From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 315 Doubting Life (Please Subscribe!)

Outside the Shaolin Temple.

The sky was dark, with leaden clouds swirling low.

From a distance, it looks like the sky is collapsing, bringing a dull oppressive feeling.

On the Daqing Mountain not far away, Jiang Zirou's black dress was transformed, and his complexion gradually became a little weird.

The cultivation of the avatar is not inferior to the main body. After accepting and learning the complete Nether inheritance system, the avatar is even faintly superior to the main body in terms of combat effectiveness.

Although the Buddhist Cave is hidden deep underground, there are still many formations to isolate it.

But with the surging mana and state of the avatar, coupled with the assistance of double pupils, what happened in the depths of the Buddhist cave at this moment was completely reflected in those dark red pupils.

at the very beginning.

She has already planned to descend and strike, to suppress Kulun, Budai, Puxian and others with thunder.

But then, she was a little surprised by the good shows that were staged one after another.

Shaolin Temple has survived for tens of thousands of years, and there is a reason for it. Whenever there is a crisis, there will always be someone who will turn the tide.

However, Kulun has been planning for this for many years.

Naturally, he would not choose to give up because of Jianglong's sudden mutiny and sneak attack.

Jiang Zirou was very familiar with the altar that appeared from the black Buddhist beads. When he passed the Dalin Temple from the Hundred Buddha Realm, Jiang Zirou had seen a similar altar when he met the group of cannibal monks.

then.

That altar directly summoned a 3-year-old top demon from the Netherworld.

Powerful and cunning, he almost escaped from Jiang Zirou's grasp.

But now, the strength of Shaolin Temple Dry Wheel Arhat is even stronger.

Moreover, it is obvious that the altar placed above his head has denser runes.

The bloody runes were like waves beating against the current, turning into a huge portal, from which came the breath of the immortal.

A strong sense of summoning appeared in the heart of Jiang Zirou's avatar, and even a dark red gap faintly cracked in the void in front of him.

As long as she uses a little force at this moment, she can smash this membrane.

Then he can go unimpeded, and appear in the magic cave of Shaolin Temple with the help of this formation.

"Will there be fraud..."

A formation that spans space, even if the distance is very short, is still dangerous.

Once lost in the terrifying spatial turbulence, even the emperor would find it difficult to return.

Therefore, when faced with such an unfamiliar formation, Jiang Zirou did not step into it in a hurry, but quickly analyzed the altar through double pupils and the formation knowledge he had accumulated over the years.

At last.

With a bang, bloody light flashed from the double pupils, and the black source quality filled the air like smog.

With the help of her previous accumulation in the Netherworld, she analyzed and gained insight into some formations on the altar.

The function of this altar is similar to that of Tours's before, both of which are summoning types.

However, the difference between the two altars is that.

Tulsi's altar is a directional summon, which can only be used by Tulsi herself, and the effect is relatively narrow.

But after being demonized, Kulun, the altar in his hand, I don’t know where he got it. It functions like a super-sized signal tower. A ghost with a certain strength can be summoned.

And the limit of this strength may be the kind of top demon similar to Tulsi.

It may also be the emperor of the nether world.

Roar!
During the period of Jiang Zirou's analysis and contemplation, there was an empty space in front of him, and there was a huge prismatic crack shining with dark red luster.

A terrifying aura is pervading like a vast sea in the sky, and the torrential source quality, like a wave, is higher than the wave, rolling in from the dark and deep void.

"Sure enough, the emperor himself made the move!"

Jiang Zirou's face paled, and at the same time, he quickly recalled information about the emperor.

The chief commander of the Canglang Army, Emperor Baiscar.

The Canglang Military Department is the only military department responsible for the overseas confrontation in the Metaverse. Among the twenty military departments, the overall strength of the Canglang Military Department is not too strong.

Among the entire army, there is only Bai Scar who is a strong man in the realm of emperor and god.

But think in another direction.

This white-scarred emperor can support an army with the strength of one person, and can win successively in the face of multiple god-king realm powerhouses in the overseas martial arts world.

Whether in personal force or in intelligence.

This emperor is extremely powerful, and I am afraid that even among the emperors, he is the best.

"Could it be the White Scar Emperor?"

In the cracks in the void, black source quality rolled, and behind that was a sharp claw like a giant mountain.

The five hooked toes glowed coldly, each of which was hundreds of meters long, and the back of the giant claw was covered with white smooth hair.

"It really is this one!"

The White-scarred Emperor is also old, and in addition to the confrontation with the Yuan Realm for several years, there is not a lot of news about this emperor that has been circulated outside.

Legend has it that this emperor is also a descendant of the ancient fairy spirit, and his body is a white three-headed demon wolf.

According to the information learned before, Jiang Zirou confirmed his previous guess the first time he saw this giant claw.

When the emperor's real body comes, the entire Hundred Buddha Realm will be directly evaporated.

The entire overseas martial arts world is in danger of falling, and, in the depths of the magic cave, there is also a magic dragon that has also reached the level of an emperor, a god, and a king.

The matter has come to this, no matter what, Jiang Zirou can't sit idly by and watch the emperor come to this place.

"kill!"

Without hesitation, Jiang Zirou shot decisively.

Raising his hand, he saw the most powerful Changming Red Jade Whale, a red whale, a golden horn, and a huge and towering body like a mountain.

Boom!

In the dark and deep void, it was like a fiery red sun being ignited.

The red clouds soared into the sky, mixed with strong winds, sweeping towards the surroundings.

laugh!
Part of the smooth and supple hair of that huge white wolf paw was scorched, and then it was knocked into the air, showing a large area of ​​scorched red marks.

"Roar!"

A roar came from a distance.

With doubts, it seems that he didn't expect that he was attacked halfway, and he was caught off guard, and he was injured immediately.

It can be seen that drops of dark red blood ooze from the wolf's claws that burst out with a cold light like a sky knife.

Severe painful stimulus.

The next moment, Emperor Baiscar roared, the white wolf claws were covered with a layer of metallic luster, the muscles tensed and swelled, and the five hook claws stretched out, and slapped in the direction of the attack just now.

"So strong!"

Jiang Zirou was also a little surprised by the blow just now.

Although he didn't use the bonus of Extreme Strength, it was the ultimate attack under normal conditions, without holding back at all. Such a move actually only caused some scratches on the opponent's body.

It's just painless.

The mountain-like huge sharp claws cast a large shadow, pierced the void, and landed directly on the Daqing Mountain.

Especially those five hooked toes glowing with cold light, inserted into the mountain body, blocking the left and right sides, and fixed it in place like a cage.

Rumble!
The smoke and dust rose thousands of meters, sweeping across the world.

This mountain, which has existed for tens of thousands of years, was directly smashed into pieces at a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles.

The earth collapsed and the sky was destroyed, and the mountains and rocks splashed randomly.

"Extremely Faithful Open!"

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, there was a cool low roar.

The black skirt is swaying, the sword light is clear,
Behind the slender figure, a black sun is not hot, but extremely cold. A huge tongue of flame swept across, leaving an inextinguishable black flame mark on Bai Scar's sharp claws.

The battlefield was ignited, and both used their power of law.

Two streams of endless ocean-like source quality clashed against each other, and they collided together in pieces. The sword light was piercing, and the runes were vertical and horizontal.

The strength of Emperor Baiscar is higher than that of Jiang Zirou.

But it is a pity that his real body is too far away from the Hundred Buddha Realm, and at this moment he is at a disadvantage.

After all, in the overseas martial arts world, there are several fighters in the realm of god kings.

If there is no sufficient preparation, even a powerful emperor like Bai Scar would not dare to go too deep.

……

In the huge cold hall that seeps out of the devil's cave.

The magic dragon Jialu looked proud, his broad black wings were covered with hard scales and protruding bone spurs, he stretched his wings, and exhaled a searing dragon's breath that was highly poisonous.

"I feel called..."

He whispered.

Although the Great Demon King Jialu is a Nether who was born in Yuanjie Yeluzi, his strength is not weak.

When the dry wheel opened the altar, this strong man who had been suppressed for more than 3000 years also felt the call.

Above his head, a dark red crack was hazy, and the turbulent flow of void gushed out of it like gray smoke, flooding the entire hall in an instant.

Roar!
"free!"

The huge dragon spread its wings, and under the black wings, shadows spread.

The huge and ferocious body like a natural disaster nightmare stands in the void energy like gray smoke, and sparks explode on the black scales and bone armor.

Those pupils were filled with longing.

His birth was not allowed at all. 3000 years ago, just after his consciousness was born from the chaotic magic cave, he was suppressed by the Buddha King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation with thunder.

And then 3000 years.

The real dragon, which was supposed to soar in the sky, was restrained by chains and its minions were suppressed in the dark and cramped cave.

There is a boring and monotonous cave in front of you, and you can hear the chanting sound of the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple day and night. For more than 3000 years, more than a million days and nights, the days are like years.

But today, when this crack appeared above his head.

The breath of freedom, like the brilliance passing through the clouds, sprinkled on the thick and ferocious body of the dragon.

"Stop her!"

The magic dragon lowered his head and pointed at Jiang Zirou.

Then, the blue centaur, the scarlet bull demon, and the two puppets erupted like self-destructing.

Two huge streams of source material turned into mountains and torrents, billowing waves, paving the way.

Click!

The dragon's body gradually swelled, its muscles tensed, and glaring rays of light erupted from the gaps in the scales.

Boom!

In the middle of his chest, a dark red light became brighter like an oven.

The god-iron chains bound all around instantly tightened, and were twisted and shattered by Jia Lu's terrifying brute force.

The Sanskrit words exploded into pieces, forming six ancient formations of reincarnation in the air.

This is the backhand left by the Buddha King. It is powerful and can drag all living beings into the endless cycle of reincarnation. It is an extremely terrifying killing move.

Unfortunately, too much time has passed.

Under the impact of day and night, the remaining energy in the formation has been consumed and there is very little left.

The Sanskrit was burning, like a golden meteor flickering, falling on the scales of the magic dragon, amidst bursts of black smoke.

His huge body shrunk at first, then suddenly became extremely old, and then turned into all kinds of livestock, but in the end, the runes burned into ashes, and Jialu was completely out of trouble.

Spreading its wide wings, it can't wait to fly towards the crack above its head.

3000 year seal.

He had had enough, at this moment, he just wanted to go out and soar freely under the blue sky.

however.

The golden light pierced through the fog, one, two, three...

In the blink of an eye, the bright rays of light converged into the ocean and turned into a huge golden sun. The scorching fire filled the magic cave, and the indestructible scales of the magic dragon were melting.

Bang!
Bang!
There were two dull sounds in succession.

Under the feet of the blood-colored double-eyed girl, two huge bodies collapsed on the ground, gradually dying.

"Although I am sorry for your experience, the current situation is messy enough. For the time being, you cannot be released."

Jiang Zirou stepped out of the vast and majestic firelight step by step, with a deep breath, almost like a fairy.

"how is this possible!"

The black dragon's pupils burst, and a strong sense of danger wrapped around his heart like a poisonous snake.

I don't know why, but it was only for a moment. The girl in front of me seemed to be a different person. The aura on her body was much stronger than before.

And the sun behind her...

"Okay! Then I will deal with you first!"

In the beginning, Demon Dragon didn't intend to kill her, but now, after Jiang Zirou showed his strength, he had no choice but to face up to the girl in front of him.

Boom!

A huge dragon claw fell down, and the source quality like thick smoke overflowed from between the scales between the fingers.

But the next moment.

A little red flame grew bigger and bigger, and then exploded.

The Changming Red Jade Whale and the Law of the Sun are fused with each other, and under the blessing of the extreme method, the power is multiplied several times.

The fire cloud surged, and a large piece of scale armor was directly blown away.

"Buddha's Palm!"

Jiang Zirou's appearance was gentle, but at the moment she looked majestic. She folded her arms together, and a huge Buddha appeared in the golden firelight.

The sixth rune of the Nine Rebellions and Evil Armor, Rabbit Buddha!
The dark golden Buddha's palm is extremely cold, like a cast of divine iron, like a mountain, smashing into the middle of the dragon's chest.

Click!

There was a crisp cracking sound.

The dragon's ribs broke in an instant, and I don't know how many ribs, even the spine on the back was broken, twisted into a strange angle.

Jiang Zirou took a step forward, came to the top of the dragon's head, and looked down from a high position.

"Right now, the battle has just begun."

……

"Quick! Stop him!"

In the golden-enclosed Buddha Cave, the Dragon Subduing Arhat let out a roar, and sensed the terrifying aura coming from behind the altar.

Ku Xuan, Liu Li, Jiang Long.

The three secret kings shot at the same time, and the Sanskrit characters burned, shining like a sea, turning into various treasures and flying immortals, and drowning towards the altar in the black mist like a golden torrent.

"It's useless…"

Kulun's severely injured demon body has begun to recover in just a few breaths.

He had a winning smile on his face.

The altar was condensed by the emperor using the supreme supernatural power to assist the genius and the earth treasure. At this moment, under the blessing of the emperor, it is impossible for the three secret kings who are only in the realm of true gods to damage the altar in the slightest.

"Everything was doomed from the very beginning."

"What you are doing now is nothing more than dying."

Kulun said in a flat tone, looking at his senior brother with pity.

The fact is exactly as he expected, when the golden Buddha's light collided with the black mist, there were bursts of "chi chi" sounds.

The Buddha's light was quickly evaporated, but the black mist was still rolling and getting thicker.

The torrential, vast, cold, and powerful aura is getting closer, and finally, in the narrow cracks, the source quality is mixed with the turbulent flow of the void, turning into lavender ripples and sweeping past.

Boom!

The incomparably hard Buddha Cave shook and trembled, almost collapsing under the terrifying majesty.

Ku Xuan, Jiang Long, Liu Li and others, as well as the many Zen masters behind them, looked desperate.

And some of the traitors headed by Kulun fell to the ground respectfully.

"Welcome to the White Scar Emperor..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Kulun's eyes almost protruded from their sockets, and he looked at the familiar figure in black dress above his head in disbelief.

The expression on his face gradually began to doubt life.

　When I wrote the climax, I was not satisfied with some of the things I wrote before. I deleted them and rewrote them, so the update is relatively late, sorry!

　　
　
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