"Are you a rebel?"
"Actually, I don't plan to waste my tongue with you." Zhu Minglang said.
"I know I am not your opponent, but you have to pay a price if you want to walk past me!" The one-eyed Luohan seemed to know something, his eyes were firm.
"Then you think too much, you may not even be able to stop me a step." Zhu Minglang said.
At this time, Zhu Minglang had already stepped onto the Arhat Terrace and walked along the Arhat Terrace towards the temple of Hua Qiu.
His steps did not stop, although he was not a fast walking, but no matter how many white monks around him were using their magical powers, Zhu Minglang could not stop Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang walked straight ahead like this, and the white monks were killed one by one by the black dragon.
Hearing such arrogant remarks from the other party, the one-eyed Luohan immediately slapped the copper lotus, and he flew up, his body even more like copper oil pouring.
He rushed towards Zhu Minglang, but when he arrived about ten steps before Zhu Minglang, a purple tail snapped off from a high place. Accompanied by dense lightning, the tail formed a splendid thunder curtain.
The one-eyed Luohan was directly knocked out by the tail, and the thunder curtain turned into a soft cloth, covering the whole body of the one-eyed Luohan. The whole body of the one-eyed Luohan was convulsed by electricity. !
Like a thick black charcoal, the one-eyed Luohan was still twisting on the ground. He wanted to stand up, but fell to the ground quickly.
Zhu Minglang walked by the one-eyed Luohan, and the one-eyed Luohan also saw a purple dragon above Zhu Minglang's head. This purple dragon was like a gorgeous lightning that pierced the night sky, and the purple scales all over his body were released. Densely dense lightning wires were woven into Zhu Minglang's body to form a thunder and lightning cover.
Some white monks tried to get close to Zhu Minglang, but were also convulsed by the electric shock.
"You must know how to cherish your life." Zhu Minglang gave this one-eyed Arhat a sentence, and then continued to walk towards the next Arhat Terrace.
When Zhu Minglang left the copper lotus Arhat Terrace and continued along the long road, the white monks had also been dealt with by the black dragon and the scum on the ground.
The one-eyed Luohan is obviously a hopeless believer. He crawled towards his precious copper lotus and then chanted some kind of spell in the copper lotus.
When Zhu Minglang left, the one-eyed Luohan had already sat down at Tonglian.
His body turned into red-black ashes.
Zhu Minglang glanced back, but couldn't help shook his head.
These arhats...
Killing or not killing is the same result.
The strength of the Earthly Branch Arhat is not that strong, Zhu Minglang can kill all the way without stopping.
But the earthly arhats have a kind of supernatural power between them, that is, once an earthly arhat or Tiangang arhat dies, then the strength of the arhat on the stage of the other arhat will be improved!
Zhu Minglang didn't know the way of the Earthly Branch Arhats before, and he killed them all the way, but was blocked by the last Arhat at the Golden Kwai Arhat Terrace, where he damaged the Cinder-Refining Black Dragon and the Thunder King Purple Dragon.
Of course, Zhu Minglang was just trying to keep this one-eyed Arhat in a breath.
If he doesn't die, he won't increase mana to the Arhat at the back.
However, they are all committed to death. For the magnificent belief, they can sacrifice their life's practice and precious life, just to be a smelly and hard stumbling block on the road ahead!
Nothing.
Adhering to the principle of diligence, thrift and housekeeping, Zhu Minglang took a special step, turned his head and stretched out his palm, picking up the soul of this earthly arhat.
Let alone the monk in white linen.
Wasting their own spiritual power, their souls are all together, not as good as this Arhat Soul Orb.
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Moving on, you can still see many gods and worshippers on the next long road.
At this time, after they knew that someone had killed the first Arhat, they all retreated to the side in horror, staring at Zhu Minglang as if they wanted to see the devil from hell.
Zhu Minglang walked to the second earthly branch Arhat Terrace. As expected, there was already a wine and meat Arhat waiting for him there.
"If I remember correctly, aren't you Tianshu's Bacchus?" Zhu Minglang said to the wine and meat Luohan.
This is a greasy and dirty Luohantai, like a large training ground covered with chicken, duck and fish. The plates are surprisingly large and glistening. In addition, it is another altar after another. The neatly put water and wine, some jars are only palm-sized, but some wine jars are like rice jars. The most exaggerated is the wine jar where the wine and meat Luohan sits, like a pool.
The meat and wine Luohan was immersed in this wine jar at this time.
When Zhu Minglang was talking to him, he slowly got up and hiccuped.
"I am... the God of Bacchus... You are the one Zhu Qingzhuo... the one who made the limelight in God of Xuan Ge..." Bacchus sat on the jar, and stared at Zhu Ming Lang with drunken eyes.
"Why should you be a dog for Hua Qiu?" Zhu Minglang said.
"Otherwise, do you be a dog? It's all a dog, and it makes a difference who you are." Bacchus said.
"What's the difference? Tell me about it." Zhu Minglang asked.
"The difference is that I am now the Lord of God!" Dionysus's tone changed, showing a somewhat superior taste.
There are no white monks and no other monks in Bacchus.
He is the only one guarding here.
Bacchus seems to be able to destroy the self-confidence of the rebel!
"Okay, you choose a way to die." Zhu Minglang stretched out his palm, and showed different pictures of dragons.
The dragon's prints have different colors, like a luminous elf spinning in the palm of Zhu Minglang.
And Zhu Minglang's behavior is like an old man selling colorful candy, letting the children in front of him choose a favorite color and taste.
"I know your strength and you are very strong, but if you don't call out the main dragon, I can at least slaughter your three dragons..." Bacchus said.
"I said, you pick one." Zhu Minglang said.
"Hehe, arrogant!"
"You don't choose, then I will choose one for you." Zhu Minglang closed his eyes, and then used the fingers of the other hand to lightly flick the rotating small picture.
What is selected is what. U U Reading
It was a gloomy picture print. After Zhu Minglang pointed it out, the picture print flew out, quickly expanded and turned into a gloomy and strange spiritual door.
Inside the door, a dark dragon flew out.
It was quite clear about its goal. After leaving the spiritual realm, the Dark Dragon spread its wings and rushed towards the Bacchus on the huge wine tank!
Bacchus saw the dark dragon pounce, and the drunkenness on his face disappeared.
He hurriedly raised a wine jar and smashed it at the dragon!
The wine tank shattered, and then a whole river of water and wine poured out, and the powerful sweeping force far exceeded the general torrent.
The flood of wine instantly flooded the street, and the dark dragon was also swallowed by this majestic wine flood, but the power of this flood of wine couldn't force it back. The dark dragon passed directly through the wine tide and bit the wine god. And took it into the air.
"My dragon also likes to drink, but it drinks blood. In the face of me, your biggest capital is to choose a way to die, but you are not very lucky, and you ran into the sky when I was just promoted to God. Shalong." Zhu Minglang said to the Bacchus who was caught in the air with a smile.