Monster Paradise

The man in front of Lin Huang is about two meters tall.

The background of the hat on his head is dark red, but there are black dragons on it. The huge bucket completely covers his face in the shadows. It can only be judged from the figure. This should be a man.

The black cockroach on his body was just draped over his shoulders, and his hands were not wearing sleeves. There are no patterns on the big scorpion, only the golden collar on the neckline, cuffs and edges.

He stood there with his arms around his chest, like a rock.

Seeing the moment of fighting men, the bitterness of life can not help but shrink slightly. The other party is just standing in front of Lin Huang so quietly, without any movement, he can clearly sense the pressure of the other person.

"He is called Haotian, just like you, it is also a knife repair, and the combat power is also the Zijin Emperor's palace." Lin Huang briefly introduced, "Is it a fair place to arrange such an opponent for you?"

As a buddha of bitter sea, bitterness has no doubt about his own strength. He is very clear that his strength is almost invincible under the virtual world. Even if he encounters a half god, he will not be afraid. However, this kind of humanoid monster summoned by Lin Huang in front of him is obviously the same as himself, but the oppressive feeling brought to himself is not under the virtual god.

"Does this only summon the beast, is the deified level of the four variations?!" Suddenly, the thought suddenly flashed through the mind.

The only thing in front of me is the same strength as himself, but it gives me such oppression. The only reasonable explanation is that this monster is four times different!

In the heart, this logic is smoothed out, and the bitter face can't help but look hard.

The four-variant monster he only heard in the legend, did not expect this to actually hit alive. Even if he has enough confidence in his own strength, he will not be embarrassed to meet any opponent under the virtual god. But when he hits a monster with four variations, he really has no confidence to win.

The vigilant eyes stared at Haotian for a while, and the bitter vision suddenly moved and turned to Lin Huang.

"Lin Renhuang, let me fight with the summoned beast is too boring, it is better to come directly between you and me. I have heard that you are the first enchanting of the new era, in fact, there have always been some itch, want to follow You exchange and exchange one or two. It’s hard to have a chance this time..."

Lin Huang directly interrupted the bitterness with a smile. "I am the imperial concubine. The favorite way to fight is to summon a group of beasts and enemies. Are you sure to challenge me? Like the beast like Haotian, I am There are still a few."

"..." The bitterness is straightforward and straightforward. His original idea was to let Lin Huang’s deity fight with himself. But after listening to Lin Huang’s saying, he remembered that he was the imperial ambassador and summoned the sacred beast to fight for himself. I am not sure if I have to cope with a day. To be true, as Lin Huang said, he has other beasts of almost the same strength, and he is now looking for death by himself.

"It's better than this. If you can win the day, I can give you a chance to challenge me and let you see my other beasts. Whenever I win or lose, I will let you go." Lin Huang Lips Yang, he still has a word that he did not say, "The premise is that you can survive under the siege of a group of beasts."

The bitter sea naturally also understood the subtext of Lin Huang, and his face became more and more ugly.

Originally, I only needed to win a summoned beast to leave. As a result, my mouth owed a little, and I had to challenge Lin Huang’s deity, but made the situation even worse.

Lin Huang didn't pay any attention to the reaction of the bitter truth. He turned his head and smiled at the sky. "Kill him and reward you with three hundred knife skills. But if you lose, deduct three months of snacks."

When I heard Lin Huang’s words, under the shadow of the cover, two glaring golden awns suddenly appeared.

Almost at the same time, the two golden awns pulled out two arcs in the void.

Only a moment, Haotian appeared directly in front of the bitter sea.

"So fast!"

When the bitter sea was shrinking, he did not see the movements of Haotian, and only barely captured his trajectory.

The long and narrow sword in the hand is flipped up and crossed out.

At the same time, a big hand was found in the sky, and when he did not know when to have a black giant knife, the length of the blade was at least two meters. The width of the giant blade was also the same as the thickness of the waist. .

Such a giant blade, when you look at it, you know that the weight is amazing, but in the hands of Haotian, it is almost nothing.

He held a giant blade and picked up the knife. The dark blade was as fast as lightning.

In an instant, it collided with the long blade in the hands of bitterness.

The bitterness of the clothes is fluttering, and the life of the body can be madly vented out, and it is covered with white mist.

But only a moment of collision, bitterness really feels a force from the blade, and the huge impact force makes his body shape uncontrollably.

He felt that his right arm of the knife was numb, and the narrow sword in his hand almost came out.

Obviously, the strength of both sides is not at all a grade.

On the other side, the sky is as steady as a rock in the air, standing behind the wind, screaming in the air. He was covered in black fog, and the only thing that could be seen was the two golden awns under the fight, looking down to the direction of bitterness.

After waiting for the bitterness to completely fall to the ground, the eyes under the smashing of the sky suddenly became bright. Suddenly, the big cockroaches swelled like boiling water, and his body shape instantly disappeared from the place.

I saw two golden awns flashing in the void, and a black figure has appeared in the body of bitterness.

Seeing Jin Mang approaching, the bitter face changed slightly.

Seeing the other side slashing out again, and the right arm of his own knife is still numb, unable to force.

If the knife is compromised, even if the attack will be resisted by the armor, the gods in his body will probably spend most of it.

One thought of this, bitterness and urgency, summoned a soul of war.

A bronze Buddha statue suddenly appeared, blocking the between the bitter truth and the heavens.

I saw that the Buddha statue was shot, and it suddenly slammed into the giant blade in the hands of Haotian.

The Buddha statue flew out, but the bitterness was able to escape the catastrophe. Through this crevice, the body shape suddenly smashed out, falling to the ground, swaying a circle of smoke and dust, covering his body shape.

The shape of the sky is suspended in the air and the real position is touched by the field.

Lin Huang, who is watching the battle in the distance, is also a brow.

He recognized it at a glance, and the soul of the soul that had just been summoned to stop the disaster for him was obviously the **** of war.

There is only the **** of war, and it will not disintegrate under the knife of Haotian.

"He is just the Zijin Emperor's Palace, how do you activate the gods and souls?"

"Nothing is strange, there is a **** in his body." The sound of the stone tablet came from time to time.

"Zijin Emperor Palace... Is there a **** in the body?" Lin Huang slightly raised his eyes. "That is, their way of practice is different from the normal way of the world!"

“It’s not the same.” The stone tablet slowly explained, “The practice of their practice is a bit like a force that has ever appeared in the big world. That force is called the Devil Buddhism, but it has only been established for more than a hundred years. The gods are desperate."

"Buddha's reincarnation is a reincarnation. In the event of a death, the soul will be reincarnation. The founder of the Devil Buddhism, the old Buddha, found a way to devour the soul from the Buddha ban and based on it. Created a new set of exercises - "The Buddha"."

"This little devil in the bitter sea, the practice of practice seems to be a devil. He should have swallowed up the souls of many deities, his gods have almost condensed, and even the strength is still above your false gods. And he The ink relics similar to the gods have initially condensed a prototype, which contains a lot of divine energy. It is estimated that the short period of six months, more than one year, he can completely form the ink relics, and achieve the destiny (virtual state). ""

"So what you mean is that the backstage of the bitter sea may be the demon Buddha who has been destroyed by the big world?"

"This is unlikely. The Devil Buddha was destroyed more than 50,000 years ago, and the bitter sea was established more than 600 years ago. There should be no necessary connection between the two." The stone tablet directly rejected this possibility. .

"Is it possible? In the past, the embers of the Devil Buddha survived, and then fled to our world?" Lin Huang asked.

"This is possible." After the stone tablet finished, he said, "It is not necessary for us to make guesses here. You will read the memories in the brains of these three people, and you will know everything you know."