The golden robe monk's momentum is very frightening, even heaven and earth are shrouded in his momentum, even produced a feeling that the world is about to collapse!
At this moment, Chen Feng instantly found that the thick thunder dragons shuttling among the endless gray thick clouds above the golden robe monk's head were agitated in an instant, as if they had found the target, and could fall down at any time!
Obviously, the golden robe Friar's strength at the moment has reached the level of Wuzu. In order to resist his full level skill, Lianfa Furu Honglian, he really intends to drink it out!
Even at the risk of being killed by the thunder, you should kill him!
But Chen Feng sneered at the moment and said jokingly, "are you sure you want to use this force that is not allowed by the small world? Are you not afraid to be killed by thunder? Will you never enter the samsara
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, the fundus of his eyes twinkled with disdain!
Hearing Chen Feng's words, the golden robe friar also sneered, his voice full of killing and disdain for Chen Feng!
"I have lifted the eight fold ban, and my strength has been restored to Wuzu Sanzhong. This strength is enough to withstand your attack and kill you. This strength is enough to let me kill you hundreds of times in less than a moment, and can break through the small world and the big world at the same time Empty door, escape from the small world
The gold robe monk sneered, as if to see that Chen Feng was sure to die in his own hands. Suddenly, he said, "do you think the speed of thunder accumulation and chopping is fast, or is it that I use my body method to break through the void door faster?"
Chen Feng smile, as if looking at an idiot general looking at the golden robe friar, shaking his head said: "really an idiot ah!"
Listening to Chen Feng's words, the gold robe monk's face became slightly ugly, but in an instant he sneered again and said, "what can you do if you show off the power of your tongue if you are going to die? I'm an adult. I have a lot of them
"Idiot!"
Looking at the golden robe friar, Chen Feng felt that he was going to die. He only felt that the golden robe monk was too blind and confident!
"Then you come to try it, see if you kill me fast, or the thunder fell down, you will be killed faster!"
Chen Feng jokingly said, his face flashed a touch so that the gold robe monk did not know why the cunning color!
But the gold robe friar did not think much. Chen Feng had been added to the death list by himself. Even if he had a second hand, how could he check and balance himself?
He is a real Wuzu. Although he still dare not untie the last two prohibitions on himself, such strength is impossible for Chen Feng, a small mole ant with three levels of martial god realm, to threaten himself!
Chen Feng on their own, is nothing more than a fat may shake the tree, mantis when the car!
In an instant, the golden robe friar sneered and his killing intention broke out uncontrollably!