In a trance, people seemed to see a bright red murderous intent turning into substance, and that terrifying murderous aura even began to condense into substance.

At this moment, people understood why some people said that Yao Guangxiao, the prime minister in black, was the most bloodthirsty monk.

His thin body seemed to be the barrier that sealed his murderous aura.

At this time, the barrier had been broken, and the surging murderous intent overflowed.

The god of death Anubis was directly smashed into the earth, and blood couldn't help but seep out of the huge jackal's head.

He felt the murderous intent of the monk in front of him, and also felt the terrifying madness.

The green eyes of the god of death, Anubis Youyou, seemed to be brighter, and the pure gold armor instantly wrapped around his body, as if he wanted to protect him.

But the next moment, the thin monk in black punched him again.

"boom!"

The golden armor of Anubis, the God of Death, was instantly broken.

The young monk's fist seemed to be a mountain flipping, slamming hard on the chest of Anubis, the earth sinks again.

The extraordinary people scattered in an instant, fearing that they would be affected.

In the flying dust, everyone seemed to see a huge Buddha statue as high as a mountain, waving its terrifying fists again and again.

The whole body of the Buddha statue is as bright as blood. Even through the dust and fog, you can feel the extremely fierce murderous intent. It seems that this blood Buddha itself was born because of killing.

Every time the fist falls, the heaven and earth will have terrifying ripples, and deep cracks will spread out on the earth.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

It seemed like there were voices resounding in everyone's hearts.

It makes people feel chilled.

Anubis, the god of death, even had an illusion that the monk was really going to kill him.

"Protect the Undead!"

The moment the golden armor was broken, Anubis, the god of death, immediately spoke, as if he was singing a praising some ancient song.

His figure gradually became illusory and turned into a huge coffin, like an eternal guardian.

Around the huge coffin, silver-blue wandering souls began to appear, soldiers in armor.

But the huge Blood Buddha did not hesitate at all, and his fist, which was as terrifying as a mountain, fell down again and again.

"Click!"

The huge coffin began to break, and the wandering souls wandering around the coffin scattered.

Blood Buddha's fist fell on Anubis, the God of Death.

One punch after another, as if to turn the mountains and seas upside down.

After dozens of breaths, the Blood Buddha slowly stopped, and the blood color in the sky quickly dissipated, leaving only a monk wearing a black robe.

The white mask he was wearing was completely broken and scattered on the earth, revealing his original appearance.

Although the inverted triangular eye sockets and thin body were not said, the young monk made people feel like they were not angry and powerful.

The young monk bent down, picked up one of the feet of the god of death Anubis, and dragged the ancient Egyptian god of death to walk towards the distance without saying a word.

His pace was very slow, but his figure was very fast. In just a few breaths, the young monk's had disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Is this the national teacher of the Ming Dynasty back then?"

Everyone couldn't help swallowing.

Too violent!
Chapter completed!