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The white lady seemed to want to say something, but Yingyue didn't talk to her at all, so she rushed over according to the white lady, and with a wave of her hand, it was a whip that tore through the void like countless small snakes flickering and pulled out, like a thunderbolt, and anyone could see that the attack was huge.

The white lady's palms showed one, and with a push of the palm, a white jade palm shadow came out like a stone tablet.

Boom! The whip shadow collapsed and dissolved lightly, proving that the cultivation of the two was not at the same level at all.

Yingyue's momentum still didn't stop, and when it approached, her arms hugged one by one, and the dense braids dragged behind her were thrown out together, quickly becoming longer, and wrapped around the white lady like a big bowl.

"Amitabha!" The white lady whispered the Buddha name, her palms closed in front of her body again, and a soft white light suddenly erupted from her body, as if there was a rising sun rising out of her body, and the braid that came to her hug was not entangled in the white lady, but it was bulging like a balloon by the soft white light, and it was difficult to touch the body of the white lady.

Ying Yue kept waving her arms and retreated, clearly showing that she wanted to tighten the pressure.

This scene shocked many people, and the two of them can clearly control the virtual light as a real thing.

The demon monk Nanbo looked at the stalemate between the two with an expressionless face.

"How can the White Lady just resist and not fight back! Is this still the ruthless White Lady?" Yin Erlang on the Netherworld Dragon Boat said in a slightly hurry.

As soon as his words fell, Yingyue, who had never been relentless, seemed to really provoke the reaction of the White Lady, and the soft white light wrapped in the shadow of the void braid suddenly jumped out of the sea of clouds like the rising sun, blooming with a thousand rays of light.

Boom! Yingyue desperately tugged at the taut entangled braided shadow instantly collapsed and exploded into nothingness.

Poof! Yingyue looked up to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was shocked and flew out.

The two are obviously not opponents of the same grade, and if the white lady does not fight back, Yingyue will not be able to resist at all.

Zuo'er flashed out and hugged Yingyue back.

Before the people here came back, the demon monk Nanbo suddenly punched out, like a thunderbolt across the starry sky, and a shadow that tore through the void was like a thunderbolt on the blooming light on the white lady's body. The power of the attack collided with the white light, and a huge fist shadow appeared under the backdrop, and the attacked side of the white light was quickly suppressed, and the white light was directly destroyed by a punch.

After the white lady was shocked, she floated for a distance to stabilize her figure, and her expression when she looked at the demon monk Nanbo gradually became solemn.

"I didn't expect that there was another master of the Divine Soul Realm in this world!" The demon monk Nanbo snorted coldly, flashed out, as soon as the apprentice suffered a loss, the master immediately made a move, and the depth of this shot was weighed, and Fang found that it was nothing more than that, staring at the white lady with a trace of greed and covetousness in his eyes, "I am very interested in your method of shattering the void and crossing the starry sky!"

He thought that the strength of the White Lady was strong enough to shatter the void and cross the starry sky, so that he didn't dare to act rashly, but when he fought it, he found that it was not like that, he was completely scared of himself, and the other party should have mastered a profound technique. This technique really attracted him, and he intended to possess it.

Divine Soul Realm masters, Wu Chang, Huo Zhenjun, and Yin Erlang on the dragon boat had shocked expressions on their faces, as if they couldn't believe that the White Lady's cultivation had actually reached the Divine Soul Realm?

The white lord on the ship's floor flickered in his eyes, and he seemed to be a little surprised.

However, a group of people have paid attention to the white lady's eyebrows, and the law is no longer visible under the spell, and they thought that the white lady had done something to cover up, and at this time, the demon monk Nanbo reminded Fang that the White Lady's cultivation was already back to basics!

"Divine Soul Realm..."The green lord muttered, and the eyes of the Buddha Lord looking at the white lady were a little inexplicable.

Everyone knows what it means to cultivate to break through the Divine Soul Realm, strength is secondary, and the most important thing is that it means immortality.

The figure of the demon monk Nanbo flashed, bringing out a long-lasting phantom, straight towards the white lady, a fist blasted out one after another, roaring, and the traces of tearing the void flashed like a phantom, focusing on the white lady, listening to the movement that stirred the starry sky, and those who had not been taught did not know how powerful it was.

The white lady's expression was extremely solemn, her palms turned over continuously, and a huge white jade palm shadow like a stone tablet was launched, and it blasted away.

The tearing phantom with a bit of disillusionment shattered and decayed, blasting away the shadow of a venerable white jade palm, and the mana that roared and scattered was surging, like a mountain and a sea, and the people who connived at it were also like encountering a storm, and the people with poor cultivation desperately cast spells to resist.

I don't know how many people were shocked, and as soon as the two of them fought, the momentum was like trying to stir up the starry sky.

The soldiers and horses of both sides cast spells together, and the mighty mana side dissipated the surging violent mana fluctuations into invisibility.

There is no difference between the top and the bottom, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, which shows that the real cultivation of the two sides is not much different.

The demon monk Nanbo's eyes lit up excitedly, his face was surging with fighting intent, and when he punched out, he buzzed and said: "Since the three immortals were ambushed, over the years, there is no opponent for me to fight, only that the talents in this world are withering, and I am lonely, I don't want me to fish out one as soon as I get out of the mountain, okay! Take out all your skills, see how long you can stop me!"

When the words fell, it seemed that it was difficult for him to enjoy the fight in the air, and the figure rushed wildly, his arms staggered to protect his head, and he slammed into the white jade palm shadow like a huge inscription with his body, and the palm shadow was crushed all the way, and the roar shook in the starry sky.

The moment the two collided closely, they both slapped out with one palm.

The demon monk's black robe hunted and fluttered, and the phantom of the palm that burst out was like gold and copper, the golden light was shining, and there were subtle cracks like tearing the void on the edge of the palm shadow, as if a layer of black light was shrouded around the palm shadow, and the gorgeous intertwined golden light and black light were weird.

The white lady's skirt fluttered barefoot, and her long hair was also hunting and fluttering behind her, and the palm shadow she shot burst into a rich white light.

The moment the palms collided, the brilliant golden light was like a glow, the golden light skyrocketed, and the white light and white purity also skyrocketed.

The golden light is gorgeous and dazzling, and the white light is dignified and upright, with a heroic atmosphere.

With a roar, the void around the striking pair of huge palm shadows shattered and returned.

The golden light and the white light were inexhaustible, but the layer of black light that shrouded around the golden light palm shadow crossed into the white light, and seemed to stick between the palms.

The white lady's beautiful eyes widened a little, and found that a powerful adsorption force was generated in the palm shadow of the demon monk Nanbo, no matter how much she withdrew her palm, she couldn't withdraw it, and she urged the mana to push it away, but found that the black light composed of the tiny cracks that tore through the void was like countless cracks, and no matter how powerful the mana directly applied was, it also seeped into it from the cracks, and it didn't seem to have any effect on the demon monk.

The palms of both sides continue to shrink, and to outsiders, it seems that they have been pushed and squeezed by the two sides who are fighting.

Only the White Lady herself knows best in her heart that she has been restrained by the demon monk and cannot get out, and the closer the two sides get to her, the more dangerous it becomes. The other palm standing in front of his chest flipped his hand and pinched his fingers, and a white light finger shadow roared away and shot towards the other party.

The demon monk Nanbo sneered, pulled the black robe on his shoulder with one hand, stirring it in his hand like a black curtain, and canceled out the white light finger shadow invisibly. Taking advantage of the situation, she shook her robe, and the robe swung away like a wave, and the white lady quickly returned her hand to resist. The demon monk took advantage of the situation to shake his hand and slash, and the black robe slashed towards the white lady like a black blade.

The white lady rummaged with her fingers, avoiding the black blade, and grabbed the black robe from the side.

Suddenly shocked, the demon monk Nanbo pulled the robe and shook it, and the head in the hand of the white lady suddenly soared, becoming longer like a dragon, and instantly went up around the white lady's arm, quickly sweeping the white lady around.

The white lady was startled, and a dazzling white light suddenly burst out on her body.

The demon monk suddenly withdrew the palm that resisted, and punched out like thunder.

The white lady wanted to dodge, but was pulled by the demon monk with a robe, there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid, she was punched, and the dazzling white light that burst out of her body was also scattered by this heavy punch.

"Poof!" the white lady who was hit hard spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The black robe that wrapped her around didn't seem to be able to withstand the huge force of both sides, and the white lady who got out of the black robe spun and threw out.

The demon monk's robe shook, the black robe floated back lightly, and draped it diagonally over his shoulders, looking at the white lady with disdain, "I haven't used my big tricks yet, I can't bear it?

Another mouthful of blood gushed out of the white lady's mouth, staining her clothes red, and the blow just now was too real, and she was already seriously injured.

"Bai Ye, don't you have a way? The white lady is in danger, stop the demon monk!"

Wu Chang on the dragon boat suddenly looked back at the white lord on the ship's floor, and shouted anxiously, which obviously meant that he was asking what to do.

The white lord didn't seem to have the intention of interfering, and shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, if I'm not mistaken, there are real masters behind me who haven't appeared!"

"A real master?" Wu Chang, Huo Zhenjun, and Yin Erlang were stunned.

The Ten Elements Palace and the others looked at each other, the demon monk appeared, and a white lady in the Divine Soul Realm appeared, which was already surprising enough, what real masters are there behind?

Gao Guan tilted his head and asked, "Who?"

Wu Chang suddenly patted his forehead and asked, "Is it the so-called master of the White Lady?"

The white lord bowed slightly, "Let's wait and see!"

Huo Zhenjun and the others suddenly realized, yes, how can a person who can train the White Lady to become a master of the Divine Soul Realm be simple, even the White Lady is so powerful, and his teacher is naturally needless to say, how can he forget this stubble.

The crowd immediately focused on the scene of the battle.

I saw the white lady covering her chest with one hand, and touching the star bell in her hand with the other, and I didn't know where to contact it.

Poison Star, in the treasure house of Nanwumen, the silence is like a sculpture sitting cross-legged on the lotus throne Bajie gently turned his hand, and a star bell floated out and floated in front of him.

The message of the White Lady came: Master, your mortal tribulation disciple can't resolve it, I'm afraid you still need to take action to resolve this calamity.

Bajie replied: The demons in my heart are hard to get rid of, I don't want to see them again, I want to cut off this dust, if I see them again, I am afraid that the demons in my heart will be even worse.

White Lady: This robbery is a big murderer, the perpetrator is the demon monk Nanbo, and the disciple is seriously injured and invincible!

Demon Monk Nanbo?The eyes of the quiet virgin Bajie suddenly opened, and he muttered: "Master, Mu Na..."

ps: That's it today, travel away, tomorrow's update may be late, forgive me!

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