I stack buffs in a weird world!

"Asshole!"

A pair of black wings flapped slightly, and rushed straight to "Ming Xing".

The huge force directly brought "Ming Xing" back to the space crack.

Seeing this scene, Kui Zhen's face flashed with worry. In her heart, few people can match her man, but this black-robed monk gave her a different feeling.

It seems that the momentum is stronger than before.

At this time, Zhang Yang no longer thought about anything else, and his heart was filled with boundless anger. If he hadn't taken that palm just now.

Not only the entire Western Region Town is finished, but even Kui Zhen can't survive under the palm.

This nightmare Buddha has completely touched his reverse scale.

"I want you to die!"

Zhang Yang began to use his magical powers and spells without reservation, and the whole turbulence was filled with the true fire of the sun.

The annihilation divine light was used without reservation like a machine gun.

Even the magical power of the sun and the moon in the sky, whether it is useful or not, was used.

That is to say, in the space turbulence, if it were in another place, I'm afraid it would have been destroyed long ago.

In this way, "Ming Xing" was only suppressed for a short time!

The suppressed "Ming Xing" still had a cold face and said the first sentence after descending, "Hmm... Yin and Yang Creation Power?"

"Ming Xing" looked at Zhang Yang strangely. He never thought that Yin and Yang Creation Power could be related to this Qiongqi.

It was obviously a combination that was completely unrelated.

"Heh... That's all."

"Ming Xing" shook his head. The meteorite fell on him and did not cause any harm at all.

As soon as the voice fell, a layer of black film on "Ming Xing" stretched out dense tentacles like a disgusting beetle.

Then these tentacles began to self-ignite to form black flames that burned on Ming Xing's body.

Zhang Yang's face changed, and the claws pressing on "Ming Xing" felt a sharp pain, and were stained with the curse power attached to the black flames.

This cursed black flame actually began to slowly erode the skin protected by the demonic energy, and began to dissolve the flesh and blood.

Zhang Yang rarely felt pain.

"Fuck, this thing..."

He could feel that the curse power was the same as the curse power on the back of his hand before.

But the amount was different.

The pain constantly stimulated Zhang Yang, further arousing his ferocity.

"Damn it, I'm going to tear you apart alive today."

While speaking, the immortal rope given by Bai Suzhen flew directly out of the ring and, under Zhang Yang's control, tied to "Ming Xing" who was pressed under his claws.

"Ming Xing" who was tied by the immortal rope paused slightly, and he felt a different energy.

The cursed black flame on his body had no effect on the immortal rope.

So he began to struggle hard, and the immortal rope seemed to break in the next moment.

How could Zhang Yang let him break free? Regardless of the pain in his claws, he began to climb up "Ming Xing's" neck, and he was actually trying to break his neck.

He knew that if he let this guy escape, it would be difficult to find a chance next time.

"Giggle..."

Zhang Yang was exerting all his strength, and the neck of "Ming Xing" made a tooth-grinding sound of bones rubbing against each other.

It seemed that he was only a little bit away from tearing his head apart.

But it was always just a little bit away...

At this time, Zhang Yang was not so relaxed. The flesh and blood on his entire claws had been completely burned by the cursed black flames.

And the black flames also spread through the claws to the whole body.

From a distance, it looked like the Qiongqi monster's body had been half burned, with golden bones everywhere, and occasionally some flesh attached to it.

The whole body looked miserable!

"Hehe..."

"Ming Xing" had no expression on his face, and made a hoarse sound from his mouth, as if he was mocking Zhang Yang.

Half of Zhang Yang's tiger face had been completely burned by the cursed black flames, leaving only the golden skull.

"Laugh? Let's see who can hold on! Fuck..."

A fierce breath emanated from Zhang Yang. He had never thought that Nightmare Buddha was so difficult to deal with.

He had always thought that Nightmare Buddha was just one level higher than himself. He didn't expect that just a clone was equal to himself, or even slightly better.

The whole demon body has reached the critical point, and the characteristics of immortality have erupted.

The burned flesh and blood grew back in a short time.

But the cursed black flames were still burning on his body. Destruction and growth were like two armies resisting each other, reaching a strange balance.

At this time, "Ming Xing" finally had a trace of expression on his face, looking at Zhang Yang strangely, "Interesting! You are actually related to Medicine King Buddha."

'Medicine King Buddha? '

Zhang Yang was slightly stunned, 'Is it because of the immortal body? ’

Seeing Zhang Yang’s expression, “Ming Xing” said coldly: “You don’t even know Medicine King Buddha, it seems to be a coincidence.

Then... I’m relieved.”

If he is really a disciple of Medicine King Buddha, he would still be a little bit afraid.If not, then it doesn't matter.

As soon as the voice fell, the cursed black flames on his body grew stronger, instantly overwhelming the recovery power of the immortal body.

Not only that, the cursed black flames also climbed up Zhang Yang's bones like vines.

Looking at the strange black spells that appeared on the golden bones without interruption, Zhang Yang knew that if he didn't destroy this "Ming Xing", he might really die.

'Calm down! Calm down! There must be a solution, the Nightmare Buddha must have a carrier when he descends...'

Zhang Yang stretched out the claws with only bones left and directly cut towards the chest and abdomen of "Ming Xing".

"There's nothing..."

Let alone the heart, there are no internal organs in the chest and abdomen of "Ming Xing", and there is no golden elixir in the dantian.

How could it be?

Without golden elixir or relics, where does the black Buddha power come from? It can't be generated out of thin air.

Could it be the upper dantian?

Zhang Yang looked directly at the center of the eyebrows of "Ming Xing".

"Ding~"

The claw blade made a metallic collision sound when it came into contact with his skull.

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, "You're so stubborn, let me see what's inside!"

"Ming Xing" still had no expression on his face, but he struggled even harder, and the Immortal Binding Rope was showing signs of breaking.

Zhang Yang knew that time was of no use, so he used all his strength to make a hole in the Dantian on his upper body.

"How is this possible!"

"Ming Xing"'s brain was actually empty!

What on earth was supporting this thing to fight? The curse of the black flame in this life could not be fake.

"Fuck~"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but curse inwardly when he saw the twisted spell on his bones.

He didn't expect that he would encounter such an indescribable thing even though he had become a golden demon.

"Hehe..."

"Ming Xing" seemed to be laughing at Zhang Yang's incompetence, and his eyes just looked at him coldly.

Whether it was a Buddhist cultivator or a demon cultivator, there was a core support in the body after all.

Although this "Ming Xing" has become the incarnation of Nightmare Buddha, it must also have upper Dantian, lower Dantian, internal organs...

Yes, dragon bones!

Zhang Yang's eyes condensed, and the claw blade directly penetrated the chest and abdomen to the position of the dragon bones.