Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

He muttered to himself, and then his body began to fly into the air and began to dance in an extremely gorgeous manner.

As he danced, white holy light emerged around his body, counteracting Prince Anlit's vacuum wave.

"boom!!!"

The powerful force swept across the world.

Zhang Yi flew backwards for more than ten kilometers, and the dimensional gates shattered one after another.

Gao Changkong and Lancelot were shot down from the sky and fell into the bottomless abyss of Nash Country, suffering serious injuries.

The gap in strength is too huge, and there is no way to withstand even a casual attack from Prince Anlit!

Zhang Yi's gaze wandered through the layers of abyss cities in Nash Country.

"Did that Luo Zhuo guy fail? If so, I have no choice but to escape."

Prince Anlit felt neither happy nor sad. The heavy blows to Gao Changkong and Lancelot seemed to him to be a trivial matter, just like swatting away two noisy flies in the house.

However, when he saw Zhang Yi who was intact, he still frowned slightly.

"You seem to be good at defense, so how about this move?"

He raised his finger and pointed it at Zhang Yi. A powerful energy began to condense, ready to be released at any time.

Zhang Yi instantly felt an extremely terrifying aura locking onto him.

He felt a chill on his back. With his strength, he had no chance of defeating the guy in front of him.

Then, run away!

Just when Zhang Yi was about to give up everything and leave this place, a familiar breath suddenly rose from below.

In the slowly collapsing Holy Spirit Temple, thousands of golden rays shot out, and the dazzling light immediately attracted Prince Anlit's attention.

For some reason, he felt an uncomfortable aura.

The broken Holy Spirit Temple looked like an eggshell that had been pecked open.

A moment later, Zhang Yi and his companions saw a figure shrouded in Buddha's light slowly rising from the Holy Spirit Hall.

It was a young figure with long hair and wearing a bright red robe. He had his hands clasped together and looked solemn.

Zhang Yi murmured, "Is he Jueguo, or Luo Zhuo?"

Just when he was confused, the man looked over here and smiled at him faintly.

Zhang Yi understood immediately.

He is neither Jueguo nor Luozhuo.

He is the master of burial, a true master of tantric burial.

Twins are originally of one mind and one body. They are both reincarnations of the Lord of the Charnel Ground. Only when the two become one can they truly achieve perfection and become the patron saints of Tantric Buddhism.

He exuded a sacred aura, in stark contrast to the murderous Prince Anlit.

That kind of power is powerful and vast, yet it makes people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Gao Changkong and Lancelot were seriously injured. The Undertaker bought them a chance to survive and asked them to stop and take medicine to heal their wounds.

"Is this... the master of the Tantric sect's funeral?"

"I knew that if he dared to attack the Demon Kingdom, it would definitely not be that simple!"

"But can he beat that guy? He's a bishop-level alien!"

Zhang Yi also had such doubts in his heart, but at the moment, he had no better way than to trust the master of the funeral.

Prince Anlit stared at the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes gradually changing from empty and boring to hot.

"Finally, I've met an interesting opponent! It's just right for me to test my current strength!"

He clenched his right fist, a powerful energy gathered in his fist, and then he slammed it towards the Burial Master!

The powerful vacuum wave reached the Undertaker in an instant, and then it was like ten thousand suns exploding at the same time. The dazzling white light made everyone temporarily blind!

"Anti-glare mode activated."

The Qianlong Armor blocked the strong light for Zhang Yi, allowing him to see the surrounding objects clearly, but he still felt that the light was too dazzling and difficult to look directly at.