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Chapter 1281 Another battle with Ji Zuocheng in the Taihang Mountains!

"The poor monk will come back as soon as he goes!"

Whoosh!

After Yang Fan said that, his figure slowly disappeared in front of Ji Zuodao like a dreamy bubble.

The power of being so elusive and not leaking any breath undoubtedly shows his tyrannical control over himself. Obviously, this person's Dharma Body is also extremely powerful!

As expected of a true Buddha!

If the Buddha's throne in heaven hadn't been filled, he might have been able to be promoted!

This made Ji Zuodao think about it secretly: "There are rumors outside that this Jingjie is quite ugly, but when I come into contact with it, it turns out that it is open and closed, and there is not much scheming. Perhaps, we can try to win over one or two!"

Look at the sky above.

Yang Fan's figure emerged, melting into the night like a ghost.

He overlooked the entire Yingtian Temple, and the thick and strict mountain guarding formation had obviously been rearranged. Moreover, it was connected with the military energy of the garrison at the foot of the mountain, and could even use the power of the military formation at critical times!

Yang Fan did not intend to go down in person, but whispered slowly.

Opening your mouth is a provocation.

"That ugly man who hides his head and shows his tail, your Grandpa Buddha is here again, where are you! Don't hide in there and keep silent, I know you are at home! Come out and beat me if you can!"

The melodious voice slowly floated into Yingtian Temple.

Ordinary people can't hear it at all.

It seems like a voice of fate that only certain people can hear!

Soon, the sound reached the ground.

Whoosh!

Ji Zuocheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up with two balls of flame.

“Clean the streets!”

call!

A huge face suddenly appeared under his feet, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared and appeared high in the sky in an instant.

The familiar monk comes into view again!

"It's you! Jingjie, how dare you appear in front of me!"

Ji Zuocheng looked at the other party with a ferocious smile!

If he hadn't needed to help Ling Xiaozi master the divine treasure and maintain the longevity pill, he would have gone to find and kill this person himself!

Unexpectedly, the other party actually

How dare you take the initiative to deliver it to your door!

It’s really asking for death!

"Haha, ugly man!"

"What happened to the poor monk appearing in front of you?"

Yang Fan looked at Ji Zuocheng, grinned, and showed his white teeth, "I heard that you have been looking for a poor monk for a long time. Ah? It seems that you really want to fight with me to clean up the street! Follow me to clean up the street.

Fight, do you have the strength!"

Ugly guy?

The corner of Ji Zuocheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and a look of ferocity flashed across his eyes: "When I beat you to death, you will know whether I have this strength!"

Hoo ho ho!

The huge face at his feet became clearer and clearer, and he actually started to take action at the slightest disagreement!

Yang Fan turned around and left without hesitation: "There are too many people here. It would be bad if you scare people with your ugly appearance! I'll wait until I find a secluded place to send you to the West!"

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure fled away into the distance in an instant!

"Bastard thing!"

Ji Zuocheng's face was ashen as he chased the figure in the distance.

One chasing and one escaping.

Soon, the two of them rushed to the Taihang Mountains.

Stretching and towering mountains, covered by forest, and ridgelines like dragons crisscrossing the north and south. Especially after the world recovers, the ridges of the Taihang Mountains almost pierce the sky!

Looking into the distance is like a curtain of sky, walking on the top of the mountain!

Standing high above the ground, overlooking the sun, moon and sky!

call!

Yang Fan's figure flashed and he stood on the top of the mountain, his monk's robes rustling in the strong wind.

"Aren't you going to run away?"

Ji Zuocheng also landed a hundred feet away from him, glanced around, and sneered, "You found a good burial place for yourself in advance!"

"Burial place?"

Yang Fan sneered, "I'm really not afraid that the wind here will blow you away."

Tongue! There are countless people who want the life of a poor monk, who do you think you are?"

"First take a slap from the poor monk!"

In an instant, a giant golden Buddha statue appeared directly behind Yang Fan!

Sitting cross-legged in the void, the golden light behind your head is endless.

Countless phantoms of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas surround him, and he is like the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas!

Rumble!

Yang Fan slapped a palm, which turned into ten thousand palms and slapped down towards Ji Zuocheng. For a moment, those countless palm prints almost blocked the light of the stars and the moon in the sky!

Ji Zuocheng did not hesitate to move the huge face at his feet, and the black hair that was thousands of meters long pierced into the void!

For a moment, the surrounding area seemed to have turned into a black iron wall, firmly guarding Ji Zuocheng!

Bang bang bang!

Yang Fan's palm prints slapped on it, making bursts of sounds, but it did not cause any damage to the huge face!

"Sure enough, this emperor's corpse is definitely a Chonglou-level martial arts immortal!"

He made a judgment in his mind.

However, death is death!

It will never be possible to regain the peak it once was!

His heart moved, but he used the power of fate.

"Destiny: Save death and get rid of suffering! The relationship between life and death is the same, and the dead should be buried in the earth!"

call!

A torrent of fate like a vast galaxy fell down, like the Milky Way falling for nine days, covering hundreds of miles around in an instant!

Buzz!

For a moment, the withered leaves, dead animal carcasses, and decayed old trees in the mountain forest all turned into powder and scattered on the ground!

And the light of supernatural power naturally fell on that huge face.

However, there was no reaction on the huge face, and his eyes were still closed. Under Ji Zuocheng's urging, countless black hair spread toward Yang Fan and surrounded him!

"Sure enough, with this emperor's corpse protecting you, unless you use the prison-suppressing supernatural power to increase your strength, you really can't attack it!"

After some testing, Yang Fan

, and a conclusion was drawn.

"Jingjie, keep taking action, are you running out of skills?"

Ji Zuocheng shouted loudly.

"Skilled?"

Yang Fan sneered, "Since you want to die early, the poor monk will help you!"

"Suppress the prison! Suppress the prison! Suppress the prison!"

Rays of magical power flashed rapidly through Yang Fan's body. Finally, one of them was successfully activated, and a tenfold power bonus appeared on Yang Fan's body again.

Three thousand three hundred levels of heavenly power manifested suddenly.

"Shenzang: Ten Thousand Buddhas Return to the Sect!"

Behind Yang Fan, the golden body of Buddha standing in the center of ten thousand Buddhas suddenly stood up!

In an instant, he stepped in front of Yang Fan.

I saw one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground, and saying in his mouth: "I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"

boom!

Like the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he suddenly slapped his palm.

This palm caused the heaven and earth to change color instantly. The palm print covered the sky, and it pressed down towards Ji Zuocheng slowly and quickly, as if it was going to smash the opponent's huge face to pieces!

"coming!"

Ji Zuocheng's face was solemn.

He had known for a long time that the other party had this trick, so he was naturally prepared, and suddenly and quickly urged the emperor's corpse under him. For a moment, a dark and dark energy and blood force spurted out from the emperor's corpse!

Rumble!

Like a flood, like a river flowing backwards!

Ji Zuocheng stood on top of the emperor's corpse, but half of his body had submerged into the opponent's head at some point. In a strange combination, he controlled the emperor's corpse!

Whoosh!

His eyes flashed with cold light, and he stretched out his hand, and the boundless energy and blood turned into a giant blade.

"Great Dragon Tribulation! Kill!"

boom!

The giant blade swung upwards and slashed towards Yang Fan's palm print!

The emperor is resurrected!

One blow will turn the earth, land and sky upside down!


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