Chapter 627 (2/2)

As Zhang Jin's words fell, I only saw the evil thoughts against the ground book and the ID holding the book of human life and death appeared near Zhang Jin. At this time, all three corpses appeared.

The ghost Zun, who was standing opposite, looked more and more surprised and said, ”no wonder you dare to challenge me. It turned out that this is your capital, but even if I am the weakest saint, I won't be underestimated by you, an extraterritorial demon?”

When it comes to the last Ming Zun, he almost roared. His long bloody hair danced, and the saint's terrible spirit appeared in an instant.

However, good thoughts have immortal swords to protect the body, evil thoughts have local books, and I have people's books. They are all good treasures integrating attack and defense.

At this time, even if the spirit of Ming Zun is strong, they can't hurt them at all.

But it also made Zhang Jin see how terrible the saint's terrible spirit is. It's not that Zhang Jin has a high level, or that Zhang Jin has so many defense treasures. I'm afraid he might be planted here this time.

As Ming Zun was underestimated and Ming Zun's murderous intention bloomed, I only saw that the color changed between heaven and earth. In the dark underworld, sand and stones flew, and the endless evil spirit was suddenly pinched by the Ming Zun who poked out his left hand, turned into a terrible giant, and trampled fiercely towards Zhang Jin and others at this time.

The terrible giant is hundreds of feet high and has infinite power. When he raises his feet and falls, it is the roar of the wind, and even his spirit is not inferior to that of the saint. In the end, he is the puppet of the saint and the giant composed of countless evil spirits. His strength is not even weaker than that of the immortal sword.

This may be the reason why mingzun really stayed in the 19th floor infernal hell. He refined all the dead here and turned them into a secret treasure. This is also his capital and his foundation.

”Hahaha...”

Zhang Jin, who saw this scene, didn't care. With a shake of his right hand, the Dharma phase heaven and earth immediately came out. He grabbed the Donghuang bell magnified countless times and covered it towards the giant who suddenly magnified.

How could Zhang Jin give the giant a chance to attack, and the three separate bodies around him grabbed their magic weapons for the first time and rushed towards the Ming Zun.

Zhang Jin, who turned into a Dharma phase heaven and earth, was about ten thousand feet high. The giant, which was only a hundred feet in size, was like a mole ant in Zhang Jin's eyes. The Eastern Emperor clock in his hand covered the giant in it only once, and then Zhang Jin recovered to its original size.

After recovery, the Donghuang bell floating above Zhang Jin's head shook violently and made a deafening sound.

This is refining the giant among them. Becoming a part of the power of the Eastern imperial bell will consume a lot of mind and energy.

However, Zhang Jin must do this. Otherwise, giving this mingzun opportunity is not depriving Zhang Jin of his future!

”You dare!”

Ming Zun saw that he had worked hard to refine a giant for more than 100000 years. He hadn't played a little future yet. He was annoyed that he was about to refine Zhang Jin.

But at this time, good thoughts, evil thoughts and ID suddenly jumped in front of him. The good thoughts took the immortal sword to attack. ID and evil thoughts cooperated on one side, three to one.

”Bastard!”

The Ming Zun roared and fought with the three corpses, but not far away, he opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Jin. There was no accident. He just laughed disdainfully and said, ”I looked up at you before. It turns out that your so-called killing saint is so barren. It is estimated that any semi Saint may be richer than you, The silver knife in your hand is a little useful. Others are good for nothing. Indeed, you are the weakest saint. ”

”Heaven and earth don't recognize you. You got the so-called Hongmeng purple gas with your own ability. Otherwise, it should be the ancestor of the Styx river who killed the saint, not you. You are nothing but a loss of good luck, but even so, you are still abandoned by heaven and earth.”

”I really don't know. What can you be proud of after becoming a saint? Is this your proud capital? I can't see it. It's really not a general shame!”

Zhang Jin smiled with evil spirits. For the efforts of Ming Zun and the achievements of Ming Zun, Zhang Jin almost belittled them. In many ways, they were almost hit to the point of collapse by Zhang Jin.

Ming Zun is also angry and angry. It's not too much to say that he is furious now.

He wanted to kill Zhang Jin, but he couldn't get through it at all. The three people, good and evil thoughts and ID, were themselves a collection of various mysteries, almost like conceivable mysteries. The system could analyze them and transmit them all to the three. Therefore, even if the Ming Zun had rich experience in actual combat, he couldn't get away, but he could only be suppressed and couldn't move.