Monster Paradise

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

His head was covered in black dragon lines and his face was completely covered in shadows, only to be judged by his body.

He was wearing the big black goose, just casually over his shoulder, and his hands were not wearing sleeves. There is no pattern on the girth, only golden dragon pattern at the neck, cuffs and edge area.

He stood there holding his chest with his hands like a rock.

The moment I saw the man in the cup, my eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly. The other party just stood so quietly in front of Lin Huang, without any movement, he could clearly sense the pressure coming from the other party.

“His name is Killing Heaven. He is a knife repair just like you, and his strength is the Purple Golden Empire.” Lin Huang briefly introduced you, "should it be fair to arrange such an adversary for you? ”

As a Buddha of the Bitter Sea, Bitterness has no doubt about his strength. He is well aware that his strength is almost invincible under the realm of the Phantom, even if he encounters the full demigod, he will have no fear at all. But this human monster summoned by Lin Huanghuang in front of him is clearly equal in strength to himself, but the sense of oppression brought to him is not at all under the illusion.

“Is this summoning beast the deification level of four mutations?!” Suddenly this thought flashed in my mind.

The only reasonable explanation for the oppression that this monster brings to herself when she is clearly on par with herself is - this monster is a four-time mutation!

In my heart I obeyed this logic, and I couldn't help but look a little hard.

Four mutated monsters he only heard in the legend, I didn't expect to see him alive this time. Even if he is confident enough of his strength, he will not hesitate to meet any opponent under the illusion. But when he met four mutant monsters, he wasn't sure he could win.

A vigilant gaze stared at the slaughter sky for a while and suddenly shifted his gaze towards Lin Huang.

“Lin Renhuang, let me fight the summoning beast is a little boring, why don't you and I play directly. I've long heard that you are the first demon of the new era. In fact, you've always been a little ticklish, trying to communicate with you. This is an easy opportunity...”

Lin Huang smiled and interrupted the bitterness. "I am the king. My favorite way to fight is to summon a group of beasts to beat the opponent. Are you sure you want to challenge me? I still have a few beasts like Killing Sky. ”

“…” Bitterness is so straightforward, his original idea was to let Lin Huangben fight himself. But after listening to Lin Huang, he remembered that as an emissary, summoning the royal beast to fight for himself was the conventional means. And he wasn't even sure to cope with a slaughter day. If he really wanted to be like Lin Huang said, he still had other almost powerful beasts, then he actively challenged him to death.

“How about this, if you win the slaughter. I can give you a chance to challenge me and show you my other beasts. I'll let you go, whether you win or lose.” Lin Huang's lips slightly flashed, he didn't say a word, "provided you survive under the siege of a group of beasts. ”

Bitter Sea naturally also understands Lin Huang's sub line, and his face gets uglier.

You could have just won a summoning beast and left. You owe yourself a mouthful. You have to challenge Lin Huangbei to make the situation worse.

Lin Huang no longer ignored the reaction from this side of Hardship. He turned his head and smiled at the sky. "Kill him and reward you with 300 knife skills. But if you lose, deduct three months of snacks. ”

Listening to Lin Huang, under the shadow of the cape, two glittering golden rays suddenly lit up.

Almost simultaneously, the two golden rays pulled out two arcs in the void.

In an instant, the heavens appear directly in front of the bitter sea.

“So fast! ”

His eyes shrunk, he didn't even see the slaughter, and he barely caught his trajectory of action.

The slender knife in your hand flips up and pulls out the cross knife.

At the same time, a large hand was detected in the sky blade, and sometime an additional black knife was added to the hand. The blade was at least two meters long, and the width of the blade was as thick as the waist of the sky blade.

Such a giant blade, just looking at it, knows the weight is astonishing, but in heaven's hands it almost looks like nothing.

He held a giant blade, lifted a knife, and the black blade was cut out as fast as lightning.

In an instant, it collided with the long blade in Bitter Truth's hand.

The bitterness and authenticity of the clothes drifts, and the life in the body can be exhaled wildly, and the fog is all over the body.

But just a moment of collision, bitterness really felt a strong force coming from his own knife, huge shock force to reflex his shape uncontrollably.

He felt even more numb in the right arm of his knife grip, and the slender knife in his hand almost came out.

Obviously, the power of both sides is not at all on the same level.

On the other hand, the slaughter was steady as a rock, standing in isolation behind the wind and hunting in the air. He was covered in dark fog, and the only thing he could see was the two golden spots under the casket, and he looked down in the direction of the bitter and sinister fall.

Without waiting for the bitterness to completely fall, his eyes under the skies suddenly lit up, and suddenly his body instantly disappeared from the spot as if it were boiling water.

There were only two golden flashes in the void, and a black figure had appeared over the body.

Seeing Goldman approaching, his face changed slightly.

Watching the other side swing again, while his right arm is still numb and unable to force.

If this knife is struck, even if the attack will be resisted by the Armor of God, it will probably cost most of the gods in your body.

With this in mind, the bitterness was so intelligent that it summoned a war spirit.

A bronze Buddha suddenly appeared, stopping between bitterness and slaughter.

I saw the Buddha shot in the palm of his hand, and it hit him suddenly with the giant blade in the hand of the slaughter.

The statue of Buddha flew backwards, but the bitterness really escaped this, through this gap, his body suddenly came out, fell to the ground, shaken a circle of smoke and covered his shape.

The heavenly figure is suspended in the middle of the sky, sensing a position of bitterness in the realm.

And Lin Huanghuang, who watched the war from afar, was also a frown.

He recognized at a glance that the soul of war that had just been summoned to defend himself from the disaster was clearly the figurine of war.

Only the figurine warrior's soul will not collapse under the sword of the slaughterhouse.

“He is nothing more than a purple gold palace. How did he activate the Warrior Spirit? ”

“There's nothing unusual about him. He's got power in him.” The sound of the tablet comes from the sky.

“Purple Gold Imperial Palace... is there a divine power in you?” Lin Huang slightly squinted his eyes, "that is, they practiced in a different way than the conventional way in the world! ”

“Certainly not.” The tablets slowly explain, "they practiced, sort of like a force that once existed in the big world. The power is called the Demon Buddhist Sect, but after more than a hundred years of existence, it was annihilated by an angel of the Buddhist Sect. ”

“Buddha Zongxiu is a turnaround, and when you encounter a dead soul, it's a turnaround. On the other hand, the founder of the Demon Buddhist Sect, the old Demon Buddha, found a way to devour the dead soul and practise it, and based on it, he created a new method - the Demon Buddha Thoughts. ”

“This child of the bitter sea practises the magic of the Devil's Buddha. He should have devoured the souls of many demigods, whose minds have almost condensed, and even more powerful, than your pseudo-minds. And in his body, a similar to the divine character, Musheli has initially condensed into a prototype with a great deal of divine energy inside. It is estimated that in half a year, or more, he will be able to completely congeal Musheli to his fate (the Illusional Realm). ”

“So you're saying that the backstage of the Bitter Sea could be the Great World's Destroyed Buddhist Sect? ”

“It is unlikely that the Demon Buddhist Sect was destroyed more than 50,000 years ago, and the Bitter Sea was built more than 600 years ago, and there should be no inevitable link between the two.” Stone tablets directly reject this possibility.

“Is it possible that the remnants of the Devil's Buddhist Sect survived and fled to our world?” Lin Huang asked.

“This is possible.” The tablet goes on and on, "we don't really need to speculate here. You'll read the memories in the three of them later, and you'll know everything. ”