Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

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When everyone thought that Zhao Ke was about to give up struggling.

Seeing Zhao Ke slowly open his hands, bare his chest, letting the golden Sanskrit characters bind him like a shackle.

The chains made of golden Sanskrit wanted to bind Zhao Ke's limbs.

Sin Bo Luo also opened his eyes at this time, his eyes were neither happy nor angry, staring at Zhao Ke's face indifferently, as if he wanted to remember this face firmly.

At least in his limited time, Zhao Ke was the first person who caught him off guard.

However, even though he was restrained by Sanskrit, Zhao Ke's gaze turned to Sinballa instead. Those eyes were black and white, clear and flawless, but in Sinballa's eyes, there was actually a provocative taste.

His chin rose, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter: "Do you think the game is over?"

Zuipala frowned, and was about to speak.

A sudden dangerous breath made his heart tremble, and he saw a vertical pupil on Zhao Ke's chest opened, and in the vertical pupil, six blood-colored fireballs erupted with a frightening breath.

Sin Bo Luo, who looked like a god and a demon, turned cold for a moment, and suddenly understood the reason why the sky thunder bombarded Dadu that day, and suddenly his voice was as cold as squeezed out of his teeth: "So it's you!"

Chapter 1203 The Gift of Dilemma

Last time the sky thunder bombarded Dadu.

It almost ruined the Buddhist revival plan.

Afterwards, the Buddhist sect spent a lot of resources to stabilize the situation in the court, but the real culprit was not found.

Zhao Ke now possesses the power of thunder, so he is naturally the biggest suspect.

Don't say it's Sin Boluo, even Zhang Zhijing and others in the distance are the same, and have doubts about Zhao Ke.

But at this time, the shock was more than the suspicion.

Controlling Tianlei is no longer humanly possible, no wonder this kid is confident!

Zhang Zhijing couldn't help secretly admiring Zhao Ke's methods.

At the same time, he looked forward even more, wanting to see how far Ke Zhao could push Zui Boluo.

"Hey!"

Zhao Ke didn't respond to Zui Boluo, Wanxiang opened his eyes, and six blood-red fireballs were all released instantly under Zhao Ke's urging.

"Boom..."

The six fires of heaven's punishment converged into a sky thunder, and after locking on to Sinbala, a terrifying roar of thunder erupted in an instant.

The sound of thunder covered the sky, and the Sanskrit script of the Bodhisattva Sutra disappeared under the thunder.

This is the punishment of heaven, the sound of the sky, and the silence of all things under one sound.

Even if it was Sinballa, he had to stop reciting the Bodhisattva Sutra, and when he raised his head, he saw a bright red blood light falling from the sky and shining on Sinballa's body.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a ray of thunder light as thin as a hair, splitting down from it, and slashed straight at Zuipala.

Before the thunder light approached, the terrifying sense of oppression made Supala's expression rarely serious.

Even if Zhao Ke only absorbed a little bit of the power of Heaven's Punishment, that was the limit of what this world could do.

"Amitabha!"

Sin Boluo squared his chest with one hand, but pinched the magic seal with the other palm, and a blood furnace emerged in the palm, the blood was like fire, and evil spirits rose.

Half Buddha and half demon, the power of the two formed a delicate balance, and bumped into the slender thunder light above his head.

As time and darkness intersected, everyone saw that Zuipala's figure was engulfed by the strong light, and around the strong light, the world turned into a black and white world.

Although thunder punishment is not as powerful as one percent of the bombardment most of the time.

But don't forget that when Karma Pakshi accumulated the power of the entire Buddhist sect, he barely resisted most of the punishment from heaven.

The price is also very heavy.

There were many casualties in Dadu, and even the imperial palace was hit by scattered heavenly punishment.

Buddhist eminent monks suffered a lot of trauma.

This is also one of the reasons why Dajue evil thoughts can be easily obtained.

Although Sinballa now has the power of a Buddha and a demon, his strength is comparable to that of a god.

Just to fight against this divine punishment alone, the pressure to bear is by no means less than that of Karma Pakshi at that time.

At this time, the bright light gradually dimmed.

Everyone eagerly opened their eyes to see the final result.

Under the interlacing of light and darkness, the figure of Sinballa was still in the midair, still with a solemn expression.

"did not succeed!!"

Seeing the intact Zuipala, everyone was surprised at first, but then they couldn't help but feel a burst of inexplicable despair.

But at this moment, Zhang Zhijing's gaze was like lightning, and his pupils were fixed on the figure of Sinboluo.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Zui Boluo's face flushed, and a mouthful of black blood mixed with minced meat spit out from his mouth.

Zuipala's face flickered, and he could see streaks of black blood on his pale skin, like wriggling earthworms scurrying around under the skin.

Apparently even he suffered heavy injuries under the punishment of God.

Sin Bo Luo's face was stern, his eyes turned cold for a moment, and his eyes swept in the direction of Zhao Ke.

However, at this time, Zui Boluo was suddenly taken aback.

There was no one in the place where Zhao Ke was originally.

Instead, there was a line of handwriting left by Zhao Ke:

(.??) ノ Can't beat, goodbye!

Qi Liang saw Zhao Ke's message in the distance, and suddenly remembered the experience of being teased by Zhao Ke in the black factory, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "This guy..."

Sinballa obviously couldn't understand Zhao Ke's wit, his face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of haze, and anyone could feel that under this layer of haze was Sinballa's unrestrained fury of thunder.

"Want to go, how can it be so easy!"