The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen pulled his neck nervously, cracked his mouth and laughed, revealing small zombie teeth.

The so-called anger and anti-smile is probably what Xiao Chen said.

Xiao Chen looked at the Leng Xiaolu not far ahead, which was trapped by the magic trap of the King Kong, his eyes grew gloomy.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and drew out the short knife poisonous soul behind his waist.

Xiao Chen looked at the large number of monks and the lamas. He didn't say anything, but walked to Leng Xiaolu.

"Brother Xiao Chen." His face was pale because of the pain.

Xiao Chen lightly touched Leng Xiaolu's head, put down the short knife, and buckled the diamond ring with his right hand.

"What does he want to do? Does he want to break the Diamond Void Circle with his bare hands?" A group of monks sneered watching Xiao Chen's movements.

The magic circle of Vajra Fulong is the treasure of Tianlong Temple. It is made of the hardest Fulong wood. How can it be damaged by manpower.

But their smiles didn't last long, and they couldn't smile immediately.

"Crack..."

There was a harsh, crisp sound, and everyone's eyes almost didn't come out.

Xiao Chen actually used brute force to directly break the magic circle, what a terrifying thing this is.

Leng Xiaolu, who was out of trouble, cried loudly while holding Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen patted his shoulder gently: "It's okay, it's okay, come, hold this little guy, and leave here."

Xiao Chen gave Duguxue in his arms to Leng Xiaolu, and put Tassel Mingyue on his head.

"Brother Great, hit that **** monster and that bald donkey in white clothes." Liu Su Mingyue raised her small fist aggrievedly.

Xiao Chen nodded lightly, and said indifferently, "No one can leave."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, his figure suddenly became blurred. The next moment, a large number of phantoms appeared on a path, rushing straight to the position where the lamas were standing.

The first to bear the brunt is the great living Buddha.

Xiao Chen's speed was reaching the extreme, and the living Buddha's magical powers had just been revealed, and the phantom of an eight-armed four-headed Bodhisattva had just appeared halfway before it came to an abrupt end.

At this moment Xiao Chen had already reached the living Buddha of Dalai, and the lamas around him had not even noticed Xiao Chen's approach.

The short knife and poisonous soul had been placed on the neck of the living Buddha.

The cold and biting murderous aura caused the body of the Living Buddha to tremble involuntarily.

"Who...who are you?" Dalai Living Buddha asked in a trembling voice.

The surrounding lamas recovered at this moment, bluffing and attacking Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he pulled it straight away.

The blood poured out like a fountain.

Facing the lama attacking from the surrounding area, Xiao Chen stepped on his right foot abruptly.

"boom!"

The ground under his feet was crushed, a huge air wave, majestic, and rushing around, people turned their backs on their backs.

Xiao Chen grasped the blood sprayed out by the Living Buddha of Dalai.

The blood was given life at this moment, condensed but not scattered, like a long blood-red rope, held in Xiao Chen's hand.

"The big demon who manipulates blood." The living Buddha was pale, clutching his neck tightly, but it was of no avail, and the blood kept flowing happily.

Xiao Chen pulled the blood rope and suddenly accelerated.

The Living Buddha had no choice but to watch his own blood, and Xiao Chen pulled out a long blood line.

"boom!"

In an instant, the blood was lost on the living Buddha and he collapsed to the ground.

"Living Buddha..." The surrounding lamas were shocked. A mighty power who stepped half-footed into the realm of annihilation was slaughtered before he could make an effective resistance.

Xiao Chen waved at the blood rope in his hand and flicked it lightly.

The blood rope burst suddenly, turning into blood mist and swaying away.

A pungent blood filled the air.

Xiao Chen looked at the lamas, and indifferently threw out the short knife in his hand.

The whistling sound of the short knife irritated everyone's back numb.

Xiao Chen ran with the short knife, his fists surged out.

The majestic power made Xiao Chen fall with every foot, it was the earth trembling, and the rubble jumped up.

The rubble that the earth cracked up, and everything around it, was sucked into the sky by the majestic fist, forming a huge roulette in the sky.

It is the breaking style.

Xiao Chen's figure chased the tail of the short sword and whizzed away.

The short knife penetrated into the crowd, even though the poisonous soul had no blade spirit, it was still a sharp divine object.

The lamas on the path of the short sword couldn't avoid it. The short sword broke through their bodies, and a large amount of blood spewed out.

The blood all flowed to Xiao Chen's side, and the blood kept compressing, finally forming a fist-sized blood cell.

Xiao Chen slapped the blood cell into the crowd.

"Blood burst!"

"Boom!" A huge scarlet lotus bloomed.

It takes a long time to talk about all this, but the real time is just a blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, a huge explosion had already occurred, and **** waves of air rushed wildly.

The team of lamas with a hundred people was bombarded in a hurry.

A large number of stumps and broken arms were taken up into the air, and then fell far away.

A veritable rain of blood began to fall in the sky, and from time to time, there were broken hands, feet, and heads, and they fell together.

Some lamas who were lucky enough to not be killed, looked at the stumps and broken arms on the ground, as well as the intestines of the internal organs.

"Run..."

Some lamas finally realized that their situation was the meat on the chopping board.

Fortunately, more than 20 people survived, madly fled to the surroundings.

Seeing someone about to flee, Xiao Chen chasing the short knife, the blood-red light in his eyes flourished.

The blood scattered around and flowing into the ground all came out at this moment.

The blood-colored barrier that turned into one side surrounded all sides.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The escaping people hit the blood-colored barrier and were bounced back heavily.

They screamed desperately, attacking the blood barrier.

The strange blood-colored barrier was beaten into various shapes by the attacks of the lamas, but it was not broken, like rubber, with excellent toughness.

"Bu Dawei Tianlong Formation, the first son of Tianlong Temple, follow me to punish the devil." A massacre was about to end, and the monk over there reacted at this time.

It's not that they reacted slowly, but that all this happened so quickly and **** that the monks couldn't accept it for a while.

Master Tianlong shouted violently, and the golden Buddha light instantly illuminated the world.

The monks held the magical instruments and flew wildly.

The golden Buddha light illuminates the earth like a blazing sun.

In the Buddha's light, a golden dragon rolled and roared, with a monstrous might.

Master Tianlong soared into the air and landed on top of Jinlong's head, although he was punched by Xiao Chen.

But he did not give birth to retreat. In his cognition, the realm of annihilation is the top of the combat power on earth.

Moreover, he has the great mighty Tianlong to help out. No one can beat him now, and there is no demon he can't take.

"Dawei Tianlong, Blessed Earth-Zang, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong."

"Tianlong follow me to punish the devil." The mighty Buddha's words, with shocking power, resounded between heaven and earth.