Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 700

"Listen to this voice, could it be that golden reptile?" The Buddha statue behind Tu Cheng Maitreya disappeared, his slightly delicate face, if it had grown long hair or even reversed the posture of men and women, but the aura from his body made Shangguan Even Xiaoyao felt the terrified spirit of hell and ghosts. "Haha, I'm sorry Ying Sigong, I almost forgot your name after so many years."

"Ying Sigong? This name sounds familiar." Shangguan Xiaoyao searched for the memory of his previous life when he heard the three-character name. "Could it be that Mr. Ying Sigong, who manifested his holiness as a golden dragon on the mainland at that time, was so powerful that he was already dead?!"

"Hmph, if I hadn't seen you as a ghostly person, I would have forgotten that there is such a character as you." Ying Sigong snorted, and the five-clawed dragon behind him also let out a strong snort. "You remember clearly the hatred of the First World War. After all these years, you still remember my holy island so much. It's worthy of the grievances I had with you back then!"

Tu Cheng Maitreya didn't explain much, the Zen stick in his hand touched the clouds below him, and a lotus blossomed in front of him immediately, Tu Cheng Maitreya walked forward again and again, and the armor parts spit out from the lotus flower were attached to Maitreya's body.

"I still remember you, Mr. Ying Si should cherish it." As Tu Cheng Maitreya approached with a smile, everyone in the battlefield felt the pressure. Shangguan Xiaoyao even saw that a Zen master in front of him had his Adam's apple up and down creep.

"Huh? You can go first for those who are unsettled in their Taoism." Shangguan Xiaoyao saw Tu Cheng Maitreya flicking his hand casually, and the Zen master who was still swallowing saliva before was separated from his body, with a serious expression on his face It disappeared into the clouds below.

Ying Sigong squinted his eyes, looked at the scene in front of him with the same expression as before, and said to Shangguan Xiaoyao: "The Zen master of Tianchan Holy Land is called useless meat by this guy, and he is also his younger brother's opponent influenced by this guy. The next life kills Suiquan, and if he remembers it in the future, don't use people in the Tianchan Holy Land as a threat, in his eyes, only his brother Tianchan is the one who really cares."

Shangguan Xiaoyao was also puzzled. What he felt at the moment of the shot just now was not the majestic aura of ordinary Zen masters, but rather similar to the exercises used by monks in the dead world and the Nether Holy Land.

"Don't guess, this guy was rejected by the Heavenly Chan Holy Land because of his lack of talent for meditation. In the end, this guy ran to a city controlled by evil cultivators and killed all the monks and common people in the city in order to prove his Zen nature. , All of them will be defiled as evil places in the world, and when the truth comes out, he will already be a venerable, and the nickname of Tu Cheng Maitreya was given to him by Mr. Yingsi." Yin Zhiyao fell beside Shangguan Xiaoyao, whispering Shangguan Xiaoyao explained.

"Since then, the friendship between my father and him has been severed, and we have turned enemies." The dragon behind Ying Sigong and the huge Maitreya Buddha who has been slaughtered into Maitreya have disappeared, and the two people look at each other as if they are still affectionate friends. . "I didn't expect that this guy has now become a half-human, half-ghost monster, and even the Zen meaning that he used to express at the beginning has now become this demon whistling sound."

"I can't, I can't be compared with a ghost like you who has become obsessed." Waving his hands, Tu Cheng Maitreya sarcastically said against Ying Sigong. "You, a person who doesn't understand the rules and reason, actually thinks to forcefully break through the confinement to reach the God Realm, and ends up becoming the soul of this half-step god but dissipating the body! It's ridiculous!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao turned his head in surprise and looked at the Sigong Ying beside him. Unexpectedly, this man did not die, nor was he a demon, but stood standing in the sky with an upright soul condensed entity!

"All the Zen masters step back! A bunch of pigs!" Tu Cheng Maitreya's handsome face showed no anger, but all the Zen masters in the sky quickly fell to the ground tremblingly.

"As for you, I will raise my hand today and help you to save together." Tu Cheng Maitreya raised his head proudly to look at the dragon souls all over the sky, and finally his eyes returned to the faces of Shangguan Xiaoyao and the other three in front of them. "Where are you two? Are you planning to go to the honey land immediately or become a dead soul first?"

"If you don't try, how do you know that you can save the two of us?" The soul master battle body was summoned immediately, but it was only set off against Shangguan Xiaoyao's back. "The strength gap between us may not be as big as you think."

Tu Cheng Maitreya raised his hand with a smile on his face, pointing at Shangguan Xiaoyao with his five fingers together, "I just want to try, the so-called small gap between us?"

A big hand at the same height as the city wall silently appeared directly in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao.

Shangguan Xiaoyao was slapped into a meat paste without any resistance, and the sparse blood splashed out behind him.

"Did you just die like that? It turned out to be just a show." Still with the same smile on his face, Tu Cheng Maitreya put away his palms indifferently, and said with his arms clasped together in front of him.

But the battle body of the soul master did not dissipate, standing behind Yin Zhiyao with an indifferent expression.

Mr. Ying Si was not calm anymore, he was already full of anger, and he grabbed Tu Cheng Maitreya directly with his claws: "Those who have dragon veins are all from the real dragon holy land, you dare to kill my disciples from the holy land emperor realm, what a big one!" Take it out for me to have a look!"

The two dragon claws crossed left and right, and snaked towards Tu Cheng Maitreya, but Maitreya took out a string of sandalwood beads without any fear, and threw it at the dragon claw.

Dragon Claw easily broke up the sandalwood string, and continued to rush towards Tu Cheng Maitreya.

"Come on!" Tu Cheng Maitreya yelled, and the sandalwood strings were connected into a ring again in an instant, and the claws of Sigong Ying were tightly bound!

Seeing this, Sigong Ying hurriedly drew his claws back, but he didn't expect that his claws seemed to be out of control and there was no response in the air.

The smile on Tu Cheng Maitreya's face was even bigger, standing there pretending to be relaxed with a Zen stick, watching Si Gong's struggles: "Si Gong, I have spent hundreds of years preparing this sandalwood skewer for you specially. Yes, does it feel comfortable?"

"Okay, you are indeed my old friend!" Ying Sigong smiled angrily, his eyes widened. "But I don't guarantee that your sandalwood beads can withstand the fire!"

"A scholar, with a life of three feet!" A folding fan appeared out of nowhere, and accompanied by the sound of calm magic formulas, flames burned on the folding fan, and the invisible string on the sandalwood beads was cut off completely in an instant, and Maitreya was slaughtered. I lost contact with this string of sandalwood beads in my mind. "The bead is not bad, Xiaoyao boy will take it now!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao's green shirt and white robe once again appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"How come you didn't die! Under my palm prints, your soul should have been sent to the honey land!" Tu Cheng Maitreya shouted in surprise. "No, it's not right!"

"It seems that there is one more person who rejected your promotion." Yingsi Gong Longyan was very happy, and the long beard on his face was shaking uncontrollably. "Well, are you in a good mood?"

Tu Cheng Maitreya could no longer keep his smiling face this time, and his distorted expression shone in Shangguan Xiaoyao's pupils: "If I want you to die, you must die, this is the law!"

Tu Cheng Maitreya's face was reflected in Shangguan Xiaoyao's pupils, but Tu Cheng Maitreya did not see any negative emotions from Shangguan Xiaoyao.

I don't know when the defensive array of Tianlong Holy Land in the back has disappeared, and the real dragon's power has spread.

"I want to try, who can kill a mere supreme Zen master under my hands!" With this roar, the sky was dyed golden in an instant, and the real dragon prestige was permeated as far as everyone could see with the naked eye. and the farthest.

Dragon Ancestor, also known as Tianlong Shengzun, is the strongest single player on the entire continent, and can even be said to be the strongest in confrontation.

Tianlong Shengzun is slightly different from ordinary dragons. His body is much shorter than other golden dragons, but he is more majestic. The mane on his back is slightly sparse but much longer than normal dragons, floating behind his head until half his body length.

"Eat my anger!" The Heavenly Dragon Lord has not yet transformed into a human form, the huge dragon's mouth is directly facing Tucheng Maitreya, and Maitreya can even see the throat that is emitting heat.

At this time, Shangguan Xiaoyao retreated lightly, the figure of Supreme Zen Master who should have reached the front door was completely swallowed by the flames, and the hot air made Shangguan Xiaoyao feel a little uncomfortable.

While spitting out flames, the Heavenly Dragon Lord also let out a huge whistling sound, and there were huge boulders rolling down from the mountain peaks hundreds of meters below.

"Are you dead?" The voice of Tianlong Shengzun was filled with endless anger, and he stopped the dragon's breath and looked in front of him. "Not dead! Stop running!"

Tu Cheng Maitreya has lost that evil spirit for a long time, and now he is turning into a streamer and flying away into the distance, and the one who is chasing after him is Mr. Ying Si.

Tianlong Shengzun blocked Tu Cheng Maitreya in an instant, and arbitrarily knocked his forward path with his shoulders with golden scales. Before Tu Cheng Maitreya could react, he slammed his head against a mountain on the ground.

"Zhiyao, let's go down too!" Apart from the floating True Dragon Holy Land in mid-air, there was nothing else, Shangguan Xiaoyao took Yin Zhiyao's hand and was about to go down.

"Hold on, benefactor!"

A dragon's roar came from behind, and Shangguan Xiaoyao and Yin Zhiyao's movements just started stopped. "Who?!"

"Stop, benefactor. I am the servant of Long Zu's imperial servant. I persuaded the two benefactors only because the three half-step gods were fighting fiercely. Long Zu might hurt the two benefactors, so I am here to persuade the two benefactors." To Shangguan Xiaoyao's expectation, the person who stopped the two of them in mid-air didn't have any dragon aura on him, and was just a mere human monk at the seventh level of the Emperor Realm. "My name is Li Hefeng. I would like to apologize to my two benefactors for my abruptness, and I hope that you will follow me into the Holy Island for a while."

Before Li Hefeng's words fell, a huge roar appeared from below, and Yin Zhiyao saw a huge boulder the size of a hill flying up to the sky with dirt.

"This way please, both of you." Shangguan Xiaoyao looked down, and within a few words, the battle was so fierce that there were no people in sight, so he could only follow Li Hefeng into the holy land.

(End of this chapter)