I am a thousand-year-old giant tree with a system plug-in

Chapter 142 What Are You Playing Me?

The bronze bell of suppressing demons guards the Buddha's real body, and the tiger's roar of the soul-eating tiger demon has no effect.

On the contrary, the Buddha's real body raised his hands, and in an instant dozens of Buddha's palm imprints were made, and then blasted towards the Soul Eater Tiger Demon.

And the angle is extremely tricky, if the Soul Eater Tiger Demon avoids these dozens of Buddha palm imprints, then the Buddha palm imprints will go straight to the altar of the demon god, destroying the altar in one fell swoop.

The Soul-devouring Tiger Demon was not stupid, he naturally saw the trajectory of the attack, cursed treacherously in his heart, and then the tiger's body shook, and the body quickly swelled to the size of the Buddha's real body.

And there is a sinister aura lingering all over his body, as if a giant tiger is flying in the clouds, and scales appear on his gray skin.

It's really weird.

"Forcing me to spend a lot of evil spirits to display the giant tiger appearance. Damn! It's a big loss!"

The tiger demon roared again, and its roar resounded for dozens of miles.

Of the dozens of imprints of Buddha's palms, the previous dozen were shattered abruptly by this roar.

Then the tiger demon raised its right front paw and shattered the remaining imprints of the Buddha's palm, but more than a dozen imprints of the Buddha's palm escaped the attack of the tiger demon, and hit the tiger demon's body, bursting with noise.

Although it was a long story, in reality everything happened in just over [-] seconds.

Many monks and other living beings on the ground were shocked by the roar of the tiger and the continuous explosion, and those with lower strength were shaken out of their bodies, and then fell to the ground and passed out.

On the city wall, the sound of the tiger howling earlier made Lu Ye's head so painful that he fell down and rolled on the ground like Monkey King who had been cast under a spell.

And the continuous explosions that followed made Lu Ye, who was already tortured and extremely weak, shed tears of regret why he listened to the bald donkey's nonsense and didn't go down early to avoid the aftermath of the battle.

Now he can only cover his ears, hoping that he can suffer less torture, but the effect is minimal. He feels that there is a super huge gong in each of his left and right ears being slapped vigorously, which makes him very uncomfortable.

The elders of the big clan on the side were not much better at this time, they couldn't protect themselves, so they could only force their minds to stabilize, otherwise they would end up like Lu Ye.

This is really a fight between the gods, and the scum suffers!
You fucking bald donkey, why don't you give me some protective measures before you fight!
What about watching the battle with peace of mind?That's it?Dead bald donkey!How dare you play me!
Even though Lu Ye was in great pain, he never forgot to curse Minghui viciously in his heart a hundred times, a thousand times.

You bastard, you run the train with your mouth full, if you weren't so powerful, your face would have been as fat as the fat fairy boy of the living Buddha Ji Kilometer in the previous life from my beating!
If you hadn't succumbed to your despotic power, labor and management would have ended up like this?

Lu Ye's dominant personality was originally Lu Mu's dark and flamboyant side.

At this time, Minghui played a role invisibly, so that what should have been a yin person ended up being yin, how can I swallow this breath.

I have already recorded this account in my heart.

Now I am five years old, and my strength is not very good, so I will be six years old, seven years old and eight years old. . .Anyway, many years old!

When I become stronger, you can see if I appreciate you!
Now there are two battlefields in the sky, five fairyland high-end combat forces are fighting (the corpse demon is also converted into a fairyland for easy calculation), where is it possible to conduct normal offensive and defensive battles on the ground.

Whether it is the soldiers of the Great Qin or the soldiers of the Corpse Demon, all of them are now enduring the aftermath of the battle of the great gods.

That's why these fairyland-level high-end rounds must be played at high altitude or in a different space, otherwise they can just play a few tricks on the ground.

Oh, it took only a few tens of seconds for the two sides to completely annihilate and fight a lonely war.

Going back to the focus of the current war, the statue of the Demon God on the Demon God Altar absorbed more and more Yin Qi, and the stone body seemed to have a sensuality.

Moreover, the supposedly lifeless statue now has a powerful breath of life hidden in it.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Now a sliver of the demon god's divine sense has descended on the statue of the demon god, and after absorbing the corpse spirit for more than ten minutes, the demon god's divine mind can completely descend on this statue, and then activate the Yin Sha Demon Door."

A corpse demon priest looked at the statue of the demon god, clapped his hands, and shouted loudly.

"Why are you so happy now? There are still more than ten minutes left, and the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. Before the last second, you can't take it lightly. Tell all the regular corpse soldiers to come here to protect the altar from being destroyed!"

One of the priests was dissatisfied with the priest just now.

This performance really embarrasses the face of a great demon believer. How was this guy chosen as a demon believer in the first place?

Not at all calm.

The scolded priest had no choice but to put away his smiling face, and then sent a message to the surrounding corpse generals. Suddenly, a pile of corpse soldiers surrounded the altar of the demon god with three layers and three layers outside. Obviously, if it weren't for the five great gods Combat strength, it is estimated that wanting to break in is a bit daunting.

At this time, the reinforcements from Jiange and Daomeng arrived, but they couldn't beat those corpse demon kings with their own strength, and they couldn't break through the impenetrable demon god altar that surrounded them.

The reinforcements from the two forces looked at each other:
"Brother, do you want to fight?"

"What the hell? With our strength, it's too small for a corpse demon to stuff his teeth!"

"Then... go back?"

"What do you say?"

After arriving for less than a few minutes, they hurriedly flew back. When are you planning to move the rescuers?

I'm here to check the news, okay?If you want to fight, you are fighting with the same level. I don't accept the Almighty.

At this time, due to being illuminated by the Buddha's real body before, a large amount of corpse evil energy was purified. The priest saw that the statue of the demon god could only swallow less and less corpse energy, and suddenly became short of breath.

Damn monk Buddha! (emm, it is defaulted here that there were monks dressed like Minghui who came to the world of corpse demons before, and then claimed to be monks and Buddhas or something.)
"Commanders, please bring back all the cannon fodder corpses that are still alive, and use their lives as sacrifices, otherwise, the success will only fall short in the end, hurry up!"

A priest looked at this situation and became very anxious. The evil spirit of the corpse demon has no effect on the statue of the demon god. The evil spirit must be assimilated by the rules of heaven and earth after the death of the creature, and become the evil spirit of the corpse again.

Otherwise, with so many corpse demon soldiers present, it would be enough to pass a little evil spirit.

After hearing the words, several corpse demon generals hesitated for a while, then flew away and headed for the front battlefield.

Three or four minutes later, several demon generals returned, followed by a large group of restrained remaining cannon fodder corpses.

The demon general came to the sky above the statue of the demon god, and then they all worked together to throw the cannon fodder corpse demons tied up into "zongzi" one after another into the vortex of the evil spirit of the corpse.

Then the "rope" condensed by the evil spirit shrank sharply under the control of the general, directly strangling the corpse demons in half, and then quickly assimilated by the laws of heaven and earth, becoming the spirit of corpse evil.

The regular zombie soldiers below all looked at each other coldly, without any fluctuation in expression. In the barracks, there was also a chain of contempt. Obviously, the corpse soldiers who were used as cannon fodder were not recognized by the regular corpse soldiers at all.

(End of this chapter)