Nagarjuna's appearance will scare many people. Rather than saying that He is a human, he is a devil, and even more visually discomfortable than the monster.

Sure enough, the person I saw in the distance was already exclaiming. Many people could not accept it at all when they saw a monster with three heads and six arms for the first time.

No wonder He himself thought at the beginning that once this deity came to the world, it would be shocking.

Nagarjuna was a little unhappy and raised the Zen stick in her hand. Then a golden light circled around and then flew to the place where the exclamation had just come. It was silent, but dozens of people in that area fell to death in an instant, and they didn't know how they died.

So all the spectators from other directions were silent, and some were so scared that they immediately evacuated. It seemed that many people were not as brave as they expected.

Qin Yao shook his head straight on the nail dragon shut: "Sure enough, your temperament has changed drastically. Although you had a little temper in the past, you were still a compassionate monk. But now, you kill dozens of people with one word and become a demon."

Nagarjuna disdained to refute, but looked around the four holy beasts around and sneered: "Last time, you four wild beasts dealt with my war soul clone, I thought it was amazing? Tell you, they are still too weak!"

As he said that, he pounded the Zen stick in his hand, and the earth shook like a violent earthquake. With His feet as the core, cracks spread out crazily until the feet of the four sage beasts.

The four sage beasts were shocked, accelerating the aura on their bodies, forming a four-color crazy whirlwind again. It was precisely with Nagarjuna as the eye of the wind that they began to turn wildly to kill.

This was the move that made the soul of the Ming King, who was at the end of his power, retreated.

This time Qin Yao didn't expect to win with it. He just needed this four-color whirlwind to delay for a while, so that Yao Qin, Su Wuqiu and Kong Zaiyu could send out the combined attack.

However, Qin Yao overestimated the power of the four-color whirlwind, or underestimated the original deity of Nagarjuna. He saw a layer of golden light emitted from the body of Nagarjuna, and then the golden light expanded outward crazily. Wherever he went, the four-color whirlwind was wiped out.

Until the golden light expands outward by a hundred feet, the four-color whirlwind loses its energy and ends abruptly.

However, the four sage beasts were shaken away by the golden light, and their huge bodies flew backwards in four directions.

The defeat was defeated with one blow. Everyone who saw this scene couldn't believe it, even Qin Yao was. The joint attack of the four saint beasts was very close to the ancient saint's full force, how could it be so vulnerable?

I saw Nagarjuna's body flying into the air, looking straight at Qin Yao on the nail dragon, scolding: "Maybe you won't know at the roots, there are also differences between saints. If you have never seen the true power of saints, you can never imagine how powerful it is!"

After saying that, Nagarjuna flew over and waved his six arms. Two formed the Seal of the Ming King of the Three Worlds, two danced Zen Staff, and two held bows and arrows respectively. They were all far-off attacks, close combat and spells, and they did not delay!

An arrow flashed, and Qin Yao suddenly flew up. Without the help of Qingjiahei or Redjiahei, it was really difficult for him to fly easily with the word "Di" curse, so he only barely avoided this arrow.

As a result, the arrow light shot on the remains of the Dinglong Pass, directly shattering it, and even the nearby mountains were exploded.

The earth moves and the mountains shake, and the wind and clouds change.

Qin Yao could feel that the power of this arrow was even more powerful than the iron watermelon he brought back. It seems that Nagarjuna was right. Both saints also have strengths and weaknesses, just like Qin Yao was able to beat several high-quality blood seeds at the same time.

So even though Nagarjuna has not yet fully recovered from the Pure Land, it still surpasses the strength of the lowest ancient saints.

Then there were three consecutive arrows, and the power of each arrow only increased and did not decrease. Qin Yao had no choice but to dodge. At this time, the four holy beasts jointly exploded another attack. But this time it was not the kind of four-color whirlwind, but an ordinary joint attack, so it was just simply adding the power of the four beasts together, and there was no ability to double it.

This is a mysterious illusion, condensed into the size of a house, green and black are the main body of this defensive spell, and the other three beasts output all their energy to it.

The arrow came over and exploded directly, but it also allowed the first arrow to detonate at any time.

This is already worthy of being proud, because if a weaker defense would not detonate the arrow at all, it would only allow it to rush through the thin paper.

But there were two left, which could not be stopped at all, and the four holy beasts did not have time to cast them again.

Qin Yao roared angrily: "Brother Qiang, are you eating shit? Help!"

Damn, the four saint beasts have worked hard, Yao Qin and the three of you are trying to use the spell. Are you Fan Jianqiang watching?!

"Don't worry, brother Qiang is here!" Fan Jianqiang turned into a black shadow and rushed over, and suddenly took out a battle knife in his hand - it was the one in the Divine City.

Nagarjuna was surprised: "You also have a spirit of weapon? And... you have become a sanctified!"

Fan Jianqiang laughed: "Nonsense, your Master Qiang is so arrogant, I'll ask if you are afraid! We've been waiting for you for a long time, and the old bald donkey will take his life!"

As he said that, he swung the battle knife with both hands and slashed at the light arrow in front.

Rumble... Another explosion sounded, and this sword was even more powerful than the combined attack of the four saint beasts just now. So, the second arrow exploded.

It is worthy of being half a lifetime, so powerful. However, Fan Jianqiang himself was also shocked, and his tiger's mouth exploded and his body flew out hundreds of meters.

"Damn it, it's so cruel... the last one, don't run away!" Fan Jianqiang seemed to want to chase, but it was too late, and the arrow was faster than him.

But Qin Yao, who had prepared in advance, had already turned around. He actually flew to Fan Jianqiang and flashed behind Fan Jianqiang. "Brother Qiang, I'm here."

Then the arrow came.

Fan Jianqiang: "..."

Qin Yao: "Here we are here again, Brother Qiang, come on!"

When the arrow reached his sight, Fan Jianqiang could only slash hard. Another explosion sounded, and the arrow collapsed.

Fan Jianqiang vomited a mouthful of blood again, his eyes full of weakness and disgust, as if he didn't want to pay attention to Qin Yao.

Nagarjuna no longer shoots arrows, and it is estimated that this powerful arrow is too consuming. Moreover, Nagarjuna has already flown in front of her, which is more suitable for melee combat.

The chanting sound began, and Nagarjuna's mantra exploded, targeting the three thoughts of greed, anger and ignorance. However, this time it was not to extract Qin Yao's soul, but to make him move wildly and violently in his body for the past three years.

In an instant, Qin Yao's head was about to explode. At this time, the small sword appeared again, forcibly suppressing Qin Yao's evil thoughts; Fan Jianqiang was the same, and the soul sword quickly flew back into his head and resisted desperately.

Tang Jianxin, Professor Lin and others in the distance had no choice. They rode Huolinger and fled quickly, the farther the better. As for those who watched the battle further away, just because they were affected, several people had their heads exploded on the spot, like broken rotten watermelons.

The evil and vicious curse is so evil that the head explodes directly. This curse is completely different from what a Buddhist disciple practices.

Of course, it is conceivable that Qin Yao and Fan Jianqiang, who are in the core area of ​​the spell, are under great pressure. If the little sword sword and sword were not both top-level instrument souls, they would probably really not be able to hold on.

It can only be said that Nagarjuna is also lucky enough. Whether it is the two people in front of him or Su Wuqiu and others who are hiding behind the ruins of the Dinglong Pass to prepare their ultimate moves, they have the soul of the instrument as a helper.

However, in this situation, it was difficult for Qin Yao and Fan Jianqiang to resist effectively. So when Nagarjuna swung his Zen stick and flew over and smashed it, the two of them basically had to wait for death.

Fortunately, Bai Jiahei ran over quickly, grabbed Qin Yao and ran away, and fled for nothing, allowing Qin Yao to temporarily escape from the attack of the Zen Staff.

Fan Jianqiang: "..."

Nie girl, you are a dead guy for me to wait! Brother Qiang, I will try my best to save your boss, but you just saved your boss and ran away? Where is me?!

Fortunately, Nagarjuna seemed to be a desperate person and insisted on killing Qin Yao. So after seeing Qin Yao leave, he did not chase Fan Jianqiang, but turned his head to continue chasing Qin Yao.

This shows how much psychological shadow Qin Yao has caused to this old bald thief.

"Chen!" Qin Yao cast the word "Chen" curse again. The effect on the saint was very weak, but it only made Nagarjuna a little dull, but at least it created a little more time for Bai Jiahei.

"Little bitch, catch it!" Bai Jiahei shook his head and threw Qin Yao towards Hong Jiahei over there.

Hong Jiahei was a little confused: "You are not running slowly, so let me throw it?"

After only three seconds of running, you continue, you are not tired.

Bai Jiahei: "The old bald donkey only kills the boss, we throw it around, and He can't catch up."

This is to treat Qin Yao as a sandbag and throw it around.

boom!

The Zen stick fell down, and a golden light exploded behind Bai Jiahei's butt. Although it didn't hit directly, it turned Bai Jiahei's body and ate a mouthful of mud.

Damn, ruthless... Bai Jiahei was a little stunned. He thought to himself that you were just chasing my boss, and you really hit me.

Hong Jiahei was a little shocked, and grabbed Qin Yao and flew: "Bai Jiahei, you are a stinky bitch, you are a disaster!"

Bai Jiahei: "You dare to call the boss a disaster. The little bitch will finish hitting you. Just a person who is so cute, you will be so tender when you turn around... I'm sorry, why have you thrown the disaster back again..."

Qin Yao: “…”

But it's useless to throw it around, because in the end, Nagarjuna was annoyed. No matter whether you were holding Qin Yao in his mouth, as long as you dare to get involved, I will beat you to death first.

It was not good now. Hong Jiahei, who received the "misfortune" again, was stunned and turned around and flew towards Fan Jianqiang.

Brother Qiang, you are fine, please block it again.

Fan Jianqiang's blood spray seemed to be a little more powerful. Did he be beaten this time, but he was angry.

Damn, everyone's strength seems to be vulnerable.

Qin Yao was also a little worried, thinking that the joint force of Yao Qin and the others was enough? In the past, it was measured according to the minimum standards of the ancient saint, but now it seems that the old thief, Nagarjuna, is more powerful than ordinary saints.
Chapter completed!