"Are you a disobedient?"

"In fact, I don't plan to waste my quarrels with you." Zhu Minglang said.

"I know I'm not your opponent, but if you want to walk past me, you have to pay the price!" The one-eyed Arhat seemed to know something, and his eyes were firm.

"Then you think too much, you may not even be able to stop me." Zhu Minglang said.

At this time, Zhu Minglang had already walked onto the Arhat Platform and walked along the Arhat Platform towards Hua Qiu's temple.

His steps have indeed not stopped. Although he was not steadily, no matter how many white monks around him were using their magical powers, they could not stop Zhu Minglang for a second.

Zhu Minglang walked straight ahead, and the white monks were killed one after another by the black dragon of the Refining Evil.

The one-eyed Arhat heard the other party's arrogant remarks and immediately slapped the copper lotus. He flew up, and his body was even more like copper oil pouring.

He rushed towards Zhu Minglang, but when he arrived about ten steps in front of Zhu Minglang, a purple tail suddenly slapped off from a high place. The tail was accompanied by extremely dense lightning, forming a gorgeous thunder curtain.

The one-eyed arhat was knocked away by its tail, and the thunder curtain turned into a soft cloth, wrapping the whole body of the one-eyed arhat. The one-eyed arhat was twitched by electricity, and its copper-like body was even charred after continuous thunder and lightning whipping!

It was like a thick piece of black charcoal, the one-eyed arhat was still twisting on the ground. He wanted to stand up, but he quickly fell to the ground.

Zhu Minglang walked past the one-eyed arhat, and the one-eyed arhat also saw a purple dragon above Zhu Minglang's head. The purple dragon was like a gorgeous lightning flashing through the night sky. The purple scales all over his body released dense thunder and lightning wires, and a sky thunder cover was woven around Zhu Minglang.

Some white monks tried to approach Zhu Minglang, but were also electrocuted and twitched all over their bodies.

"You must know how to cherish your life." Zhu Minglang gave the one-eyed arhat a sentence, and then continued to walk towards the next arhat platform.

When Zhu Minglang left the bronze lotus Arhat Platform and continued along the long way, the white monks had already been dealt with by the black dragon of the Ashes, and the scumbags were all over the ground.

The one-eyed Arhat was obviously a hopeless believer. He crawled towards his precious copper lotus and then recited some kind of spell in the copper lotus.

When Zhu Minglang left, the one-eyed Arhat had already sat and transformed into a copper lotus.

His body turned into red and black ashes.

Zhu Minglang looked back, but couldn't help but shake his head.

These Arhats...

Killing or not killing is the same result.

The earthly branch arhat is not very strong, so Zhu Minglang can kill all the way without stopping.

However, the Earthly Branch Arhats have a magical power to serve the gods, that is, once an Earthly Branch Arhat or Tiangang Arhat dies, the strength of another Arhat on the stage will be improved!!

Zhu Minglang didn't know about the Earthly Branch Arhat before, so he killed all the way, but was blocked by the last Arhat at the Golden Rich Arhat Platform, where he damaged the black dragon of the Refining Ear and the Purple Dragon of the Thunder Lord.

Of course, Zhu Minglang just tried to keep the one-eyed arhat breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

If he does not die, he will not increase his magic power to the Arhats behind him.

However, people are determined to die. For the sake of grand faith, they can also sacrifice their life's practice and precious life, just to be a stumbling and hard stumbling block on the way forward for their bright future!

OK.

Adhering to the principle of diligence and thrift in the family, Zhu Minglang deliberately stopped, turned around and stretched out his palm, and took away the soul of this earthly arhat.

Just forget about the monk in white mahjong.

Wasting their spiritual power, their souls are not as good as this Arhat Soul Pearl.

...

Keep moving forward, you can still see many gods and peoples and many worshipers on the next long way.

At this time, after they knew that someone had killed the first Arhat, they retreated to the side in horror, wanting to see the demon emperor from hell stare at Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang walked towards the second earthly branch Arhat Platform, and there was already a wine and meat Arhat waiting for him.

"If I remember correctly, aren't you the God of Dionysus of Tianshu?" Zhu Minglang said to the wine and meat arhat.

This is a greasy and dirty Arhat platform, as if the large training ground was covered with chicken, duck, fish and meat. One plate after another was surprisingly large and filled with oil. In addition, there were jars of neatly arranged water and wine. Some jars were only the size of a palm, but some jars were like rice jars. The most exaggerated one was the jar where the wine and meat arhat was sitting, like a pool.

The wine and meat arhat is soaked in this wine jar at this time.

When Zhu Minglang talked to him, he slowly got up and burped.

"I am... the God of Baccarat... you are the one Zhu Qingzhuo... the one who has been in the limelight in Xuan Ge God..." The God of Baccarat sat on the wine jar, and then stared at Zhu Minglang with drunken eyes.

"Why do you have to be a dog for Hua Qiu?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Otherwise, do you want to be a dog for you? You are always a dog, and there is a difference for whom you give it to." said Dionysian.

"What's the difference? Tell me," Zhu Minglang asked.

"The difference is that I am the Lord of God now!" Dionysian's tone changed, exuding a bit superior.

There are no white monks and no other monks here.

He is the only one guarding here.

It seems that one person can destroy the self-confidence of the rebels!

"Okay, you can choose a way to die." Zhu Minglang stretched out his palm and showed different dragon marks.

The dragon's seal has different colors, like a glowing elf spinning in Zhu Minglang's palm.

Zhu Minglang's behavior is like an old man selling colorful candy, asking the children in front of him to choose a favorite color and taste.

"I know your strength and you are very strong, but if you don't summon the main dragon, I can kill at least three of your divine dragons..." said Baccarat.

"I said, you can choose one." Zhu Minglang said.

"Haha, arrogant!"

"If you don't choose, then I'll choose one for you." Zhu Minglang closed his eyes, then gently flicked the small image with the finger of the other hand.

Select what is what.

It was a gray mark. After being pointed out by Zhu Minglang, the mark flew out, quickly expanded and turned into a dark and strange gate to the spiritual realm.

Inside the door, a dark dragon flew out.

It was quite clear about its target. After leaving the spiritual realm, the dark dragon spread its wings and pounced towards the God of Baccarat on the huge wine tank!

When the God of Baccarat saw the dark dragon pounced on him, the drunkenness on his face disappeared.

He hurriedly raised a wine jar and smashed it hard at the dragon!

The wine jar broke, and then a river-like water and wine surged out, with a powerful sweeping power far exceeding that of an ordinary torrent.

The wine flood instantly flooded the streets, and the Dark Dragon was also swallowed by the majestic wine tide, but the power of the wine tide could not force it back. The dark dragon passed through the wine tide, bit the God of Baccarat in one bite, and took it into the air.
Chapter completed!