Chapter 822 Hell

"Why can't you join forces with me?"

A rough voice sounded.

Huang Tuo's resolute face immediately lifted up, looking at the tall main soul in the distance.

As long as the main soul nods to assist him, he will do his best to fight against everyone.

But where should he be now?

The successor is still like a candidate, praying for hope to fall on his head, or helping the main soul escape, with the mentality of not letting others get what he can get.

Then, he can slowly figure it out.

At least he is undoubtedly closer than everyone else.

He spent 20 million, not for some bloody experience.

"Snapped!"

A thick hand grasped the jade slip into pieces, and the crystal and powder were blown away when the hand opened.

Huang Tuo turned his hands and looked at the red-haired master soul in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, I don't understand. I, Huang Tuo, did not work here for a year just to gain experience. I will not leave without the help of senior."

Tu Shanjun looked at the jade slips that were broken into stardust and laughed: "Among so many treasure-hunting monks, you are considered a decent one."

"Ancient Temple Huangtuo, senior, please stay!"

Tushanjun sighed.

Even if he says some things, no one will listen.

Even if he said that there would be no good end for holding the Soul Banner, Huang Tuo would not admit it. It would be better to make him give up completely, so he said: "Okay, I will give you a fair chance."

"Defeat me, and I will stay to help you achieve enlightenment."

"If it doesn't work..."

"If it doesn't work out, I'll go back and forth from where I came."

"Amitabha."

"Since Senior Qi Ling mentioned such a test, I think you all are willing to accept it."

Venerable Fa Hui took over the conversation with a smile.

Even Tu Shanjun, who didn't care about other people's opinions, looked sideways, frowning and staring at Fa Hui's smiling face.

He seemed to have underestimated this person's thickness.

The test originally belonged to Huang Tuo, but he was forced to stop everyone else.

It seems that as long as someone can defeat the main soul, he can control the soul banner.

Unfortunately, other than Huang Tuo, it was difficult for others to refute.

Once you deny it, you give up the opportunity.

Even though they felt shameless, they still acquiesced.

Huang Tuo snorted coldly.

He cursed secretly and was shameless.

It's just that he doesn't have the time to argue with this person.

Once there is an argument, he will become the target of public criticism.

He may not have the mentality that if he can't get what others want, there's no guarantee that there won't be someone among them who wants to fight him to the end even if they don't want to leave the spiritual treasure.

Therefore, at times like this, he should keep a low profile.

Everything depends on strength.

Opening the boxing frame, the Qi and blood all over the body is like a vast lake of Qi and blood rising up to block out the sun. In an instant, the high wall is lifted up by the mountains and rivers, like an immeasurable blood peak rising from the ground.

As he moved his hands, the blood shadow changed, and the entire small world seemed to be blocked by Qi and blood, turning into a void of annihilation.

"Blood death!"

With one punch, he completely shattered the ice sky.

The boundless Qi and blood are like scorching sunlight, and like surging magma, burning all the spiritual energy in the world.

The sky and the earth are like mountains and seas.

A punch from the Taoist body will burn the sky and boil the sea, causing flowers of blood to bloom.

"Huang Tuo."

Venerable Li Ku, holding the sword, pondered softly.

The true genius of the ancient temple, it is said that he has defeated many monks since he entered the world. He once broke into the earth demon blood pool and used the demon corpse to refine his body, so that his Tao body can be further used. The blood god's seven postures were changed into fifteen postures, ranking among

Top 200 on the list of geniuses.

If you don't move forward, it's just because your cultivation level is a little worse.

"When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation."

Hearing the comment from the monk next to him, Venerable Qingluan glanced sideways and said calmly: "The Blood God Taoist body is powerful, so brother Taoist there is no need to worry. We can just sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and wait for the opportunity before taking action."

Who would have guessed.

Venerable Li Ku shook his head slightly.

"What's the meaning?"

"Huang Tuo is very strong, but that person is even stronger."

"How can I see it?"

"My sword has told me."

Qingluan looked at the sword in Venerable Liku's arms, and then at the main soul in the distance.

The main soul moved lightly.

A punch was delivered.

The boundless world of energy and blood seemed to suddenly become an illusory world.

Immediately afterwards,

It was like an invisible giant beast opened its mouth of a pool of blood. As the sun rose and the moon set, black and white alternated. The blood sea that once hung high gradually dissipated, and the whole world regained its clarity.

"Qi and blood are like a rainbow, like thousands of troops forming an array, the blood-killing fist is really good."

Tu Shanjun said softly.

Venerable Qingluan's flaming red lips parted slightly. She knew that this man was powerful, but she didn't expect that he could engulf Huang Tuo's killing fist with just one punch.

She finally understood why Lord Li Ku said this person was stronger.

"The cold and silent land!"

Twisting spell.

When Fahui saw Huang Tuo punching, he had already opened the prayer beads on his neck. A blue and white bead in the prayer beads was spinning, and it seemed like it was raining all of a sudden in the boundless clear sky.

However, the water droplets did not scatter, but turned into ice-cold melting pillars as they hung down.

"We have found a suitable successor for the Ice Hell of the Five Hells of Tianlong Temple."

Li Ku admired.

Fahui is shameless and shameless, and his strength is unquestionable.

The ice-attributed spiritual root makes him very suitable for this method, and it is even rarer that he can understand the position of the Ice Hell.

With one Dharma sacrifice, the snowy silence was as majestic as a prison.

The cold air spreads.

Frost falls off the clothes.

The falling snowflakes turned into sharp needles and long swords in mid-air, and the Ding Ding frost hit the light red vapor, as if even the breath and inspiration of the main soul could be completely frozen.

The main soul waved his sleeves and swept away, and the ice sword passed directly over his palm, as if it was just an invisible thing that could not be captured with both hands.

"film?"

The main soul can feel a biting coldness from the inside out.

Roll your eyes slightly.

The ghost eyes immediately locked onto the blue and white beads in Fahui's hand.

"What it is?"

Lord Qingluan asked the Li Ku swordsman beside him.

Li Ku smiled helplessly: "You think I am the know-it-all of Guxian Tower."
To be continued...