Chapter 447 Witch
With the salty taste of the March sea breeze, there is an intoxicating scent in the air blowing from the western ocean. Combined with the azure blue water and the golden sand beach, this place is like a paradise for vacation.
The Buddha walked on the beach wearing black cloth shoes, leaving one shallow footprint after another.
Behind him are hundreds of masters from the dark forces of the Ming Dynasty, each of whom is a master above the third step. Even the Buddha himself did not expect at first that there are so many third-step masters in the dark world of the Ming Dynasty.
You have to know that the entire mythological era has only been around for a short time, and the profound cultivation of extraordinary people is mostly accumulated over time.
But that is the fact, and the Buddha had to admit that he had underestimated the entire Ming Dynasty.
There seems to be a mysterious power above this land.
When we reached the end of the beach, the Buddha stopped and looked at the emerald green forest in front of him and said:
"This is the other side of the ocean. I had someone tell me about this before I came here. I hope no one will tell me that they just know about this now."
"In addition, what we are going to do this time is to unify the dark forces on the other side of the ocean. The dark forces on the other side of the ocean have little to do with the so-called demon race. I hope you will not cause me unnecessary trouble."
"Otherwise, even if those monsters can't kill you, I will kill you with my own hands."
"Do you understand?"
The Buddha's voice was low but had the aura of a superior. Even if people only heard the voice, they felt a chill.
"clear!"
Although many people could not understand why Lord Buddha would come to the other side of the ocean and unify the extraordinary and dark forces here, no one dared to refute Lord Buddha.
The Buddha's reputation for murder is well known. Anyone who has ever questioned the Buddha has already had grass three feet high on his grave. People who want to live naturally won't question the Buddha here.
"Bloody Hand Butcher?" The Buddha called softly.
In the crowd, Blood Hand Man-Slayer heard the voice and came out, saying respectfully, "Master Buddha, I'm here!"
The Buddha waved his hand and said, "You lead the team."
"Let's get straight to the point and try not to alert the demon tribe. Let's determine the outcome in one battle."
"yes!"
The Bloody Hand Butcher bowed and said.
The Buddha raised his head, looked at the azure blue sky and squinted his eyes.
In the boundless and vast sky, one can clearly see a goshawk several meters tall flying across the sky, its sharp eagle eyes sweeping across the entire earth.
After seeing the Buddha looking at it, the goshawk turned around and flew away into the distance.
"There are storms beneath the calm!"
The Buddha knew that the tranquility here was just an appearance. As the only continent on the ancestral planet where demons were rampant, this was a real hell on earth. Compared with the gods in the West, the demons here were even more deadly.
On this land where humans and demons mix together, everything here is in a state of deformity.
Before coming here, Buddha had heard that a very famous profession here is nanny. People act as nannies and train monsters in fighting skills.
The apprenticeship ceremony is that the demon will eat every inch of the master's flesh and blood.
It's really primitive and barbaric.
………
The sun hanging in the sky quickly tilted and fell under the distant mountains. When night fell, Master Buddha and others came to a dense forest.
Huge trees rise into the sky in the dark night, like pillars supporting the sky. There is a wild and primitive atmosphere in the wilderness.
“Is this the black market?”
The Buddha narrowed his eyes and the steel ball in his hand spun faster and faster.
"In the forest?"
Blood Hand Man-Slayer quickly stepped forward and said, "This place is different from the Ming Dynasty. The monsters here are the masters of this land, and the humans are just struggling to survive. They can't live in a city at all, so they can only build a small city like this in the wilderness."
"I never thought that the other side of the ocean would be so miserable." Maitreya Buddha clasped his hands together and said in a low voice.
Bloody Hand Slayer glanced at him and said, "This place is far more miserable than you can imagine. Do you know what the most expensive thing on the black market is?"
Maitreya Buddha paused after hearing this and said, "What? Funerary objects from a thousand years ago? Thousand-year-old elixir? The blood of gods? Or the blood of a true immortal-level demon race?"
“Neither.”
Bloody Hands Man-Slayer shook his head and said, "The most expensive thing here is the boat ticket to Ming Dynasty. It is like the last light in the dark night, supporting them to survive in this world."
"And staying alive is their greatest luxury. Yes, you heard it right. The majority of black market buyers here are not extraordinary people, but ordinary people."
All the extraordinary people were stunned, no one expected this answer.
But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be no problem. After all, the best place on the ancestral planet for ordinary people now is Daming. This ancient land seems to be protected by a mysterious force.
All the extraordinary people have this speculation that there has been no terrorist attack from the beginning to the end. It is actually easy to make the speculation that the Ming Dynasty is protected.
Everyone was walking and whispering, and at this time the Buddha suddenly stopped and narrowed his eyes.
"Wait, something seems wrong!"
"What's wrong?"
The Bloody Hand Butcher lowered his head and spoke cautiously.
The steel ball in the Buddha's hand stopped for a moment and said:
“It’s so quiet here!”
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. It was indeed too quiet here. You know, even if they were hiding from the demons, there would be no sound at all so close to the hinterland.
You have to know that the black market also does business, and it is difficult to keep quiet in this world where business is done.
But now this huge forest is so quiet that there is not even a sound of a busy city.
The steel ball in the Buddha's hand paused for a moment, then started to spin again. He turned to the Bloody Hand Slayer beside him and said:
"Blood Hand Slayer, take ten people with you and go over there to see what's going on."
"yes!"
The next moment, the Bloody Hand Butcher pulled ten people over.
In just half a minute, a loud noise suddenly sounded in front, and the Bloody Hand Butcher quickly retreated like a scarlet blood shadow.
But there was a dark figure that was faster than him.
"boom!"
The Buddha seemed to have crossed a distance of hundreds of feet in an instant and appeared behind the dark figure, and he threw a punch.
The air made a loud hissing sound, and the black shadow instantly broke countless huge trees and stopped only after crashing into the rocks.
It was a huge goshawk, but at this time it had broken bones and tendons, and could only breathe in but not out.
The steel ball in the Buddha's hand turned more and more rapidly. He narrowed his eyes and asked:
"what happened?"
The Blood Hand Butcher looked at the Buddha in embarrassment. He could feel that the Buddha seemed to have become stronger again.
"This place has become a ruin, with only a group of monsters gathered here. It seems that the monsters destroyed this black market before us. However, it seems that there are not many corpses here. Those dark forces on the other side of the ocean seem to have escaped."
Before the Buddha could speak, another sharp cry was heard, followed by a series of rapid chirps.
One after another, figures tore through the air and rushed towards this side. Sharp wind paths formed on their bodies, cutting the trees on the road in half.
From afar, you can see the trees that blocked out the sun falling down in large numbers under the cover of night.
The Buddha stood still, like a bronze bell nailed to the spot. Even he could not escape from such a group of hawks, not to mention that there were other subordinates here.
Then only... all these people will be buried here.
"Are they all goshawks?"
The Buddha's cold voice sounded slowly, making people feel the breath of the wilderness.
The Blood Hand Slayer stood beside the Buddha and whispered, "No, there are also gorillas and some other carnivorous monsters."
At this time, Master Buddha waved his hand, and the steel ball in his hand stopped spinning. He looked into the distance and said coldly, "No need to say anything, I saw it."
The Buddha could clearly see the shapes of leopards behind the goshawks in the distance, and behind these leopards were a group of chimpanzees several meters tall.
"Did you attack them?"
"No!"
Blood Hand Slayer spoke innocently. He naturally remembered that the Buddha had said not to provoke these monsters, and he naturally did not want to provoke them.
But the problem was that the senses of these monsters were too sensitive. He was discovered after just a glance from a distance. Then, these monsters rushed towards him like crazy.
This has nothing to do with him.
At least subjectively he never wanted to cause trouble.
But now the Buddha doesn’t care about what the Blood Hand Butcher thinks. No matter whether the Blood Hand Butcher is right or wrong, he must deal with these monsters first.
You can't let chaos reign in battle, otherwise it will inevitably affect the morale of the army, especially since he is now completely controlling his people with fear.
"kill!"
The moment the steel ball in the Buddha's hand was thrown, he roared.
The steel ball instantly pierced through the two goshawks in the front in the distance, but continued to move forward.
The clothes on the Buddha's body were torn apart in an instant, revealing bronze, sculptured muscles. A vast and distant aura burst out from his body.
The power of the curse was like a dark demonic flame entwined around his body, making him look like a demon from hell.
At this moment, the Buddha looked more like a monster than a monster.
"boom!"
The next moment, the Buddha appeared in front of a man, and his fist fell down with the power to sink mountains and cover seas.
The extraordinary people following behind the Buddha also started fighting instantly, and a fierce battle broke out in the dense forest.
………
In the distance, the mountains that reach the end of the sky are covered with snow, with a beauty that transcends the world. Snowflakes flutter down on the palace on the top of the mountain.
The entire palace presented a white color that was extremely pure, like the white of the evening snow on the mountains, or the color of the tip of a white fox's tail.
In the majestic and detached hall, Tushan Hongyu was wearing a pure white dress dragging on the jade. She was practicing and slowly opened her eyes, as if she felt something.
"The breath of a witch?"
Tushan Hongyu slightly opened her red lips, her eyes sparkling with pearls. She hesitated for a moment and said:
"Go and see what's going on!"
"yes!"
Outside the palace, a mountain-like figure slowly stood up. At this moment, his body seemed even larger than the towering mountains. Just standing there seemed to be truly towering.
This is naturally Wuzhiqi, the terrifying demon who can fight against Tianzun, and also Tushan Hongyu, whose cultivation level is second only to the princess of Tushan, the nine-tailed heavenly fox, in this land.
Wuzhiqi's huge body disappeared above the mountains in an instant as if it had crossed time and space, and appeared in the distant forest.
At this moment, the Buddha, who had just shattered the huge chimpanzee in front of him, suddenly felt a terrifying sense of oppression. In the dark night, the moonlight was blocked by a terrifying body.
That feeling of oppression made Mr. Buddha think of Mr. Ming.
This is a terrifying monster.
This thought flashed through the Buddha's mind instantly.
Must escape!
Almost instantly, Master Buddha felt the huge gap in strength.
Blood Hand Butcher and the others turned pale as paper in an instant. How could they have directly provoked a monster of this level?
But before anyone could make any move to resist, they had already appeared on Wuzhiqi's palm, which was like a suspended continent.
Almost no one would doubt that as long as this great demon exerted a little strength, everyone would die.
Just when everyone was in doubt, the great demon that seemed to appear in myths and legends slowly opened his mouth and uttered one word:
"witch?"
This terrifying sound exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, and even the giant tree under the monster began to tremble at this terrifying sound.
A thousand thoughts ran through the Buddha's mind in an instant. He didn't know why the other party came, and what his relationship with the witch was.
The Buddha paused, hesitated for a moment and said, "I do practice witchcraft, but I am here to do something for Mr. Ming."
He mentioned the three words "Mr. Ming" in the hope that the other party would let him go for Mr. Ming's sake. After all, he was a figure that all the ancient witches worshipped, so he should be given this kind of face.
"Mr. Ming?"
Wuzhiqi muttered the name in a low voice.
The Buddha could clearly feel that the expression of this terrifying monster fluctuated when he heard the name, but he quickly concealed it.
The Blood Hand Butcher and others around him lowered their heads and didn't even dare to speak, but they all understood that Mr. Ming should be the big shot behind the Buddha.
Now they can only pray that the name of this great man will work, otherwise they might really die here today.
Wuzhiqi hesitated for a moment and said, "Since you are a witch, you can be my guest. Come with me to meet my princess!"
The Buddha could only lower his head and said, "Thank you for your trouble!"
As for rejection, no one knows what the price of rejecting this great demon is, and the Buddha doesn't want to know.
The next moment, Wuzhiqi's mountain-like figure disappeared from the land and appeared in front of a towering mountain range without darkness.
I had something to do today, so the update is late.
(End of this chapter)
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