter leaf monk gave the desolate bone king the most terrifying torture in the world, and even a tough guy like him couldn't resist it.

Seeing that the bitter leaf holy monk surrendered the desolate bone king with ease, the warriors around looked at the bitter leaf holy monk with fear in their eyes.

The Desolate Bone King is a master of the sixth heavenly king realm, even a strong man of the ninth heavenly king realm can contend for a while. It is precisely because of this that he is so arrogant. Now he was easily suppressed by that bitter leaf holy monk. It is conceivable that the bitter leaf holy monk is so strong.

The bitter leaf saint monk glanced at the desolate bone king, and slowly said: "Desolate bone king, as long as you follow me to Lingjing Mountain to recite scriptures for a hundred years, and dissolve the hostility in your heart. I will give you back your freedom and let you leave."

The Desolate Bone King lowered his head, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he respectfully said: "Yes! Holy Monk!"

The bitter leaf saint monk is proficient in thirty-six kinds of great Buddhist supernatural powers. He has already suppressed the desolate bone king by only mobilizing the two supernatural powers of the wrathful king's dharma and the great refuge mantra. Naturally, the desolate bone king dare not easily offend the bitter leaf holy monk again.

A middle-aged scribe with a refined temperament came out with more people: "Everyone, how about we work together to purify this mist of evil spirit? If we don't purify this mist of evil spirit, it would be too dangerous to rush into it."

"So it turns out that the master of Qingxia Cave is the Master Qingxia!"

"That's right, the mist of evil spirit can block our spiritual consciousness! If we rush in, our combat power will be weakened by more than 50%. Only by purifying the mist of evil spirit can we be safer."

"..."

The strong man present agreed with the words of Master Qingxia. The evil mist is too dangerous, it can completely block the warrior's spiritual consciousness, once it enters rashly, it will greatly affect the warrior's combat effectiveness.

Daoist Qingxia looked around, his eyes were like knives, and said coldly: "In this case, let's all fight together! Those who are unwilling to contribute to purify the mist of evil spirit, please leave this place immediately. Otherwise, we will all fight together to expel it! Saint Monk Bitter Leaf, King Su Han, what do you two agree?"

The Bitter Leaf Saint Monk clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Amitabha! Those who are unwilling to make a move, please leave~www.novelbuddy.com~ Otherwise, follow me to Lingjing Mountain."

Su Han smiled slightly, looked around and said, "Those who don't want to make a move, they can go with the bitter monk, and leave the storage ring for me."

Saint Monk Bitter Leaf, Daoist Qingxia, and Su Han are all strong men of the Heavenly King Realm. Among the remaining hundred warriors, there are less than ten hidden Heavenly King Realm strongmen, and those strong men of the Heavenly King Realm are unwilling to stand out , the rest of the powerhouses stood on the sidelines and acquiesced to the proposal.

After the discussion was over, the spiritual light flickered, and one after another of incomparably brilliant magical powers submerged into the cloud of evil spirit above Qingdi Palace.

Under the bombardment of nearly a hundred strong men with supernatural powers, the evil spirit cloud above Qingdi Palace was completely purified inch by inch and began to fade away.

The evil spirit cloud above the Qingdi Palace is an incomprehensible existence for the powerhouses of the Immortal Realm, but for those powerhouses of the Profound Sky Realm and Heavenly King Realm, they can use various magical powers to purify it.

As the cloud of evil spirit subsided, a green figure flickered, and immediately turned into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the crowd crazily. (To be continued..)