"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Zhongjie roared angrily again!

As if in response to his roar - behind the head of the Buddha Mother of Light, within the real world encompassing the various colors of light appearing on the skyline, a bright white light suddenly lit up!

At first, the light spot was very subtle.

Soon after, the light spot became as bright as a tidal wave in the sea, covering it with a layer of light!

The blazing white fire is covered with the wheel of light!

A figure was surrounded by bright white flames, running out of the real world contained by the blazing white flames, and appeared above the Black Sea in an instant - behind that figure, the blazing fire was shining!

In the white fire, the towering 'immortal gate' appears and disappears!

His appearance was so sudden that even Jinglian didn't react - he was eight hundred feet long, had twelve arms, his head was like a lion or a dog, his body was covered with black scales, and his eyes were like two bloody hills.

'The 'lion's roar' that instantly enveloped Jinglian!

Zhong Jianjie watched as Long Ben unfolded his figure. His mood, which was full of anticipation, suddenly calmed down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.

——The dragon surrounding the roaring lion is unusual.

However, its body is only eight hundred feet long. Although it has twelve arms, it has reached the limit of the 'Dragon of All Qi and Rainbows', but how can it be stronger than the 'Dragon of All Life, Death and Years'?

The dragons of all life, death and years in Zhongjie were all under the pressure of the three major phases. They didn't even have to resist for a long time before they were reduced to the original sacrificial object - the snake dragon king toe!

The lion roars and his arms violently push the wheel of bones!

The thunderous sound of the mantra rang out from his mouth: "Om Paka, Pipaka!

Om cha ha! Om cha ha!

Woo-wow-samnka!"

The secret thunder sound that could freeze all life and death was exerted on the eight-hundred-foot dragon that was so close, but it had no effect on it - the lion roared with a face full of rage, and its face became more and more ferocious. The eight-hundred-foot dragon coiled around its body

At this time, Zhang Zhilong tightened his body more and more, dragged it, and swept it into the black sea!

Jinglian's voice suddenly sounded from all directions.

His voice was no longer as gentle as before.

All that was left was anger: "Yuan Mo!

Yuan Mo!

Enemies of Buddha must be killed!"
Chapter completed!