One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 250 Me, Why Don't You Dare?

The black giant palm slammed down, centering on the giant palm, a deep pit more than one foot deep was directly smashed out on the ground, and the airflow burst out in all directions, blowing away the people rushing forward, and those who were closer The ghosts were also blown back steadily, and some of the weaker ones turned into black air and dissipated directly.

The originally towering black sacrificial monument disappeared without a trace, and the ground was covered with black gravel, replaced by a giant black hand protruding from the slowly rotating vortex.

Tang Sanzang, who had smashed the memorial tablet with his fist, also disappeared together.

All the ghosts looked at the giant black hand with lingering fears. Although Tang Sanzang was powerful, he was still not enough in front of the giant hand. He might not be able to survive this terrifying blow.

Tang Sanzang and his party killed many ghosts several times without mercy, but before he destroyed the sacrificial tablet for the ghosts and returned the true freedom to the ghosts, he also made the ghosts feel grateful, so at this time the ghosts The mood is a bit complicated.

And who was the voice that made the ghosts palpitate earlier, and whether they would attack them, became the most feared thing in the hearts of the ghosts.

Even the most powerful Tang Sanzang can't resist, so who else can save them?

The eyes of Sun Wukong and the others who were forced back by the aftermath were also full of worry. Ao Xiaobai's eye sockets were already flushed, and tears were misty in his blue eyes.

The gray-black dust was flying all over the sky, and the huge pits and shocking cracks on the ground made people feel chilling.

The surroundings fell into a dead silence, Sun Wukong and others rushed forward again, trying to shake the giant black hand.

The ghosts were still prostrate on the ground, and they were suppressed by that big hand and did not dare to move at all. The fear that came from the bottom of their hearts was even deeper than when they watched the giant city fall from the sky.

Even Tang Sanzang was slapped to death, how could they resist?How dare they resist?
"Why don't I dare?" At this moment, a chuckle came from under the giant hand, and the giant hand that was firmly pressed on the ground began to tremble slightly, as if something was about to break out from below.

Sun Wukong and the others who were rushing towards the giant hand stopped immediately, and their worried and gloomy faces suddenly showed joy.

"Master! Master, he's fine!" Ao Xiaobai exclaimed, the worry on his face disappeared.

Sha Wanjing's eye sockets were also soaked with tears, and even Zhu Tianpeng, who was usually idle, was covered with fine beads of sweat at some point.

As for Sun Wukong, the sunglasses had been placed on the bridge of his nose at some point, covering half of his face and eyes. Although he couldn't see his expression, she was the one who rushed the fastest and had the most nervous expression on his face.

All the ghosts were shocked when they heard Tang Sanzang's voice, and when they looked up, the fire in their eyes couldn't help but dance.

In the deep pit, a figure supported a giant black hand with one hand, and slowly walked up the slope of the deep pit.

The giant black hand protruding from the deep vortex couldn't fall any further, and even began to tremble slightly, even the black vortex became unstable.

Tang Sanzang stood on the ground again, and with every step he took, a deep footprint was left on the hard ground, showing the terrifying weight of that giant hand.

But Tang Sanzang was unharmed except for some dust stains on his body.

Tang Sanzang looked at the ghosts who were still kneeling on the ground, raised his eyebrows slightly, was silent for a while, and said in a slightly mocking voice: "If you don't even have the courage to stand up in front of the other party, what revenge are you talking about? Xing Fang asked me to take you What's the point of coming to him?"

When all the ghosts heard the words, most of them lowered their heads in shame, but there were also some evil ghosts with red fire in their eyes, looking at Tang Sanzang, and then looking up at the giant black hand protruding from the deep vortex.

Although that aura is extremely terrifying, isn't that exactly the enemy they have been waiting for for thousands of years?

The 3000-year wait, the accumulated hatred and resentment, and the constant devouring in order to become stronger, all for the indiscriminate disaster that fell from the sky 3000 years ago.

Now, the real enemy is in front of them, but don't they even have the courage to stand up and face it?
Tang Sanzang's words were like swinging a heavy hammer, falling on the hearts of all the ghosts one after another.

A black skeleton stood up, a black ghost stood up, and a weak ghost also stood up.

The ghosts who stood up one by one, like a prairie fire, quickly burned half of the city.

They looked up at the pitch-black vortex, and let out a hoarse roar, venting the resentment in their hearts.

A smile finally appeared on Tang Sanzang's face, he looked up at the deep vortex, curled his lips and said, "Look, not only I dare, but they dare too."

As soon as the voice fell, the right hand loosened, and at the same time, the left hand clenched a fist and threw it directly upwards.

There was a loud bang, the giant black hand shook violently, and shattered into pieces, the black vortex also sucked back, and the sky suddenly returned to calm.

"Master, are you alright?" Ao Xiaobai was the first to land beside Tang Sanzang, holding his hand tightly with his little hands, his little face full of worry.

Tang Sanzang stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears welling up from the corners of Ao Xiaobai's eyes, looked at Sun Wukong and the others who approached him, smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm fine, nothing at all."

"Master, are you...are you alright?" Zhu Tianpeng still asked in disbelief, looked Tang Sanzang up and down, and said, "That's a sage's palm. The punch broke him... That old man Zhen Yuanzi is probably going to jump up."

"This should be the result of Zhen Yuanzi's remnant thoughts left in this Sumeru Bead. Although it is not a blow from a real saint, its power is indeed terrifying." Sha Wanjing also nodded and said.

"It's fine." Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and said: "But now the enmity between us and Zhen Yuanzi has been completely settled, and if there is another Wuzhuang Temple in the Heavenly Court, it will not be easy to throw the blame this time. "

"It doesn't matter, there are too many lice, don't be afraid of itching, let's do business first, the yin energy of this city should have been absorbed by the giant black hand just now." Tang Sanzang also had some headaches, but since he punched it This city, Sha Wanjing took over this city and completely disrupted the small reincarnation set up by Zhen Yuanzi. There is no solution to this hatred, and now it is just strengthening the hatred.

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In a cave with hazy fairy air, a figure sat cross-legged, a purple gold crown could be seen faintly, and let out a soft gasp.

After a while of silence, I heard him muttering to himself again: "Interesting, it's still so interesting..."

(End of this chapter)