Chapter 2932： With one finger!

"Roar!"

A broken idol enraged more idols, causing them to sting with enemies.

They roared at Tang Zhen, then rushed out of the square and went straight to Tang Zhen and killed him.

The monks who were surrounded by mud and turned into mud statues were also driven to Tang Zhen.

It is like a black wave that surrounds Tang Zhentuan, like an isolated island about to bear the impact of a huge wave.

This scene, the elders watched secretly.

All monks are thinking, can Tang Zhen hold up in the face of such a terrible attack?

At this time, with Tang Zhen as the center, there was a wave in the air.

The waves spread towards the Quartet, one wave after another, as if never ending.

The seemingly soft waves actually hide the power of terror, enough to dissolve any power.

The mud statues that rushed towards Tang Zhen were irresistibly impacted and were pushed in all directions.

During the inversion process, the mud shell on the surface of the body shattered and fell, exposing the body covered by the mud.

No matter whether they are male or female monks, one by one, there is no cover at all.

Although some parts of the body were petrified and corroded, consciousness was restored.

The faces of these monks flashed deep surprises, and their hearts escaped with emotion.

"Bang, bang!"

Like the hailfall, countless figures fell to the ground, and then climbed up with embarrassment.

In this rush, the monks have regained control of their bodies, but if they want to recover, they must practice for a while.

They sat directly on the floor, repairing their bodies, while looking intently at the battlefield ahead.

Among the countless flying back figures, Tang Zhen in the center stands like a mountain without any influence at all.

Then the monks saw the idols rushing towards Tang Zhen, suddenly showing terrified expressions.

It turned out that a breeze came, mixed with drizzle, and drenched on those menacing idols.

The indestructible idols were smashed by raindrops, and there were pits.

This is just the beginning. As the raindrops get denser, the surface of the idol begins to blur.

The muddy and stinky muddy water continued to flow down the huge body of the idol.

The closer it is to Tang Zhen, the more dense the rain becomes, and the splash is generally sprinkled on the body of the god.

"Slam!"

Rushing at the front of the idol, the waving arm suddenly broke, and the ornamentation on the body has long been blurred.

There were potholes all over the skull, and an unwilling roar uttered inside the deformed mouth.

The roar came to a halt immediately, and the huge skull broke off from the neck and rolled down to the ground.

"Wow!"

This crackling sound kept echoing in the square, and soon more crackling sounds came.

The huge deity, under the slap of the rain, was constantly slumped on the ground and turned into piles of mud.

These mud-made objects are simply unbeatable under the purest water energy washing.

"Wow……"

Seeing a statue of the **** fall, those weird pottery on the square immediately made a sound of wailing.

Looking at them, they are obviously extremely distressed, and are weeping and regretting the fall of those gods.

There are also many Taoists, bouncing loudly and cursing Tang Zhen, while chanting inexplicable spells.

It didn't take long before there was a snoring noise in the distance.

Countless monks suddenly burst out of the thick fog, dragging their stiff bodies towards Tang Zhen.

This is a controlled monk, who, driven by the weird Tao people, launched another attack on Tang Zhen.

The monk is not an idol. He is not afraid of the washing of pure water. The total number is at least 10,000.

Every monk who watched the war couldn't help worrying. They were afraid that Tang Zhen would lose the monk, so there was no hope at all.

Unexpectedly, the thought just rose, but saw Tang Zhen smiled coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

"Roar!"

Rushing towards Tang Zhen, the monks suddenly stopped, and they ran towards the place where the Tao people gathered in the direction of their fingers.

The Tao people screamed and cursed in horror, and turned into piles of broken fragments in the rampage of Monk Nuo.

The gentle rain that floated in the sky rained on the debris and poured them into mud.

The molten sludge was wriggling and struggling, constantly extending his arms and skull, but ultimately it was impossible to restore the prototype due to the washing of the rain.

After struggling for a long time, nothing happened.

The monks who watched the game were amazed, but did not expect such a terrible crisis, but it was easily resolved by Tang Zhen!

When they returned to God, they found that all the Tao people had become mud, and those monks wearing red runes were standing on the square like statues.

With the rain water pouring, among their seven tricks, mud water continued to flow out.

Although it looks terrible, as the muddy water flows, Monk's original fuzzy features gradually become clear.

The weird breath on his body was slowly dissipating, and he became no different from a normal monk.

The monks who watched the battle saw this and suddenly realized that Tang Zhen had saved the lives of a large group of monks.

If this mud is left in the body, the monk will be sealed and the soul will never be free.

After another minute or so, the stupid Monk was stiff and suddenly stooped and started vomiting.

A puddle of black mud spewed from their mouths, and pale faces became normal.

After the mud was cleared, the monstrous monks looked around puzzledly, trying to figure out what was going on?

Then they saw that countless Taoist statues turned into mud, and on the surrounding square, there were countless treasure hunters.

In the middle of the square, there is a huge figure with a sloppy expression on his face.

This huge figure exudes a terrifying breath, and just looking at it, feels that the soul is shaking.

Looking at the huge figure opposite, there was a monk standing opposite each other. Looking at his appearance, he knew that the huge figure was not put in his eyes.

The monks who escaped from the dead did not understand where this was, and what happened?

The only thing you can do is watch it change.

Unconsciously, the wind and rain subsided, and everything was calm.

There was silence all around, and all the monks' eyes were looking at Tang Zhen and Wu Shen.

"Do you really want to die?"

Xunshen returned to his original appearance, closed his open mouth, retracted his bulging eyes, and looked quite solemnly.

"court death?"

Tang Zhen looked at Wu Shen and smiled coldly.

"Only you monster, can you kill me with a body made of mud?

Without giving you a little lesson, I really thought I was a god! "

As soon as Tang Zhen's words fell, he heard a flash of thunder and lightning, and a huge finger fell from the sky.

Wu Shen's face changed greatly, he looked up and opened his mouth to the sky, and numerous bones ejected.

Bone bones form a shield and floats on the head of the god, trying to resist the fingers falling from the sky.

With a loud noise, the Bone Shield wailed and was broken into pieces by fingers falling from the sky.

Yu Wei's fingers were undiminished, and he poked directly on the god's head.

"Click!"

On the top of God's head, a large hole was pierced by his fingers, and clear cracks appeared on his face.

Black gas erupted in the cracks, and the rolling magma was hidden inside. Although it soon healed again, the scars were extremely scary.

"court death!"

God's expression became stunned again, and numerous bone spears were sprayed in his mouth, smashing into Tang Zhen overwhelmingly.

"But that's it!"

Tang Zhen said coldly, raising his hand and pointing forward again.

An invisible force shook those bone spears into powder, and then fell on the god.

"Ka ..."

The ground began to shake, with a mourning, followed by a continuous crackling sound.

The shrine is full of cracks, with shock that can't be concealed on its face.