Chapter 807: : Hades

The Bull Demon King and other powerful people in Pingtian Palace were also stunned. The power of the burning lamp makes them feel unreal.

"Went out!"

Xu Haotian instructed Burning Lantern.

"Amitabha!"

Burning the lantern announced the Buddha's horn and flew towards Mingjian Peak, which was still in shock.

Ran Deng has been radical since his debut, but he has never killed innocent people. However, Mingjianfeng killed too much evil, and was entangled in karma, killing this person was only good for the world.

Therefore, he will also receive the merits of heaven. Because eliminating evil is also a kind of merit.

"The donor is already too deep in demons, how about taking refuge in my Buddha?"

Burning Lantern stood high in the void, his face had been concealed by his magical powers, and no one could see that he was the ancient Buddha Burning Lantern that was once all-powerful.

Ming Jianfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were red, and he looked at Ran Lan angrily and said:

"Convert to my Buddha? I pooh! Want to be beautiful!"

At the moment, rushed towards the burning lamp.

He proclaimed himself the Queen of Pluto, so he didn't know what kindness is!

"Hmph, you are lost and don't know how to return, even if it is Luan Xian?"

In the scolding of the lantern, he also revealed the cultivation level of Underworld Sword Peak. Let everyone suddenly realize.

Da Luo Luanxian!

Almost stood at the top in this world. Also let Prince Milan know. At the same time, comparing the two, I also know how strong his father is.

"Daluo Luanxian is said to be the highest state of the Daluo Realm."

"real or fake?"

"Since this old monk tells the cultivation base of Underworld Sword Peak in one word, what cultivation base is he?"

For a while, the soldiers of Pingtian Temple began to talk.

At this time, Underworld Sword Peak seemed to have been unable to restrain his angry emotions, his hands were already wrapped in blood, and he roared and rushed towards Ran Lan.

The speed was astonishingly fast, leaving behind afterimages along the way, and when they came close to the burning lantern, they separated dozens of figures, instantly surrounding the burning lantern, and all attacked the burning lantern.

Although the blurred face of the burning lamp makes people unable to see his appearance, it does not feel alarmed.

The deity of Underworld Sword Peak came behind Luan Deng and grabbed it as soon as he stretched out his hand. However, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared, and Underworld Sword Peak's hand blasted out mercilessly.

I saw that the whole body of the burning lamp was bathed in golden light at this time, as if plated with gold.

Golden Buddha!

Underworld Sword Peak was horrified, but saw Burning Lantern's palm shot from his waist, and the terrifying wind spread over his face, causing Underworld Sword Peak's pupils to shrink, and quickly chose to avoid it.

Everyone in the entire battlefield is now focusing on the battle between the two strong men. Because whether Pingtian Temple can survive the storm depends on this battle.

boom---

Even if Mingjianfeng chose to avoid it, he could not escape the palm of Burning Lantern. It was shot out in a sudden.

"Huh, what are you trying to hide?"

After burning a palm, Ran Lan asked in surprise.

With his cultivation base, he can naturally feel something hidden in Mingjianfeng. And as time goes by, there is a tendency for things in that body to rush out.

Ming Jianfeng didn't answer the question of Burning Lantern, but raised his hand, tore the void, and pulled out a blood-red long knife from it.

This crimson long knife is five feet long, simple and exaggerated. Amidst the ferociousness, there was even more **** colors.

Underworld Sword Peak looked extremely small in front of the long sword, and an evil power rose into the sky as soon as he held the sword. While shocking everyone, looking at the knife was even more frightening.

"That's... Hades..."

The guard next to Lord Milan exclaimed.

The son of Milan was shocked!

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the history his mother told him about ten thousand years ago.