Chapter 350: Crushing by Absolute Power, the Temple Under the Building, the Body of the Vajra Arhat

Killing.

This is a killing feast.

Whether it is Blood Hunter or the subordinates of the Smiling Buddha, they are all slaughtered like chickens and dogs.

The smell of blood permeates the building, and the corridors and stairs are full of blood stains. All kinds of monsters beyond imagination hunt wantonly, turning this place into a purgatory on earth.

Weird and strange tunes are playing.

People's consciousness is like being torn by claws, just like a female teacher using her sharp nails to leave long scratches on the blackboard.

Harsh.

Penetrating the soul.

"Come on."

"I want to eat... I want to eat more..."

"Hehehehehe."

A large mass of wriggling flesh and blood occupied the entire corridor and kept wriggling forward.

It looks similar to Zero, but its essence is completely different. It is the special form that Su Manman has transformed into.

The mistress of the abyss.

A huge mouth opened on her chest.

Then the whole person turned into a wriggling meat ball.

One after another, big mouths tore out, and tough and slippery tongues danced like tentacles.

Those bloody mouths were full of sharp teeth, circling like lampreys, and there were hundreds or thousands of them.

What was even more terrifying was... strange sounds continued to come out of those huge mouths, piercing people's consciousness and brains, forming an extremely strange melody.

Pollution.

This is simply a kind of spiritual pollution.

The people in the corridor were squeezed into a small gap, and the rolling huge meat ball slowly approached. The huge tentacle-like tongue wrapped around them and then rolled them into the huge mouth of the Greedy Abyss.

Chewing! !

That was the sound of a chainsaw tearing, and countless teeth turned in the huge mouth, like an efficient crusher, tearing any prey thrown into it into powder.

[Ability Deprivation]

Several blood hunters who resisted hard actually felt that their abilities were constantly being lost.

This is the hell of the abyss.

This is the whisper of the ancient god.

Those Blood Hunters were unable to use their special powers, as if they were disturbed by some ancient power.

Like the civilians, the Blood Hunters became desperate and helpless, and could only retreat step by step, and then be rolled up by the tongue and thrown into the mouth.

Defeat.

Complete defeat.

The rebellious Blood Hunters gradually understood what real power is.

That is not comparable to money and wealth.

That is not replaceable by status and power.

Absolute power... is the brutality of punching you and killing you at any time! !

At the same time.

Yang Feng, who was silently observing outside the building, also felt that the killing was about to come to an end.

All the released Black Prison prisoners were covered in blood, all of them were very satisfied and excited, and the killing brought a strong pleasure.

"My king."

"The building has been cleaned up almost."

"But I feel... there is a special power at the bottom of the building."

Ying Shuang's transformed consciousness, sniffing with a delicate nose, seemed to be experiencing the bloody smell in the air.

Most of the lives have been slaughtered.

But at the bottom of the building, there is a special force that is resisting the invasion of darkness.

Very special.

Very powerful.

And very familiar.

"Let's go."

Yang Feng nodded, then took Ling's hand and walked towards the building.

At the bottom of the building.

It seems that a secret base has been built here.

This secret base is extremely solid and is made of the highest specification special alloy, but it has not been tested and is built in the shape of a temple.

Temple? ?

At the bottom of the building, there is actually a Buddhist temple.

The gate of the Buddhist temple is shining with golden light, and there is a Vajra Arhat sitting cross-legged at the door, resisting the invasion of darkness.

Rakshasa.

That was the most loyal subordinate of Fat Jin Ya.

He is also a Blood Bodhi-level strongman, and now after some kind of transformation, his whole body is coated with a layer of gold, looking like a Vajra Arhat.

Bang! !

There was a loud bang.

Jinshan broke the stone wall upstairs and fell in front of the Buddhist temple.

That perfect monster with muscles all over his body, with an extremely strong body accumulating strength.

Muscle fibers became thicker and thicker, like countless steel bars entangled together, making bursts of "creaking" sounds.

Boom! !

Jinshan rushed forward and smashed Luosha with his huge fist.

Luosha's gilded diamond body, backhanded a punch, and collided with Jinshan.

A dull sound came between the two, like a bell at dawn and dusk, causing the entire floor to vibrate, and the resulting fist pressure made the ground full of cracks.

What?

Luosha's physical strength can actually wrestle with Jinshan? ?

"Faith."

"Raksha's body is blessed by the power of faith."

"Can Jinshan's perfect muscle fibers not break this power of faith..."

Yang Feng had arrived nearby without knowing when, and looked at Luosha's golden body with a little interest. He didn't expect that this master of blood bodhi was blessed by some powerful existence.

Old order? ?

Is this the power of the old order?

If Fat Jin Ya had provoked the Old Order and was controlled by the pollution, then everything would make sense.

"Fat Jin Ya, he shouldn't dare to betray me."

"But if he has the support of the Old Order behind him, then that would explain his courage."

Yang Feng's mouth slightly raised, he didn't expect that there was also an Old Order hidden in the Panlong base.

At this time.

Everyone came to Yang Feng.

Su Manman changed back to human form and stood behind Yang Feng with excitement.

Long Er and Jiang Lin also successfully completed the task, with the blood of the betrayers on their hands.

"Black Death General."

"You go to Jinshan."

Yang Feng ordered lightly, and the most powerful demon shadow among the Black Prison prisoners, a general with black demon flames burning all over his body, appeared.

Black Death General.

It is the fusion of many resistance consciousnesses.

Despair.

Pain.

Desire for death.

Countless twisted beliefs, entangled together, formed the Black Death General.

It is stronger than any other Black Prison prisoner. As the leader of the prisoners, the Black Death General slowly walked out of the shadows with a special black flame sword in his hand.

Suffocation.

The appearance of the Black Death General made everyone at the scene feel suffocated.

Although it is far from the level of [King], the breath of death is more real, which makes people tremble with fear.

"My king's general is really terrifying."

Ying Shuang looked at the Black Death General with shining eyes.

Not only was it powerful, but it also contained a twisted power of faith, just right for dealing with the Rakshasa in front of him.

"Jinshan, come back."

Yang Feng ordered lightly. Jinshan, who was fighting harder and harder, almost demolished all the nearby buildings. He was constantly venting his power and retreated unwillingly.

The Black Death General walked forward slowly.

Rakshasa looked at the Black Death General, and his gilded body seemed to dim.

"Don't open this door..."

"The Buddha can't leave yet... not yet..."

Rakshasa made a sacred tone, as if it was a Sanskrit sound falling from the sky.

Pain.

When he said this, Rakshasa's expression twisted, but his gilded face made him smile strangely.

Involuntarily.

Everyone could feel that Rakshasa was also involuntarily guarding here, and the Buddha seemed to be trapped by some kind of power and could not escape from this underground Buddhist temple.

"Then I will help you get rid of it first."

Yang Feng raised his finger forward, and the Black Death General raised the burning sword in his hand and slashed at the Rakshasa's diamond-like body.

The black devil flame burned.

The twisted consciousness of desperate death turned into the wailing of countless evil ghosts.

Crack, crack, crack.

The gold plating on the Rakshasa's body broke under this crazy dark power, and turned into countless fragments that peeled off.

Puff.

Rakshasa's entire body was split into two, and was actually cut in the middle by the Black Death General's sword.

Liberated.

Everyone looked at the Rakshasa's separated body, and actually saw the expression of liberation on his two faces...

Weird.

This matter revealed weirdness everywhere.