Bold Evildoer, Poor Monk Fahai

Chapter 482: Your time is over

The dragon's claws held the unpredictable power and grabbed Fahai.

Fahai raised his head and took a look, raised the second Qi in Ao, and suddenly opened his mouth to exhale two mana, transforming into a ferocious Tianlong and rushing towards the dragon claw.

The roar is endless, and the halo blooms, stunning all beings.

The dragon's claw shattered at the sound, hunting with momentum.

Zulong waved his hand and opened his hunting aura, his hostile pupils locked Fahai tightly, "I didn't expect your mana to be really good."

Fahai's expression is calm, the ancient well is not waved, and the golden light glows in his eyes, "The methods of the poor monk are stronger than you think."

"This king doesn't care who you are. In front of this king, if you are a real dragon, you have to bow your head, because this king is the ancestor dragon, the ancestor of ten thousand dragons."

Zulong is in awe.

"You don't care who the poor monk is, why do the poor monks care who you are?"

Fahai sneered again and again.

"presumptuous!"

Zulong was furious.

His grand ancestor dragon was so contemptuous.

Fa Hai looked at him with a smile, "You want to kill the poor monk with your broken dragon soul? The poor monk just wants to say that you overestimate yourself and underestimate me."

As he said, Fahai's figure flashed, and he suppressed the remnant soul of Ancestral Dragon with his palm.

The remnant soul of the ancestral dragon was moved, and the dragon claws condensed again, grabbing the Buddha's hand. Fa Hai snorted coldly, and the bergamot burst into a tyrannical aura, shaking away the dragon's claws and holding the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon in his hand.

"Today, your strength is no better than that of the late Jinxian Da Luo Jinxian, so you speak out in front of poor monks? You think too much."

Fahai's expression was indifferent and his words were cold, which made the Zulong soul tremble. He could feel that Fahai was not joking with him, but would really kill him and completely disappear from the Three Realms.

He originally thought that as an ancestor dragon, even if it was just a remnant soul, his strength was no longer the same as before. As long as the remaining power was still there, he could shock Fa Hai. Never thought that Hai completely ignored this set, and actually captured him easily.

Seeing that Fahai was about to crush his soul, he cried out in shock: "Bald, you kill this king, no one knows how to inherit the ancestral dragon inheritance."

Hearing this, Fahai frowned suddenly and couldn't help looking at Ao Xin.

There was a strange look in Ao Xin's eyes, but she did not say anything. She did not dare to interrupt Fahai's work without authorization.

"Ao Xin, this old dragon is telling the truth?"

Ao Xin shook her head and replied, "Bodhisattva, the father said that as long as you get here, you should get the ancestral dragon inheritance."

As soon as he said this, the remnant soul of Ancestral Dragon suddenly became anxious, and he yelled at Ao Xin, "This king is your ancestor, how dare you send me to a dead end?"

"You are the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, yes, but you did not protect the Dragon Clan. And the Bodhisattva has done too much for the Dragon Clan. If it is not for the Bodhisattva, the Dragon Clan can only curl up in the four seas to see the face of the gods.

Ao Xin spoke coldly.

Hearing her words, the remnant soul of Ancestral Dragon looked sad, "Has the dragon clan withered to such a degree?"

Thinking of how vigorous he was when he ruled the Dragon Clan and surpassed the Ten Thousand Clan.

Fa Hai stared at the remnant soul of Ancestral Dragon with cold eyes, "Can you hear me clearly?"

The remnant soul of Ancestral Dragon gritted his teeth and said angrily, "This king said, you can't inherit the inheritance without this king."

Fa Hai frowned slightly, seeming to be pondering, but in fact he used his heart to pry into the thoughts of the remnant soul of Ancestral Dragon.

"This king does not believe that you will abandon the ancestral dragon inheritance in vain if you come here with all your hard work."

"Dead bald, as long as you release this king, this king will immediately return to his body and fight you to death and death."

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Zulong Remnant Soul has many ideas.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Fahai recites the Buddha's name, "Nie barriers, poor monks are not so easy to be fooled."

As he spoke, the light of the Buddha in Fahai's palm bloomed, turning into a Buddha's flame and haunting the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon. Suddenly, the face of Zulong's remnant soul was distorted, and he couldn't bear the extreme pain, and he let out a tragic howl.

A touch of intolerance appeared on Ao Xin's cheeks.

Ao Tian looked on coldly, as if it was not the dragon ancestor who was suffering, but an insignificant person.

I don't know how many years he has lived, and he has seen too many scenes of life and death. How can the pictures in front of him make him mood swings?

At this moment, a sharp phoenix sound suddenly sounded. Immediately after a sharp sharp edge whizzed from behind the altar, Fahai leaned out his palm and crushed the sharp edge in his hands, staring at the back of the altar, "Yuanfeng, show up."

"Hehe, you little guy is a bit courageous. Are you a disciple of the two bald boys in the West?"

As he said, the joking voice spread abruptly, followed by a figure wearing a red dress.

She is Yuanfeng.

According to rumors, Yuanfeng has no gender, and the appearance of men and women can change at will.

Fahai, a bald western man in her mouth, naturally knows who it is, and should be a reference and a reference.

"Although Fahai, a poor monk at Jinshan Temple, is a disciple of Buddhism, he is not a disciple of the saint and Zhunti saint."

Fahai answered Yuanfeng's question.

"Buddha?"

Yuan Feng frowned slightly, "Isn't it a Western religion?"

"Now the Three Realms are stable, and the saints of heaven are hidden in the outer heavens."

Fahai slowly said: "The era before you is alive is now tens of thousands of years, and your era has long since ended."

"what?"

As soon as these words came out, the remnant soul of Zulong and Yuanfeng were shocked at the same time.

"We have fallen for so long?"

They seemed unwilling to believe what Fahai said.

Fahai went on to say, "Do you not know that you are in the Demon Realm Beyond the Sky?"

Zulong Remnant Soul and Yuanfeng Remnant Soul smiled at each other, their smiles very miserable and bitter. When were they also powerhouses who dominated the world, but now that the times have changed, their era has long passed.

Yuan Feng gritted his teeth and said: "We were provoked by Hongjun's old way and came to this world to find the ancestor Luo Hu in the outer demon world. Who knew we were fooled and eventually fell here."

"Little bald, do the Dragon and Phoenix tribes still have a place in the world?"

Yuan Feng stared at Fahai.

"Before entering the Demon Realm, the poor monk asked for a pardon for the Dragon Clan and returned the Dragon Clan's freedom. The Feng Clan still holds a very high status in the Three Realms..."

The remnant soul of Ancestral Dragon immediately yelled, "This is not fair, why should my dragon clan be suppressed so much?"

"My Dragon Race was once the overlord of heaven and earth, how did I get into such an unbearable situation?"

Listening to the meaning of the remnant soul of Ancestral Dragon, he didn't know the situation of Longhan's First Tribulation. Fa Hai said indifferently, "Originally, the dragon, phoenix, and qilin tribes were all very powerful. But then the three tribes fought, almost destroying the entire world. The strength of the three tribes also lost a lot, since then, the three tribes have gone down the gods altar."

Zulong and Yuanfeng looked at each other, and at the same time questioned: "What did you say? The dragon, the phoenix, and the Qilin tribe fought against each other? Why did they fight?"

"The poor monk has no personal experience and does not know the specific facts."

With that said, Fahai pointed at the sky.

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