Reborn Zombie Supreme

The six-eared macaque is one foot taller during the day and another ten feet taller at night.

Without any cultivation, the physical body has the strength of an immortal, and after meeting water and transforming into a dragon, the strength can be increased by 50%!

He Cheng soaked himself in his own blood and transformed into a dragon.

Although He Cheng knew that Zhen Yuanzi had powerful spells, otherwise he would not deliberately anger Zhen Yuanzi, but he did not expect that the magic in Zhen Yuanzi's sleeves could trap people so much. It was not a magic circle space at all, but A truly small world!

It is impossible to escape without the ability to break through walls.

Fortunately, this Xiaoqian world is very unstable. The full power of He Chenghan's body can cause the world to shake. And after he meets water and turns into a dragon, he can easily break through the world barrier of Xiaoqian world.

This is also the first time He Cheng transforms into a dragon.

His strength has increased by at least 50% compared to when he was a Drought Demon!

The dragon's tail swayed from side to side in the air, causing strong winds that spread for more than ten miles.

The flames breathed out from the breath are filled with poison and evil flames, and have a lot of power of resentment. If ordinary gods are accidentally contaminated, it will be like walking in the eighteenth level of hell. The mana all over the body will be tainted, and the true spirit will be like white jade. Stained with smelly mud.

If there is no physical body, the monks whose souls leave the body are even worse. If they roll around in He Cheng's breath, they can declare that they will not be destined for the great road in this life, and their cultivation will only decrease and it will be difficult to improve.

"Roar!"

He Cheng swallowed Zhen Yuanzi in one gulp, and he was clever. The problem was that Zhen Yuanzi didn't know how strong he was after transforming into a dragon.

Not to mention Zhen Yuanzi, even He Cheng knew that he would be stronger after meeting water and transforming into a dragon, but he never thought that he would be so powerful. From then on, he could only fight against Zhen Yuanzi, losing more and winning less. , became equal to each other.

If he were to be killed unexpectedly again, the Golden Immortal Realm would become He Cheng's belly food.

upgrade!

upgrade!

He was promoted to two levels in a row, and he also gained the magical power of "knowing everything within his sleeves".

Compared with the fake magical power that He Cheng obtained from Zhong Kui, it was infinitely better.

"Hiccup~"

The evil dragon raised his head and burped. Only a Golden Immortal could be promoted to this point. Even if he had eaten all the masters in the world, He Cheng would not be able to be promoted to Da Luo.

Compared with He Cheng's relaxed and comfortable mood, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva's heart was completely cold.

At the beginning, he was going around in circles and was unwilling to use all his strength. He just planned to capture the golden haired animal and use it as his mount. Moreover, although the golden haired animal has no magic power, its physical strength is no less than that of the middle stage golden immortal. It is a life-threatening fighting style. , Guanshiyin did not dare to be distracted.

Now that the Immortal Zhenyuan who came with him buried Longkou, he still understood the meaning of death and coldness.

He Cheng was also decisive. A pair of fleshy wings flapped gently, carrying a strong wind that filled the sky, like a two-hundred-foot-long city wall surrounding it, completely covering Guanyin Bodhisattva!

The dragon opens its mouth and bites.

As a higher level of the Drought Demon, the golden haired beast is simply improved in strength and speed, allowing it to transform into streaks of golden light around Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Besieged by two phases, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is unable to resist.

The mutton-fat jade pure bottle was raised, the mouth of the bottle was spinning, and it hit the golden haired dragon on the head. Guanshiyin used 100% of his strength, but it only staggered the golden haired dragon, and it just fell twenty feet onto the head of the cloud. Then he came to his senses.

The golden-haired dragon turned around and climbed onto the two-hundred-foot-long evil dragon, running along the dragon's spine. He saw golden light criss-crossing it, and it hit Guanyin Bodhisattva like a golden arrow.

The dragon's tail turned in a circle, and the half-mile-long dragon's tail swept across like a pillar of heaven, hitting Guanyin Bodhisattva with golden light.

Click~

The guardian spirit trembled.

Fortunately, Yu Jing Ping followed closely and blocked the sweeping dragon's tail, and resisted the vicious bite of the golden fur dragon to prevent Guanyin Bodhisattva from falling in one blow.

"General Drought and Plague, why is this so? Do you still remember that you and I spent four days to save the evildoers?"

"Remember clearly"

The dragon's head stopped in front of Guanyin, and the sea of ​​fire breathed out from his breath burned half of the sky red.

"You also have good thoughts in your heart, why don't you put down the butcher knife? If you take refuge in my Buddha, you don't have to run around like a mouse crossing the street, and you can walk on the right path, promote Buddhism, and educate the world."

"Bodhisattva, I am strong and you are weak now. How can I listen to what you mean? I joined Lingshan to save my own life?"

He Chenglong turned his head and looked to the west, "I am a very stingy person. I want to take revenge and complain."

The dragon's head turned back, the third blood eye between his brows was fixed on Guanyin, and his voice was like thunder: "I want to slaughter Lingshan, who dares to stop me!"

"Amitabha!"

The golden light above his head was shining brightly, and among the Buddha's light flickering, a 16-foot-tall fat monk sat on the lotus platform and looked at He Cheng with a smile: "General Drought and Plague, we meet again."

"Tathagata!"

He Cheng stared at Tathagata Buddha with three eyes. As for the group of Arhats, Bodhisattvas, Jialan Jieyi, etc. behind him, He Cheng regarded them as nothing.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they see each other again.

"General Drought and Plague is going to massacre Lingshan. I have brought all the Buddhas from Lingshan. How about it?"

Tathagata looked at He Cheng with a smile, the sarcasm in his words could not be clearer.

"Tathagata, do you really think you can defeat me?"

He Cheng suddenly laughed, "Or do you think these idiots can have any impact on me?"

"Amitabha!"

The Tathagata only said "Amitabha" and then remained silent. His apparent meaning was very clear: I have determined that you cannot defeat me, let alone hurt everyone behind me, Buddha.

"It seems that Tathagata came today. In addition to suppressing me, he also wanted to suppress me absolutely. Why, is he afraid that someone will come to rob me? Or is there something on me that Tathagata must capture me for?"

He Cheng carefully thought about the things on his body, and there were only two things that Tathagata could appreciate.

One is the system, which can upgrade by killing enemies, and the more you kill, the stronger you become.

Although Tathagata is a Buddha, if he can become stronger as he kills and there is never an upper limit to his improvement, Tathagata would probably be moved.

The second is time travel, which can open the door to heaven and travel to many worlds. It has an unparalleled attraction for Tathagata to promote his Dharma and spread teachings.

Of these two things, one cannot be separated from his body without knowing how, and the other cannot be handed over easily.

Level 120-Tathagata Buddha

Although it was only one level higher than Guanshiyin, the feeling given by Tathagata to He Cheng was already transcending the Golden Immortal.

It is estimated that he has reached the "Da Luo" realm.

"Tathagata! I want to see how you protect these bald donkeys in my hands!"

Surrounded by golden light and with the sound of Buddha in their ears, the Buddhas and Arhats surrounded He Cheng with a siege.

On the two-hundred-foot-long double-winged flying dragon body, the golden-haired tiger looked at each Buddha with eager eyes, as if choosing the soft persimmon that would kill with one strike!

"Ouch!"

He Cheng ran straight into Tathagata.

"Amitabha, bring about your own destruction!"

Tathagata, who had been drooping his eyelids, suddenly opened his eyes, like a lion waking up, and the Buddha's palm was aimed at He Cheng and struck down. In the palm, there are the world of heaven and earth, and there are Buddhas in the Buddha country. One strike of the palm is like a world being slammed down on the head!

The Buddha's palm hit He Cheng, but He Cheng's body was easily broken into two pieces with a "pop". The part where He Cheng was struck was like holding a hundred mountains, and it immediately hit the ground.

"The gap is too big!"

He Cheng also didn't expect that he would be promoted from a drought demon to a golden-haired beast, from a heavenly immortal to a golden immortal. Facing the Tathagata, he would just change from an ant to a sparrow!

The sparrow can at least peck out the eyes!

"kill!"

He had already come to a conclusion in his mind.

The separated bodies flew past both sides of Tathagata in an instant and merged into one.

Roar! !

He Chengru was like the burning torch and crashed into the ant nest.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

Balls of golden blood mist exploded, and the Buddha and Arhats instantly turned into balls of blood mist when faced with the impact of a two-hundred-foot gathering.

And He Cheng also seized the time to absorb the Buddha's blood.

The dragon's tail swung left and right, and ten Jialan fell.

The dragon's head opened, like a huge mouth opened in the sky, and magical powers fell into the mouth. It did not stir up any smoke and dust. Instead, the Arhats were unable to escape and were swallowed into his mouth one by one by He Cheng.

The golden fur dragon jumped up and turned into golden light, its neck shook slightly, and the purple golden bell rolled up the black smoke of killing and killed wildly. The Buddha who was wrapped in it could not escape!

In three breaths, two figures, one large and one small, killed more than three hundred people on the spot!

And the number of casualties is still rising!