The disgusting monster's mouth was like a sprinkler's sprinkler, and a blood-red viscous liquid was sprayed out.

puff----

Moreover, its head turns its head left and right, ensuring that it can be taken care of in the fan-shaped area with a radius of 20 meters in front of it - even rain and dew are stained.

The disciples of Wanjian Returning Sect reacted very quickly and avoided them before the mucus fell on their bodies.

However, there were still three disciples who were too close to dodge and were directly sprayed on their faces because they were too close to each other.

Way wow—

All three disciples made noises, and bubbles and white smoke rose.

The ground around them is sinking at an extremely fast speed.

When the others saw this, they all changed their colors in shock and quickly retreated.

A Wuying Emperor from Wuxiangmen proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha--"

As he said that, he jumped and came to fifty meters above the monster.

His right hand formed a palm and patted the monster out of thin air.

It was seen that his energy condensed into a huge palm that was twenty meters wide and nearly forty meters long, pressing down towards the monster.

It doesn't seem to be fast, but it envelopes the monster, leaving it inescapable.

boom--

With a violent vibration on the ground, a shock wave spread out around.

The ashes on the ground spread like waves.

Some people who were close to each other quickly ran back and condensed an energy photocoat to protect their whole body.

When everything calmed down, the giant palm had disappeared.

Only a huge palm print that was five meters deep was left at the place where the monster stood.

At the center of the palm print, a large pool of blood was corroding the ground, making continuous sounds of wavy and turning blood bubbles.

Everyone looked at the disciple of Wuying in the air, full of respect.

"The Buddha Seal, the unique skill of Wuxiangmen, is indeed well-known."

"Yes, awesome!"

"This is just the most ordinary Buddhist seal. The right palm is stretched out, and there is no real seal. I heard that their right hand can make several seals at the moment of their move. The more seals they make, the greater the power. If they can make ten seals, the power can easily slap a mountain into the ground."

"Awesome!"

At this time, the monster was dead, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The martial saint of Wanjian Guizong turned his head and wanted to continue interrogating Zhang Fan.

But he found that Zhang Fan had disappeared long ago.

When I looked around, I saw that Zhang Fan had already taken the opportunity to escape more than 100 meters.

"Hold!"

The martial saint who returned to the sect of Ten Thousand Swords had fluttering sleeves and fluttering hairbands, as if he had the spirit of an immortal.

For the sake of image, of course it is impossible to swear in front of so many people.

But he also cursed in his heart.

It took so many people so much effort to catch this kid, but they ran away in a blink of an eye.

"Don't let him run away!"

The Martial Saint cried out, then pointed his right hand at Zhang Fan, and the long sword behind him was unsheathed.

He jumped onto the long sword and went to chase Zhang Fan.

When the other four martial saints saw this, they also cursed "Fuck" in their hearts and followed them to block Zhang Fan.

To be honest, it is embarrassing to pursue a small Martial Emperor again and again.

Now the five martial saints are surrounding a martial emperor together, and they have been encircling each other again and again, which is so fucking embarrassing.

It's like five big cats surrounding a mouse that has just been full of the moon. It's fake to say that it's not embarrassing.

But there is no way. Although this kid is just a mere Martial Emperor, his speed is too fast.

They didn't take action in person, but rely on other disciples to catch this kid, but they didn't even have a sect.

So, in this small town, there was another scene of five big cats surrounding a full moon mouse.

After chasing for another half an hour, they once again surrounded Zhang Fan.

And this time, more than 30 disciples from Wuxiangmen formed more than 30 Buddhist seals and surrounded them outside;

More than 30 disciples of Wanjian Guizong controlled the flying sword and flew around in a circle.

Another Martial Saint used an energy light shield to lock Zhang Fan inside, leaving him unable to escape.

"Boy, run, you run!"

A martial emperor said panting.

Zhang Fan smiled, shook his head, and said, "I can't run anymore, I won't run anymore."

A martial saint looked very bad and his tone was very stern: "We just asked you a few words. If we answered well, we would let you go. If you dare to say a little false statement or escape again, this is your role model!"

As he said that, he waved his right hand gently to a five-story building on the left.

Boom-

The five-story building collapsed in front of him like a building block.

Under the building, more than 30 disciples had no time to hide and were buried directly by the ruins of the building.

Everyone was covered in black thread.

The Martial Saint was also a black line, so it was too embarrassing.

I originally wanted to establish my authority, but I didn't expect it to be embarrassing.

However, as a martial saint who wants to be shamed, he naturally has to hide it.

He looked at the ruins and shouted, "Don't pretend to be dead, get out!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw clamoring sounds coming from the ruins, and the ruins were lifted up.

The disciples jumped out in a grim face.

As Wu Ling, King Wu and Emperor Wu, they naturally could not be crushed to death by a mere building.

Otherwise that would be too embarrassing.

But it's not just them who are in the dust.

Although the disciples around were not pressed downstairs, the dust raised when the building collapsed also made them look dirty.

Zhang Fan almost couldn't help laughing.

"explain!"

In order to cover up the embarrassment, the Martial Saint continued to question Zhang Fan.

"Okay, okay, I say, I say."

Zhang Fan said while showing weakness.

After all, this is a martial saint, and you can't argue with others.

Otherwise, it is possible to be torn into pieces in minutes.

However, just as Zhang Fan was thinking about how to make up, a loud and harsh air defense alarm suddenly sounded throughout the city.

Woo —————

Everyone was stunned.

What's going on?

Since they came to this Silent Hill, they have never heard any other sounds except that monster.

Where did this air defense alarm come from?

Then, with the air defense alarm coming, something even more strange happened.

I saw black clouds sweeping quickly in the gray sky.

Note that it is a dark cloud, not a dark cloud.

Black clouds swept across the city and the entire city was getting darker rapidly.

At the same time, the ashes on the streets quickly disappeared, and pieces of cement floor seemed to be lifted up by some force.

At the same time, another kind of fiery red and black ground replaces the concrete floor.

It looks like the ground that has just burned and has not yet completely extinguished.

On the walls of the house next to it, the walls quickly fell off, and the roof was lifted up by the force.

At the same time, the walls are re-covered with fiery red and black.

The same changes are happening to the roof.

To be precise, the entire city is undergoing the same drastic changes.
Chapter completed!