Chapter 33 Pro!

"Wow..." Four dark shadows rushed over one after another. It was Miluo and his party who were still alive.

The soldier looked at the four people in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and walked to Zhang Yu. The three people carefully guarded the four people on the opposite side, and the four people on the other side also guarded Zhang Yu and others, but they did not do it.

Although there are four people on Miluo's side of the man in black, Zhang Yu and the other three are not afraid. The overall strength of the four people is obviously much weaker than that of Zhang Yu's side, but Zhang Yu and the other three people's thoughts at this moment are on Adut in the smoke and dust. I didn't plan to do it at all.

"Guess, do it!" Zhang Yu said in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Hearing Zhang Yu's words, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Yu doubtfully.

"Blow away the smoke and dust!" Zhang Yu said again.

The desperate eyes lit up, and then waved his right hand at the smoke and dust in front of him, and suddenly a breeze suddenly brushed. The smoke in front of him kept dissipating, and gradually a few vague figures appeared in front of everyone.

"Wait! It's not too late to see clearly in the past!" Zhang Yu stretched out his hand to hold the guess that was ready to move forward and whispered.

At this moment, the body and mind have long been placed on Adude, and he has already lost his usual calmness. If it is in peacetime, it is impossible to rush over before seeing the situation clearly.

He guessed and was still a little anxious to look at the continuous clear figure in the smoke and dust.

Finally, the smoke and dust dissipated to a certain extent, and everyone could see the situation ahead with their naked eyes.

At this moment, the Buddha beads in Adudd's hand were no longer shining, and Mala Jian's hands were pressing on Adud's arm.

"Tick!" A crisp voice broke the tranquility around. Everyone couldn't help looking at Adude and Malajian.

"Tick..." Mala Jian's mouth was constantly oozing dark golden **, which was Mala Jian's blood.

"Pro, you are hiding in the relither. It seems that I underestimated you!" Malajian looked at Adude with some resentment and said.

Pro! When Zhang Yu and the other two heard Mala Jian's words, they couldn't help looking at each other. The silent Master Pro hid in the relith a thousand years ago. Isn't it a joke?

"Mala Jian, what's wrong with you? Can't the thousands of years of resentment really be resolved? The gods have already..." Suddenly, an old voice sounded, saying that the old voice here suddenly stopped abruptly, sighed and continued, "Do you have to fight to die?"

"Humph!" Mala Jian snorted coldly, with a trace of disdain in his voice, "It's just a soul. If it's a real body, maybe I'll be afraid of one or two. Do you want to defeat me with this soul?"

"Yes, this soul is indeed not your opponent, but that is you in your heyday, just the seal of this thousand years. How much strength do you have left?" The old voice continued, "What's more, your divine status was sealed before the year before last. Without a divine status, you can't be regarded as a god at all. Your divine power can't be mobilized. Why should I be afraid of you!"

"Even if there is only 20% strength, am I still afraid of you!" Mala Jian smiled disdainfully, "Pro, I haven't seen you for a thousand years. You should come out and meet your old friends!"

20% strength! Zhang Yu and the other three were horrified. Their strength was so strong. How horrible it was at the time of their heyday. Isn't it possible to kill himself and his party in a flick of a flick of their fingers! The power of God is really horrible, and Zhang Yu thought to himself.

"Ha ha... I haven't seen you for a thousand years, and your violent temper has not changed at all!" The old voice came, and a pale golden figure slowly floated out of the reli in Adude's hand and slowly condensed. In the blink of an eye, an old monk appeared in front of everyone.

The representative of the four-way peace talks standing behind Adudd has also seen a lot of the world, but today's things give them a dreamy feeling. Everything is so incredible. First, it is Death Malajian, and then the Pro Master thousands of years ago. The most difficult thing to accept is that this is the Pro Temple. It's just like seeing the owner of the tombstone at the edge of the cemetery, which is unacceptable.

"Aduid, you leave first!" The old man looked at the people behind him and said lightly.

"Yes, ancestor!" Adud respectfully responded to the pale golden figure, and immediately walked towards the helicopter not far away with the people behind him.

Mara Jian looked at the people who left, and a trace of unnatural expression flashed in his eyes, but he did not pursue. Adulyde and others did not speak until they boarded the helicopter.

"Let me see how much strength you have left in the past thousand years!" Pro looked at Malajian and said indifferently.

"I also have this intention. I would like to see how much strength you still have in the soul body in the past! Don't forget that I am the god of death, the master of all the souls in the world. Even if you have Buddha's protection, I will let you taste my strength today!" Before he finished speaking, Mara Jian put his hands slightly together and punched him.

Pro held the reli in his hand slightly, and his right hand quickly condensed into a golden light. He gently blocked and took the attack of Malajian.

"Do it!" Looking at the two Pros who had already started to fight, Zhang Yu shouted in a low voice, and the three of them rushed to Miluo.

Among the four people in Miluo, Miluo's strength is the strongest. Even Miluo's strength is weaker than that of Zhang Yu, and the other three puppets are much weaker. If several puppets deal with one person, Zhang Yu and others are a little invincible, but the number of the two sides is not much different. Zhang Yu and the three have the upper hand from the beginning.

If it hadn't been for the puppet's excellent speed and physical quality, I'm afraid he would have been in a different place. Even so, Miluo's side is still supporting several difficulties at this moment, and there are not a lot of scars on them. The worst thing is that an arm has even been broken, but the deadly head does not have much damage, and its strength has not been reduced. However, the failure is a matter of time.

Sure enough, taking advantage of the emptiness of Miluo's dodging, the fist mixed with the wind blade fiercely bombarded the head of a puppet! " "P..." The head was shaken by the smashed puppet body and fell to the ground.

After the death of a puppet, Zhang Yu and the soldiers also began to exert their strength. With the help of Miluo, Zhang Yu's attack became more and more effective.

"Bum" and "Bum" two men in black fell to the ground one after another. At this point, the four people in Miluo are still one person left at this moment.

"Not bad, not bad! I didn't expect that you, the soul body, are still so strong!" Malajian looked at Pro, who easily blocked his blow, and sneered.

"Your strength is also good!" Pro smiled indifferently.

"However, the soul will be weaker if you use a little. At this moment, your strength is not as strong as at the beginning! I want to see how long you can last!" Mala Jian laughed and grabbed Pro with a huge black claw in the air in an instant.

"Don't worry, even if the soul uses a little, it will be weaker, and it will be enough to kill you!" The golden light in Pro's hand scattered the black claws in the air.

It can't go on like this! Pro feels that the weaker and weaker souls can't help but intersect, and the consumption of the soul is getting more and more serious. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that he will be consumed here by Mara. Although Malajian's god can't use divine power when it is sealed, it does not affect his use of the underworld to restore his strength. The defeat of Pro is just a matter of time!

"Haha..." Mara smiled proudly, "It seems that your soul is getting weaker and weaker. I'm afraid it won't last long. Eat my 'soul-eating' move!" As soon as the words fell, a black vortex suddenly appeared on Mala Jian's chest, and a strong suction came, constantly pulling Pro's body.

Worse! Pro, who felt the rapid passage of soul power, was shocked. His right hand was hard, and a reli in his hand suddenly turned into dust. His hand quickly made fingerprints, and then he took a sudden inhalation. The dust of the reli in the air was suddenly sucked into Pro's body. In an instant, Pro's body was golden, and he resisted the 'soul-eating' from Malajian.

"Lin, soldier, fighting, all, array, column, in, front!" Pro suddenly shouted in his mouth, and nine golden lights shot straight at the black vortex.

"Worse! This guy is crazy!" Looking at the nine golden lights, Mara was in a hurry, but he had no time to dodge, so he had to hold up black shields in front of him.

The huge power of "bang" repelled Mala Jiansheng for two steps, and "bang" was another two steps. "bang... bang..." golden light hit Malajian's body.

"Puff..." The violent impact made Mara's qi and blood surge, which could no longer be suppressed, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. With the spewing of blood, Malajian's body also looked much weaker.

"Bum..." The last golden light hit Mala Jian's body, and a low muffled sound came out. A huge wound appeared on Mala Jian's chest.

"Worse! This guy is crazy!" Looking at the nine golden lights, Mara was in a hurry, but he had no time to dodge, so he had to hold up black shields in front of him.

The huge power of "bang" repelled Mala Jiansheng for two steps, and "bang" was another two steps. "bang... bang..." golden light hit Malajian's body.

"Puff..." The violent impact made Mara's qi and blood surge, which could no longer be suppressed, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. With the spewing of blood, Malajian's body also looked much weaker.

"Bum..." The last golden light hit Mala Jian's body, and a low muffled sound came out. A huge wound appeared on Mala Jian's chest. A drop of dark golden blood kept oozing out.

"Cough..." A violent cough came from Mala Jian's mouth, and blood kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth. "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to even dare to use this desperate move that burns the soul, but I underestimated you!"

Prona's pale golden body, not far away, is much gloomy at this moment, far less thick than before. Even Pro's eyes also has a trace of pain, which is the pain from the soul.

"Since I planned to survive in the way of soul thousands of years ago, it was to seal you again. Since I plan to fight with your soul, the ancestor who plays with the soul, I have made the worst plan. Even if the soul is scattered and can't be born forever, I won't be afraid at all!" Pro smiled indifferently and said carelessly.