Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Chaldea Reappears

Qin Zifeng listened to the sounds of battle around him and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Looking at the magic array in front of Semiramis, the huge hanging garden has taken shape, and it is close to 72 hours, as long as it lasts a little longer.

Qin Zifeng sighed, originally today was going to give the heroes a holiday. As a result, when he encountered this kind of thing, he also wanted to know what was going on? Those three guys couldn't have appeared in this world for no reason. Who exactly is behind the move?

The people around him couldn't attack for a long time, and their faces were ugly. They also want to know why these heroic spirits are so strong, why the Chaldeans now have such strong strength, why don't they expand their influence and grab resources, if it is a lighthouse country, they would have already started to grab it.

People looked at the purple light and couldn't help but sigh. This secret treasure is a grape that they can't pick, big and full, but they can't reach it and don't want to throw it.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a monk in a brown robe appeared in the air, wearing a robe inlaid with many jewels. He looked at the people below with a kind look on his face, bowed his head and said,

"Amitabha Buddha." Don't come unharmed, benefactors! Many

of the transcendent beings below became terrified. They all started talking.

"I lean! What's going on, why is this guy faxing?

"How dare he appear, but because he wanted to cultivate and kill a town person, he was wanted by the alliance!" Now this fierce monk still dares to appear.

The monk's eyes narrowed slightly, he was wanted by the Alliance. But if he gets this secret treasure, he can soar into the sky, let alone the alliance, even if those old monsters come, he is not afraid. He wants to build his own Buddha kingdom, he wants to become a Buddha!

Qin Zifeng looked into the air, this monk's aura was the strongest he had ever seen so far, and he might have crossed the A level, which was the intensity of the S level. But so what?

Smoke and dust suddenly rose beside Qin Zifeng, and Spartacus jumped up and smashed the fax monk with an iron rod in his hand. The fax monk said with a relaxed face: "Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk sees that this object is related to my Buddha, it is better to cut his love and give this object to my Buddha." Saying

that, with a flick of his right hand, a blood-red palm print fell heavily on Spartacus from the air, knocking it into the ground. Spartacus slowly stood up, his left arm dislocated and flicking haphazardly in the air. But Spartacus did not stop, but continued to laugh:

"Oppressor, accept my love——! Spartacus raised his head to look at the fax monk, whose face became a little ugly. He must solve this guy quickly, otherwise the secret treasure may not be his, and he will come out at the risk of being killed!

A blood-red light wheel appeared behind the fax monk's head, and skulls on the light wheel were spinning on it. The corners of the fax monk's mouth rose slightly, the monk's robe was windless, the jewels on his robe were also rustling, and the lightning strike wooden Buddha beads on his neck that looked expensive were also raised with the wind, which was the appearance of a monk.

"The poor monk will cut off the demon for my Buddha today, and you demon will take your life."

The fax monk's eyes widened angrily, pointing at Spartacus and shouting awe-inspiringly, and a huge palm print slowly pressed down from the air. Spartacus looked at this palm print, and the fanaticism in his eyes increased a little;

"Master, I hope you can help me. Give me more strength to rebel against the oppressor, let me give me the strongest blow to this oppression!

Qin Zifeng raised his right hand and said with a smile: "As you wish, Spartacus." Under the spell, Spartacus delivers your strongest blow to this oppressor in the air! Unleash your treasures——! The

spell on the back of Qin Zifeng's hand slowly disappeared, and the magic power in Spartacus' body suddenly skyrocketed, Spartacus' original strong body swelled again, his body faintly emitted purple light, Spartacus jumped hard and flew towards the huge palm print.

When Spartacus' body collided with the palm print, Spartacus couldn't help but snort, and a crack appeared on the palm print after a while, and finally shattered. Spartacus flew towards the fax monk and hugged him.

The fax monk slapped Spartacus on his body with an angry face, and Spartacus did not make any screams about this, but laughed and said: "Hahahaha, oppressor." Accept my love——! The roar of the wounded beast!

Spartacus' body swelled again, and then only listened to "boom——! With a bang, an energy storm was set off in the air. Qin Zifeng turned his head to look at Semiramis and Yanfeng Shiro, who gave him a protector, and said

, "You have to speed up the progress, this monk is not so easy to deal with. Spartacus was no longer able to fight.

Semiramis nodded, sweat dripping from her pretty face, and the magic in front of her was working quickly.

"Master, the battle has been temporarily resolved on the side of the new selection group." At this time, Tufang Suisan used the communicator to report to Qin Zifeng, and the major general was now dying and was trampled under Tufang Suisan's feet.

"You... After your meeting... Repentant.

The major general pointed tremblingly at Tufang Suisandao. Tsuchikata calmly took out the gun in his hand and aimed it at the head of the major general, and his fingers gently hooked the trigger.

"Bang ——!"

The fax monk suddenly broke through the energy storm and escaped. He looked at Qin Zifeng and the others in front of him, holding his right hand slightly, a Zen staff was summoned out, and he held the Zen staff with both hands and rushed towards the sky garden.

The fax monk suddenly noticed something, his body flashed slightly, and several black keys passed by, he looked over there, and saw Yanfeng Shilang and Qin Zifeng each holding a few black keys looking at him. The fax monk's face was very ugly, and he now seriously doubted whether he was being looked down upon.

The spiritual power of the fax monk's whole body suddenly rioted, and the zen staff in his hand flashed with a strange light, and the fax monk shouted angrily: "Drink——! I

saw a strong pressure pressing towards Yanfeng Shilang and Qin Zifeng, Qin Zifeng's body crackled, the faces of both of them were not very good-looking, they were not very powerful Yingling, and they were not comfortable with this pressure.

The fax monk looked down with an indifferent expression.

"The poor monk feels as if he has been underestimated, so the poor monk should show his strength now."

"It's late now."

A huge palace slowly rose into the air, everyone looked at this palace a little confused, this is the secret treasure? How it feels different from what I saw before.