Chapter 3263
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They could not only be suppressed by the power of the world.
They also fed on the power of the world.
Chen Zhao vaguely understood why there hadn't been any rocs in history.
Perhaps it could only appear in the Mythological Era.
Because their food had never been flood dragons.
It was the power of the world. They liked to eat the power of the world, but that did not mean they wanted to be suppressed by the power of the world.
Therefore, the plans of the monks on Mount Wutai for thousands of years had always been wrong.
There was no conflict between the two rocs' souls in Chen Zhao's body.
They were not energy, they all had their own consciousness.
Chen Zhao didn't have much, but he had a lot of world power.
Chen Zhao's inner world was a small world. It also produced world power.
He also had the Serpent World, which also had endless world power.
Therefore, he didn't need to be stingy with the power of the world.
They ate as much as they could. It was enough for them to fill themselves to death.
Moreover, it was different from Brahma Xin, who relied on suppression to obtain the power of the Great Roc.
Chen Zhao didn't need to force them. All he had to do was exchange the power of the world and feed them. They would naturally be willing to lend their power to Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao opened his arms and released the aura of the roc's soul.
The roc soul in Fan Xin's body became even more restless, and resisted even more fiercely.
Fan Xin didn't feel relieved because the number of the roc souls was reduced. Instead, she felt even more uncomfortable.
The soul of the roc rampaged through Fan Xin's body.
Fan Xin became more and more alarmed. He didn't understand. This was Mount Wutai's secret method.
Why could Chen Zhao control it?
He didn't realize that the secret method of Mount Wutai was used in the wrong way.
Chen Zhao only had two rocs' souls, but their auras were stronger than the five he had.
Furthermore, he had even triggered the Golden Roc in his body.
At that moment, the soul of the third roc broke through Brahma's suppression and charged directly at Chen Zhao.
The soul of the roc chirped happily and dove into Chen Zhao's body.
On Chen Zhao's side, the aura of the roc's soul grew stronger.
This feeling was similar to an animal releasing male hormones to attract other members of the opposite sex.
Although this description was very strange.
But the process was very similar.
However, the number of roc souls in Fan Xin's body didn't make it any easier to suppress.
Instead, it became even more intense, as if it wanted to perish together with Fan Xin.
"That's enough!" Fan Xin roared.
The roc's soul was calm for a moment, but in the next moment …
Fan Xin fell to the ground in pain. Backlash! It had begun.
Even the golden roc's flaming wings began to resist.
To Brahma Xin, this was a disaster.
The three rocs' souls broke through the shackles and entered Chen Zhao's body.
At this moment, Fan Xin didn't have the slightest strength to resist, and she collapsed to the ground.
His eyes lost their light.
Chen Zhao walked toward Fan Xin and stretched out his hand.
A strong aura of the Roc Soul was brewing in his palm.
Fan Xin's body suddenly spasmed.
Immediately after, the golden Buddha mark on his chest began to become extremely dazzling.
In the next moment, the light disappeared, but the golden Buddha seal began to bleed.
A golden roc tore through Fan Xin's body and flew out.
It was different from the previous six rocs.
The Great Roc in front of him was not killed.
Its body was still intact.
Chen Zhao slowly reached out to touch the golden roc.
The Golden Roc retreated a little.
But slowly, it sensed the aura of its kind on Chen Zhao.
Moreover, the power of the world on Chen Zhao made it instinctively feel close.
The golden roc suddenly turned into a beam of golden light and imprinted itself on Chen Zhao's palm.
It left a golden mark on Chen Zhao's palm.
It was different from the other six rocs' souls.
This golden roc could evolve into a real mythical roc.
Chen Zhao looked down at Fan Xin.
He was already dead. Buddhism was all about mercy.
However, the actions of this group of monks had nothing to do with mercy.
Chen Zhao was somewhat disgusted.
With a wave of his hand, he completely destroyed Fan Xin's body.
Putting away his Inner World, the six rocs and the golden roc immediately settled down in the Flame World.
They didn't have any special requirements for the environment.
They just had a special need for food.
They only needed the power of the world.
This wasn't something normal people could provide.
The monks saw Chen Zhao appear, but Fan Xin didn't.
They all felt that something was wrong.
"Quick … change the world …"
The power of the roc!
A beam of light flashed.
A dozen monks were instantly crushed by Chen Zhao.
The remaining monks also spat out blood.
The 24 Heavens Formation also disintegrated.
They couldn't change the world anymore.
At least, they couldn't activate the formation until they had 24 monks who knew formations.
But now, they had to face Chen Zhao.
"Monk Fan Xin asked me to pass on a message."
All the monks looked at Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao smiled. "He said he misses you guys and hopes you can accompany him."
All the monks were infuriated.
"Demon, I'll fight you to the death!"
"Fellow Martial Brothers and Martial Nephews, let's vanquish the demon together!"
"Kill!"
But they were facing Chen Zhao.
The gap between them was vividly displayed at this moment.
In the next second, all the monks were destroyed.
They were facing Chen Zhao, who was ready to kill.
Chen Zhao didn't hold back anymore. He wouldn't give them a chance to resist.
Returning to the main plane, Chen Zhao exhaled deeply.
Just then, his phone rang.
"Hey, Mr. Chen, I reported your request to the higher-ups. They don't agree."
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Yiren sounded a little regretful.
He didn't know if it was because he hadn't taken the chance to destroy Wutai Mountain.
Or was it because he wasn't able to receive the ten billion dollar donation?
"Really? I think so too. I was too impulsive. It's a famous mountain in China. I should show some respect."
"Uh … It's good that you think like that. Oh, where's Monk Fan Xin?"
"He went to serve the Buddha, right?"
"Fine." Even an idiot could understand what Chen Zhao meant.
But Zhou Yiren was also secretly shocked.
Who was Fan Xin? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was the top Zen.
Just like Zhang Tianyi's position in Taoism.
No one objected to Fan Xin being the top Zen.
But now, Chen Zhao had sent him to meet the Buddha.
How could Zhou Yiren not be shocked?
"If there's nothing else, I'm going to hang up."
"Okay, bye. I look forward to the communication between the East China Special Intelligence Department and the North American Supernatural Organization."
"Bye."
As soon as Chen Zhao hung up, his phone rang again.
This time, it was the hotel.
Chen Zhao's room had been destroyed, but he was nowhere to be seen.
So, the hotel thought that something had happened to him.
They even called the police.
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