Chapter 527：

If placed in the general heaven.

Even a part of the cavalry was a disaster.

But for Da Zhou.

As long as it is not a ghost ride in a complete state.

Now, I can only come here to send experience.

Just when the Ghost Rider over the Great Zhou Emperor City was almost cleaned up.

At this time, the battle over Zhongzhou had to be decided.

The golden giant of the man's palace was slapped by the master of the Buddha Cave.

Those who have been beaten are losing ground.

The whole body was almost blown away.

The armor on his body is also about to shatter at this time.

His mouth kept spitting out blood.

Thirty-six figures, extremely embarrassed.

Apparently he couldn't hold on anymore.

And at this time.

The icy and cruel voice of the Buddha cave owner rang out.

"Buddha Palm!"

when the sound sounds.

A roaring sound that shocked the world sounded at this moment.

I saw that the palm prints shot this time are no longer made of dark clouds.

Instead, it became like ink.

when pressed.

Space tremors.

The world seems to be annihilated.

"Boom!"

When the golden giant received this blow.

It was shattered in an instant.

As for those golden armored warriors in the palace.

It was shot flying in an instant.

When the body fell to the ground, cracks appeared in the body at this time.

Appeared very embarrassed.

Instantly lost.

And at this time.

The Buddha cave owner said sensibly.

"The Lord of the Human Palace, the strength of your human race is now.

Even worse than being my enemy.

Today, my ghost riding on your human race was destroyed.

This seat will refine all your human races into ghost riders and help me break through! "

when his voice sounded.

The Lord of the Palace said coldly.

"As long as I'm here, you can't hurt a single hair of the human race!"

When the voice fell.

Straight up into the sky, the strength of Daluo Jiuzhong was revealed at this time.

A golden light covered the whole body.

Then, a punch was thrown at this moment.

However, after seeing that fist Gang.

The Buddha Cave Master said with a smile.

"Hey, this is the imperial fist created by your emperor in ancient times!

It's not bad, it's a god-level technique.

However, your comprehension is so poor that you have not grasped the essence.

This imperial fist is soft.

It's a bit of a waste!

It's a lot worse than my buddha palm! "

Then, in the cloud and mist, the true body of the Buddha Cave Lord appeared, wearing a black robe.

He has gray hair and a diamond-shaped scale on his forehead.

It was pitch black and a little cold.

Obviously, he is not a human race.

Then, a palm greeted the fist of the Palace Lord.

His palm print seemed to be soaked in ink at this time.

With that person, the palace master, the golden fist, shows two extremes.