In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1395

The battle between Lie and Zangzhu was an extremely brutal battle.

Zangzhu's strength was indeed good, but he was indeed too inexperienced in actual combat.

Just like in the Colosseum, even if you have a strong body and claws, you must be good at playing to your strengths to win.

Compared with the great general of Nash Country, the gap in experience between Zangzhu and Nash Country was not a little bit.

He fought hard and wanted to show the momentum of his leader of the Tantric Sect, but from beginning to end, he and Lie were not at the same level in terms of fighting.

Lie's face was full of hideous and playful smiles. He treated Zangzhu as an interesting sandbag and attacked him one round after another, as dense as a storm!

"Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da!"

The violent fists fell on Zangzhu's body. The huge force, accompanied by the second stage of the explosive fist, made Zangzhu exhausted, swaying like a candle in the wind.

His body was finally thrown out fiercely, even though he raised his right hand desperately, trying to borrow power from the gods and Buddhas worshipped by the Tantric Buddhism.

But after the power was poured into his body, it quickly drained away.

He was too weak to bear the thousand-year memorial.

Lie's huge shadow enveloped his whole body.

His red hair was swirling like flames, and that look reminded the funeral master of the evil ghosts described in the Tantric scriptures.

"You are very good, you deserve to die in my hands!"

After Lie said this, his huge fist was wrapped in a strong wind, and a punch of "bang!" hit the funeral master's head fiercely.

"Pop!"

The young head exploded like a watermelon.

The Tantric funeral master died in the hands of the great general [Lie] of the Nash Kingdom.

Lie did not waste any energy. While his origin had not yet collapsed, he pinched his body with two fingers and threw it into his big mouth.

"Crunch, crunch" he chewed bloodily, and then swallowed it into his throat.

He immediately felt a strong force surging into his body.

Lie patted his stomach with satisfaction, and the ferocious smile on his face became even brighter.

In Nash Country, there are not many strong men who can match him. He can't hunt other generals or royal nobles.

So, he was very excited to have such a perfect prey for him to hunt.

At this moment, he clenched his fists and felt the power surging from his limbs.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!! I feel it, the feeling of this power surging out is so wonderful!"

He looked at his body excitedly. His body was slowly getting bigger. His body, which was already like a towering giant, grew another five or six meters taller!

He licked his lips and suddenly raised his head to look at the Holy Spirit Temple in the sky.

"Now, I am probably the most powerful person in Nash! The king is old, why should the spirit of sacrifice be inherited by his young son? The world should belong to the capable!"

A cruel smile appeared on his lips, and then his strong legs stomped on the ground, and a leap was like a cannonball rushing towards the Holy Spirit Temple in the sky.

"Boom!"

He broke through the blockade of the Holy Spirit Temple.

The guards in front of the door saw this and hurried over to stop him, but they were all crushed into meat paste by his hands.

Lie killed his way into the Holy Spirit Temple and came to the highest point to collect the spirit of sacrifice.

The young Prince Anlit stood in front of the spirit of sacrifice, waiting to absorb this powerful power.

Lie laughed loudly: "Your Highness, the power of this spirit of sacrifice is too huge, you can't control it. Let me do it!"

Lie turned his head and saw that the person who came was the great general of the kingdom, Lie, and at this time, Lie's aura was even stronger than before, and he couldn't help but change his face.

"Lie, what are you doing here! Get out! The sacrificial spirit belongs to our royal family!"

Lie spat on the ground with disdain.

"Bah! The treasures in the world have always been enjoyed by capable people! What is your royal family?"

He rushed over and broke Prince Anlit's neck in a few strokes. Then he walked towards the huge red crystal and reached out to touch it with his intoxicated eyes...

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The funeral master looked at the red-haired giant in front of him calmly, put his right hand slowly on his chest, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

His right arm was burned by the scorching heat and almost turned into a mummy arm.

But under the blessing of a mysterious power, it slowly regenerated flesh and blood and restored its intact appearance.

Lie stood there with empty eyes, maintaining an offensive posture, but with a hideous and complacent smile on his lips.

It turned out that everything that happened just now, XuMost of them are just illusions he sees.

In the teachings of Tantra, there is a [Six Senses], which refers to the six senses of eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind that people are born with.

It is said that monks who have cultivated to a high level can freely control their own six senses and even affect the senses of others.

In ancient times, the enlightened monks often used illusions to save the world.

And this ability of the funeral master is [Six Senses to See Dust].

As long as you find the gap in the mind, you can use the strong desires of others to make them enter the illusion.

In the fantasy, you can get everything you want, so you forget yourself and where you are.

Even when you realize that it is an illusion, you will be addicted to it and unwilling to accept the reality.

Therefore, this is the most difficult illusion to crack.

Because people always like to immerse themselves in beautiful things and are unwilling to wake up, so they would rather deceive themselves.

Looking at his recovering arm, the funeral master couldn't help but sigh: "What a powerful three-eyed tribe member. If it weren't for the blessing of the Tantric Buddhism, I might not be able to defeat him easily."

Several Tantric Dharma protectors jumped out with weapons, wanting to kill Lie immediately.

"No!"

But the funeral master immediately stopped them.

Several people looked at the funeral master: "Father, why don't you let us kill him?"

The funeral master shook his head: "You can't kill him, but it will stimulate him to wake up. It will be troublesome to control him then!"

It is extremely difficult to kill a Black Chariot-level enhanced alien, especially one from the three-eyed tribe with a strong physique.

The funeral master was worried that he would not be able to kill him in one blow, but wake him up from the illusion.

Once the [Six Dusts and Different Recognition] is discovered, it cannot be used on the same person a second time. At that time, I am afraid that even if more sacrifices are made, he may not be able to be subdued.

"Then... what should we do?"

Several monks looked at each other.

The funeral master said calmly: "He has fallen into his own world and cannot extricate himself. Unless he wakes up and realizes that everything in the world is just a passing prosperity, he will not be able to recover his will. Just leave him here and don't bother with him anymore."

Everyone bowed respectfully to the funeral master and then quietly retreated behind him.

The funeral master thought for a moment, walked over, carried his huge body, jumped into the abyss of Nash Country, and placed his body in the deepest dark place.