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In Hunyuan Cave Heaven.

Zhao Min was lying on the ground, her cream-like skin glowing as white as jade.

Her body was trembling slightly.

Her cheeks were crimson and she was extremely beautiful.

Ah Qing was held in Ying Hao's arms.

Her little mouth was slightly pursed.

He kept sucking on Ying Hao's neck.

There was a look of intoxication in his eyes.

I have to say that the appearance of the two girls is indeed refreshing.

Ying Hao placed them in the palace complex in Hunyuan Cave.

He took Hunyuan Dongtian into his body and appeared in the outside world.

"Has the Potala Palace not been solved yet?"

Ying Hao said slowly.

There was a cold flavor in his words."217" A Jing Salamander appeared out of thin air in the void. The tight-fitting leather jacket outlined a perfect arc for his exquisite and graceful body.

It was like white jade. Her skin was even more emitting a hazy brilliance.

She bowed and said

"Your Majesty, the Potala Palace has not been conquered yet."

Ying Hao nodded and said

"If that's the case, then I'll go there myself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place like smoke.

The next moment, Ying Hao appeared at the door of the Potala Palace.

The Potala Palace looked solemn and mysterious under the afterglow of the setting sun, with towering buildings reaching into the clouds. People can't help but feel awe.

The sandalwood in the palace floats with the wind, and the faint fragrance makes people feel relaxed and happy.

However, Ying Hao was not attracted by this beautiful scenery.

His eyes were cold and deep, as if he could penetrate everything.

He slowly raised his right hand, and an astonishing energy surged in the clenched fist.

This energy was powerful and vast, as if it could shake the world.

Ying Hao punched out fiercely, his movements as fast as lightning.

The fiery fist The wind cut through the air and made a loud"boom" sound.

This punch carried the power of destroying everything and went straight to the Potala Palace.

For a moment, the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Everything around seemed to be still, only What remains is Ying Hao's firm back like a mountain and the fist that shot out of the air. The fist pierced the sky, like a bright beam of light, shooting straight to the center of the Potala Palace. The strong energy fluctuations caused The surrounding air trembled, as if a devastating disaster was about to take place.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, leaving no one with time to react.

Boom!

The walls of the Potala Palace collapsed, kicking up a cloud of dust..The dusty moment reflected Ying Hao’s stern face, as if it was the end of the world.

"what happened?"

"Run!"

The loud noise of the collapse of the palace wall instantly triggered panic throughout the palace. The monks ran away in panic, their clothes flying and mixed with the dust.

Their shouts echoed in the empty square, full of despair and helplessness. Help.

At that moment, the sound seemed to be frozen in the air, and only the cracking sound of"click" was left to echo. The tall building, like a mountain peak, suddenly collapsed. The roar was mixed with flying dust, and the masonry cracked. In an instant, the magnificent palace wall was destroyed by this force.

Inside the Potala Palace, there was chaos.

The monks woke up from the silence, their faces showed panic, and their eyes were full of fear.

They pushed each other and scrambled The ground was running outward.

Some monks fell down while running, but no one stopped to help them. They just ran for their lives and escaped from this collapsing place. The

Buddha statues in the hall were shaking in the tremors, and the Buddha statues on the murals seemed to Come to life.

Their eyes stared at the fleeing monks, as if silently mocking their fear and panic.

Dust and smoke filled the air, making the interior of the palace dark and unclear.

The breathing, footsteps of the monks The sounds and shouts mixed together to form a chaotic rhythm, which made people feel extremely depressed and panicked.

At that moment, the peace of the Potala Palace was broken, and the world of the monks was overturned.

Everything was so sudden , so unpredictable, like a nightmare.

In the boundless sky, a black cloud that covers the sky slowly gathers, like a huge magic hand, quietly shrouding it.

The black cloud rolls, emitting an eerie... The trembling aura of destruction seemed to foreshadow an irresistible disaster.

The faces of the monks showed panic, and their eyes were full of horror.

They felt the aura of the black cloud, which was a kind of heart-stopping despair. , as if even their souls would be swallowed up by it. Their breathing became cautious, fearing that the slightest movement would lead to endless destruction..........

Suddenly, a figure came into their eyes.

The figure stood under the black clouds, facing the endless thunder without any fear.

Although the figure is blurry, the monks can feel its powerful aura

"That is……"One of the monks murmured to himself, with a slight tremor in his voice.

His eyes were full of surprise, as if he couldn't believe his own eyes.

At this moment, the black clouds covering the sky instantly rolled away, and endless thunder flashed in them, lighting up the entire sky.

The thunder light reflected on the figure, making it appear taller and more powerful.

The monks' faces were extremely pale, and they felt as if their hearts were about to stop beating.

Facing such a scene, they could not help but feel fear.

The endless thunder seems to be the roar from the Nine Nether Abyss, which makes people feel desperate.

"fall!"

This thunderous command fell, and the whole world seemed to be trembling.

"Tsk!"

Suddenly, the dense dark clouds gathered in the mid-air seemed to be torn apart by invisible forces, and endless thunder emerged from them, like winding dragons circling and flying in the sky.

The spectacular scene seemed to be the gods between heaven and earth controlling the thunder. , an invisible coercion made everyone present feel palpitations.

"boom!"

In the end, all the thunder converged into a huge thunder sword, with a heaven-destroying momentum, and struck straight towards the Potala Palace.

That fierce 1.2 momentum seemed to tear the entire world apart.

"Kara!"

However, at this critical moment, a skinny palm suddenly appeared under the thunder sword and blocked it in mid-air.

That was the palm of the Living Buddha of the Potala Palace.

His silver hair was blowing in the wind Floating, a sharp light shot out from his eyes, as if it could penetrate all illusions. His body exuded a sacred golden light, giving people an extremely holy feeling.

But at this moment, although he was majestic and solemn, he also looked a little embarrassed.

He had just blocked the With the sword of thunder, a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth.

In sharp contrast with his sacred image, people can't help but feel a deep shock.