Hong Kong films: Starting from Shaolin Temple

One of them is a "Five Thunder Talisman"!

The other one, however, is a "Swiftness Talisman"!

He never intended to attack Vladimir; his only goal was... to escape! (Wang Zhao's)

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning exploded indoors, shattering an expensive table to pieces!

Zhang Ling's body was enveloped by the power of the "Divine Speed ​​Talisman," transforming into a blur as he frantically rushed towards the direction of the elevator he had come from!

"Want to leave?" Vladimir's face broke into an even more interested smile. "The game has only just begun."

He didn't chase after them, he just snapped his fingers.

In an instant, all the flesh specimens and modified creatures that were originally used as decorations on the walls, floors, and ceilings of the entire studio came to "come alive"!

Countless tentacles, claws, and deformed limbs stretched out from all directions, weaving together a net that completely blocked all of Zhang Ling's escape routes!

When Zhang Ling looked back, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He was now trapped in this bloody, demonic abyss... a desperate situation.

Chapter 163 Dragon Flame Unleashes a Punch, A Human Arhat

With a snap of Vladimir's fingers, the entire studio was transformed into a living, breathing, horrific hell filled with twisted flesh.

On the wall, the eerie decorations made of human and animal bones, with eerie green flames burning in their eye sockets, broke free from the wall and transformed into grotesque monsters with grotesque skeletons, making "clucking" sounds as they surrounded Zhang Ling.

Countless wet, sticky tentacles hung down from the ceiling, writhing like venomous snakes, trying to entangle and drag Zhang Ling.

Beneath the floor, even more deformed monsters emerged, haphazardly stitched together from the limbs of different creatures.

Some of them have the giant claws of crabs, while others have the venomous tails of scorpions, emitting nauseating hisses.

This is the terrifying aspect of "The Shaper" Vladimir.

His studio itself is his most powerful weapon, a flesh-and-blood army he built with countless lives!

"Fuck me..."

Looking at the scene before him, which resembled a "hundred ghosts walking at night," Zhang Ling felt a chill rise up his spine.

He had roamed the martial world and slain countless demons and monsters, but this was the first time in his life he had ever seen such a disgusting and devastating scene.

“Master Taoist, my ‘children’ love the vibrant energy you exude.” Vladimir stood at a distance, like a painter admiring his own work, a sickly smile on his face. “Stop resisting. Becoming one of them is your only destiny.”

"Go to hell!" Zhang Ling roared, his survival instinct unleashing all his power.

He drew the peach wood sword from his back with his backhand, formed a hand seal with his left hand, and stepped out with the Seven Star Steps, dodging and weaving in the narrow space.

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, borrow the power! Suppress!"

He thrust out his sword, the tip striking the forehead of a skeletal monster that lunged at him.

On the peach wood sword, the cinnabar runes shone brightly, and a pure Taoist spiritual power erupted. The hard skeletal monster (ahcc) was as if it were being corroded by strong acid, making a "sizzling" sound and scattering into bone powder on the ground.

"Maoshan Talisman Technique, Fiery Spell!"

He flicked his wrist and produced another talisman. The talisman transformed into a raging fire, burning the several tentacles that had wrapped around him until they were charred and curled up.

However, there were simply too many of these monsters! And they were fearless and ruthless!

He had just dealt with one when three or four more pounced on him from different directions.

The tentacles were burned off, but new ones quickly grew from the wall.

Zhang Ling's spiritual energy was being rapidly depleted. He soon sustained injuries.

A grotesque monster's claws slashed a deep, bone-revealing wound across his arm, from which black, poisonous blood immediately seeped out.

"Oh no!" Zhang Ling's heart sank.

He felt a numbing sensation coming from the wound, and the toxin was eroding his spiritual power, making his movements increasingly sluggish.

If this continues, he will be worn down and devoured by these monsters in less than ten minutes!

Vladimir stood at a distance, watching all of this with great interest, as if he were enjoying a spectacular battle of trapped beasts.

He was not in a hurry to kill Zhang Ling; he wanted to slowly, little by little, wear down all of Zhang Ling's will to resist, plunging him into the deepest despair.

Then, he was molded into his most perfect "work".

Zhang Ling's breathing became more and more rapid, and the scene before his eyes began to blur.

"Damn it... Master... Your unfilial disciple is going to... die here today..." He gave a bitter laugh, and the thought of mutual destruction had already taken root in his heart.

He planned to unleash all the spiritual power within his body at the last moment, activating the forbidden Maoshan technique "Three Pure Ones Divine Thunder," so that even if he died, he would take a few people down with him!

At this critical moment, when life and death hung in the balance!

Boom——! ! !

An unprecedented, earth-shattering roar came from below the building!

The entire "Eternal Night Film Studio" building trembled violently!

It felt like being hit directly by a bomb!

The glassware in the top-floor studio shattered amidst the violent shaking, spilling its foul-smelling liquids and specimens all over the floor.

For the first time, the elegant, cat-and-mouse smile that always graced Vladimir's face froze.

A hint of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes.

"What happened?" he asked coldly, staring into the air.

Soon, Lester's panicked voice echoed in his mind: "Your Highness! Something terrible has happened! The front of the building... has been... has been punched through from the outside!"

"What?!" Even Vladimir could no longer remain calm upon hearing this answer.

This building was specially reinforced; its exterior walls were as strong as a military fortress! And yet… it was punched through?!

At the same time, a familiar yet terrifying, vast and powerful golden aura, like a tsunami, swept up from the gap in the building!

That aura was extremely yang and powerful, sacred and majestic!

Wherever it went, the monsters made of dark flesh and blood seemed to have encountered their natural enemy, letting out terrified screams and retreating and shrinking away!

The encirclement that had previously trapped Zhang Ling completely suddenly developed a huge gap!

Zhang Ling felt a sudden relief from the pressure. He abruptly raised his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came, his face showing an expression of ecstatic joy at surviving a disaster!

"Hahahaha! I knew it! I knew you'd come!"

He burst into laughter.

Because he knew who had come.

It was that Arhat who emerged from seclusion, filled with the wrath of Vajra... a mortal Arhat!

Chapter 164 The Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, the Demon-Subduing King

Outside the "Eternal Night Pictures" building, the streets were in chaos.

All the passersby stared in disbelief at the surreal scene before them.

The magnificent Gothic-style building now had a huge, human-shaped hole more than three meters in diameter in its sturdy front door and walls!

At the edge of the hole, the steel bars were twisted, and the concrete blocks were shattered like cookies.

The culprit who caused all of this is standing quietly in front of the hole.

Dragon Flame.

He ended his seclusion and came here alone.

He didn't choose infiltration, nor did he employ any strategy. He chose the most direct, violent, and unreasonable method—a direct, head-on assault!

He used his fists to speak for all language.

He wanted to tell Vladimir that any conspiracy or trickery would be utterly crushed in the face of absolute power!

"Vladimir, come out here and die."

Long Yan's voice didn't come from his throat, but rather from his internal force, directly vibrating the air. The sound, like rolling thunder, reverberated throughout every corner of the entire building!

Inside the building, the flesh and blood monsters that were originally besieging Zhang Ling seemed to receive some kind of command the moment they heard this voice. They abandoned Zhang Ling and, like a tide, rushed madly toward the breach below the building!

They will use their own bodies to stop the intruder!

On the top floor, Vladimir's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

He never imagined that the other party would use such a "barbaric" method to break his "rules of the game".

This was a plot point that had never been written in his script before!

“A brute who only knows how to use brute force…” A flash of rage and contempt crossed his eyes. “Fine. Let my ‘children’ go and meet you first. Let them show you what true… numerical despair really is.”

Through a mental link, he issued a single-word command to all the monsters he had "created" throughout the building:

"kill!"

In an instant, the entire "Eternal Night Film Studio" building came to life!

Countless new-generation vampires emerged from the shadows, baring their fangs and roaring!

Countless deformed monsters crawled out of their lairs, brandishing their sharp claws!

The sorcerers from Southeast Asia also released their own concocted "flying head sorcery" and "centipede sorcery," which transformed into streaks of black energy and rushed towards Long Yan!

At this moment, the entire building transformed into a gigantic meat grinder, relentlessly churning out death and terror!

And Long Yan was standing at the exit of this meat grinder.

Facing the demons and monsters surging out of the hole like a tidal wave, there was not a trace of fear on his face.

His eyes were absolutely cold and indifferent.

"Evil spirits and heretics are all...dust."

He uttered the truth softly.

Then, he stepped forward.