Chapter 1022 (2/2)

The body of Jinlian Buddha still goes to the saint of Longtang, and the terrible pressure comes.

At last, the saints of the West look dignified.

In the body of Jinlian Buddha, they feel the danger. Especially the blood clan, the saint of the middle period of the earth immortal, has a jump of eyelids.

A look of shock.

Although I don't know why this young and shameful younger generation has such a strong prestige.

But intuition tells him that if he wants to stop Jinlian Buddha from going to the Dragon hall saint, he may have to pay a great price.

So he stepped back with the saints of the Western holy city and the werewolf.

”You The Dragon hall saint's face changed dramatically, and he looked unbelievable.

His allies abandoned him. What made him angry most was that he didn't take his life as a matter at all.

It's like a lion who meets a tiger in the jungle and wants to snatch his prey.

When weighing the pros and cons, choose to give up their prey.

Pure is not the same level of existence.

The face of the saint of the Dragon hall is very changeable. Suddenly, the fierce light in his eyes soars, and the magic power comes out. A dragon song resounds, and the power of the earth immortal spreads out.

It is nothing in the eyes of Jinlian Buddha that can frighten the Chinese warriors.In a flash, the body of Jinlian Buddha stretched out a finger.

In a flash, everything was quiet.

Only the sound of the Yangtze river rushing.

The power of Longyin and Dixian dissipates.

There is a blood hole in the chest of the saint of the Dragon hall, overflowing with blood. One centimeter from the heart, or he will fall.

It's more terrible than breaking his heart.

This shows that the young man's control of power has reached a level of perfection.

Without any hesitation, the saint of the Dragon hall roared. It seemed that the Dragon roared for a long time, from long to high.

The water of the Yangtze River surges and bursts into waves.

A hundred meter water dragon, lowering its head, looks at the body of Jinlian Buddha, then bends down and impacts.

Boom!

Golden Lotus Buddha body scorns a smile, in the pupil of the moon, shoots out a piece of blood light.

All 100 meter water jets, blow them up.

The saint of the Dragon hall was really frightened. His card was nothing in front of Jinlian Buddha. A sense of oppression from the soul level made him understand that he was not an opponent and decided to retreat.

”Hum, boy, we'll have...

before the last word is spoken, it suddenly stops, a dull hum rings out, and then a terrible cry comes out.

It's like hitting an iron wall and getting a concussion.

Then the space began to shrink, as if it had been squeezed. Even the four limbs, bones and viscera of the saints of the Dragon hall are distorted and deformed into Mahua.

Every inch of capillaries are bleeding beads.

”What kind of magic power is this?”

”Spare my life --”

the saint of dragon hall only had time to make the last sound of begging for mercy, and his body was directly squeezed into a ball of blood cells, and then exploded completely in the ring fingers of Jinlian Buddha.

This scene, like an artist finishing a work of art, is very beautiful.

But it's a fear from the bottom of the soul.

”Next, it's your turn.”

”As I said, there's only one chance, but you know you don't cherish it --”

the Jinlian Buddha turned around, looked at the blood saint, the werewolf saint and the saint of the Western holy city, and said coldly, ”are you coming one by one?”

”Or together?”