My Waste Husband

Chapter 2206

The two iron tower-like strong men looked at each other through the air.

"What a powerful devouring power." The successor of the Demonic Flood Dragon brandished his long halberd and looked into the horizon. "Interesting. The Gluttony Clan has been revived, hasn't it?"

The formation in the horizon began to glow. One figure after another appeared. All of them were dressed in black robes, standing behind the muscular

man.

The strong man on the horizon flashed and appeared next to Sylvia in the next second.

"The Gluttony Clan!"

Those Restricted Zones successors all widened their eyes, looking at this man.

This man was Raniero who had already disappeared under the sea.

In the crowd of cultivators, the white-haired old many secrets spoke again.

man who knew

"The Gluttony Clan has mastered the devouring power. But the most terrifying part is not the fearlessness of the devouring power, but the devouring power. It is the bane of taboo power. In ancient times, the devouring power was the manager of forbidden power."

"However, when the ambition of the Restricted Zones swelled, they changed their original ideas. In order to take the forbidden power that was banned in the Restricted Zones back, the Gluttony Clan's successor incarnated into a spiritual body and wandered on the ancient battlefields. However, on the ancient battlefields, there were mostly the remnant thoughts, obsessiveness, resentments, wandering in the form of spiritual bodies. All the thoughts were messed up and lost their original selves."

"The Gluttony Clan's successor has been gone for countless years. Some said that the Gluttony Clan might never come back, but it seems that they guessed wrong. Now the Gluttony Clan has stood up again."

The white-haired old man's words let everyone know the secret and the identity of Raniero.

The Gluttony Clan was the manager of the forbidden power in the past. This type of identity was too terrifying!

They were legendary characters.

"The Gluttony Clan, huh..." Matthew's mouth curved into a smile. "Very good. I've long wanted to experience this so-called devouring power!"

With a flash, Matthew appeared in front of Raniero and threw a punch.

Facing the attack of the Matthew, Raniero grinned and punched back as well.

Both of them were combatants who did not hold weapons, because their bodies were their strongest weapons.

There was a terrifying explosion when the two fists collided. Then, both of their fists hit each other like a torrential storm. Every punch was full of power, which made people feel hot-blooded.

"You stinky bug, don't just stand there." A cold aura emanated from Cesia's hands. "Let me ice you up!"

"Haha." The successor of the Demonic Flood Dragon waved the long halberd in his hand, and the snowy white on the ground was cleared up. "That old thing is dead. Can you do anything to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed to the sky with halberd in hand.

With a gentle tap of her toes, Cesia's body rushed forward like a bird. At the same time, a cold air lingered around her arms, transforming into two blades of ice.

Dashawn's gaze remained fixed on Sylvia. He had been transformed from the will of a true Immortal, and the true Immortal wanted to destroy the civilization and the Taoist Legacy.

As a strand of Metaphysics bloodline Qi, Dashawn had to destroy this kind of inheritance.

The two enemies had been drawn away, leaving only Dashawn. Sylvia took back the cauldron.

A Qi-sword from Dashawn hacked at it.

In the void of the Heavenly Way, five stars of the Heavenly Way were shining and there was also a long sword that was emitting sharpness.

Two long yellow dragons dived down from the sky and attacked Dashawn.

Dashawn released numerous sword beams in quick succession. His Sword Dao was peerless, so he was not afraid.

The battle here was not at the same

level as the battle between the successors of the Restricted Zones and the Sacred Lands. The

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significance of the battle here was also different. Sylvia was protecting the inheritance while the people from the Demonic Flood Dragon Cave wanted to take the inheritance as their own.

The forest that the yellow dragons had swept through was a complete mess, and it was covered in ice and snow. The people of the Sacred Lands saw this opportunity and took the lead in rushing toward the successor of the Restricted Zones.

Chaotic battle was triggered again.

In the West, there was a Buddhist country, which was also the base of the Sakya Shrine.

Suddenly, a bell rang throughout the Buddhist country.

At this moment, in the Dalei Temple, the 108 Arhats all opened their eyes and the seventy-two Buddhas chanted scriptures together.

The Dalei Temple was in the middle of the tower. The gate opened and a figure in a cassock slowly walked out of the temple. He was surrounded by golden light, which was the manifestation of Buddha's light. Behind him were three illusory figures of Golden Buddha. Their eyes seemed to contain some spirits.

"Greetings, Buddha."

At this time, the 108 arhats and the 72 Buddhas put their palms together and uttered.

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"Amitabha." The man coming out of the Dalei Temple folded his hands and chanted softly.

Only this sound made the entire Buddhist country shed Buddha's light all over the sky.

"Now that the catastrophe is about to begin, all living beings in the world will suffer. I'm willing to go to the land of calamity. Amitabha." After finishing his words, the monk stepped out of the scope of the Dalei Temple. "The disaster has risen, and the time has changed. If the catastrophe can be eliminated, I'm willing to die for all living beings to fulfil my destiny."

The chanting of scriptures sounded in the Buddhist country.

The monk's strength was very horrible, and he was called Buddha Lord. This title could not even be owned by the Sacred Lord of the Sakya Shrine.

If one wanted to become a Buddha Lord, one had to be recognized by the entire Buddhist country. He had reached the Paramount Realm in the field of Buddhism and was no weaker than others in strength.

The monk was already the most powerful being in the land of Buddha. As he shot forward, he gave off a beam of Buddha's light wherever he passed. Soon, the monk left the Buddhist country and entered a mortal city. He went into a restaurant and ordered a roast suckling pig, a roasted chicken, a roasted duck, and one...

In the distant north, a person paced back and forth. His eyes carried a perplexed look. He was searching for the origin of the Elemental Spirit Method and wanted to know something. He had already found some clues but was still unable to see them clearly.

He touched his pocket and found the last cigarette in it. He picked it up and put it in his mouth. After thinking about it, he put it back.

"What the f*ck! I wouldn't have come here if I knew it. Now I can't get out." The man had a full face full of beard.

The sky was getting dark, and a glimmer of polar light passed through the air. Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed through the man's eyes. In the light, he seemed to feel something.

"Spirits, Yin and Yang, black and white..."

The man murmured. Then his body suddenly rose up and rushed toward the polar light in the sky.

At the same time, in the Yin-yang

Shrine that was tens of millions miles away, there was a Yin-yang stone that was passed down from ancient times. It was rumoured that the one who could arouse yin and yang resonance would obtain the true inheritance of yin and yang. However, for countless years, the Yin-yang stone had never displayed any reaction, making many people believe that this was most likely a useless rock.

And today, the Yin-yang stone began to move!