"Boy, don't you want to live anymore? Take out such a treasure?" The little Confucius looked solemn. Since he was in the Little Hell, this blood lotus has entered Zhou Liang's eyebrows, as if it was rooted in it. It has never come out for a moment. What if it is discovered by someone with a heart?

"I'm also very worried, but this little blood lotus is extremely powerful. The monk on the opposite side is very strong. It's best to use the blood lotus to defend!" Zhou Liang was not without concern, but the blood lotus had been covered with golden light by him, and it looked like Buddha light was lingering. It would not be a magical object! But Zhou Liang never expected that there was a magical cultivator in this huge Hongchen Sect!

"So it's this kid!" A bloody red flashed in the eyes of the Nascent Soul Monk, and his tongue licked his lips gently, "It's really interesting. This kid's golden body seems to be very strange!" He murmured to himself, but did not take action!

The big black gold stick hit Zhou Liang, and the blood lotus suddenly rose a blood-colored light curtain, and a layer of golden light was applied to Zhou Liang, looking like the Buddha lotus in the area!

"I don't know if this red lotus can change its appearance!" Zhou Liang murmured in his heart, and the blood-colored red lotus really changed, with thousands of golden lights everywhere, "Can you still do whatever you want?" Zhou Liang was overjoyed and did not shy it away. He faced the black gold stick and let you smash it casually!

The crazi monks of the Lanka Sect who were facing the Lanka Sect were angry, and their eyes were fascinated by a faint golden color. The hair was standing upright. Everyone next to them smashed the pot and shouted, "Did you see clearly? That is the inheritance of the Battle of the Buddha!"

"I can see clearly that it is the inheritance of the Fighting and Fighting Buddha. I really couldn't imagine that after so many years, there is still someone who can cultivate such supernatural powers!" One of the monks said in shock.

"It's a pity that he only touched a little bit of fur and had not yet understood the true meaning of war!" An old meditator next to him touched his gray beard and said.

In Zhou Liang's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, the War Soul sneered, "Even if the stinky monkey comes in person, he is not my opponent, let alone this mere inheritance!"

"That's not necessarily true, I know that you don't know the winner!" Zhen Kongzi smiled and hit him.

"I haven't even learned one ten thousand, and I dare to take it out and fight the enemy, so I don't have to worry about losing the face of that smelly monkey!" Zhan Zhihun smiled faintly and continued to close his eyes and meditate!

Zhou Liang's golden body appeared and sat on the golden lotus. From a distance, he was really a respected Buddha. No matter how hard the Lanka Sect monk smashed it, he could not break the defense!

"Do you want to be a turtle with a head-reducing style like this?" The monk cursed angrily, obviously not very satisfied with a turtle shell like Zhou Liang!

"Haha, if you can smash it open, then you will smash it open. My little ancestor doesn't frown! If you can't smash it open, get out of here!" Zhou Liang's eyes suddenly became fierce, and a golden light flashed in his pupils!

Ah! The meditator suddenly shouted to the sky, and his whole body became a hundred feet high and ten feet wide, showing his Dharma body, and he smashed Zhou Liang again.

Standing up to the sky, reaching the thirty-three heavens above and the eighteen levels of hell below. The battle and defeating Buddha back then was extremely powerful. Such a Dharma body shook ancient and modern times. It seems that this little monk is still far from it. Zhou Liang doesn’t speak, just let you smash it wildly!

"This is not a solution! If you are going to smash and rage here, is it still me? " Zhou Liang shouted in his heart, his right hand stretched out again, and the Buddha's kingdom appeared again in his palm, "If you can go out of this Buddha's kingdom, it will be your fortune!"

This move! The monk's eyes immediately turned red, his brother died in this wave, and his big feet, ten feet in a radius, suddenly stepped on Zhou Liang's palm!

The palm of his right hand suddenly expanded, and once again became a Buddha's kingdom, wrapping up the fossil monkey! "If you don't do it, you will be a monkey, alas!"

Zhou Liang sighed, and everyone next to him burst into laughter. The great monk of Lanka Sect smashed Zhou Liang's palm. Zhou Liang's face twitched tightly. What a great stick, this is definitely a treasure. Zhou Liang's palm gradually tightened!

The minds of the people next to him became nervous again. Is he going to kill someone again? Everyone watched the huge stone monkey disappear little by little and finally was beaten back to its original form. The rough monk suddenly shouted, "You dare to kill me, how dare you kill me?"

"So what if you kill you? So what if you don't kill you?" Zhou Liang smiled faintly, as if the Buddha was reborn, "Let me go quickly!" The monk of Lanka Sect shouted!

Next to the ring, there was already a Nascent Soul cultivator staring at Zhou Liang, ready to attack Zhou Liang. It was the ancestor who came to Lanka Sect this time. "You can't kill you, beg me for mercy!"

When he begged for mercy, he actually asked me to beg for mercy. The rough man's face was flushed. If he knelt down and begged for mercy, wouldn't the sect lose all his face? While he was hesitating, Zhou Liang's left hand had already been pressed down, like a huge millstone, trying to grind him alive!

"Give me aside, spare me aside!" A heart-wrenching pain came into his mind. At this moment, no sect's majesty, the status of a monk, or the revenge, could not be obtained. The monks of the Lanka Sect blushed and whiter.

Zhou Liang removed the Buddhist art, collected the golden body of the blood lotus, and stepped forward to hold the monk's hand, "Senior brother is so sensible, I admire him!"

At this moment, the monk grabbed Zhou Liang's throat and wanted to crush it, "Tight to me!"

"Why are you like this? You dare!" The wind shattered in the audience was angry, and there was such shameless meditation. After a moment, Zhou Liang heard a gentle shout "Get out!"

The crazi monk fell to the ground, and his vitality was already cut off. "I want to attack and kill me? I don't even see if I have this strength!"

"No, how could this Lanka Sect have the inheritance of the Battle of the Buddha? It should be the Battle of the Battle of the Sect!" Zhan Soul said in thought.

"Maybe the Dou Zhan Sect was destroyed, and the Lanka Sect might take the opportunity to seize it!" Zhenkongzi laughed, "Fuck, how could the inheritance of this monkey be cut off?"

The Soul of War immediately came out to refute, but could not find a reason. "What kind of dog is this guy, he doesn't even have the courage to die in battle, and he dares to practice the martial arts of the Dou Zhan Sect. It's a joke!"

"Do you know where this is?" Zhen Kongzi smiled and asked.

"Where is it?" The Soul of War really didn't understand, "Don't tell me that this is the fairy world, there is no immortal essence here!"

"Of course it's not the fairy world!" Zhen Kongzi said mysteriously, "But this kid is more than 108,000 miles away from the East China Sea now!"

Zhou Liang got off the arena and looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Lankavata Sect coldly, "If you ignore your face, just take action!" He turned around, "Master, Broken Wind, let's go!"

Zaifeng looked at the people of Lanka Sect with joy and disgust, and quickly followed the steps of the master and the third senior brother!

In this battle, the Hongchen Sect was still the last one to deal with it. It is not clear what method to deal with it. However, Zhou Liang, the killing god, was once again pushed to the forefront!
Chapter completed!