Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"If you remove the strong word in your words, I will like it more!"

Zhao Ke looked at it sincerely and felt evil.

"Remove the word strong??"

Dajue was stunned by the evil thought, and after repeating the words just now in a low voice in his heart, his face suddenly turned cold.

"court death!"

Before Dajue's evil thoughts could strike, the roots of countless trees rose up from the ground. These roots quickly twisted into a ball, twisted into a huge fist, and punched him.

"A pile of rotten wood, no matter how big it is, it's still wood!"

Facing the giant hand covering the sky, Dajue didn't take the evil thoughts to heart, and also waved his palm to sweep away.

Black magic flames rolled up around it, as if it was about to burn the void, and hit the fist above the head directly. With a bang, the black flame instantly ignited the giant fist, like a furious black dragon, along the wooden giant hand, killing To Zhao Ke.

Seeing the magic flames pouring down on him, a huge rock broke through the ground, like a huge shield blocking Zhao Ke's face.

"Supernatural Assimilation"

Instead, Zhao Ke's eyes shone brightly, activating this ability inherited from Luo's female skin for the first time.

With the activation of the ability, the wooden fist actually began to undergo supernatural transformation from the wooden structure in an instant.

"wrong!"

Sensing the sudden change of wind pressure in the air, Dajue's face suddenly changed.

In the sea of ​​flames above his head, a flawless diamond fist smashed down like Mount Tai.

"boom…"

The entire mountain trembled violently.

The ruins of the Devil's Cult ruins have now completely become history under this punch.

Zhao Ke flicked his fingers lightly, and the huge diamond wall in front of him seemed to come alive, and quickly moved away.

I saw Dajue's evil face turned livid, the left half of his body was almost bloody, and the flesh and blood writhed, almost recovering in the blink of an eye, even the black clothes on his body, unexpectedly also recovered.

"I underestimate you!"

Dajue's evil thoughts momentarily raised his head with a cold face and looked at the Buddha above his head, suspended above the nine heavens.

His eyes turned cold for a moment.

The two looked at each other, making the air between them thunder.

Zhao Ke didn't pause, and quickly shot again.

Although it is at the cost of super gems, it can make itself the strongest peak state of the natural seer.

But not without a time limit.

Besides, such a big movement may have already alarmed the outside world.

Zhao Ke must make a quick decision, and must not plunge himself into this muddy water.

The figure of Zhao Ke jumped up, and with the deafening roar of the tiger, he decisively activated the "Overlord Tiger"

"Ow—"

The sound of the tiger's roar shook the mountains and fields, but Zhao Ke's figure had disappeared, and all he could see was the galaxy tearing through the void and the fire that distorted the space.

The two blades of the day-burning and night-burning thorn merged, trying to pierce the void in front of you.

"The Sutra of Ten Thousand Transformations!!" Dajue's evil thoughts roared, turning into a black light and rushing over.

Coming up is lore, no nonsense.

An evil Buddha appeared behind him, with three heads and six arms, just like the Ming King who destroyed the world. When he shot his hands, ten thousand hectares of magic fire smashed towards Zhao Ke like a tidal wave.

In the ghost city, everyone stared at the picture in front of them in astonishment.

The gamblers who had bet on Dajue Evil Thought just now, their faces drained of blood, screamed, "No, I want to re-bet."

Zhao Ke's strength far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Even Granny Hong and the others were a little surprised.

The momentary suspense of winning or losing instantly became unknown.

However, when someone wanted to bet on Zhao Ke again, they found that Yang Wancai had closed the betting channel on the grounds that the battle had started.

Chapter 1097

boom!

There was a loud shock, and the entire Kailing Temple trembled.

I saw a terrifying air wave coming from the front, mixed with countless broken stones and huge ancient trees, like a mudslide, after hitting the purple bamboo, it was blocked by the huge Buddha power on the purple bamboo.

"puff!"

Under the tremendous force, the monks chanting sutras vomited blood one after another.

"Amitabha..." Qing Dun recited the Buddha's name, his face was filled with sorrow, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head, and two threatening lights shot out from his eyes.

Unexpectedly, like senior brother Qingzheng, he cut open the palm with one knife, and let the golden blood flow into the soil in front of him, nourishing the purple bamboo.

The two are desperately trying.

Using the blood of the Buddha who practiced asceticism as oil, he ignited the light of the Buddha in front of him.

Both of them are eminent Buddhist monks in the current world, but if they go on like this, they won't last long, and the oil will run out.

Zen Master Wuxiang was worried about the comfort of the two masters.

I only hope that the Great Protector Sanjie Elder can come back as soon as possible, but what everyone didn't notice was that.

Not long after the blood of the two eminent monks poured into the ground.

The golden blood turned blood red in an instant.

Strands of red light, as slender as hair, drilled out from under the rhizome of the purple bamboo, like a newly hatched snake, along the golden blood of the two people, quietly sneaked into their bodies.

"Rumble"