Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 214 I'm Too Cheap (Eunuch)

In the hearts of Zhuxiong in the distance, the eagerness to move was instantly extinguished.

The methods of this young Demon King Shura are too weird, and his wood-type supernatural powers are hard to guard against. If you don't pay attention, your bones will disappear.

The sluggish young man with the title of Invincible stepped forward quickly, put away the remains of the Kunpeng carried by the strong man who exploded into debris, and then walked mechanically in front of Madara, putting his hands up .

Madara's wooden avatar accepted the remains of Kunpeng, and turned his gaze to the remaining hundreds of strong men, with endless killing intent in his eyes.

His meaning is very obvious, let these strong men hand over their remains, otherwise they will die.

In fact, if Madara's real body was here, he would not have caused such trouble at all. He would just start a terrifying killing, kill all these monks, and then go to get the remains of Kunpeng himself.

But now, he only has one wooden clone left, and the remaining power of this wooden clone is running out.

Just now, the reason why he was able to easily kill the strong man was because the other party was flustered and had no fighting spirit.

If these people are united, they will fight against him wholeheartedly.Madara's wooden avatar is really not enough to see.

It's a pity that these people's psychological defenses have already collapsed. Anyone who sees a scene where a hundred thousand monks of the same level are buried in the hands of one person will feel terrified!

"What should I do? Give it up to him?"

"It's over. Our clan doesn't have the remains of Kunpeng. If we don't hand in anything, will we be crushed to death by him?"

The monks below have different reactions, but there is not much time left for them.

Even though Madara's wooden avatar doesn't have much power left, it is more than enough to kill a few invincible spirits.

Seeing that these monks did not respond, the eyes of Madara's wooden clone gradually turned cold.

The killing intent like the sea is like waves, wave after wave rushing forward.

"My God! It's horrible!"

"Under this terrifying killing intent, I feel like my body is going to melt!" A monk half-kneeled on the ground, shaking violently all over his body.

"Quick! Take out the remains of our family's Kunpeng!"

……

After some squeezing, there are thousands of pieces of Kunpeng bones in Ban's hand. They are of different sizes, the largest one is the size of a palm, and the smallest one is only the size of a fingernail.

He put them all away, and if he couldn't take them down, he blended into his wooden body.

Afterwards, Madara stopped looking at these people, turned around and left.

As for the remnants of the [-] monks, he didn't bother to dig through them. The bones in his hand amounted to over a thousand pieces, and it was absolutely enough to open Kunpeng's true nest.

A few breaths passed, and Ban Dumu's avatar was before the teleportation formation. Now, he only needs to take a step forward to get to the real body.

Just as he was about to step into the formation, a slightly obscene voice came.

"Madara... Madara-sama?"

The old man of the Canglan Sect gave a weak cry.

When Madara went to collect the remains just now, he stayed where he was and waited, not daring to leave without authorization.

You know, there is still an unknown object rooted in his heart. Before he figured out what it was, how could he dare to move around?

After seeing Madara come back, he couldn't help making a sound, just wanting to ask about the meaning of the heart spell.

Madara's figure paused, seeing this, the old man Cang Lanzong was extremely nervous, his heart was in his throat.

Then, Madara turned around.

"You want to follow me?"

Looking at Madara with a smile on his face, the old man Cang Lanzong was quite frightened.

Shura devils can also laugh?If you laugh, it must be all right!
"Ha...haha... That's natural. Master Shura is unparalleled in beauty, with a dozen of one hundred thousand, he is just like the bright moon in the sky. As the gravel on the ground, the villain is naturally respectful..."

"Then you follow!"

Ban Xiexie smiled, with an inexplicable meaning flowing in his eyes.

The old man of Canglan Sect trembled, tears welled up in his eyes, and he had an extremely touched expression on his face.

"That's great! The villain is willing to follow Lord Madara forever, be loyal to the Lord, and never regret it in this life!"

However, he shouted in his heart, I'm too cheap, too cheap, look at my stinky mouth.Whoooo!

The corner of Ban's mouth smiled, and his Sharingan seemed to be able to see through the heart of the old man of the Canglan Sect, shining with an inexplicable brilliance.

The old man Canglan was still "moved" and thanked God, crying bitterly.A big hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck.

"Uh...how...why is it the neck again...uh..."

He was caught rolling his eyes.

Then, he felt the big hand loosen, and his body was also flying forward.

"Buzz!"

Before the Canglan sect elder could react, he fell into the ancient teleportation formation and disappeared.

Madara's wooden clone turned its head, glanced at the surviving strong men, and smiled coldly.

Immediately, those strong men's bodies felt cold, their spirits trembled wildly, and they were indistinctly frightened.I thought this devil was going to kill again.

As a result, in the next second, Madara's wooden clone stepped into the formation and disappeared.

"call!"

The surviving monks finally breathed a sigh of relief. The terrifying butcher and devil finally left, and their tense nerves were able to relax.

"This is really a disaster!" A slightly older silver-bodied elder looked at the devastated peak and sighed tremblingly.

Everyone felt sorry for each other, and they all had sad expressions on their faces. Among the thousands of great powers in the heavens and ancient worlds, there was no single one that lost more than half of their number.

A rough calculation shows that the number of monks killed in Madara's gray sea of ​​flames has steadily exceeded one hundred thousand.

"As the executioner said, this place has really become the burial place of [-] monks. You see, he also deliberately erected a [-] burial monument there."

The monks had long seen the towering wooden tablet and the big characters on it.

In addition to the largest four-character "one hundred thousand burial monument", the seven-character verse below is also extremely eye-catching.

"One hundred thousand monks are too rampant, who is better than Shura!

When the sea of ​​fire burns the sky, is the righteous way in the world a vicissitudes of life? "

"Damn! One hundred thousand lives were taken away in just a few breaths. Is this the right way?" A monk said righteously.

Among the monks, Yang Fujin, Wei Yueyan and others who had dealt with Ban were silent, but there was obvious disgust in their eyes.

"Hehe! It's really just words! If you have this strength, if others want to kill you, why do you still have to reason with others?
Fault!

In my opinion, you just owe a beating from the society. "

The sloppy old man said with a disdainful smile.

"That's right, this brat looks undercut at first glance!" Ren Dongsheng also showed disdain on his face.

"You guys! You bad old man, you have the guts to fight one-on-one!" The monk who spoke blushed a little. He was very young, only in his teens, and he could tell at a glance that he had just come out to play.

　Just kidding, not too supervising!Ha ha????
　　
　
(End of this chapter)