Global Waste King

Chapter 1693 Rakshasa Monk!

Two figures flashed rapidly in the air, like a stream of light, extremely fast.

The monk in black cassocks, holding a broken sword in one hand and a Buddhist bead in the other, stood motionless like a needle that fixed the sea.

"Swish!"

The two puppets attacked again, the long swords in their hands transformed endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared in front of the monk.

"Boom!"

When the sword blade was only a few inches away from the monk, it suddenly stopped and made a sound of ringing a bell.

The monk's body slowly transformed into a big bell, completely covering his body.

"break!"

The next moment, the broken sword in the monk's hand fell, and a blade condensed out of thin air behind him. The aura it exuded was as terrifying as Shura from hell.

"Boom!" After a bang, the blade smashed hard on one of the puppets, and the powerful force forcibly chopped off one of its arms.

At the same time, the Buddha beads in his other hand suddenly emitted bursts of light, and then an ancient Buddha seal enveloped the injured puppet.

"Break again!"

boom!
There was an unknown explosion sound, and the Buddha's seal exploded, like a bomb exploding, raising a mushroom cloud. This terrifying power made the onlookers retreat quickly, with shock in their eyes.

And some weaker people were torn apart by the microwave before they even had time to escape.

"This...how is this possible!?"

"Fuck! Did we see it wrong?!"

"hiss!"

"What is the origin of this monk, that he has such terrifying strength!?"

They had seen with their own eyes the horror of this puppet at the peak of the Holy Realm, and this puppet was not used on the human body. Their bodies were refined using a large amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. They were extremely hard, and even their spiritual consciousness was not as hard as the Holy Land.

But just now the monk cut off an arm with a single blow, and the Dharma was even more terrifying. After the explosion, the puppet's body turned into pieces and scattered on the ground.

"Damn it, who the hell is this guy!?"

At this moment, Zhao Haoruo's face was ashen, and the murderous intent in his eyes was unconcealed.

He also didn't expect that the monk would actually oppose him and kill a puppet.

These puppets were specially given to him by his master before he entered the secret realm. Now that one of them has been destroyed, it will be difficult for him to return home.

"return!"

Immediately, Zhao Haoruo stopped talking nonsense. Two puppets were no match for each other if they attacked at the same time. There was no need for the remaining one to die.

After hearing Zhao Haoruo's instructions, the puppet quickly returned behind him.

"who are you?!"

"Do you know that I am the Holy Son of the Blue Sea Holy Land!"

Knowing that he was no match for the opponent, Zhao Haoruo asked in a deep voice, wanting to use the Blue Sea Holy Land to put pressure on the opponent.

"The Holy Land of Blue Sea!"

"puff!"

After hearing these four words, the monk burst out laughing and said slowly: "The poor monk naturally knows, and you must also know my name!"

"Um!?"

Zhao Haoruo was slightly stunned and quickly searched for information about the people in Buddhism in his mind.

In just a few short breaths, Zhao Haoruo's body felt like a lightning strike, as if thinking of something, his pupils shrank, and he exclaimed directly.

"Are you Master Zhikong of Tianfo Sect!?"

"No...no, I should call you Lord Rakshasa now!" Zhao Haoruo said with a slightly trembling voice.

"I don't know if I am wrong, but I am a poor monk!"

"Which is Zhikong or Rakshasa, it's just a name. Buddha said that all things in the world are equal, so what is Zhikong, so is Rakshasa!"

Every time Rakshasa appeared twice, everyone present felt like boiling water, and some people's bodies even began to tremble uncontrollably.

"He's actually a Rakshasa?!"

"Hasn't this guy completely fallen into the devil's path? Why is he here?"

"It turns out to be Master Zhikong, no wonder he has such strength!"

"He won't kill us?"

Soon some timid people planned to leave, but suddenly found that restrictions had been set up around them.

"He's going to silence us!"

As the voice from the crowd came out, everyone realized that they were trapped.

"Young master, do you want to fight?"

"Rakshasa is a very strong guy. We are no match for him, but if we join forces with the people from the Blue Sea Holy Land, we might still have a chance!"

Behind the strange man, the attendant asked.

"Don't worry, just wait and see!"

Perhaps no one knows the name of Master Zhikong, but the name Rakshasa has long been known to the entire human race. 30 years ago, the Tianfo Sect took in a child named Zhikong!

This child is extremely talented and is known as a Buddhist wizard that is rare to see in a thousand years. His attainments in Buddhism are even more unfathomable.

Just as everyone thought, Zhikong directly cultivated the body of Buddha in just five years. You must know that he was less than ten years old at that time.

What do you think of the Buddha who was less than ten years old?
Within a hundred years, as long as wisdom and emptiness are immortal, you will definitely achieve the right fruition, attain enlightenment, become a Buddha, and become a true Buddhist power.

But just ten years later, Master Zhikong, who had successfully entered Garuda, was only one level away from the Buddha realm.

Unexpectedly, one day Zhikong suddenly fell into the devil's path and turned into a demonic Rakshasa on the spot. Strange images appeared in the world that day, and the Tianfo Sect was directly wiped out.

Moreover, even the city at the feet of Tianfo Sect could not escape this disaster. 3 people died in his hands!
After the three major holy places of the human race learned about this, more than 30 elders took action at the same time to surround and kill Zhikong. In the end, Zhikong lost an arm, escaped from the siege, and disappeared.

Now another ten years have passed, and the Rakshasa monk appears again. At a glance, the demonic energy on his body can no longer be seen, and it has become much restrained.

The strange man is waiting, waiting for Rakshasa to maybe not take action against them!

You must know that this guy is no match for even the elders of the Holy Land. He is a playboy, and with the addition of the Holy Son, he might be his rival?
"It's none of your business whether it's Zhi Kong or Rakshasa!"

"You have been hiding for ten years and you still dare to show up. Aren't you afraid that our Holy Land will kill you?"

Zhao Haoruo asked with a cold voice.

"Amitabha, please give it a try!"

The black-cassocked monk showed no expression on his face and made a gesture of invitation.

On the other hand, Zhao Haoruo stood motionless, he didn't dare to fight.

This guy is a complete pervert. Ten years ago, he fought against more than 30 elders from the three holy places. Now ten years have passed. Who knows how powerful he is? What's the difference between taking action and seeking death? !
At this moment, behind the boulder not far away, Qing Lan, who heard this scene, also looked ugly and said, "Why is he here?"

"I remember this should be in the Demon Sea!"

"Isn't it necessary? A monk scared you like this?" Li Zhongnan rolled his eyes at her and said helplessly.

"What do you know? This monk's strength is at the peak of the Divine Realm!"

"The peak of the divine realm!?"

Li Zhongnan looked slightly surprised.

According to common sense, wouldn't it be true that only monks below the Divine Realm can enter the Great Secret Realm? Otherwise, wouldn't they be destroyed on the spot?
(End of this chapter)