"You're the Disobedient?"
"Actually, I don't intend to waste my breath on you," Zhu Minglang said.
"I know I'm not your match, but if you want to walk past me, you'll have to pay the price!" The one-eyed arhat seemed to know something. His eyes were firm.
"Then you're thinking too much. You might not even be able to stop me," Zhu Minglang said.
At this moment, Zhu Minglang had already walked up the Arhat Terrace. He walked along the terrace towards Hua Chou's temple.
His footsteps had indeed never stopped. Even though he was not walking as fast as flying, but no matter how many white monks around him were displaying their supernatural powers, they were unable to stop Zhu Minglang even half a step.
Zhu Minglang continued walking forward. The white monks were killed one by one by the Smelting Ice Black Dragon.
When the one-eyed arhat heard such arrogant words, he immediately slapped the copper lotus. He flew up, and his body looked like it was made of copper.
He charged towards Zhu Minglang, but when he was about ten steps away from Zhu Minglang, a purple tail slapped down from above. This tail was accompanied by dense lightning, forming a dazzling lightning curtain.
The one-eyed arhat was sent flying by the tail. The lightning curtain turned into a soft cloth and wrapped around the one-eyed arhat's body. The one-eyed arhat's body convulsed from the electricity. His copper-like body was charred black by the continuous lightning strikes!
He was like a thick piece of charcoal. The one-eyed arhat was still writhing on the ground. He wanted to stand up, but he quickly fell to the ground.
Zhu Minglang walked past the one-eyed arhat. At this moment, the one-eyed arhat saw the purple dragon above Zhu Minglang's head. This purple dragon was like a dazzling lightning bolt that streaked across the night sky. The purple scales on its body released dense lightning threads, forming a lightning barrier around Zhu Minglang.
Some of the white monks tried to approach Zhu Minglang, but their bodies were also convulsing from the electricity.
"You must know how to cherish your life," Zhu Minglang said to the one-eyed arhat, then continued to walk towards the next Arhat Terrace.
When Zhu Minglang left the Copper Lotus Arhat Terrace and continued walking along the long path, the white monks had already been dealt with by the Smelting Ice Black Dragon. The ground was filled with scum.
The One-Eyed Arhat was obviously a hopeless believer. He crawled towards his precious Copper Lotus and then chanted some kind of incantation in the Copper Lotus.
When Zhu Minglang left, the one-eyed arhat had already passed away by the copper lotus.
His body turned into reddish-black ashes.
Zhu Minglang looked back, but he could not help but shook his head.
These arhats …
Killing them or not, the result was the same.
The strength of the Earthly Arhat was not that strong. Zhu Minglang could kill his way through without stopping.
But the Earthly Arhats had a kind of divine ability to serve each other. That was, once an Earthly Arhat or Heavenly Dipper Arhat died, the strength of the other arhat on the Arhat Terrace would increase!
Zhu Minglang did not know about the Earthly Arhat's ability. He killed his way through, but was stopped by the last arhat at the Golden Sunflower Arhat Terrace. There, he lost the Smelting Ice Black Dragon and the Thunder God Purple Dragon.
Of course, Zhu Minglang was only trying to keep the one-eyed arhat alive.
If he did not die, he would not increase the magic power of the arhat behind him.
However, the other party was bent on death. For the grand belief, he was willing to sacrifice his life and cultivation, just to be a smelly and hard stumbling block on Zhu Minglang's path!
Fine.
Adhering to the principle of being thrifty, Zhu Minglang deliberately stopped, turned back, stretched out his hand, and took away the soul of the Earthly Arhat.
Forget about the white sackcloth monk.
Wasting their spiritual power, all their souls put together, it was not as good as the Arhat Soul Bead.
… …
Continuing forward, on the next long road, he could see many gods and worshippers.
At this time, after they knew that someone had killed the first arhat, they retreated to the side in horror, staring at Zhu Minglang as if they were looking at a demon emperor from hell.
Zhu Minglang walked to the second Earthly Arhat Terrace. Sure enough, there was already a wine and meat arhat waiting for him.
"If I remember correctly, aren't you the God of Wine of Tian Shu?" Zhu Minglang said to the wine and meat arhat.
This was a greasy and dirty Arhat Terrace. The terrace was as big as a training ground, covered with chicken, duck, and fish. The plates were surprisingly big and overflowing with oil. In addition, there were jugs of wine placed neatly. Some of the jugs were only the size of a palm, while others were the size of a rice jar. The most exaggerated one was the jug that the wine and meat arhat was sitting on, it was like a pool.
The wine and meat arhat was soaking in this jug.
It was only when Zhu Minglang was talking to him that he slowly got up, burping from the alcohol.
"I am … I am the God of Wine … You are that Zhu Minglang … The one who was in the limelight in Xuan Ge God Capital …" The God of Wine sat on the wine jug, then stared at Zhu Minglang with drunken eyes.
"Why be a dog for Hua Chou?" Zhu Minglang said.
"Otherwise, be a dog for you? We are both dogs, there is a difference in who we are. "The God of Wine said.
"What is the difference? Tell me." Zhu Minglang asked.
"The difference is that I am the Divine Lord now!" The God of Wine's tone changed, revealing a sense of superiority.
The God of Wine didn't have a white monk here, nor were there any other monks.
He was the only one guarding this place.
The God of Wine seemed to have the confidence to destroy a traitor all by himself!
"Fine, pick a way to die." Zhu Minglang reached out his hand and displayed different dragon seals.
The dragon seals were of different colors. They were like glowing fairies that rotated around Zhu Minglang's palm.
And Zhu Minglang's actions were like an old man selling rainbow-colored candy, letting the child in front of him choose the color and flavor that they liked.
"I know your strength and that you are very strong, but if you don't summon your main dragon, I can kill at least three of your divine dragons …" The God of Wine said.
"I said, pick one." Zhu Minglang said.
"Haha, arrogant and conceited!"
"If you don't pick, then I'll just pick one for you." Zhu Minglang closed his eyes. Then, he used the finger of his other hand to lightly flick the small picture stamp that was rotating.
He picked whatever he chose.
It was a gray seal. After Zhu Minglang pointed it out, the seal flew out and quickly expanded into a gray and strange door to the Spirit Realm.
From the door, a Dark Dragon flew out.
It knew its target very well. After leaving the Spirit Realm, the Dark Dragon spread its wings and pounced on the God of Wine on the huge wine jar!
The God of Wine saw the Dark Dragon pouncing on him, and the drunkenness on his face disappeared.
He hurriedly raised a wine jar and smashed it at the dragon!
The wine jar shattered, and a river of wine gushed out. The powerful sweeping force was far stronger than a normal flood.
The flood of wine instantly flooded the street, and the Dark Dragon was also swallowed by the majestic tide of wine. However, the flood of wine couldn't force it back. The Dark Dragon directly passed through the tide of wine, bit the God of Wine, and lifted him into the air.
"My dragon also likes to drink, but it drinks blood. Against me, your biggest advantage is that you can choose a way to die. Unfortunately, you are unlucky to have met my Innate Fiend Dragon, who has just become Shenjun. "Zhu Minglang laughed as he spoke to the God of Wine who was lifted into the air.
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