Temple of Madness

Chapter 429 Deception

Chapter 429
"Zhang Yang, what I'm most curious about now is where did Bai Ling go?"

"Don't worry about this. This little girl is very smart. She definitely found something, so she went to investigate quietly by herself. That's fine. I saw that Song Guangming didn't find that Bai Ling disappeared. This is a big deal for us. advantageous."

"...Okay, but what do you think is weird about Song Guangming? I have checked his body and it is indeed a human breath."

"So far I can't say it, but this person does give me a feeling of uneasiness. The most important thing is that some things don't make sense. For example, you say that he is the head of Mount Wutai, how could he be so sloppy? "

The sun walked forward slowly, and now she had come to the inner hall, thinking about what Zhang Yang said just now, and communicated with her with mental strength: "I'm not sure about what you said, but there is one thing I think this guy and The old naughty boys are a bit similar, they are all so childish. But my master is also a person with a heavy responsibility, but he seems not as unreliable as Song Guangming, and he doesn't even know the address of his own secret place in Mount Wutai."

"Yes, this is what I am most curious about. How could the head of Tangtang not even know his own sect? And there is one more thing that I am most surprised about. His big bar seems to be a bit too much. He really Didn't notice anything, don't you think it's really weird?"

When Jiao Yang was about to answer Zhang Yang, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from his ears, and he immediately jumped back sensitively.

I saw more than a dozen daggers with a cold light suddenly appeared in the place where I was just now, and there was a gloomy laughter from the beam above my head.

"Hehe, it seems that what Song Guangming said was right, he really brought you here. Are you the sun, the descendant of Suzaku?"

Scorching Yang looked at the person flying in the air with his brows tightly furrowed, especially after seeing the pair of green black wings behind him, his eyes became even more gloomy.

"Are you the fallen angel of the West?"

"Fallen Angel? I don't like this name very much. I prefer you to call me Night Slayer."

Jiao Yang took a deep breath, frowned and looked at the man, concentrating all the energy in his body.

This fallen angel actually has the state of transforming energy, she is only bright energy, it will be a bit difficult to deal with.

However, the scorching sun quickly condensed a huge ball of fire, and slammed it into the face of the fallen angel.

The fallen angel raised a cold smile, and grabbed her fireball in the palm of her hand, playing with it like a toy.

"Hehe, is this Suzaku's Fire Spirit Art? It doesn't look that bad, it's not that powerful."

Jiao Yang frowned, seeing that the man knew so much about the four great beasts, he immediately asked in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you? Why do you know the four great beasts so well?"

"Who am I? This has nothing to do with you. You just need to know that your four great beasts will perish at our hands."

Of course, suddenly, a cold light appeared in the eyes of the fallen angel, fists were formed with both hands, flapping the black wings behind him, and rushed towards the heart of the scorching sun.

The scorching sun immediately blocked his hands in front of him, forming a protective wall to resist the attacks of the fallen angels.

When the two collided together, the entire inner hall was instantly aroused with a huge wave of spiritual energy.

While the other side was waiting anxiously, Zhang Yang, who had returned from scorching sun, was also suddenly attacked at this moment.

Zhang Yang jumped back twice in a row, narrowly dodging the attack in front of him, frowning and looking at the person who attacked him, and froze in place for an instant, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Hehe, it seems that my guess is right. You have already taken refuge in the people of the Yaozu, or you actually took refuge in the people of the Buddha Kingdom."

Song Guangming's sneer sounded very ear-piercing, and Zhang Yang couldn't help frowning.

"You still shut up quickly, it's too ugly."

Immediately, Song Guangming looked at Zhang Yang with his brows tightly furrowed, and said in a cold voice with displeasure, "Hmph, you're still stubborn when you're about to die."

"With your ability, you can't do anything to me. You are just a copper skin. Who gave you the courage to be so arrogant with me?"

Zhang Yang shook his fist, ready to attack at any time.

And at this moment, a man with black wings suddenly flew out from behind Song Guangming.

Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, looking at the person in front of him, he couldn't be more familiar with it.

It turned out to be the fallen angel who pretended to be the Buddha in the Buddha Kingdom!

"Hehe, Zhang Yang, long time no see. I wonder if you were surprised to see me?"

Zhang Yang looked at the fallen angel with gloomy eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was full of hatred.

It was because of him that so many people in the Buddhist kingdom died, and even Uncle Xia was killed by him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's heart was filled with anger, completely lost his usual rationality, and he rushed towards the fallen angel with his fists waving.

In an instant, 9 giant dragons burst out from his body, more majestic than the last meeting, and this one even carried the aura of destroying heaven and earth.

The fallen angel was taken aback for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"But it's only been half a month since I saw you, and you have been promoted to another level! It seems that you can't stay, kid. If you stay, sooner or later you will be a stumbling block for us. It's better to kill you in the cradle now."

After fighting a four-winged angel, Zhang Yang understood how the fallen angels in the West differentiated their ranks.

The number of wings behind them, as well as the darkness of the color, show their strength.

The fallen angel in front of him has 6 dark golden wings behind him. His strength has reached the peak of strength, and there is a faint upward trend.

The current Zhang Yang is only An Jin's strength, and I'm afraid it's hard to win against him, especially with the scheming Song Guangming next to him.

Zhang Yang frowned and thought about how to deal with the fallen angel, but Song Guangming and the fallen angel attacked almost simultaneously.

The fallen angel's wings rushed to Zhang Yang's face, while Song Guangming sat down on the spot and arranged a blessing formation.

In an instant, Zhang Yang felt that the strength of this fallen angel had surpassed Hua Jin!
The fallen angel's whole body was covered with a cold chill, and he sneered, looked at Zhang Yang proudly, and said viciously: "Today is your funeral day, I will remember this day well."

"You are dreaming!"

(End of this chapter)