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Chapter 480: A hand of the Immortal Buddha

"Isn't it a big gain?"

The little old man glanced at Wu Chong's bulging package, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes. He also wanted to fight Qiu Feng before, but was unlucky to be blocked by the black men of the Demon Slayer Department.

"Right now, the National Preceptor's Office is in crisis, and we are trying to turn the tide. How can we talk about personal gains and losses at such a critical juncture?" Wu Chong righteously despised the little old man, and in the process, he tightened the baggage he had just looted.

.

There are so many things that I can’t even fit them into one mouthful.

The little old man looked over with contempt, especially when he saw the more than twenty demon fruits in the bag, this emotion became even stronger.

"Everyone, follow me to get rid of this big monster!"

The people from the Demon Slayer Department would not wait for them to chat. When they discovered Wu Chong, a group of people quickly gathered around. Especially the leader who had a grudge against Wu Chong took the lead.

After he failed to capture Wu Chong, he was educated in the Black Tower and couldn't think clearly for a long time. Now that he had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to slay the demon.

Wu Chong glanced at this guy and his figure flashed.

The master of the Demon Slayer Department who had just rushed out felt his eyes blurred. The next moment, a big hand pinched his forehead, and with great force, he smashed his head to the ground.

Peng!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the beaten Demon Slayer's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. Before he could get up, he stepped on him again.

"So strong..."

After the sound of bones cracking, the master of the Demon Slayer Division who led the charge died on the spot.

All this happened in a flash of lightning. After the leader was eliminated, the other masters attacked and cut him down. Wu Chong was not used to it. He now has nearly 800 years of demon power. Combined with his own combat power, Di Demon

He could crush anyone standing in front of him, let alone these ordinary demon slayers.

After a while.

The master of the Demon Slayer Department lay on the ground, Wu Chong packed up his package and went out without looking back.

The great masters in the sky didn't know how far they were fighting, and they had to run away before the national master came back. The little old man watching the excitement was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he only saw Wu Chong's

The back is gone.

Old man!

No wonder he has the confidence to practice his deceptive trick of pretending to be a ghost. With this strength, he is probably already very close to the threshold of a thousand-year-old demon. Looking at the back of Big Herring, he seemed to see a rising peerless demon king.

"Brother Wu, wait, wait for me."

The little old man, who had come to his senses, decisively abandoned the retirement home of the Imperial Master's Mansion and followed him in a blink of an eye.

While Master Wu was running away with his money, a young man with a pockmarked face walked out of his hometown in the human village.

"I finally transformed. Those guys who followed me must still be wearing armor and fur." ​​The young man looked back at the village behind him and thought confidently.

This young man was the first Dragon King to enter the Demon God's Tomb!

As a master who has entered this place once, the Dragon King has already made a plan. Before others have figured out the basic rules of the demon world, he has successfully transformed into human society. With the upper hand, he is sure to defeat everyone.

competitors.

"One step faster, each step faster. When I inherit the devil's will, none of you outsiders can survive..."

With full confidence, the Dragon King entered the city and began to explore the methods of human cultivation in this world. What he didn't know was that in the capital of the Chen Dynasty, not far from him, there was already such a bold man who had done a job and ran away.

On the way.

When Wu Chong and the little old man fled to the edge of the city and were about to leave the city, several masters who were fighting there finally made some movement. The national master completely let go of his body, and under the influence of thousands of years of demonic power, a line was so huge that it could cover the sky.

The giant python that blocked out the sun appeared, which was even more exaggerated than the first form.

What’s even more astonishing is the demonic mist above its head. Thousands of innocent souls are roaring in the mist. These are ordinary people who have indirectly died tragically because of the national preceptor devouring the national destiny over the years. The little old green-skinned turtle once told Wu Chong,

'Pretending to be a ghost' has huge side effects, Wu Chong has also experienced this side effect, but compared to the national master, his side effects are like drizzle.

This is the true peerless demon, the unparalleled giant.

Amidst the roar, Wu Chong saw the ancestor of the royal family being torn to pieces by the imperial master's tail. The formation arranged by the ascetic monks was also broken into pieces, and the Zen staff was also broken. The remaining two people were also dead and maimed.

Can. Generations of preparations and advance planning were all smashed to pieces in the face of the absolute strength of the national master.

fierce!

Bad luck!

This Imperial Master is so cruel. The thought of digging into the Imperial Master's treasure house made Master Wu feel the pressure. With his current body of a big herring, he can basically deal with monsters less than a thousand years old. He is the second-largest human monk.

Ayuya basically has no one who can match him.

However, if the opponent is a demon king like the Imperial Master who has lived through two dynasties and lived for more than a thousand years, there are some things that are not enough.

So after understanding this, he ran faster.

Just when everyone thought the situation was decided, the demonic cloud above was suddenly torn apart. A beam of light dropped from the world behind the cloud. In the awe-stricken gaze of everyone, a hand stretched out from above. The one below

The Imperial Master sensed the danger and struggled desperately.

"The evil beast still refuses to obey the law."

A voice resounded throughout the world like a bell. After the voice, the demonic aura on the extremely ferocious Imperial Master suddenly weakened, and the struggling snake body was pressed down by that big hand.

All I saw was a big hand pressing and grabbing.

This unparalleled demon king, who had caused harm to the human world for nearly a thousand years, was captured and brought back.

After a long time, the clouds cleared.

The capital calmed down, and in the ruins, all the humans who participated in the battle let out excited shouts.

They won!

"Immortal Buddha?"

Wu Chong and the little old man were hiding tightly in an inconspicuous little corner. The demonic aura on their bodies was completely gone. They were as calm as they wanted. Although they knew that the elder in the upper world could not see it.

Go with them, but there is no guarantee that they won't be chasing rabbits. For the sake of their own lives, both guys are very timid.

Sure enough, you can't be too high-profile when you act like a monster, otherwise the bosses above will take action without shame.

This may also involve a dispute at a higher level. In the past, when the Imperial Master was causing trouble in the world, no one from above took care of it, but now it suddenly intervenes. The meaning of this is obvious.

The monsters in the upper realm may not be able to protect you.

Compared to the little old man, Wu Chong saw more. The little old man was a local monster and only saw strength. But what Wu Chong saw was different. He was also a strong man at that level in the First Demon World.

Judging from the power fluctuations of the shot, the owner of this hand is no weaker than the God of White River.

But she has her own consciousness!

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