War Emperor

"Thank you." Jin Yuanyuan's mouth overflowed with a smile that was enough to eclipse Baihua, she admitted.

Next, everyone took action and used countless mana to construct a thick chain, locking the zombie king there and unable to move.

The young monk walked in the void with steady steps. With every step, there was a vision of lotus blooming, and the fragrance was permeated, which made people refreshing. It was surprising. Just a breath of weather, he did it. At this point, the young monk's Dharma is profound and terrifying.

Roar!

The zombie king seemed to have also noticed that the young monk was threatening him. He roared sharply, spraying a black magical energy from his mouth, and bombarded the young monk. Although his limbs were locked, he did not Does not affect his toughness.

The young monk whispered "Amitabha Buddha" in his mouth, and the rosary in his hand glowed, purifying the devilish energy immediately.

He walked step by step without any stagnation, and his aura seemed even more detached.

This scene caused Lin Han to squint and nod secretly. The young monk's Dharma was truly released, more powerful than everyone thought.

The last time he confronted him, it was obvious that the young monk did not show his full strength.

Hum!

Finally, coming to the front and back, in the palm of the monk, the golden light was shining, and a **** Buddhist seal appeared, slapped on the forehead of the zombie king.

The Dharma carried in the Buddha Seal is extremely prosperous, as if it can purify all evil in the world, if it is hit, there is indeed a big chance to offset the devilish energy of the zombie king.

Jin Yuanyuan couldn't help but a touch of joy appeared in her eyes. It seemed that her ancestors could just get out of trouble.

puff!

However, at this moment, a terrifying scene happened.

Within the forehead of the zombie king, a magic mark also appeared suddenly, which was even more evil, like the origin of all evil, and there were faintly heard voices of many screaming ghosts in the void.

The magic seal collided with the Buddha seal, and there was an earth-shattering explosion, followed by a terrifying backlash, causing the young monk to immediately spout a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaken back a few steps. The Buddha's light is a lot bleak.

The surrounding atmosphere immediately condensed, and then a sigh could not help sounding.

Obviously the young monk was defeated, there was no chance.

"Mark of Ten Thousand Devils?" Seeing that mark, the young monk murmured with a vibrating color in his eyes.

The Mark of Ten Thousand Demons, this is a kind of mark created by the Demon Ancestor Luo Hu. It is extremely powerful, and has manipulated many ancient masters, but because of its too much viciousness and evil, even the Demon Ancestor Luo Hu did not easily teach it. Except for the few disciples under his seat, no one knows it at all.

In addition, the Demon Race has disappeared from direct sales in recent years, and this imprint of the Ten Thousand Demons has not appeared in the Primordial Land for at least millions of years.

He didn't expect that the zombie king was planted with the imprint of ten thousand demons. No wonder, the demonic energy is so deep that even his Dharma can't be restrained.

According to his estimation, I am afraid that it will only be possible to break the mark of the Ten Thousand Demon until it reaches the middle stage of Theravada Buddhism.

But now he has only the early peak of Hinayana Buddhism, and there is still a clear gap from the middle stage.

"Master, isn't it...it doesn't work..." Jin Yuanyuan trembled slightly, and asked the young monk nervously.

She also saw that this mark should be terrible, and she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

The young monk shook his head slightly, folded his hands together, and said silently, "Jin Yuanyuan, the donor, the little monk is not good at Dharma, I am afraid it is indeed difficult to do it."

After speaking, take a step back and return to the crowd.

Everyone regretted it.

Real Huang Long laughed strangely and said: "Since this zombie king is so deep that it cannot be reversed, for justice, it seems that we have to destroy him, Jin Yuanyuan, sorry, get out of the way."

As he spoke, he glanced into the body of the zombie king, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Relying on his intuition, he could vaguely find out that there should be a very precious magic pill in the zombie king. Although I don’t know what it is, the origin of the magic is very strong. This is also a strange treasure. Maybe it will be useful in the future.

Since he encountered it, he naturally had no reason to let it go.

Everyone was also ready to move, with murderous aura spreading on their bodies.

But Jin Yuanyuan frowned her eyebrows and stood still, without any movement.

"Jin Yuanyuan, what are you doing, do you want your ancestors to continue to be demons and dangerous creatures?" A cold color flashed across the eyes of Master Huang Long, and he shouted.

He has made up his mind that if Jin Yuanyuan is stubborn, he will definitely use it.

Many creatures only care about the treasure house of the prehistoric sword gods, they also think the same way.

"Lingshan monk, although he failed, it may not be without a hint of hope. I want brother Lin Han to try." Jin Yuanyuan smiled slightly, turned her beautiful eyes to Lin Han, and said softly.

"Lin Han?" Everyone was surprised, their eyes shifted, and they also focused on Lin Han.

Although Lin Han's Buddhism is not weaker than that of young monks, his realm is still quite different. How can he break the high monks who have at least reached the middle stage of Theravada Buddhism, and only have a chance to break the magic mark.

"Haha, Donor Jin Yuanyuan, I am afraid that you are a bit whimsical in this way. Lin Han's Dharma realm is indeed not enough. He rashly shots, maybe the end will be more embarrassing than me. Moreover, the zombie king, the magic mark, is absorbing our strength and delaying. Going down is extremely detrimental to us." The young monk also smiled and shook his head, then said urgently.

On the chains of shackles gathered by everyone, the imprint of ten thousand demons is indeed absorbing its power and blessing the breath of the zombie king. At this moment, the whole body of the zombie king appears more violent and restless.

Everyone is also awe-inspiring. If this continues, the zombie king may indeed become stronger, which is very detrimental to them.

At the moment, everyone looked at Jin Yuanyuan, indeed, they were all a bit more aggressive.

"That's not necessarily, maybe, I will be more relaxed." However, Lin Han gave a faint smile, stepped out, and said.

On the young face, the confidence that emerged was as if nothing in the world could stump him.

Everyone was startled, and they didn't understand why Lin Han was so determined.

"Lin Han, how about we gamble?" the young monk said with a smile.

The monk's clothes are fluttering, the petals are blooming, and the figure is tall, full of aloof demeanor.

"How do you want to bet?" Lin Han smiled lightly.

The young monk's complexion was indifferent, and he took out a golden plant, gleaming, and even lingering in visions, and said: "This plant is named "Buddha Tree". It is a piece of Buddha treasure. To the point, if you can really unlock the magic seal, this thing is yours."