Infinite Throne

   Chapter 993 Big Demon

  Irin felt like he had become the Great Demon King.

Do not,

   To be precise, it is the Great Demon of the World.

When there are several battle forces gathered around him: Bai Xiaoyi, Nie Hongxiu, Gayageummi, Nightmare, Gou Ge, Butter, Miaomiao, Ju'er, plus some demons who play tricks, in the process of breaking through the level, the outcome is not clear. No suspense.

   At this moment, Yi Rin was like a marshal who led elite soldiers and launched a frantic general attack on Yan Fuzhou.

   Pieces of buildings collapsed,

   Warp collapsed one by one,

   One monk after another fell,

   From beginning to end, Yi Rin didn’t have any ups and downs in his heart.

   During this process, Green stood on Yilin's shoulders and looked very happy watching Yilin kill the Quartet.

What   Irin didn't know was that Green's "bet" on Irene was far more important than what Iren understood.

   "Master."

   "Young lady."

   "Woooooo, Chu Chu is so hungry."

   "Chuchu hurts."

   "Chu Chu is so tired."

   "If the young master is still alive..."

   Whenever Yi Rin touches the "reason" that belongs to Bai Chuchu, Bai Chuchu's memory fragments will surge like a tide.

   Yi Rin knew that he was angry because of what happened to Bai Chuchu, and knew that this kind of emotional ups and downs should not be, but at this moment, he just wanted to act recklessly.

   What human race, what demon race, what general trend, what mission, what world,

   These have been left behind by Yiren.

   Yi Rin only remembered a promise he made back then in Qingniu Mountain.

  You protect my parents, I wish you peace.

  Bai Chuchu, you have protected my parents for ten years and my junior sister for fifty years. This is the debt I owe you, Lin Yi.

  Boom!

   With a flash of light in front of him, Irin stepped on the corpse mountain behind him and stepped into the thirty-sixth subspace.

   In other words, thirty-five leaves fell from the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Tree.

  When Irin entered this subspace,

  The pungent smell of sulfur came to the nostrils.

   In front of him, steel and gunpowder are intertwined, and steel buildings are scattered on the ground.

   Hundreds of monks, after learning that the "special species" was far more fierce than what was shown in the initial data, pulled up the defense line in time, and the elite monks in Jambuzhou were waiting here.

   In front of hundreds of Buddhist monks, there are twelve particularly old monks, all covered with golden light, like a golden tree, and their skin is full of terrifying rich and noble luster.

   is under the seat of the Little Supreme Buddha... Twelve Arhats!

The twelve Arhats gathered together, and they recited deafening sutras. The sound of chanting was like an invisible wall. The demons with the blood of the demons flowing behind them, after hearing the sound of chanting, showed pain on their faces. It fell to the ground at a high altitude, and the seven holes bleed.

   A little bit more awesome, Yilin's personal guards, Brother Gou and others, after a little uncomfortable, barely maintained their posture in the first wave of Buddhist verses.

"Little Lord!"

   Ordinary monks can still handle them. After all, they are all famous and surnamed monsters from Beiju Luzhou. But the twelve Arhats standing in front of you are not simple. Every monk of the "Arhat" level, placed in the Tianjianmen, is also an existence of the elder level!

   In other words, there are twelve elders standing in front of Yi Rin now!

  Ju'er and Miaomiao were worried in their hearts,

   But since they have all been killed here, there is no reason to back down.

   They did not forget that this time they left Beiju Luzhou to fight for the future of the demon clan.

   Even if he risked his life, he would not hesitate.

Behind the    Monster Hunting Division is Yan Fuzhou.

   As long as the Yan Fuzhou is destroyed, the future of the demon clan can be expected!

   This is the old-fashioned Xuanmen Yanfuzhou!

   In the future, they will be able to live in the city with integrity, walk in the sun, buy clothes, sleep in a cat litter, ride in a car, and make hot pot.

  The future of the demon clan will no longer be like a mouse crossing the street, huddled in the icy and snowy Beiju Luzhou!

  Under the strong leadership of the Young Master Taiyi, they fought all the way here, and faintly saw a bright future.

   "The demon who felt uncomfortable stepped back."

  Irin stretched out his palm and stopped the demons who were about to move behind him. In the void, he took a step and overlooked hundreds of monks.

   "I just want to ask, Jam Fuzhou does not hesitate to hunt so many demons and torture them, why?"

  Irin asked.

   "Amitabha!"

   Twelve Arhats with different faces,

   Some laugh, some are angry, some are sad, some are happy.

  Each of the Arhats with different expressions clasped their hands together neatly, and after saying Amitabha, looked up at the arrogant and unruly figure in the sky at the same time, and shouted: "This is righteousness!"

   "Then there's nothing to say."

   Twelve dazzling golden lights poured out from the twelve Arhats, reaching the sky.

   On their faces, there was a resoluteness that was like death and rebirth.

   Twelve golden beams converge in the sky and turn into a golden Buddha statue with a height of ten thousand feet!

  The golden statue of Buddha stood in the sky, and a huge palm fell on the tiny Irin.

Yes,

Small.

  The Buddha statue is huge, and Irin's body is like the difference between a giant and an ant.

The    giant palm slammed down, and on the edge of the golden Buddha palm, when it rubbed against the air, it ignited a dazzling fire, like a meteorite falling from the sky!

   "My Buddhist sect!"

   Twelve Arhats move!

  Twelve of them, with one heart and one mind, twelve moves turned into one move.

   An unparalleled palm technique that falls from the sky!

   Just one palm is enough to destroy all the monsters!

   Although killing this rare "special species" here is not in line with the original intention of Jambuzhou.

   But this is the end, there is no other way.

   Let this "special species" continue to toss, and the millennium foundation of Jambuzhou will be destroyed in one fell swoop!

   Even if Buddhists do not have anger, joy and sorrow,

   It's just the Twelve Arhats at the moment, the moment when the palm is released, a trace of "complaining" emotion that should not have emerged in his heart.

   Who the **** is so ignorant, who provoked this terrifying "special species" monster to Yan Fuzhou!

   Eighty-one leaves of Seven Treasures Glazed Glass, under the destruction of this great monster, thirty-five leaves were destroyed!

   This is an unprecedented loss thousands of years before the establishment of Yan Fuzhou!

   "Bloodthirst!"

   The palm technique that falls from the sky is so terrifying.

   Yi Rin raised his eyes, the twelve Arhats condensed the Buddha's golden body that he had cultivated throughout his life, and he did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

   Inhaled "Blood Intent" from the void and shot three in a row into his chest.

  Three blood will be swallowed into the belly, my life is mine, not God!

   A blood-colored light shot up from Yi Rin's body.

  The straight plume of smoke formed a blood-red cloud above Irin's head.

   The demons behind him, looking at the blood-red figure, no one dared to doubt Yilin's identity.

   Even if "Taiyi" doesn't have a demonic aura and doesn't look like a demon,

   But when he used his real skills, he was more like a monster than any other demon present!

   At this moment, Yi Rin is awe-inspiring!

   The Immortal Spear... out!

With a flick of the  ‛ Zhuxian spear, it turned into a blood-red light, and with a bang, it penetrated the Buddha statue without any hindrance, and fell into the center of the Buddha's eyebrows.

   Click, click, click.

  The movement of the Buddha's golden body stopped for a moment.

   After an instant, the Buddha shattered into pieces and shattered into golden powder all over the sky.

   "Pfft!"

   "Pfft!"

   "Pfft!"

  Twelve Arhats, with golden and bronze skin, the rich and noble color instantly faded.

   It's like a layer of plated gold has been scraped off.

   They spit out a mouthful of golden blood at the same time, and flew out at the same time.

   Hundreds of monks behind them, when they saw the Buddha's golden body being broken, their faces turned ashen, as if the devout belief in their hearts collapsed together.

   They stared blankly at the figure with long hair dancing wildly in the sky, and after a while, they closed their eyes in despair.

   (end of this chapter)