White Bone Monkey King

"Huh? Is this the evil spirit that possesses you?"

"Not to mention the existence of shackles in the world, no one can break the three extreme realms. You are just a spiritual thought coming here, and you still dare to come in front of me and play tricks on me!"

"Swallow gold fossils, move through the stars, swallow heaven and earth, swallow heaven and purgatory! Let me save you, the evil god who is dead but not stiff, today!"

Jin An vomited and shouted like thunder in the sacrificial hall. The energy and blood in his body was like a rainbow, lighting up the night sky. The three energy-blood suns behind him expanded rapidly, changing from a red sun to a black sun, and black flames burned the sky. , the scene is like a demon or a god, and the changes are mysterious.

At this moment, it seemed as if three black holes were rotating together. The evil god's phantom on Wang Zhuang's body had wisps of black energy escaping, and all of them were sucked into the three black suns.

Under Jin An's precise control, the black sun did not absorb the surrounding ruins, masonry and tiles, and only focused on dealing with the king pile. This is the God of Cause and Effect. Every brick and every tile here carries cause and effect, so if possible, try not to cause unnecessary problems.

The speed of the black air escaping is still increasing.

The hundreds of evil gods spliced ​​together by the statues of the hundreds of gods showed signs of being defeated and disintegrated. Although this was just a thought from the evil god, it also indirectly proved that Jin An, a martial arts immortal, had the power to fight against the evil gods.

Seeing that the shadow of the evil god was about to collapse and disintegrate, the shadow of the evil god got back into Wangzhuang's body again, using the body of the yang world to protect the body of the yin god.

Wang Zhuang roared at Jin An, his eyes were hateful and vicious, and he was still resisting the life-death-destroying power of the black sun.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Wang Zhuang dug his limbs into the roof of the sacrificial hall and struggled to resist.

Jin An frowned.

"Stubborn!"

"Let's see how long you can hold on!"

Jin An snorted coldly and read out the names of the thirty-six thunder gods of the Lei Department: "Cry!"

The vibration of the altar wood on the body was sensed, and there was a loud roar, a loud thundering sound, and a huge masculine, hot, and domineering thunder spirit, mixed with the secret breath of the god, swept across the underworld as the name of the God of Thunder was read out in the underworld. out.

Snakes, insects, rats, ants, cows, ghosts and snake gods are most afraid of thunder. When the thunder breaks, they will all run away. Jin An still clearly remembers the scene when he encountered the first thunder when the Yuan Shen came out of his body in Wuzhou Prefecture. His eyes, ears and mind were filled with thoughts. Thunder and thunder, deafness in the six senses, hesitation and fear in the mind, just one step away from death.

Seeing that Wang Zhuang could bear the thunder without running away, Jin An just glanced at Wang Zhuang in surprise: "Let me see how many times you can withstand my thunder!"

"Oral hair!"

"choking!"

"Hey!"

Every time Jin An uttered a word, a thunder exploded in the sacrificial hall. The whole hall was shaken and filled with boundless thunder. A circle of sound waves stirred up in the void, sweeping around. The ancient gods seemed to be involved in a thunder pool and were drowned. , all thunder and lightning.

Wang Zhuang's struggle gradually became weak. He closed his eyes in pain and shook his head. It was obvious that his eyes were burning with pain and he had a splitting headache.

However, Jin'an's momentum was rising steadily, and with the blessing of the thirty-six thunder gods of the Lei Department, he became more and more powerful and fierce.

On the other hand, the hundreds of evil gods possessing Wang Zhuang could not protect Wang Zhuang from the thunder and fire strangulation. When Jin An read the name of the fourth thunder god, Wang Zhuang finally couldn't hold on, and he fell to the ground with a bang. land.

Wang Zhuang still wanted to struggle to stand up and continue to escape from the corridor, but the three black suns in the sacrificial hall were the three Taishan mountains pressing on his head. At this time, he had not recovered from the impact of the thunder. , I couldn’t even identify where the corridor was, it could only be twisted in pain.

Sizzle!

Burns appeared on Wang Zhuang's skin. At this time, the void was filled with the masculine blood and thunder of martial arts immortals. A dead person like Wang Zhuang was like the ice in June sticking to the stove, or like a yin-loving centipede. After being put into a boiling hot oil pan, the burn area on the whole body continued to increase.

The shadow of the evil god appeared on Wang Zhuang's face, staring at Jin An with resentment, but the pain immediately disappeared and he retreated back into Wang Zhuang's body.

Jin An knew very well the principle of pursuing victory and did not give Wang Zhuang a chance to breathe and recover. Just when he was about to kill Wang Zhuang and the evil spirit that possessed him on the spot, boom!

The Ancient God's Temple suddenly shook violently, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, and the mountains fell like a tsunami with a huge force. Jin An turned around and looked in the direction of the cave behind him.

Click, click, the ground shook, and the cave quickly opened a large crack along the mountain. A huge arm with blood-red skin poked out from behind the crack and grabbed Jin An.

Wherever the arm passed, black wind and thunder storms were brought up, and the black energy was overwhelming.

Jin An was surprised. This huge arm was made of countless fragments and came from the statue of the Baijia Evil God.

The skin is blood red because of the blood sacrifice ceremony of Wangzhuang. The blood soaked into the gaps of each fragment of the statue, thus soaking the statue red.

Seeing that the evil gods of hundreds of schools were about to capture Jin An, Jin An calmly and calmly pulled out the Kunwu knife.

Three Gods Kill!

After ten seals, the Kunwu Sword, which is a magic weapon of one hundred thousand yin virtues, shook the air, emitting a sonorous golden sound and a wave of red sun fire, boom!

The Kunwu knife hit the palm of the Baijia Evil God, and the blade vibrated with a mysterious rhythm. The air was like an angry wave, swept away by the shock wave, and then a larger wave of flames spread out.

Peng!

One finger of the evil god of hundreds of families was shattered by the Kunwu knife, and the statue exploded into pieces and fell to the ground.

The Three Gods Slash can cut off the foundation, and it can cut off the essence, energy, and spirit. Evil gods also have essence, energy, and spirit. The evil gods of hundreds of families took a three-god slash from the front and retracted their arms fiercely.

It was at this time that Uncle Lin and Master Jingchan rushed out of the cave and came to Jin An.

"The Four Symbols of the End of Heaven and Jedi are incomplete, and the shackles of the world are loose. Be careful, this evil god of hundreds of schools is not as simple as the third realm!" Uncle Lin reminded Jin An.

A huge bloody eye suddenly appeared behind the crack in the mountain. It looked coldly at the three people in the sacrificial hall, and finally turned to Jin An.

With just one glance, the sacrificial hall, which was full of masculine and thunderous aura, immediately fell into the coldness of an ice cellar. The temperature dropped rapidly, and a heart-stopping, chilling icy aura spread rapidly between heaven and earth.

"The mountain and the three corpses inside cannot delay the evil gods of the hundreds of families for long! We must not let this evil god of the hundreds of families come out!" Master Jingchan sacrificed the holy monk's golden body powder and the holy monk's relics at the same time. His expression was extremely solemn, and he was ready to fight for his life.

Without saying a word, Jin An inserted the Kunwu knife into Wang Zhuang's chest and punched the Kunwu knife. The blade shook out circles of red waves and impacted into Wang Zhuang's body. Relying on the brute force and the special power of the Kunwu knife, he forcibly grasped the knife. The evil spirit in Wang Zhuang's body was shaken out.

Then he was torn apart, swallowed, and refined by the three black suns behind him.

This is called having no worries.

Boom! The mountain shook more violently, and rocks and building debris continued to fall overhead. Jin An's behavior seemed to have angered the statues of hundreds of evil gods in the mountain, and the cracks in the mountain continued to expand!