Chapter 120 The Fallen Buddha or the Fasting Shura?

"Ah!!!" Sun Xiaoguo let out an extremely shrill scream, and his whole body was thrown upside down by the shock.

The huge body fell to the floor, and the fat all over his body shook like a twitching fat pig.

Zhang Wanqing, on the other hand, was helpless and froze in place after losing her restraints.

She looked at the golden light that filled the entire floor, like a barrier, and felt her heart fluttering. The knowledge she had known for more than twenty years in the past was all overturned at this moment!

She had seen all this with her eyes, and then she couldn't help but see the Taoist Sun Xiaoguo called "Zhang Taichu" outside the iron gate, and she couldn't move her eyes anymore.

at the same time.

Where Zhang Taichu is.

He just glanced at the place where Sun Xiaoguo was, and then locked him with a hook of his finger. The reason why he didn't kill him immediately was because he happened to save the opponent's life for some use.

As for the woman wearing ol' work clothes, after he sensed that she was an ordinary person, he didn't care and put it aside.

Then he turned his head and looked at the group of minions in the ballroom on the second floor who were now imprisoned by the golden light.

Each of them looked pale, and they were trapped by the golden light and couldn't breathe. With the strength of more than sixty people, at this moment, they couldn't even break free from the golden light in Zhang Taichu's thoughts.

Although they had heard that the "Taichu Zhenren" who suddenly appeared in Longhu Mountain had already surpassed the old Heavenly Master in strength and could be regarded as an immortal, they had also seen the huge thunderstorm that was widely circulated on the Internet.

But subconsciously, he still couldn't believe that Zhang Taichu really had the power of that level.

It wasn't until tonight, with the sudden arrival of the other party, that they realized how terrifying this real man from Longhu Mountain was!

When they thought of this, they complained in their hearts. If they had known it, they would have listened to what Mr. Xia had warned, and if they stayed hidden during these days, they might not be found by Zhang Taichu!

But things had already happened, their throats were rolling, and they tried their best to say a word of begging for mercy before dying, fighting for the last bit of life, but there was no chance at all. In the next moment, everything went dark.

Then there was a thud.

Heads of different shapes turned into the same miserable scraps of flesh and blood!

After doing this, Zhang Taichu looked calm and looked at the iron doors surrounding the dance hall.

The iron door had long been torn into pieces by him with golden light, and the people inside had also been controlled by him. Some had blurred eyes, had their heads whipped, two men were naked, and some were drunk and had just woken up from a fright.

These people were all filled with the aura of alien beings. They all had frightened eyes, but could not say a word.

Zhang Taichu just glanced at these faces, compared them one by one with the information provided by Tianxiahui, and confirmed that they were just small fish and shrimps.

But he did not immediately kill them. Instead, he turned his face and said calmly: "Xiao Xiao, the remaining dozen or so aliens will be left to you."

The moment the words fell.

Xiao Zizai's figure suddenly jumped out from his side, almost turning into a phantom, and he roared excitedly: "It's your order!"

But just then.

"Wait." Zhang Taichu suddenly stopped him.

"Master Taichu, who are you?" Xiao Zizai turned around and asked without knowing why.

In this regard, Zhang Taichu glanced at the room full of corruption, then patted Xiao Zizai on the shoulder and said: "Xiao Xiao, you have found a path for yourself to be evil and evil, so you have lived up to Jiekong. Expectations from you.”

"However, if you are in darkness and still yearn for light, you are just drinking poison to quench your thirst. One day you will be unable to suppress it."

"Master Taichu, I...I know." Xiao Zizai also sighed, and was about to say that he actually knew that one day he would be devoured by his inner demon.

But at this time, Zhang Taichu shook his head and looked at him: "So, since I knew this, before taking action tonight, you have to ask yourself a question."

"Do you want to be a fallen Buddha, or a fasting Shura?"

"Buddha, or Shura." Xiao Zizai was stunned.

"Good people have to do thousands of good deeds to save themselves, while evil people only need to put down the butcher knife to save all sentient beings. In my heart, this is bullshit!"

"What I want you to do is not to put down the butcher's knife against evil. You have to kill the Holy Mother who should be killed. Think about it." Zhang Taichu left two words and stopped mentioning it.

In this regard, Xiao Zizai seemed to suddenly understand something.

Even after sitting in the temple for many years and meditating hard, I could not figure out the truth, but it seemed that my spiritual goal was illuminated in an instant.

The next moment, Xiao Zizai looked at those heinous people, and the murderous intent in his eyes was actually mixed with a little compassion for a moment.

At the same time, the dozen or so aliens who had lost their restraints showed despair on their faces when they discovered that the floor had been turned into a cage by golden light and had nowhere to escape.

But the next moment, they were even more horrified to see a compassionate Shura rushing towards them with a smile on his face!

Suddenly, Xiao Zizai was seen as if a tiger had entered the flock of sheep, and with his white-gloved hands, he started a bloody killing!

There were shrill screams.

Zhang Taichu looked indifferent, turned towards the room where Sun Xiaoguo was, took steps, and walked over slowly.

Behind him, Zhang Zhiwei and others stayed quietly at the entrance of the stairs to prevent the strangers who could not be handled by Xiao Zizi from slipping through the net and escaping. Zhang Lingyu and other juniors swallowed their saliva, still shocked by how easily Zhang Taichu used golden light in just one thought. Curse, the scene where dozens of strangers were killed at the same time!

At this moment, Zhang Wanqing, who was still in the room, looked at Zhang Taichu, who was walking slowly, and at this mysterious being who could easily take away the lives of dozens of people.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether he was a god or a demon, but I was absolutely sure that he had already escaped the existence of an ordinary person like her!

Sun Xiaoguo's strength can easily crush a wine bottle and dent an iron table, but compared with the person in front of him, it is just a joke, not even worthy of a joke!

Zhang Taichu walked all the way to the hut, only glanced at the dull Zhang Wanqing indifferently, and then changed his gaze.

With a hook of his fingers, Sun Xiaoguo was imprisoned from the ground. Four golden chains tore his hands and feet apart and imprisoned him on the wall, like a fat pig being slaughtered during the New Year in the countryside.

At this moment, Sun Xiaoguo didn't have any of the dignity he had when he bullied Zhang Wanqing before. His eyes were trembling, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he was trembling so hard that he couldn't utter a complete sentence of begging for mercy.

Blood gushed out from the large hole on his forehead, sliding down the fat on his face and seeping into his collar. Looking down, he saw a large area of ​​wetness on his crotch.

"Mrs. Tai Chu Zhenren! Please, please spare this boy's life!"