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Chapter 792
Seeing the defeat in the competition, Di Weiyang was neither happy nor sad, which made the soldiers of the four major military regions secretly admire him.
After all, when the little monster Jin Chi was defeated, the leader of the Jinhuang Sect put on the painful mask.
When the brothers Yu Wenchou and Yu Wudi were defeated, the leader of the Yu Sect was as if his mother had died.
When Ye Feng was defeated, the mad king was hysterical and almost rushed to kill people.
King Yan's eyes flickered, and he was full of praise: "You are worthy of being someone I admire. A woman is even more generous than these lords and vassal kings."
King Tianwu glanced at him and pointed at Yang Tingjun in the distance: "Your brother-in-law is still over there. Why don't you say a few words of dog-licking? Do you never want to see your wife again?"
"What I said are the truth that everyone knows. Licking ass."
King Yan took a peek at the aging Canglong Emperor, and thought to himself why this old beast raised by a bitch is still alive. If he couldn't beat him, he would kill this damn old guy who caused people to break up their families as soon as possible.
The third princess of the Deep Sea King's Court showed her glory and attracted much attention.
She muttered to herself, my father told me that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers on the mainland, but it seems that it's just like this.
It's okay that there is no one who can fight, and there is no beauty.
She didn't want to insult anyone, she just wanted to go back to her hometown in the deep sea.
The Sky Punishment Knight looked lonely and completely reduced to a background board.
He was too embarrassed to talk to Saint Yingyue.
As high-spirited as he was when he came out, he felt so embarrassed at the moment.
How could a genius who could come to participate in the military district competition have ever lost in his life before?
The more motivated and motivated a person is, the harder it is to swallow the bitter fruit of such a failure.
But losing... is losing.
The Heavenly Punishment Knight took a deep breath and happened to notice that "Lee Sin" was the first to advance. He felt even more uncomfortable. The Soul Emperor had advanced, and he was actually a little unwilling.
If he had been luckier and drawn this Li Sin, he would probably be in the top three.
He shook his head and quickly adjusted his mood and stepped down. He didn't want to lose his temper and bark. That would not only mean losing the competition, but also losing dignity, which was really embarrassing.
"The Temple of Light has been defeated, but my Dark Temple will never follow in the footsteps of the Temple of Light."
The ghostly Son of Darkness whispered confidently, staring at the little monk who was still eating beside Yang Jinghong, his mouth full of oil and gnawing on the big pig's trotter, his eyes were deep and firm.
"The two great temples are fighting, and my generation should regain the upper hand."
"Junior sister, the glory of the Dark Temple that you lost in the World Championship, I will help you get it back."
As Gui Miesheng took a step, the ghost energy under his feet rose, and he climbed the stairs step by step and came to the ring.
The little monk who was facing him had just finished gnawing on the big pig's hoof, sucking on the bone stick, floating up in the air, with food residue on his hands. He casually wiped it on the purple gold cassock and put his hands together: "Ghost donor, the little monk counted with his fingers today, you should not fight, you should raise your hands and surrender, please give the hungry little monk a meal."
The eyes of the spectators were all wide open,
You are a kind-hearted little monk, and you lied to beg for food as soon as you opened your mouth?
Luo Fanchen was speechless,
He was very curious, it was said that among the eight precepts of Buddhism, which one did this kid give up?
Gui Miesheng was not angry at the flashy little monk. He looked at his opponent and said, "This saint can see that you are a master. No need to say more, just start the fight."
"Amitabha!"
The little monk said seriously, "Since the donor is bent on being abused, then the little monk will fulfill the donor's wish."
"Arrogant!"
With the order of Elder Shangshan,
Gui Miesheng took action immediately, and the billowing black smoke covered half of the sky of the ring. Countless black ghost hands stretched out from the black smoke and grabbed the little monk.
At the same time, the ground was filled with a swamp condensed by the power of darkness, and countless skull bone spurs pierced out. When the little monk was about to be pierced into a sieve, he suddenly stretched out his white and tender palm covered with oil and slapped forward.
In an instant, the lapis lazuli island ring shook, and the sound of Sanskrit rose up. A golden Buddha suddenly appeared in the world, and golden lotus emerged from the ground, and infinite golden Buddha light rippled.
All the skeletons stained with golden light melted like ice and snow in an instant.
The golden Buddha pushed his hands together and smashed the dark hand released by the black fog in an instant...
"Fifth Soul Skill: Three-Life Stone·Death Water!"
"Gudong, gulp!"
Gui Miesheng stepped on the ground, and countless dark ripples spread out in circles. The ground bloomed with strange black enchanting dark flowers. All the Buddha's light golden lotuses were instantly corroded and polluted. The ground began to surge with highly corrosive black water, corroding the little monk's golden Emperor Tathagata martial soul and body.
"Third Soul Skill: Brahma·Vajra Warrior!"
The little monk looked solemn and pinched the seal. Nine Vajra Warriors appeared in an instant. He opened his mouth and swallowed. All the black water was swallowed into his stomach and purified into black smoke from the tip of his nose, which spread to the sky and lost its killing power.Injury.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Dead Spirit Storm."
"Third Soul Skill: Ghost Gate Shock——"
"Open!"
The dark wind blew, and it seemed that thousands of ghosts were roaring in the black wind. The sun dimmed. In the dark wind, an ancient bronze door appeared, with a demon Rakshasa carved on it, lifelike. The ghost gate opened and hundreds of ghosts descended.
The people outside the arena felt numb and trembled.
After all, the scene in front of them was really weird. It was not a normal soul master at all.
The descendants of the Dark Temple were really more evil than each other.
However, in the dark arena, suddenly a golden fist print burst out with infinite Buddha light, blasting through the black clouds, suppressing thousands of ghosts, and shattering the door.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Big Sun Burning·Drunken Buddha Arhat Fist."
The little monk has merged with the Golden Emperor Tathagata Martial Soul, his figure climbed up, and the little bald head turned into a big monk, with a dazzling red dot on his forehead, punching violently, killing in front of Gui Mie Sheng, the martial soul hidden in the dark death behind Gui Mie Sheng finally showed its true appearance, and it was a man with a withered body. The two merged into one, and slapped the palm covered with dark armor and the little monk hard.
"Another humanoid martial soul?"
"Such a pure breath of death, is this guy the god of death???"
"First Soul Skill: Amplification!"
"Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants·Vajra Power!"
"Second Soul Skill: Wisdom Eyes-Open!
The little monk was surrounded by dragon and elephant phantoms roaring, and a pure golden horizontal eye opened in his heart. The moment it opened, it was reflected on Gui Mie Sheng, instantly revealing the weakness of the moves, and slapped it backhandedly: "Lanta Secret Technique: Thousand-Handed Buddha! "
The Buddha's shadow was dim, his arms were endless, and he beat Gui Mie Sheng's armor to pieces.
However, the flesh of Gui Mie Sheng exposed under the dark armor made everyone's scalp numb, and even the little monk immediately flew back...
Luo Fanchen's eyes widened, staring in shock...