Female President's Almighty King

There are not many people standing in the red world.

The controlled strong men of Shengtian Sect seemed to be assisted by God. They felt no pain and were not even afraid of death. They kept fighting.

Even Bai Ye and his men had to join the battle again.

Fortunately, Ding Mo and others are here, otherwise Bai Ye and others would not be able to hold on for long.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen looked solemn. If this continued, they would all die here.

As expected of a great villain who has been suppressed for countless years, his strength is extraordinary!

If we cannot break the current situation, we will become more and more passive.

Boom!

Divine thunder continued to fall, striking the mountain of flesh and blood.

The huge body of the Mountain of Flesh and Blood was impossible to avoid, and in the end, it simply gave up trying to hide.

He took on the divine thunder and controlled the strong men of Shengtian Sect to start a fight.

There was even a blood shadow that pounced on Ding Mo and others, trying to take over their bodies.

Although it is difficult to possess someone else's body without the guidance of the 'Holy Mantra', it is not impossible.

It's just a little troublesome.

On the Shengtian Sect side, only three or four people including the Holy Son are still struggling and holding on.

Their faces were filled with pain and looked extremely ferocious, and it was obvious that they could not hold on for much longer.

"No, Uncle Master...save me...I don't want to die."

The Son of God was terrified. In his entire life, he had never been so terrified as he was before.

Even though he was almost detained by Xiao Chen last time, it was not like this today.

Last time he still had some trump cards that he hadn’t used, but today… he felt that all his trump cards were useless.

"How can it be death? This is a great opportunity for immortality..."

Gu Liangping smiled slightly.

"Don't resist. If you miss this great opportunity, you won't have it again in a thousand years."

"You... Gu Liangping, you will not die well."

The Son of God cursed loudly.

"Why don't you want this great opportunity of immortality? Even if I die or become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

"Haha, even if you want to die, it's impossible."

Gu Liangping was not angry at all, and looked at the Mountain of Flesh and Blood, the Nine-Tailed Fox, and the Blue Emperor.

I don't know when it will be able to recover its strength.

Once the blood sacrifice is complete, it should be OK, right?

"Take advantage of this opportunity to kill the Holy Son and the others."

Ding Mo noticed the state of Shengzi and the others and said loudly.

"it is good."

Zhao Jiuyang nodded, and after placing Zhao Tianqiong and Zhao Cangqiong in a relatively safe place, he attacked the short and fat man and others.

"Amitabha……"

The ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai also calmed down his breathing, slowly stood up, and rushed out to kill.

"Senior, please leave him to me."

"You? Sure."

Zhao Jiuyang glanced at the Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai and nodded.

"Old monk, let me help you."

Xue Chunqiu also came over.

"Haha, then let's fight side by side today and send him to see the Buddha."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai looked at Xue Chunqiu, smiled and nodded.

"He is from the Holy Heaven Sect, but he doesn't believe in your Buddha."

Xue Chunqiu tightened the knife in his hand and said coldly.

"It doesn't matter. What I have to do is to send him to see the Buddha... As for whether he believes it or not, it depends on the Buddha's ability to make him return to the right path."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Ruya said this and took a step forward.

"Ah...if I die, I will take you with me."

The short and fat man had a ferocious look on his face, and the flesh on his fat face kept shaking.

"Really? Then give it a try."

As Xue Chunqiu finished speaking, he slashed with his sword.

On the other side, the Holy Son was also beaten back by Zhao Jiuyang.

"Zhao Jiuyang, aren't you afraid of harming the Broken Star Palace?"

"Oh, what a bullshit Saint Son, he is nothing but an abandoned child."

Zhao Jiuyang sneered.

"You don't need to worry about what's going on with the Broken Star Palace... and you, abandoned by your master, still think you're the Holy Son of the Holy Heaven Sect?"

Hearing what Zhao Jiuyang said, the Son of God’s defense broke down and he spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

Even his eyes turned red and blood gushed out.

He gritted his teeth. Why do these old guys speak so harshly?

So is Ding Mo, and so is Zhao Jiuyang!

"Abandoned child... No, I am not an abandoned child. I don't believe it... How could my master harm me? Gu Liangping must have lied to me."

The Son of God roared, his long hair disheveled, and he looked a little crazy.

As his mind became unstable, Zhao Jiuyang punched him, knocking him out and smashing him heavily to the ground.

Click.

There was a sound of bones breaking and his chest caved in.

Zhao Jiuyang's expression was cold. Even if this punch didn't take the Saint Son's life, it would at least seriously injure him, right?

Just as he stepped forward and was about to deliver another blow, the fallen Son of God suddenly stood up.

Blood was flowing from all his seven orifices and his entire body turned red.

"Respect my name..."

The Holy Son muttered intermittently.

"This……"

Zhao Jiuyang's eyes narrowed. Was he controlled? Was he turned into a monster?

Roar!

The Holy Son roared and rushed towards Zhao Jiuyang.

His combat power is even stronger than when he was at his peak!

Except for the Holy Son, the short and fat man and the others are now unable to hold on any longer.

One by one...it's like they were bitten by zombies and are about to mutate.

"Old monk, we have to kill him before he is controlled."

Xue Chunqiu's eyes flashed and he said.

"Otherwise...it will be dangerous."

"Ah."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai nodded and slapped the air.

The short and fat man had to fight for control of the body while facing attacks from two people, and it was already difficult for him to hold on.

boom.

The short and fat body flew out.

The next second, he turned over and got up, bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Amitabha, he has finally fallen into the devil's way."

Upon seeing this, the ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai chanted a Buddhist name.

"What kind of evil way is this? Kill him quickly."

Xue Chunqiu was annoyed. It's already this time, and you're still complaining... Are you Tang Monk?

"Donor, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now..."

The ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai came back, but his speed was not slow and he killed him close.

Then... he was knocked out at an even faster speed.

puff.

The Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai fell heavily to the ground, his old face, neither sad nor happy, full of pain.

"Old monk, is he dead?"

Xue Chunqiu gripped the knife tightly, stared at the short and fat man, and asked without turning his head.

"Not yet...not yet."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai answered weakly.

"Oh, then your Buddha is blessing you."

Xue Chunqiu felt relieved.

"At this time, why haven't you seen your Buddha come out to exorcise the demons?"

"Ahem... The Buddha is so busy that he doesn't have time to exorcise demons..."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai said this and slowly sat up.

"To subdue demons and monsters, we have to rely on ourselves."

“It’s like asking the God of Wealth for wealth, but in reality you still have to work hard on your own?”

Xue Chunqiu curled his lips.

"..."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai ignored Xue Chunqiu, took a deep breath, and practiced his skills, then he felt the severe pain dissipated a lot.

Xue Chunqiu saw that the ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai had stopped moving, so he turned his head and looked at him: "You stopped moving, I thought you had passed away."

"puff……"

Hearing Xue Chunqiu's words, the Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai, who had just suppressed a mouthful of blood, spurted out directly.