Chapter 2120 Angry King Kong

Lian Xin's sudden action made Sima Hantan slightly stunned.

But soon, he thought of something and his face changed drastically.

"Oh no, he wants to break my barrier!"

Realizing that the situation was not good, Sima Hantan could no longer care about refining the angry monk, and immediately pinched a spell and muttered something.

Bang!

With a bang, the void above Lian Xin's head cracked, and thousands of black soul crows flew out from it.

Each soul crow has hundreds of years of magic power of the soul saint, and can shuttle through the void and appear anywhere within a thousand miles.

Although it is not as powerful as the soul spear, it is faster. It may not be enough to deal with the angry monk, but it is more than enough to deal with Lian Xin.

"Boy, you still want to save your master, next life!"

Sima Hantan roared, and his right hand grabbed in the air, and the soul crows immediately swarmed up and soon pounced on Lian Xin.

These soul crows began to frantically devour his flesh and soul. In just a blink of an eye, Lian Xin's lower body turned into white bones...

The piercing pain came, but Lian Xin's face did not change at all, and his eyes were as firm as before!

He pushed his magic power to the extreme, and the light of escape flashed again and again, and soon he came to the top of the altar.

"No me, no Buddha!"

Lian Xin finally performed the Eight Parts of the Origin, and his body turned into countless dust, instantly merging into the barrier.

The eighteen flags around the altar seemed to sense something, and vibrated at the same time, emitting a large amount of ghost light, frantically killing Lian Xin who had "turned to dust".

But the ghost light also appeared in the dust that Lian Xin turned into, colliding with the power in the barrier and merging with each other.

From a distance, the barrier on the altar swelled up like a fish bubble!

"Not good!"

Sima Hantan was shocked and regretted it to the extreme.

This was just shooting himself in the foot!

Because he had to improve Lian Xin's strength in order to plot against the Angry Monk, Sima Hantan planted a soul seed in his body and injected his own magic power into it.

This move did succeed in plotting against the Angry Monk, but what he didn't expect was that Lian Xin would now use his magic power to break the barrier on the altar!

The eighteen banners were Sima Hantan's magic weapon, used to suppress the Vajra Buddha Bone.

The soul seed in Lian Xin's body also came from Sima Hantan.

The two kinds of magic power were of the same origin and collided with each other in the barrier, causing the barrier to undergo strange changes and expand rapidly in a short period of time.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the barrier shattered.

The eighteen banners, along with the countless dust, all disappeared at this moment, and everything returned to nothingness...

Only a golden light rushed out at an extremely fast speed, like a young swallow returning to its nest, and flew straight to Hui Chen!

"Suppress it for me!"

Sima Hantan's face was gloomy, and he waved his big hand violently.

Thousands of strange masks appeared again in the air, and they pounced over with strange smiles. At the same time, a soul net fell from the sky, entrapping the golden light and trying to stop it from moving forward.

But the golden light did not stop. Only the sound of Buddha lingered, the rays of light flashed, and those strange masks were bounced off one by one. Then it suddenly accelerated, pierced through the soul net, and rushed out of the crack!

Whoosh!

The golden light soon stopped in front of Huichen.

As the Buddha's light gradually dissipated, it revealed its original appearance, which was a golden human bone!

There were many mantras engraved on the surface of the human bone, and they all lit up at this time, as if calling for something...

Huichen's tightly closed eyelids twitched.

He seemed to sense something on the verge of death, and gently touched the Buddha's bone with his hand.

The mantras on the Vajra Buddha's bone all lit up, as if cheering, and then flashed forward, entered from Huichen's chest, and returned to his body.

At this moment, Huichen's aura suddenly soared!

It was like a candle that had been extinguished, and the flame was rekindled!

Golden light emanated from him, spreading around like waves, and soon covered a hundred miles in radius, with Buddhist sounds lingering and holy energy soaring to the sky!

In this golden light, Huichen slowly opened his eyes.

"Lianxin?"

He seemed to sense something, and looked at the Dharma platform in the center of the valley.

There was nothing there, no Dharma platform, no barrier, and no Lianxin...

But Huichen found a familiar breath from the ruins.

In an instant, he understood the cause and effect.

Anger!

Boundless anger swept over, forming golden flames in Huichen's eyes, and his originally hunched body quickly straightened, and strange runes appeared on his arms.

At this moment, where was the withered old monk? They were a pair of angry Vajra!

"Sima Hantan, I want you dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up and cut through the void like a meteor, and in an instant he was less than a hundred feet away from the Soul Saint.

"Not good!"

Sima Hantan realized that something was wrong, and he quickly pinched the magic formula in his hand. A black soul flag about ten feet long appeared above his head. He held it with both hands and waved it violently.

Hundreds of millions of soul lights flew out from the black flag, crisscrossing and howling.

These soul lights quickly merged with Sima Hantan's holy energy, constantly changing in mid-air, and finally formed hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers, each of which was murderous!

Bang!

With a loud sound that shook the earth, Huichen turned into a golden meteor and crashed directly into the ghost soldier formation. In an instant, millions of ghost soldiers were annihilated by the golden light.

He waved his hand again, and four Buddha statues appeared behind him. They each made hand gestures and chanted mantras, and infinite golden light spread out in all directions, slaughtering ghost soldiers like mowing grass.

In just a moment, most of the hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers had been killed!

Sima Hantan was horrified, and thought to himself: "My "Eternal Soul-Destroying Banner" is forged with the netherworld divine crystal, and I have used secret methods to refine it in the Wangchuan River in Fengdu City for 2,800 years. During this period, it has absorbed countless wronged souls. Its power has long exceeded that of ordinary holy spirit treasures. How could it not withstand his three punches and two kicks?"

This scene in front of him was indeed beyond Sima Hantan's expectations.

He didn't expect that after Huichen took back the Vajra Buddha Bone, he not only suppressed his injuries, but also improved his strength to such a level!

In just a blink of an eye, the golden light spread like a tide, and the last ghost soldier was also broken into ashes...

Then, with a flash of golden light, Huichen was already in front of him!

Sima Hantan was horrified and immediately urged the escape light to retreat quickly. At the same time, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and twelve ghost rings appeared in front of him.

This is his secret technique "Illuminating Ghost Ring", which is specially used to lock the opponent's soul, and the more he struggles, the deeper he will fall!

This was one of his trump cards, and he would not use it easily, but because Huichen was too fierce, he had no time to think, and instinctively used this secret technique.

"Hmph!"

Facing the twelve "Illuminating Ghost Rings" rushing at him, Huichen snorted coldly.

The golden flames in his eyes kept jumping, showing boundless anger, as if sweeping everything in the sea of ​​fire!

The next moment, he did not dodge, and turned into a golden light to meet it head-on.

The twelve "Illuminating Ghost Rings" fell one by one, but they did not fall on Huichen's body. Instead, he grabbed them with his hands and broke them one by one!

"This guy!"

Sima Hantan's face was full of horror.

It was the first time for him to see such a brutal fight. He thought that the "Zhaoyou Ring" was mysterious and contained 360 changes. If it was disassembled by magic, it would take a hundred moves to determine the winner.

But Huichen did not make any extra moves. He just grabbed it with his hands and broke it into pieces in an instant!

Then, the escape light approached again!

At this time, it was inevitable. Sima Hantan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he pushed the protective aura to the extreme, and pointed his hand at the same time.

But he saw the soul light in front of him rippling, and after a while, a square shield appeared. There was a hideous evil ghost in the middle of the shield, and thousands of wronged souls surrounded it.

It was Sima Hantan's life-saving magic weapon "Holy Soul Shield"!

This treasure is extraordinary. It was tempered by his own soul seed. Since he became a saint, he has been nurturing it day and night. It can be said to be the strongest means of defense.

Sima Hantan was confident that as long as this magic weapon was in front of him, Huichen would not be able to move in a short time. He could take this opportunity to distance himself and meet up with the poisonous dove in the distance...

The idea was good, but the facts were unexpected.

With a loud "bang!", Huichen's fist hit the Holy Soul Shield, and the originally smooth shield instantly sank inward, making a "crackling" explosion.

The next moment, Sima Hantan found that the telepathy between him and the Holy Soul Shield had disappeared!

"How is it possible!"

The Soul Saint widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

This is his own life magic weapon, and his punch actually destroyed the telepathy?

But it's not over yet...

Huichen continued to attack, and three consecutive punches turned the Holy Soul Shield into scrap metal, and then grabbed it with his hand and smashed it towards Sima Hantan!

Bang!

With a loud bang that shook the earth, Sima Hantan's protective aura was shattered.

The Holy Soul Shield smashed directly into his chest!

Sima Hantan's whole body twitched, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Unfortunately, no matter how far he flew, Huichen's escape light followed him, always following him like a shadow, never leaving him...

Bang, bang, bang!

Fists full of anger hit Sima Hantan's body again and again, twisting his body into a shapeless state.

This kind of pain is unbearable even for a Soul Saint.

"Old bald donkey, I'll fight you!"

Sima Hantan was hysterical, and suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of holy energy, which quickly evolved in mid-air and turned into a soul snake about eight feet long.

This soul snake contained the origin of Sima Hantan's holy energy, and was extremely poisonous. It almost instantly wrapped around Huichen's neck and bit his left shoulder.

"Um..."

Huichen groaned, feeling that part of his soul was sucked out, and a piercing pain came from his body.

But he did not stop, and continued to punch Sima Hantan, breaking his bones and twisting his limbs.

Then, he pulled out the shield embedded in the chest of the Soul Saint.

With a loud "bang!", the Holy Soul Shield hit Sima Hantan's head fiercely. This life-saving magic weapon that he was most proud of now smashed his head to pieces!

Sima Hantan's consciousness gradually became a little blurred...

Since he became a saint, he has never had this feeling. He only felt that the world was reversed and the whole world became blurred.

In a trance, he saw a hole in the middle of the Holy Soul Shield, which was now on his neck, and he was covered in blood and his breath was very weak.

"Sima Hantan, you killed my apprentice, I want you to pay with your life!"

Hui Chen strode over.

The golden flame in his eyes had burned to the extreme!

The soul snake sensed the danger of its master, and strangled Huichen's neck tightly, biting like crazy, trying to stop his action.

But Huichen pulled the soul snake down with his backhand!

The soul snake was still mad, opening its bloody mouth towards him, and its tongue was lingering.

Huichen sneered, grabbed the upper jaw with his left hand and the lower jaw with his right hand, and forced the snake's mouth open, and then tore it violently, tearing the soul snake in half in the middle!

At this moment, where is the kind monk? It is clearly a fighting god! The raging anger turned into the ring knife in his hand, and he walked towards Sima Hantan step by step.

"No wonder he is called the angry monk..."

Sima Hantan sighed in his heart, his whole body was soft and without any strength.

The next moment, Huichen was in front of him.

The old monk's right fist was wrapped in golden light, raised high, and then smashed down fiercely.

Bang!

As if a watermelon was smashed, the Soul Saint's head was also smashed to pieces...

This scene was so shocking that Dujiu, Fengwu and the army fighting outside the valley were all stunned!

Especially the cultivators outside the valley. In their eyes, saints are unattainable and indescribable...

When a saint gets angry, millions of people die!

Even the top sub-saints can't survive a single move in the hands of a saint.

So they naturally have awe for saints, but they didn't expect to see a saint being slaughtered like a pig or a dog in their lifetime...

In the Immortal Ascension Valley, Dujiu was trapped by Fengwu's "Colorless Sound".

He originally planned to rescue Sima Hantan, but Fengwu tried his best to stop him. Although his magic power was higher than his opponent, the gap between the two sides was not big. If they wanted to decide the winner, it would take at least a hundred moves.

So Dujiu couldn't get away at all.

In this process, Sima Hantan had been beaten half to death, and now he was like a puddle of mud. Although it was not so easy to die, he was unable to move.

"This guy is a saint after all, how can he be so weak!"

Dujiu cursed in his heart.

He was also shocked by the strength of the angry monk, but he was more contemptuous of Sima Hantan...

The original intention to rescue was gone, and now Dujiu narrowed his eyes and secretly calculated in his heart.

"The Five Dao Realm was destroyed, and the Vajra Buddha Bone was lost. Could it be that the destiny of the Heavenly Dao is really no longer on the side of Emperor Zangtian?"

"Something is wrong... I can't be stupid! How about Emperor Zangtian? How about Linghu Bai? Think about Shennong Tuo, Gan Daozi, Nangong Xiao... Which one of them was not outstanding? But they were all short-lived, and now they have all turned into yellow earth!"

"It is enough to show that being able to survive is the most important thing, why bother to fight for the length of time?"

Dujiu's mind raced, and he made a decision quickly.

"Fortunately, I have prepared two options in advance. Now we can't stay in Piaomiao Mountain anymore. We should leave this dangerous place as soon as possible..."

Thinking of this, Poison Dove suddenly changed his tactics. The rolling poisonous cloud turned into a huge palm print and attacked Feng Wu in the distance.