Super Monk

In the face of this huge hand stretched out from the blood day, Zhao Fugui's expression was flat. He pointed to it directly, and a faint ray of thunder flew out in an instant.

As soon as the thunder awn flies out, it turns into a giant dragon in the sky. The giant dragon stretches its body in the sky, and then rushes directly to the huge white bone hand. In the blink of an eye, the Thunder Dragon and the terrible white bone hand collide with each other.

"Boom!"

There was a loud and silent sound. Countless things in the netherworld hell were destroyed. A ghost in the yellow spring disappeared in the blink of an eye. The heaven and earth in the netherworld hell collapsed, and only the blood day remained unchanged.

In the dark and deep hall, a screen behind the emperor of Yama broke silently, even its huge body of Yama Dharma seemed to be short.

This Emperor Yan Luo has a dignified look. It has been a legend for many years, and now it has the advantage of being in the home court. One hit and collision can barely divide the whole world, even slightly inferior. Zhao Luo has just proved the legend, but his realm is not stable. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that his realm is not stable, and even beat him down. Unexpectedly, he just proved the legend That's what we've got.

This emperor Yama's whole body is filled with black air, showing the picture of hell in the yellow spring. The vast force condenses his body, and then he hits again.

"Zhao Luo, in the name of the Lord of hell, I hook your soul and write your name in the book of life and death. From this moment on, you will be pressed into the 18 layers of hell and will never turn over!"

Emperor Yanluo roared, and the shadow of the book of birth and death appeared on his head. Then, in the shadow, Zhao Luo's name fell one stroke at a time, which was extremely difficult to fall, but it still kept falling slowly, making Zhao Luo's name begin to take shape in the book of life and death.

"When can this heaven and earth surpass the gods?"

In Zhao Fugui's eyes, Gujing has no waves. He pushes the cloud crown fiercely, and a golden light comes out of the cloud crown. The golden light flies into the air, and then turns into a huge golden Qingyun in the sky. Then the light flows on the Qingyun and turns into Yin Yang Taiji.

All things begin with nothing, but no Tai Chi. Tai Chi generates Yin and Yang. This is the beginning of all things, not the end of all things.

When the golden Taiji appears, the strokes on the book of life and death suddenly freeze, and they can't write any more. The book of life and death condenses in the sky, and even the breath begins to become dim.

Since the beginning of heaven and earth, it has always been the way of heaven suppressing the tunnel and the tunnel suppressing the humanity, which is also the origin of heaven, earth and man. Now Zhao Fugui has proved that the legend of nature has been automatically recognized by the way of heaven. Even if he does not work in the court of heaven, it does not affect the recognition of the way of heaven.

"Big day chain!"

The emperor Yanluo, with a gloomy face and a fierce hand, turned the dark sun in the sky into a long river of blood. The long river of blood rose up in the air and instantly turned into a series of dark red chains that could be photographed, winding directly around Zhao Fugui.

This dark red chain is transformed by the yellow spring, which is also called the river of forgetting Sichuan. The river of forgetting Sichuan is the foundation of hell, which can corrode the body of all gods. Once the body of gold is locked by this dark red chain, the body of gold will be polluted immediately.

Facing the intertwined huangquan River, Zhao Fugui smiles and reaches for the chain of huangquan directly. The golden light of Qingyun on his head falls directly into his hands. Then, with the change of yin and Yang in his hands, Zhao Fugui grabs the chain of huangquan directly.

"It seems that you don't want this chain in hell!"

Zhao Fugui directly grasped the chain of the yellow spring. The chain of the yellow spring in Zhao Fugui's hands immediately returned to its origin and turned into the mighty yellow spring river again. However, the Yellow Spring River in Zhao Fugui's hands was extremely tame and no longer turbulent.

The face of emperor Yanluo became very ugly. It did not expect that Zhao Fugui's strength had reached such a terrible situation. Even the chain of the hell's core, the Yellow Spring River, had no way to take Zhao Fugui.

"Hand over the huangquan river. This is the foundation of hell. If you dare to take away the huangquan River and damage it, you will be the enemy of the whole hell!" The emperor Yanluo yelled.

It has some regrets now. It knew that Zhao Luo was so terrible. He had just stepped into the legendary realm of fortune and had such terrible strength. It's incredible. His old legend is not an opponent at all. Do you want to wake up the sleeping emperor to solve this boy?

"Against hell? Now it looks like hell wants to be my enemy Zhao Fugui said coldly in his eyes, "who sent you to prevent me from becoming a Taoist?"

I just preached and said that I didn't do anything about so many great powers. It's not normal for a hell emperor to do something about it.

After all, Zhao Fugui doesn't have no origin. Beiluo doesn't say it. It only says that before Zhao Fugui returned to the middle ages, the Qing emperor used his hand to reach the other side. This is the friendship of incense. Behind him now stands a person from the other side. This person from the other side is enough to deter other powerful people and other people who want to stop Zhao Fugui from becoming a Taoist.

If it wasn't for the big grudge, there was no need for other people on the other side to take the risk of fighting with the Qing emperor to deal with Zhao Fugui. You should know that those big people on the other side like to hide behind the scenes, and they won't do it easily."No one asked me to do it. I just saw the legend of your preaching. It was amazing. So I was jealous and stopped it!" The Emperor Yan Luo's face was ugly and his eyes flashed slightly.

"That's why you want to stop me?" Zhao Fugui sneered. He didn't believe what the Emperor Yan Luo said. Since he knew that Zhao Fugui's success was amazing, he should wait and see more. He wouldn't do it easily. If it wasn't for someone's instigation, how could it do it?

"In that case, the yellow spring river will be returned to you!"

Zhao Fugui threw the huangquan River in his hand to the emperor. The huangquan River flew away. Emperor Yan Luo subconsciously reached for it and looked stunned. He didn't expect that Zhao Fugui would simply return the huangquan River to him.

"In that case, hell will not be your enemy in the future!"

The emperor Yanluo seized the huangquan River, then did not dare to stay more, and turned away in a hurry.

Zhao Fugui looked at the figure of emperor Yanluo with deep and inexplicable eyes. The Emperor didn't notice that it had been quietly contaminated with a causal line.

As long as the cause and effect line is there, Zhao Fugui will know sooner or later who let it do it.