Repugnant Gateway

At this moment, all the Yan Luo were controlled at the feet of An Zheng, and their power was almost absorbed because of their ignorance of the enchantment. After the conversion, these forces were injected into Anzheng's body, and an explosion of air was generated. Anzheng's cultivation status was elevated in this hell.

But Anzheng himself is very clear, this is the only chance to kill these Yanlu.

Most of his current strength comes from the anti-scale **** armor brought back, it is an ancient familiar but not completely belong to the strength of contention. An Zheng knew that the anti-scale God Armor must have encountered something in the hands of Violet, so as to awaken some long-lasting memories.

The power I gained was a great deal, once the man whom even Violet admired.

However, this power will eventually dissipate, because it does not fit so well with the current physique of contention.

The reason why these Yanlus become extremely passive in such a short time is because they do not understand the enchantment and they do not understand Anzheng. If there is another time, with so many fairy powers gathered together, it is basically impossible for An Zheng to think about it all at once.

But at this moment, the golden light lingered in the sky. In the bright light, a Buddha shadow is faintly visible.

"Anzheng."

The voice was very solemn and even echoed.

"who are you?"

An Zheng looked up.

"Dazang."

The majestic statue of Buddha sitting cross-legged in the clouds, could not see clearly, but it made people feel that he was so real. He sat there, giving a peaceful and warm feeling, but with a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

"what are you going to do?"

An Zhengang asked first.

"You can't kill them."

The Tibetan Bodhisattva sat cross-legged and said mildly: "The Three Realms have their own rules of the Three Realms, and each world must maintain a balance in order to maintain it. The existence of the Eighteen Temples is the key to maintain this balance. If you kill them, you will destroy the hell. "

"It's my offense?"

An Zheng walked to one of Yan Luo's foreheads and raised his finger to his forehead: "So in this **** world, it is reasonable for Yan Luo to kill people. Isn't it possible to kill Yan Luo?"

"You shouldn't come."

The Tibetan Bodhisattva said slowly: "If you don't come, there will be no such robbery. They will not come to kill you, nor will they have any intersection. In the final analysis, it is because you came, and it is you who are the first to be wrong. "

"Again."

An Zheng raised his head, tit-for-tat, reckless.

"You do n’t show up when they want to kill us because you think it ’s very reasonable. I want to kill them, you think it ’s unreasonable. I used to be very reasonable before, but later became more and more unreasonable. Reasonable, so ... "

Anzheng grasped the head of the Yan in front of both hands, raised his knees against the shoulder of the Yan, and twisted his hands back and forth a few times, slamming the head of the Yan directly. The thick black blood fountain was sprayed out like this. An Zheng held his head with both hands and looked at it, throwing it aside.

"What if I kill?"

Da Zang's face obviously changed: "Anzheng, you are not such a person. Let go of grudges, let go of the past, put down the heart of killing, so that your heart can be sublimated. Your tolerance is not enough, so the realm will appear bottleneck."

"lay down?"

An Zheng walked in front of another Yan Luo, still like this ... Two hands grasped that Yan Luo's head, his knees pressed against his shoulders and then struggling to pull up. With a pop, another head was dragged down by Anzheng.

He threw the head of the person aside and kicked away: "That's what you put down ... you put it down, why don't you talk to these Yanlu? The seventh Yanlu said that he met your golden body image halfway before coming. You told him not to kill us, but the seventh Yan Luoke had listened to you? You said to him to let go, and you do n’t know whether it works. You have hatred in your heart, and you persuade people to let go of hatred, which is to indulge the wicked to torture yourself. Why am I doing this? Why can't I indulge myself and torture the wicked. "

An Zhengang's jaws looked rebellious at this moment.

"Anzheng, you have to think about the **** world."

"fart."

An Zheng picked up an iron gun from the ground, which was the iron gun. He was previously caught in the hands of a Yan Luo, and stabbed into Chen Shaobai's back again and again. Chen Shaobai is still dying now, and if Chen Shaobai did not arrive in time at that time, they would have been dead now. And in this **** world, after they die, the soul and flesh will be controlled by Yan Luo and tortured casually.

"I killed all these guys, so I let go."

Anzheng raised a cruel mouth: "That's really letting go ... Is this **** a life or a death, stability or collapse, what does it have to do with me? I've entered this hell, why don't you kill all this!"

The voice of his last sentence suddenly increased, and the iron gun in his hand flew out directly through Yan Luo's heart. The iron gun pierced from the front and pierced from the back, and a drop of black sticky blood hanging from the tip of the gun dripped slowly.

"Enjoy!"

In the sky, the sound of Buddha suddenly froze.

"Don't be obsessed!"

"Come and stop me."

An Zheng strode forward, and when he was about to rush forward in front of the pierced Yan Luo, he suddenly turned sideways, grabbed the iron gun, turned his body half a circle, and turned his face forward to face backward, While turning half a circle, one foot kicked out right in the middle of Yan Luo's face. He grabbed the iron gun and struck his face in his face. The iron gun was pumped out by him, and Yan Luo's body flew backwards and sprinkled blood all the way.

An Zheng struck a little bit, his body exploded, and his feet were pressed against Yan Luo's chest in the air. That Yan Luo's back hit the ground heavily, hitting a big pit directly. Anzheng held the iron brace in both hands and poked at his head, one shot broke the left eye, one shot broke the right eye, one shot broke the mouth full of teeth, one shot pierced the forehead, one shot pierced the neck, one shot pierced The abdomen ... the guns are crucial.

Chen Shaobai was shot many times, and Anzheng returned a lot of shots.

An Zheng poked the iron gun in his hand and looked at the sky dome with his iron gun in his hand: "I have asked many people more than once ... Who are the rules for? The good people are law-abiding, the bad people are not. It ’s law-abiding, so in the final analysis ... the unconstrained is the bad guys, the wicked ones. And the good guys live in the frame, and they have to bear the weight of the word moral, so tired. "

He pointed to the Yan Luo: "Do you believe it or not, after a while their cultivation power will continue to recover, they will try to kill me. And I am still in this hell, once my current enchantment dissipates, How much crazy revenge will I face before going out of hell? Can my friends and I go out alive? At that time, you would sit so majestic on the throne of the white jade lotus, with your head down and the highest right Those Yan Luo said ... Let go? "

Da Zang Bodhisattva said after a moment of silence: "Don't force me to shoot ... I just said that the fault is with you first. If you don't come to hell, there would be no such thing. The human world is the human world, the **** world is The **** world, the three worlds are not connected, is the rule. "

"What the **** doesn't make sense!"

An Zheng screamed in the sky: "Your so-called three realms are unsuccessful, but people are not allowed to go anywhere. The people in the immortal palace can endanger the human realm at will, the ghosts of the **** realm can do anything wrong. Only mortals must accept it? From today on, I said ... Where I am going, whatever the three realms he is, whatever immortal ghosts he is, I have to let me know wherever I go! "

He slapped a palm on Yan Luo's head, and the head was blown away. The shattered brain blasted out like a bullet, punching out several blood holes in the two Yan Luos not far away.

"You're wrong in me?"

Anzheng raised his head and said aloud: "I am saving people, justice, and eradicating sin. I want to go where I want, whatever I want. As long as I am right, I am the rule ... I read, yes. For the purpose of heaven. I am angry, for the prestige of heaven. "

He swept across one leg and kicked the heads of the two Yan Luo kneeling there directly.

"You are too arrogant!"

Dazang Bodhisattva obviously angered: "I know that you have good intentions only to come out to stop, if you are a wicked person, I have already suppressed you. Anzhen, if you don't stop, I will exercise what **** should be. Rule punishment. "

An Zheng screamed: "Come!"

The voice burst hoarsely.

"come!"

He raised his finger to the sky: "The one who hurt my brother, let alone these Yanlu, even if you are a Buddha, I will destroy it!"

He punched another Yan Luo in the head and smashed it on the spot. Then he turned around and picked up the iron sword of the previous seventh Yanlu from the ground and cleaved it. The nearest Yanlu was directly split into two pieces. He swept the iron sword and sent a human head into the air.

"I control him as a demon or a monster of hell, and I control what rules or orders he has."

It seems that it is another person who is fighting for violence, a self that has been suppressed in the heart for too long. He hacked with one sword and killed with another. In a few moments, none of the remaining Yan Luo could escape, and all were beheaded by him. The most powerful first Yan Luo also ran a few steps in front of him, but there was no way to escape at the time of the strongest enchantment. As long as he moved, the suction would make his cultivation ability quickly pass away.

"With my current strength, the enchantment can only last for so long, and will soon dissipate."

Anzheng's hands were covered with black thick blood. He tossed the iron sword aside, and the ear tremors of the trembling sound were hurting. His wildness does not belong to anyone's world. The enchantment dissipated, the blood mist dissipated, and the murderousness gradually dissipated.

The coldness in Anzheng's mouth did not dissipate.

"You can't control this world, I'll control it. You can't make order, I'll control it. You can't teach the world, I'll teach it. Everything you can't do, I'll do it!"

His head looked up to the sky dome, and the sky dome also bowed down to be a courtier.

"If you want to maintain the so-called order of your **** world, just shoot. Either you killed me, or I killed you. Or, leave me alone!"

That anger repelled, like Haotian thunder!