If the Buddhist sect goes too far, it is not impossible to execute the monks.

There were only seven people from the Buddhist sect coming this time, including Zimo.

Faced with the encirclement of so many True Kings, they may not even have a chance to escape.

A Buddhist monk shouted coldly, "Heavenly King, is that enough?"

"Enough? Who do you think you are? You want a fight? Come on!"

Wang Jing said sternly, "Do you really think I'm so easy to talk to? If the Buddhist sect wants revenge, then feel free to attack! I will cause a major battle to break out outside the ruins of gods and demons today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jing thrust his sword into the ground, and the sword light was a thousand feet long.

Zi Mo, who was about to escape, was stabbed in the skull again and his body was pressed deep into the ground.

The Nine Dragon Tower suppressed it, and a giant red dragon rushed out, locked Zi Mo tightly, and pulled him into the first floor of the tower little by little.

"King! Stop!"

A Buddhist monk shouted and tried to stop it.

Zhou Chen took action immediately, his blood and energy burst out, all his strength surged out, like a bloody god of war, slashing across the void with a shocking sword!

"Blood Knife King, you are no match for this poor monk!"

The monk had no expression on his face and smashed his Vajra fist onto the blade.

Both of them stepped on the void and retreated, ending in a draw.

"Cao Tianyuan, you have a connection with Buddhism, why don't you convert to Buddhism?" Another monk took action, but he was facing Cao Tianyuan.

"I am a Tianwu man!"

Cao Tianyuan held the black gold stick and roared, "Who the hell wants to be a bald donkey if they have hair?"

A stick carrying boiling anger smashed down!