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Chapter 875

"call!"

The strong wind exploded from the two of them without any signs, and overwhelmed the surroundings unstoppable.

Many of the people who had just crossed the bridge were blown to the ground, and even the helicopters hovering in the air were shaking and almost crashing.

The prelude of the battle between the two people burst into the effect of shelling in the war movie. If you really want to fight, you will have to collapse and break the ground?

"Don't attack first!"

The military orders from afar made the helicopters in the air retreat. General Shit Poison, who had already arrived halfway, was relieved when he received the news that the two of them had started a war. He was a high caste among the high caste since he was born. His family has served as an officer of the indigenous army since the colonial government. It can be said that he was a nobleman for generations. How could such a dangerous thing allow a noble person like him to take risks?

As the crowd watched from a distance or near, the changes that Muke had made were terrifying.

His body was raised, his face was ferocious, and a black purple mist circled with his body as the center, which was completely different from the monk's golden light that made people feel at ease. This appearance of the black mist was destined to be a villain in the eyes of the world. Even if he wanted to form a church, he could only form a church such as the Satan Eternal Life Association.

However, judging by the habit of wet poisonous people and even rats having temples, it is not impossible to make wet poisonous people shout yesyes to accept a church with dark doctrine. Mobile::

"roar!"

The black and purple mist slowly became thicker and gathered into a solid shape. Muke had been completely devoured into the monster's body.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"Beast head and cow horns are definitely some monsters that harm the world." Although I don't know why a beast head and cow horns must be monsters, in panic, human logical abilities have been lost a lot, and specious things can be pieced together to become the answer they want.

"Wow!" The crowd, who had already settled down after crossing the river, became panicked, and the wolf ran away in scattered. They had experienced too many things in the past two days and saw too many incredible things.

The old man who had just crossed the river had very few things to see in front of him, and he had no idea why this sudden panic happened.

Pedestrians collided, plowing ox mooed, men, women, old and young, all mixed together. One end of the river was panicked, and the other end was opposite two people. Only the helicopters in the air remained in a state of unmoving.

"It's so miserable. Many people have been trampled to death now." A pilot shook his head sadly and expressed his condolences to the people mixed in the ground.

He saw someone fall to the ground and then be trampled by the crowd behind him.

"I'd better care more about ourselves. I don't want to die here at a young age."

Most of the crew were not as calm as the two of them. When they saw the monsters rising from the ground, they couldn't help but put their hands on the weapon launch button and waited for it.

Ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters, hundred meters!

A hundred-meter monster stood between the world, gloomy and terrifying as sculptures of the evil ghosts in the Wet Poison Sect. There were only a few thick arms behind them, holding various weapons in their hands.

When he turned his head and saw the tall monster, the crowd fleeing was completely lost.

"Ahhhh!" Muke, trapped among the evil ghost, let out a shrill cry. The muscles in his body were about to be torn apart by this force, and the bones and internal organs were crushed and mixed together. Being possessed by the evil god was indeed the wrong choice!

Especially his eyes, both eyes suffered a great pain. The power from Mizuno was not something that this weak new offline could bear, let alone urging the Sharingan that he did not have. Even with the blessing of the system, it was consuming life and forcibly using backward hardware to drive software with extremely large computing volume.

The Susanoo summoned in this way is also weak, but it is completely enough to scare ordinary people.

"Dong!"

The evil ghost moved his steps, and his footsteps stepped on the ground and instantly made deep marks. The landing points of each footprint were dozens of meters away.

"It's just a little bald donkey, who dares to destroy my resurrection." The evil ghost let out an evil roar, and the principle is still convenient sound ninjutsu.

The sound waves raid towards the sky, and the helicopter almost stalled and fell to the ground.

"Is this the terrifying existence underground?" The monk felt that this terrifying existence seemed not that terrifying, at least in terms of body shape, far less oppressive than the one from the Ice and Snow Goddess.

He has also become knowledgeable and the Buddha statue he released is taller than the evil ghosts. However, the difference in power between extraordinary existences cannot be simply based on the body shape, and still cannot be taken lightly.

However, judging from this anger, the person who just talked to him did not seem to be the essence of a terrifying existence, but should only be the container responsible for the arrival and use. This container seems to have no good end in various classics and modern works.

As for the ‘Buddha’ that man said, Sanzang shook his head, so what? He naturally had no way to save millions of people. As for the way to save billions of people and sacrifice millions of people...

"Amitabha." The monk shook his head and drove this evil path out of his mind.

"Die me!" The evil ghost pushed out the giant palm and pressed the air to kill Sanzang. This terrifying giant palm could easily push down the temple of the Wet Poison Sect.

The helicopter was as panicked as a bird in the forest, and was still flying into the distance with a distance of hundreds of meters.

If you slap this, I'm afraid that the tanks will become dams.

"Talent of the Immortal Clan." But the monk on the ground met without fear, and the golden light bursting out from his body also gathered into the same huge fist.

"boom!"

The palms and fists collided, and the sound of the explosion was no less than that of detonating the arsenal.

Even more dazzling is the golden light and purple-black flying, instantly rendering the twilight of Megalaya into unspeakable wonders.

But being in this wonderful illusion will not make people feel happy, there is only the fear of escaping as soon as possible.

"Not bad." Mizuno sincerely admired the monk's power. Although this body could only burst out part of his body's power, Sanzang could block it equally. Just in terms of his strength head-on, Mizuno felt that Sanzang was also at the top level among the extraordinary people.

This monk is very hard.

"Tulu escape·Duzhu Hall is not available!"

A dense rock suddenly rose from the ground, wrapping the three burials into it like a church dome. From the outside, the rock wrapped in the semi-sphere is more like a grave mound.

“Dou!”

The entire rock tomb mound is still being reinforced and thickened, with rocks constantly attached to it. If there were such a simple method of building pyramids in ancient Egypt, the number of pyramids would have doubled. Computer terminal::/

"Tuluo Lun Gun!"
Chapter completed!
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