Chapter 633 The cycle of cause and effect, the retribution is unhappy
There are many kinds of love in the world, and each kind of love has a different beginning and end. But for Kong Yuan and Mengnu, their love ended before it even started.
Kong Yuan is obsessed with all kinds of knife skills and has a simple personality, while the dream girl is bold and hot, daring to love and hate... I never expected that such a pair of people with very different personalities would develop feelings for each other without knowing it.
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I was immersed in the waves of fire, witnessing with my own eyes every scene that happened on the corpse realm, from Fatty Xia Deng Youde rushing in desperately, to Liangpi being abolished, and Kong Yuanmengnu being killed. This happened in a very short time, at this moment
In my eyes it is very long.
The old monk in ragged clothes was still slowly practicing the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong" technique in front of me. Although he only practiced half of the pose, the time for this half of the pose made me feel as if a long, long time had passed...
I wanted to struggle and jump out of the flames, but found that I couldn't move.
The old monk showed his big yellow teeth and said with a half-smile, "Little guy, the heat is not yet here, so now is not the time for you to go out."
"If we wait any longer, they will all die..." I gritted my teeth.
"If you can learn this last half of the pose, going out won't be a problem."
"Who are you anyway?"
I stared closely at this old monk with an unattractive appearance. His ragged clothes and wrinkled face made it difficult to tell how old he was.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I hope you can learn this last half-style Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong..."
"Why?" I asked.
The old monk looked at me and smiled without saying a word. Before I could speak again, his somewhat illusory figure began to gradually become ethereal. Within a few seconds, I could no longer see his body.
But when he disappeared, his words lingered in my ears.
"Remember, with greater strength comes greater responsibility."
I was stunned for a moment, this sentence seemed familiar to me, and soon I remembered that the person who first told me this sentence was Uncle Quan!
"Who are you? Why did you say what Uncle Quan said?" I asked.
"Haha, Uncle Quan? Are you talking about that little clever guy Ao Quan? I told him this... This little clever kid actually knew that Jin Chan had shed his shell. Haha, he is indeed my most beloved disciple..."
The old monk's words gradually dissipated in my ears, and at this time, the battle on the corpse realm had begun again!
Deng Youde, Fatty Xia and Liangpi were all seriously injured, while Mengnu and Kong Yuan were both killed. Chenxiao couldn't stand it any longer, so he immediately faced King Jiang III Ming with an iron sword in hand.
At this time, even Hua Qingcheng and the other three women used their strongest attacks regardless of their own safety, just to tie down King Jian III Ming in the slightest!
But even if they go together, they are still no match for King Jian III Ming alone!
In less than a few rounds, everyone except Chen Xiaowai was defeated one after another. Among them, Hua Qingcheng's injury was a bit serious. In order to help Xueluo, she blocked Xueluo's attack at the critical moment.
He hit hard, causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out from his mouth, and his face turned pale.
"Sister Hua!"
Xueluo was very anxious and quickly supported Hua Qingcheng.
Hua Qingcheng shook her head and said: "I'm fine, this old bastard is too strong, we are no match for him..."
A hint of bitterness appeared on Xueluo's face. As smart as she was, she knew in her heart that with so many people coming together, it would only be a temporary delay, and it would be impossible to defeat King Jiang III Ming.
Xueluo looked into the waves of fire, her eyes filled with sadness and anger.
She said quietly: "If he were still here, maybe things would be different..."
Hua Qingcheng also looked over and nodded slightly: "If that stupid man were here, he would definitely just act like a donkey against these two old bastards."
"I also think he is like a donkey, he will never look back on something he is sure of..."
When it comes to my temper, these three women are surprisingly consistent. Even if they are injured, even if a powerful enemy is in front of them, they can't help but smile knowingly. But after smiling, I saw them
The sadness in the eyes is still a bit thicker...
"It would be great if he were here..."
Xueluo sighed, and with a wave of his hand, a large row of wooden puppets appeared in front of him, growing in size from small to large, and then rushed straight towards King Jiang III Ming.
However, these wooden puppets that had been made by Xueluo before were shattered to pieces in less than a few rounds when faced with Prince Jiang III.
After a while, Chen Xiao, who tried his best, was defeated. He was slapped in the body by Prince Ming of the Third Generation, and he fell violently from mid-air. Fortunately, at the critical moment, a black gold dragon appeared and killed him.
protect.
Chen Xiao's face was as pale as paper. At this moment, I also saw Concubine Nangong. The joint attack between her and Chen Xiao couldn't last long...
Defeat after defeat, no one can stop the Third King Ming in the end!
At this moment, King Jiang III, although he is wearing a black cassock, but with his blood-stained cassock, he looks more like a killing demon, whoever blocks his path will be killed!
On the contrary, King Fudo was standing behind, so calm that there was no sound. He closed his eyes tightly, muttered something in his mouth, and put his hands together into palms, as if he was offering salvation to the dead evil monks of the Xitian Sect...
In this way, the two Ming Kings, one black and one white, have the same unfathomable strength, but give people a completely different feeling.
Chen Xiao was defeated, and the remaining golden-haired ape bared his teeth. Seeing that no one could make another move, he could only bravely attack!
The golden-haired ape is not weak in strength, but it has been suppressed for too long by the mountain of corpses on the ancient battlefield in the demon world. As a result, its cultivation has not been fully restored. Now it is obviously weakened against the Third Ming King.
"Wild monkey, weren't you crazy just now?" King Jiang III Ming said coldly.
"I have always been crazy. When my cultivation was at its peak, your senior brother Fudou had to call me God when he saw me!"
"Haha, God? Then I'll come and learn how powerful the God is. I hope you won't disappoint me..."
Prince Ming of the Third Dynasty confronted the Golden-haired Ape, and the Golden-haired Ape scratched his head and ears for a while. Since his awesomeness had been blown away, he naturally would not surrender without restraint.
The golden-haired ape patted the golden hair on his body and quickly condensed a huge stick weapon. The stick stood up to the sky and the ground, with extraordinary momentum!
"The child who has been born to the third generation will take a stick from this divine monkey!"
The golden-haired ape's move was earth-shattering. The stick that was about to pierce the sky was caught in his hand. After spinning around for several times, the golden-haired ape lifted the stick and smashed it towards Prince Jiang III Ming!
Faced with such a brutal attack, King Jiang III finally frowned slightly.
"Yes, it has a bit of the demeanor of the Heaven-reaching Divine Monkey back in the day." King Jiang III Ming said.
The golden-haired ape shouted angrily, grabbed the stick and smashed it at it. Almost in an instant, I saw the wooden stick higher than the sky pressing down on King Jiang III Ming like the top of Mount Tai!
King Jiang III Ming didn't dare to neglect, he immediately raised his palms to resist the stick!
For a moment, the two sides were in a stalemate, and a huge stick became the intermediary line in the struggle between the golden-haired ape and King Jiangsanshi Ming!
But after all, the golden-haired ape's cultivation had not fully recovered. After a while, the golden-haired ape could no longer hold on, and could only watch helplessly as the stick as high as the sky pressed back on him!
The golden-haired ape was in a panic. He had finally escaped from the mountain of corpses in the ancient battlefield of the demon world. If he was suppressed again now, wouldn't it mean that he would be unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life?
Seeing the stick slowly pressing over the golden-haired ape, under the huge pressure, the golden-haired ape's body began to be suppressed...
"I really miss the Heavenly Monkey who was fearless in the past. You are no match for me now!"
King Jiang III Ming shook his head with a hint of disdain on his face, causing the golden-haired ape to grin and curse.
But due to lack of strength, the golden-haired ape was about to be pushed down by the huge stick to the bottom of the corpse boundary. The fire waves were rolling there. Once it fell, the golden-haired ape would be burned to the point of being burned even though it was extremely capable.
No hair is left!
At the critical moment, before the golden-haired ape could be completely subdued by the billowing fire, several small red flags flew out and formed a small formation, instantly helping the golden-haired ape stabilize the situation!
The golden-haired ape looked happy, and the next second, Zhuge Wenwu's figure appeared in front of everyone.
"Mr. Zhuge, you are here!" Daniel was overjoyed.
Zhuge Wenwu nodded.
A look of sadness and anger appeared on Da Niu's face, and he said: "Mr. Zhuge, big brother, big brother, he is dead..."
Zhuge Wenwu's expression was calm, and he glanced at the billowing fire wave where I was, with a faint smile on his face.
"It's hard to predict whether fortune or misfortune will come. How did you know that your eldest brother was dead?"
"I saw him fall with my own eyes. King Vajra Yaksha Ming was burned. How could my brother's mortal body be able to block those flames..." Da Niu said.
Zhuge Wenwu shook his head, but didn't explain much. He immediately glanced at everyone on the field and couldn't help but sigh.
"The cycle of cause and effect really brings unsatisfactory retribution... Majesty King Deming, it's time to end the cause you left behind."
Zhuge Wenwu's voice slowly fell, and behind everyone, a figure slowly walked out.
The owner of that figure had a spotless bald head that was as bright as a light bulb. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face naturally had a fierce temperament. However, he was wearing a simple Buddhist robe that was incompatible with his temperament.
At first glance, it looks like a homeless man on the roadside stole a Buddhist robe from nowhere and barely managed to put it on. But if you look closely, you will see that this simple and unpretentious robe should have added a bit of kindness and kindness to it.
The elegant Buddhist robe is stained with food residue and oil stains, making it look very funny.
And this wretched figure is none other than Monk Hua, whom I haven’t seen for a long time...