Chapter 1247: Red Buddha

After Huang Jing's clone appeared, Di Listening Beast took the initiative to fly over, lying weakly at his feet and moaning. It no longer has any power to fight again, and even its vitality is scarce.
Huang Jing avatar looked at it, his eyes showed a bit of softness, and then, his palm lightly stroked the head of Di Ting Beast, the tyrannical holy power vomited slightly, and its spirit was immediately extinguished.
Di listen beast's perception is extremely keen, and when Huang Jing clone's killing intent is slightly revealed, it has already felt extremely clear. However, it didn't mean to evade resistance at all, just silently endured it, until the last moment of its life, it still looked at Huang Jing clone with extremely loyal eyes!
"Grumbling."
Whether it's Huo Yaoyao or Yaoyi Duhuang, these are also super geniuses who have cultivated for tens of thousands of years. At this moment, they can't help but feel stiff in their throats.
Judging from the performance of Di Ting Beast, they have already reacted. Their previous guess is probably wrong, and it is ridiculously wrong—
The saint realm powerhouse who fell on the floating island is not the master of the truth listening beast at all! Its owner is the weird existence in front of you!
In other words, this person is a strong imperial holy realm!
"call!"
After slaying the Ding Ting Beast with a palm, Huang Jing's clone looked up at the sky. After a while, his eyes passed Huo Yaoyao and the others, and his killing intent flashed past. Then, his hoarse voice came out: "This saint doesn't want to kill anymore, you guys, get out of here!"
Huo Yaoyao and the three took a breath, and subconsciously stepped back.
Reason tells them that while Huang Jing's clone has not been pursued, the farther away from this imperial holy realm powerhouse, the better, but instinct tells them that Huang Jing's clone does not seem to be as powerful as the holy realm powerhouse in the impression, if it is so. It is a pity to give up.
For a time, they were in a dilemma!
"You! Hand over this holy treasure! Otherwise-die!"
Huang Jing's avatar sharpened his eyes again, staring at Young Master Hua, the overwhelming killing intent surging away.
Young Master Hua couldn't help shaking his body slightly. He suddenly shouted: "You don't have to be afraid. He is not the deity here, but a clone. The true combat power will never exceed us! I wait for the four people to join forces, enough to get him Kill, then all the holy fluids on the floating island will be divided equally by us!"
His words were full of provocative, and he thought that all of them would definitely respond as before. However, what made his mind sinking was that both Du Huang, Huo Yaoyao, and Gu Yi looked at him with extremely indifferent eyes and were indifferent to his proposal.
"What do you mean?"
Young Master Hua's heart sank, and he roared, "At this time, don't you still want to profit from the fisherman? The power of this clone is not inferior to the truth listening beast just now! If I die, you don't want to get it. Good! At that time, the treasures of the floating island will still not have your share—"
"Ah."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Du Huang's sneer, "Could it be that if we make a shot with you, the treasure will have a share? I'm afraid, we risk our lives, and eventually the treasure will be booked by you early? Hmm, Let me guess, are you still scolding us "stupid" behind your back?"
Although the other two did not speak, looking at their expressions, they clearly felt the same way, and they all looked at Young Master Hua with extremely indifferent eyes.
"You guys! You guys are short-sighted!"
Young Master Hua was anxious, he had not had time to see what treasure the holy servant Hua Yi handed him. But thinking that the old slave came here at the cost of his life, and the treasure he got in exchange was no small thing, so naturally he couldn't easily show it to others.
"Yes, we are short-sighted, but you are not as far-sighted as you who have the father of "Hua Sheng"."
Huo Yaoyao was also mocking, "Since you are so far-sighted, you must have a plan for how to deal with the predicament in front of you. I waited for the three to dare not intervene."
With that said, the three of them had communicated in unison, and all walked back.
"Damn it!"
The son of Hua gritted his teeth, then looked at Huang Jing's clone, a stern look appeared, "Where is your sacred? Father Huasheng, I must have heard of it? You are bullying the small like this. If you let my father know, I'm afraid It is definitely not letting go!"
The avatar of Huang Jing is the body of mineral crystals. He pulled a very stiff smile on his cheeks, and a jerky voice sounded like gold and iron rubbing: "You, do you want to threaten me with the name of'Hua Furu'?"
When these words came out, Young Master Hua was suddenly shocked: "Who are you on earth?"
Once a warrior rises to the Imperial Saint Realm, his prestige and status will soar, and the world will not dare to insult him! Even in terms of address, ordinary warriors did not dare to call the name of the strong man in the holy realm, but named "Holy".
For example, "Yi Sheng" is like this.
But now, Huang Jing's avatar is not only calling the father of Hua Gongzi directly, but also calling out with the nickname of his father in the past
When Hua Gongzi's father was young, he liked dancing and writing, arty, but he didn't have enough talent to learn, so the poetry and prose he made were often shit.
Therefore, at the time, a familiar warrior gave him the nickname "Rotten Confucian", with a bit of joking.
However, since Naifu Qingyun went straight up and soared all the way to Dao Realm, fewer and fewer people dared to mention this nickname. When he became "Holy", not only was he called this nickname, but even very little was known.
Since Huang Jing's avatar had said this nickname, he was obviously of the same generation as his father!
"You don't deserve to know the identity of this saint."
Huang Jing's clone is a little impatient, hand over the treasure and spare you not to die!
When Hua Gongzi moved his eyes, various thoughts flashed. Suddenly, he shouted violently, "Pretend to be a god! Do you think you can fool me by playing mystery? Let me weigh your strength!"
"Boom!"
He suddenly drew out a long sword, and a thick black whirlpool spread and emerged, overlapping and overlapping, like ripples on the surface of a lake.
Seeing that the mortal move had approached Huang Jing's avatar, suddenly, all the visions disappeared cleanly, and Young Master Hua's figure shook, it was thousands of feet away-
He wanted to escape!
"Huh! The son of Hua Furu is not the wrong kind, exactly like him!"
Huang Jing sneered coldly, her expression was full of disdain, as if she had expected this scene long ago. He shook his body, and came down on Young Master Hua with a little yellow light.
Although he was a step slower, his speed was obviously going to be infinitely faster, and the lightning and flint had already been pushed, and the yellow light like the sky fell heavily!
"Damn it!"
Young Master Hua didn't expect his speed to be so fast. Seeing no hope of escape, he could only resist—
"Black Death Sword Formation!"
The black vortex was born again, and the vortex and black mist spewed for the first time and rushed past at the same time.
"Boom!"
The explosion sounded like the sky and the earth cracked, and the yellow light and black mist in the void violently collided, exploding a series of twisting snake-like cracks.
Soon, Young Master Hua's expression changed. He found that his Black Death Sword Formation actually seemed to hit a copper wall and an iron wall, bursting out again and again, unable to move forward at all.
"Little bugs."
At this time, Huang Jing avatar let out a cold sneer, and the yellow light all over his body suddenly soared, and a grind fell, smashing all his sword array powers to pieces.
"If you want to escape from Ben Sheng, please show me some of your true skills! Otherwise, you will give Ben Sheng-die!"
The monstrous yellow light moved turbulently again, like a giant python conceived, about to rush out of the sky, choosing people to eat.
"Purple Flame Beast King Sword Art!"
When it was, there was a ruthless look in Young Master Hua's eyes, and he spit out a mouthful of golden blood.
"Roar!"
In an instant, there was a roar of ancient times, and a heavy purple glow emerged from behind him.
The light was not so hot, but was filled with a strange chill, as if to freeze the void so that no air currents inside would fluctuate.
Then, a phantom of the terrifying beast king with a majestic head, a body like a mountain, and a purple unicorn on his forehead appeared!
"The Purple Flame Beast King! This, it actually exists, it is not vain!"
Huo Yaoyao narrowed her eyes, and a solemn color appeared.
Gu Yi and Duhuang also showed surprise. They have heard the rumors that Hua Sheng was not talented when he was young, and his cultivation is far from outstanding among his peers. However, once he entered the "Tianzun Realm", he unexpectedly awakened the fate of his body, which was the fate of the "Purple Flame Beast King" inherited from ancient times!
This fate was as high as six stars, although it could not give him the strength of the real Purple Flame Beast King. However, his cultivation speed has greatly increased as a result, and when confronting the enemy, he can also stimulate a trace of the blood of the Beast King, blessing it in the sword.
Obviously, Mr. Hua, who was his aunt, inherited this fate.
"Hua Sheng really loves you, such a selfish person is willing to make such a sacrifice for you."
Huang Jing clone showed an unexpected look.
He is very familiar with the rare and rare fate of the Purple Flame Beast King, and Hua Sheng may have a six-star line of fate. But when it comes to the son of Hua, because of the declining bloodline, he must not be like his father and have a perfect six-star rank!
Therefore, it is impossible for him to condense the blood of the Beast King alone to bless his sword qi.
Now this trick must be Hua Sheng not hesitating to waste and paying a great price to help him condense and live. Even as a strong man in the Holy Realm, Hua Sheng would have to pay a high price for this.
Huang Jing's avatar watched the purple flame beast king's sword gas pounce, but he didn't move. Suddenly, his slightly squinted eyes opened suddenly, and he shouted: "This saint, for the Buddha!"
Om!
The Sanskrit singing sounded, condensed with red rays of light, circling around his body continuously, and then surrounded him like a huge armor.
Soon, he put on a heavy red flames of battle armor, and the whole person exudes a magnificent and upright aura, just like a Buddha! Big Buddha!
"You, you are—"
Young Master Hua's eyes widened suddenly, revealing an unbelievable look.
When it was, the sword energy of the Purple Flame Beast King had already hit, and Huang Jing's clone suddenly lifted his right palm. If infinite Buddha conceived in the palm of his palm, it would become as large as the sky and the earth, and he slapped it out in a heavy motion.
"Click!"
With just one blow, the sword energy of the Purple Flame Beast King collapsed on the spot, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.
After this counterattack, Young Master Hua's heart was dull, and he was so uncomfortable that he spit out blood. He had a chance to say the remaining two words--
"Red Buddha!?"