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Chapter 200 Prince Zuan!

Linglong was also shocked when she saw Golden Behemoth.

Her cultivation level is not enough to guess what level of cultivation Golden Behemoth is.

But seeing that the male protagonist has almost no power to fight back, one can guess that Golden Behemoth is at least the eleventh level of the Void King.

A creature from another world in the realm of kings.

There has never been such a powerful existence in the world of immortality.

Linglong took a deep breath and realized for the first time the harsh environment of the world of cultivating immortals.

If the three thousand small worlds were all at this level, then the world of cultivating immortals would really be in danger.

The male protagonist rolled on the ground more than a dozen times, and finally stopped when he hit a black tombstone.

Wow!

The male protagonist spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood was thick and contained many broken pieces of internal organs of various colors.

Golden Behemoth's previous roar actually seriously injured the male protagonist.

However, Golden Behemoth is not without damage.

The male protagonist cut off one of Golden Behemoth's toes with one powerful blow.

Golden Behemoth was originally irritable, but now he suffered a heavy blow and directly lost his mind.

Although the destructive power of the irrational Golden Behemoth has been directly increased by several levels, the threat has been reduced because of the random attacks without any plan.

Of course, the threat reduction is only relative to Golden Behemoth in its heyday.

The male protagonist was seriously injured at this time. Even if Golden Behemoth lost his mind in anger, he would not be able to compete.

"Amitabha!"

Golden Behemoth casually pulled up a huge black stone tablet from the ground, and then swatted it at the male protagonist like a fly.

At the critical moment, the old monk appeared.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk's body shone with red-gold luster, his hands were clasped together, and his expression was solemn.

That was the electricity that the male protagonist had used Dragon Domain to help him recharge before.

The old monk stood in front of the male protagonist, his face calm and his eyes full of compassion.

"Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will?"

The old monk looked at and felt the huge pressure that was constantly compressing in the air. In his busy schedule, he still had time to look back at the male protagonist.

Then, under the shocked gaze of the male protagonist, he imitated the Buddha and smiled like he was holding flowers.

"Go away, poor monk!"

After the old monk finished speaking, he turned into a red golden light and rushed towards Golden Behemoth.

then.

Snapped!

The black stone tablet fell.

The old monk couldn't even stop him for a second, and then he was shot straight away.

When the male protagonist saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched hard.

What on earth was he expecting?

Therefore,

What was the old monk doing with his impassioned and sacrificial look just now?

Why are you pretending if you have no ability?

The male protagonist only felt that there was something wrong in his stomach, but he didn't know where to throw it up.

"It's dangerous!"

Looking at the black tombstone getting closer and closer, the male protagonist showed worry for the first time.

Golden Behemoth is more powerful than the hero expected.

This terrifying creature from another world is so physically powerful that it is simply foul.

The male protagonist can't imagine how many resources are needed to feed such a behemoth.

"Will he come again?"

Looking at Golden Behemoth who looked murderous due to excessive anger, the figure of Zhao Yi suddenly appeared in the male protagonist's mind for some reason.

There is no reason,

The male protagonist suddenly felt that if anyone could save him, it must be Zhao Yi.

There is no reason for this feeling.

Maybe it was because Zhao Yi had rescued him several times in times of danger?

But Zhao Yi cheated him more often.

The male protagonist shook his head, trying to get rid of this strange thought in his mind.

He would rather die than let Zhao Yi save him

Ok?

When the male protagonist thought of this, he suddenly felt that the howling wind had stopped.

He subconsciously raised his head, and then saw a tall and slender figure blocking Golden Behemoth.

Zhao Yi is eight feet tall, not much bigger than an ant standing in front of the hundred-foot-tall golden Behemoth.

But this one weak ant firmly blocked all the methods of Golden Behemoth.

The male protagonist looked at Zhao Yi from behind, and his eyes suddenly moved.

Zhao Yi's pitiful figure, weaker than Golden Behemoth, is like an infinitely majestic monument, blocking all storms. "you you"

The male protagonist looked at Zhao Yi's back and couldn't help but feel lost.

Hearing the movement behind him, Zhao Yi turned around, looked at the embarrassed male protagonist, grinned widely, and showed him a set of beautiful white teeth.

Then, all the male protagonist's illusions were shattered as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You piece of trash, why did you get beaten up like this again?"

very good!

The fist is hard!

The male protagonist's face turned red and he almost choked to death from a mouthful of old blood.

damn thing!

The male protagonist's face was livid with anger. He turned his head away from Zhao Yi and clenched his fists in his broad moon-white monk robe.

If he hadn't been injured, he would have blown Zhao Yi's head off.

Zhao Yi curled his lips when he saw that the male protagonist seemed to be very angry.

The ability is not great, but the temperament is not small.

but.

Zhao Yi raised his head and looked at the tall golden Behemoth in front of him, and couldn't help but feel palpitations in his heart.

No wonder the male protagonist was beaten like a grandson by this guy.

A terrifying behemoth hundreds of feet tall, with top-notch strength and speed.

Except for people like Zhao Yi who also take the path of tempering the body, ordinary monks in the world of immortality are really no match for it.

Zhao Yi put a finger on the black tombstone. No matter how hard Golden Behemoth tried, he was still unable to move forward at all.

Golden Behemoth quickly realized that the bug in front of him was different from the previous bug.

It retracted its hand, looked down at Zhao Yi, and roared like thunder from its huge head: "Who are you?"

The communication method of the Behemoth clan is very simple. There are only two monotonous tones in a sentence, which Zhao Yi can easily understand.

"I'm your grandpa."

As soon as Zhao Yi opened his mouth, he was from Laozu An.

Although Golden Behemoth is irritable, he is not stupid.

It couldn't understand Zhao Yi's words, but it understood his tone.

"Roar!!!"

The golden Behemoth looked up to the sky and roared, then held up the black tombstone and photographed it ten times faster than before.

"Well done!"

Zhao Yi looked at the astonishing black tombstone, bent down and made a beautiful horse stance.

Then his hind legs exerted force, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from a string.

"Monkey steals peach!"

"Roar!"

boom!

The heavy black tombstone fell weakly to the ground.

Golden Behemoth covered his crotch with his hands, wailed in pain, and knelt down heavily.

"Tsk, tsk."

In the distance, Linglong saw this scene and was amazed at Zhao Yi's behavior of not having a lower limit and only laying down three lanes.

"As expected of His Highness the Crown Prince, his actions are truly extraordinary!"

After Linglong finished speaking, she turned to look at Yao Qing on the other side, whose eyes were also widened.

"Did you call His Royal Highness here?"

The timing of Zhao Yi's appearance was very strange.

It is impossible for the male protagonist to send a message to you, and if Su Qianqian sends a message to Zhao Yi, he will not pay attention to her.

Then the only possibility is Yao Qing.

Yao Qing's eyes dodge: "I made an excuse before, saying it was convenient, and then let the singing bird fly. I didn't expect him to come so quickly."

Linglong breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Yao Qing, nodded and said: "A fool who has thought a lot has come up with something. You did a good job this time. If His Highness hadn't come down in time, we would have died here today."

After saying that, she looked at Golden Behemoth kneeling on the ground.

Although Zhao Yi's blow severely damaged it, it was not fatal.

The crisis has not been resolved!

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