Chapter 700: Buddha's Wrath Red Lotus, the battle begins

King Mingyan recalled the scene of Buddha's angry red lotus in full bloom, but still felt fearful.

If a true immortal-level expert had controlled the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus, she would have died.

King MacArthur asked thoughtfully: "This Buddha's Angry Red Lotus does not seem to be a threat, so why does it have such terrifying power?"

King Ming Yan grinned, "If you have seen the scene of Buddha's angry red lotus exploding, you will never say such words again in your next life."

Although King Ming Yan has actually lived for hundreds of thousands of years, her young and charming appearance is really that of a woman in her prime, and she is a fairy.

She grinned like this, which made several people in the audience feel a bit demented.

Even the uninvited guest who had roared earlier stood stunned when he saw her fairy-like smile.

Among everyone, Ye Chen was relatively calm.

Although he was also attracted by Ming Yan's fairy appearance, and her actions were indeed full of fairy spirit and moved people deeply, but Ye Chen was arrogant by nature and did not want to be impressed by her.

He said calmly: "Senior Ming Yan, I wonder how the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus killed everyone in that battle ninety thousand years ago?"

Ming Yan stared at the lotus pond on the dark red water surface, where the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus was blooming brilliantly.

She didn't say a word, and waved a ray of light with one hand, jumping directly towards one of the angry red lotuses of the Buddha.

I saw that the light turned into substance, turned into a jade hand, and picked one of the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus.

"Bold, you just touched the monarch's sacred object." The visitors were five middle-aged men, dressed as monks. When they saw Ming Yan's behavior, they immediately glared angrily, as if they were about to spit fire.

King Ming Yan didn't say anything. She controlled the jade hand that could only be quantified and held the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus that had just been picked from the lotus pond and flew towards the monks.

During the flight, the jade hand turned into a force of energy again and injected it into the buds of the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus.

In an instant, the blood-red Buddha's Angry Red Lotus turned into a dazzling fiery red light and exploded brilliantly.

In the light of the explosion, blood-red lotus petals appeared.

A rain of flowers filled the sky, extremely charming and moving.

But those monks suddenly looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and the five of them joined forces to hold up a huge light shield.

Before Ye Chen and the others could react, the petals flying in the sky were like sharp blades, stabbing towards the bodies of the five monks.

The extremely fast speed broke through the sound barrier instantly and made a huge noise.

The petals are pierced on the large light mask formed by the five monks, forming depressions.

Hundreds of petals pierced the light mask one after another, almost piercing it completely.

But in the end, these monks still worked together to resist the attack of King Ming Yan.

Several other people on the field were shocked to see that these strange monks were all powerful men at the level of the Red Dust Immortal.

This is still inside the sealed light pillar, and the strength is greatly suppressed. If it were placed outside, I am afraid that everyone would be at the level of a true immortal.

The five true immortals joining forces are an extremely terrifying force, enough to stir up troubles in the Xuan Cang world.

It was really shocking that these few powerful men with astonishing strength were actually attacked by a Buddha's Angry Red Lotus and were left in such a miserable state.

Everyone saw the power of the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus explosion, and they were all frightened. They were not willing to accept such an attack.

If you don't do it right, you may lose arms or legs, or even be blown to death directly.

At this time, King Ming Yan continued to say to them: "This is what the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus looks like in full bloom. It can increase the destructive power of the operator dozens or hundreds of times!"

"This is still the original version of the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus. If it is the refined version of the Buddha's Angry Red Lotus, its power will be even more amazing."

King MacArthur was horrified when he heard this: "There is such a terrifying thing in heaven and earth!"

"This female monk has a lot of experience." Among the monks, a two-meter-tall bald man interrupted their conversation.

"What advice do you have?" King Ming Yan saw several monks getting angry, it was obvious that they came with bad intentions.

"We are ordered by the Lord of the Demon Realm to guard the sealed light pillar here. Since you have come in, don't blame us for attacking!"

The tall monk had a hot temper. He immediately pointed out the hostile relationship between the two parties and was too lazy to make excuses.

Seeing that a war is about to break out.

Ye Chen finally said, "It seems like you guys won't back down?"

Tall monk "Naturally!"

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth raised. "What's the point? If I kill you, no one will stop us from breaking the seal."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took action first, took out his long sword and waved it gently, a sword energy piercing the sky.

This sealed beam of light formed a space of its own, so although Ye Chen's sword energy attack was ten thousand feet long, it did not appear to be very huge.

"Despicable, you actually launched a sneak attack!" Seeing that he didn't finish his words, the tall monk launched an attack, feeling a little angry.

"Haha" Ye Chen didn't bother to talk to him. Since the two sides were hostile forces, the only way was to kill each other. No matter how much he said, it was useless.

Ye Chen lit the fuse of the battle, and several heavenly kings and monks immediately fought together.

King MacArthur's strength has been suppressed by the seal barrier to the realm of the great emperor. Fighting alone is no match for a monk at the level of the Red Dust Immortal. He can only join forces with King Gerald to fight against the enemy.

The two teamed up to confront a monk who was in the world of mortals.

King Gerald used his spear to perfection, and the great way of fire was integrated into his spear skills, with amazing destructive power.

Each of his attacks was accompanied by terrifying high-temperature flames.

When the tip of the spear touched, the flames exploded, deafening.

However, the monk who fought against him was even more powerful, holding a stick to block all these attacks.

Those hot flames were covered by a stream of cold mist and extinguished immediately.

Not only that, the mist gradually became confused and enveloped King Gerald.

Soon, King Gerald's body began to be covered with layers of frost, and his movements became slower and stiffer.

Several times, the monk seized the opportunity and hit him with several sticks.

Every time the stick hit him, he could suffer serious internal injuries and spit out a lot of blood.

Fortunately, King MacArthur assisted him, although his strength was suppressed to the level of the emperor by the power of the sealing barrier.

But his understanding of the Great Dao was still there. He held a sharp sword and kept attacking the monk's vital points.

Each of his attacks was accompanied by dark energy.

These dark energies had the power of devouring, absorbing the cold mist around the monk.

As he attacked, the mist became lighter and lighter, gradually reducing the pressure on the two kings, and the freezing effect became worse and worse.