The Red Dragon King told in detail what he saw and heard during the battle for the super carrier that day. He said calmly: "I don't want to tell you this, I just want to see what changes will happen within your dark alliance.

.But you have forced this poor monk to have no way out, so I can only explain it to you."

Raising his right hand, the Red Dragon King said in a deep voice: "If you insist on asking for an arm from me, I will immediately draw my spirit into my body and fight with you. Can you kill me without any injuries?"

The Corpse Emperor looked at Master Baishui in shock.

Master Baishui frowned and said coldly: "The Holy See and the Alliance of Gods actually hide such masters? Among them..."

Master Hanhe said slowly: "Let's take a long-term view."

The Corpse Emperor snorted lightly and glanced at the Red Dragon King coldly: "Is this true?"

The Red Dragon King clasped his hands together and said with great piety: "The poor monk is the incarnation of the Buddha. He never tells lies in his life."

The big seal 'Di Liu Liu' on the corpse emperor's palm turned rapidly. After a full quarter of an hour, he nodded slowly and said: "The declaration of escape from the world must be followed. Otherwise, our Taoist alliance will come out in full force. Today, I will

The strength of our alliance is enough to destroy you Romans more than ten times."

The Red Dragon King took a deep look at the Corpse Emperor, and said slowly: "My Roman strength has also increased. If I, Night Walker, and Mad Angel can draw the gods into my body, they will be able to fight against two or three people like you and we will be invincible together.

If Yuyu is willing to take action, with his current strength, if he integrates the power of the 'source god' enshrined by the ancestor of our race, his power will definitely not be inferior to that mysterious strong man of the Holy See."

The Corpse Emperor looked at Master Baishui, Master Baishui and Master Hanhe looked at each other, and the three of them hurriedly gathered together to discuss in whispers for a while.

After a while, the Corpse Emperor turned to the Red Dragon King: "Take a punch from me and forget about accidentally injuring my disciple. Today, the two major masters of Kunlun and Zhongnan, together with me, will go out personally. The cost of the carriage and horses..."

The Red Dragon King was so angry that his face muscles bulged. He was silent for a long time, and then he nodded vigorously: "Before the Battle of Nine-Three, all the cultural relics that Roman looted from the Forbidden City of Ancient China were returned."

"Okay! Take the punch!"

The Corpse Emperor took a deep breath and lightly punched the Red Dragon King in the chest.

The Red Dragon King stared at the corpse emperor's fist, slowly moved forward with his hands, and chanted the Buddha's name as if crying: "All living beings are suffering, and cessation is the way!"

Fists and palms met, the Corpse Emperor sneered a few times and turned around to leave. In the blink of an eye, all the people coming from the Asian Taoist Alliance were gone.

The Red Dragon King's face turned blue, red, white, and black. In just a few breaths, his face changed rapidly and turned into dozens of different shades of colors.

‘Poof’, blood spurted out from the seven orifices of the Red Dragon King at the same time. He suddenly fell to the ground, holding his hands on the ground awkwardly, and vomited as if heartbroken.

After finally vomiting all the gall water, the Red Dragon King raised his head in embarrassment, and said with a low and sinister smile: "What a terrifying power. Is this what the ascetics call the power of the virtual realm? A pure punch, but it seems like

The whole universe is pressing down on me, it’s terrible, it’s terrible.”

"Namo Amitabha, the path to Nirvana still has a long way to go."

"Strength, I need enough strength."
Chapter completed!