"Am I dreaming?"

The two gray-clothed old men who were originally guarding the door of the Lingbao Pavilion looked at the scene in front of them and said sluggishly.

Looking at the black-robed young man, the two old men had a feeling of worship.

Resist the Eight Divine Realms with one person!

The two of them were afraid for a while, but fortunately, when this little kid was about to enter the Lingbao Pavilion, he didn't go to death to stop him.

If it is the same as before, the dog's eyes look down on people.

I'm afraid that the two of them are dead now.

Lu Zhuo's divine sword was temporarily trapped by the two divine realms, while the other six divine realms attacked Lu Zhuo from everywhere, and there was no way out for Lu Zhuo at all!

Everyone was shocked.

"Even if he can defeat one god realm, but now what about the eight? God realm is not a vegetarian, if he shows a flaw, I'm afraid he will be crushed in an instant. ”

The old man in gray muttered.

It's not that these people look down on Lu Zhuo, but the eight great god realms shot together, and they really couldn't think of anyone who could stop it.

After all, within a thousand years, there was no one who could make the eight Divine Realms kill together.

"The joint attack of the Eight Divine Realms, can this man praised by Sister Zixiao be blocked?" Qi Ziling was standing not far behind Lu Zhuo with a trembling body at the moment

Some time ago, in order to know the power of the divine realm, she had asked Qi Zixiao to shoot at herself, and that sense of powerlessness made her remember it deeply.

Now the black-robed young man in front of him is facing the Eight Divine Realms!

The wolf Zulemus was holding a huge black rod with an awe-inspiring face.

Western Europe taught Thorin a hand with a Bible, and the divine light was pervasive.

Thorin of the Thirteen Branches, with his knives in both hands, swooped down behind him.

Abraham, Abraham's former friend, wielded a metal spear like a dragon.

As well as a black mist nameless powerhouse, he took out a boxy box, took out a few array flags from it, and threw them at the four corners.

A field of peculiar oppression suddenly formed.

Looking at a strange silk thread emanating from the four array flags, it surrounded all the surrounding areas.

"Is this a formation?" Zhang Quanzhen's face changed wildly, he tried to mobilize the true yuan by himself, but found that it was already more than forty percent empty, and he became even more shocked:

"Can actually suppress the cultivation of a martial artist, who is this black mist powerhouse?!"

Swish!

Wolf Zulemus struck.

He swung a huge black stick towards Lu Zhuo with one hand.

I saw a black cloud, released from Lemus's hand, overwhelming, mighty, at this moment, as if this dark giant stick was some ancient murderous thing, just the evil qi can directly erode people into scum.

Rumble!

Before the swarthy giant rod fell, the land around Lu Zhuo collapsed again, leaving only a faint area under Lu Zhuo's feet.

"Quasi-spiritual weapon? ”

Lu Zhuo looked at Lemus, who was wielding a black giant stick, and thought to himself.

Obviously, these people in front of them have secretly discussed, the black mist powerhouse wants to use the forbidden array to block his true yuan, and the others directly use brute force to kill their own bodies.

The Lemous in front of him is the first move.

But what they don't know is that they don't have a true element at all.

"Think I'm going to lose my combat effectiveness without Excalibur? Ridiculous, take my punch!"

Lu Zhuo struck a fierce blow in the face of this quasi-aura dark giant stick, only to punch it out from afar.

Bang!

A fist mark like the momentum of a dragon and tiger suddenly appeared, with a blue light, and blasted towards Lemus.

The strong man above his head who was shrouded in black fog saw this scene, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

This circle of his is called the Forbidden Heaven Circle.

can suppress the cultivation of the designated person, but now Lu Zhuo, who has been suppressed, can still release this kind of fist mark.

Lu Zhuo's acquired Dao body is small, this punch is just the power of the flesh, enough to open the mountain and crack the stone, not to mention that the black mist above his head is forbidden by the martial artist Zhenyuan, and Lu Zhuo can't do anything at all.

Boom!

The cyan fist mark and the swarthy rod collided together.

Remus looked shocked, and a wave passed from the dark rod, extending to his palm, and pouring into his body.

Click!

In the shock of everyone, Lemus's clothes exploded, and even blood marks appeared on the surface of his body, but he was forced down by Lemus.

"Why is your physical body so strong, and what is the acquired Dao body?"

Wolf Zulemus looked at Lu Zhuo in shock.

He is a wolf and is known for his physical body.

The black-robed young man in front of him couldn't bear the blow with all his strength just by a fist mark on his body.

"Don't compare your body with him! After he devoured those Wuzun corpses on the ground just now, his qi was even stronger! We are not opponents in physical bodies!"

The black mist powerhouse in the air shouted suddenly, and then swung out a black mist and swept towards Lu Zhuo.

In this black mist, there are decades of cultivation of the black mist powerhouse, which is extremely condensed, and even the seven gods who walked with him also looked solemn when they saw this scene.

"Physically strong?" the corners of Abraham's mouth rose:

"If you kill my best friend Ares, I will crush your bones to ashes today!

"You try. ”

Lu Zhuo sneered, and then waved out a sleeve wind, containing supreme aura, to disperse the black mist.

"Okay! I'll try it then!"

Abraham, Abraham's former friend, was holding an alloy spear, laughing, and stabbing out a shot out of thin air.

"Come down to help fellow Daoists!"

Thomas of Western Europe suddenly shouted, holding the Bible in one hand, and the golden scrolls flew in a loud voice, each scroll turned into a sharp blade, a thousand sharp blades, and slashed towards Lu Zhuo.

"Hahaha, rejoice! I'll do it too!"

Thorin of the Thirteen Branches had knives in both hands, and suddenly his sleeve robe flew around, and hundreds of knives appeared behind him.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Wuchen was covered in golden light, and pressed a big handprint.

"Die!"

The wolf ancestor roared wildly, and a wolf soul surged out.

"Forbidden!"

The black mist powerhouse pinched his hands, and the space around Lu Zhuo was tight, illusory, and it seemed a little difficult to move.

Except for the shadowless divine sword with two powerful divine realms locking Lu Zhuo, the other six divine realms blasted towards Lu Zhuo, who seemed to be unarmed.

These six god realms, each of them has a combat power above Ares, as if a true god has descended, the sky is bright, full of different lights, and the entire Chita town is trembling!

If Lu Zhuo had faced the attack of these six gods before, he might have been dignified, but now he just looked at the eyes of the earth chicken and tile dog.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the look in Lu Zhuo's eyes skyrocketed, and he suddenly punched into the void.

"Open, open, open, open! open!"

Lu Zhuo drank six times in a row.

These six fists, he even used his own spiritual power, combined with the physical power of the Heavenly Dao Body, all of them were used, and the void seemed to be unable to withstand Lu Zhuo's fist, and the slightly vibrating and violent roar exploded, colliding with the attacks of the six god realms.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Qi Ziling was stunned.

In front of her, there was a colorful explosion sound, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be boiling, and countless surging energy went in all directions, like a nuclear bomb explosion, and a huge wave of overall horror spread towards the periphery of Chita.

The loud sound shook many martial artists and vomited blood, and their faces were terrified.

"Who won?"

The thought came to everyone's minds.

There was a white light in front of them, and everyone couldn't see anything at all.

When the smoke cleared, everyone could only see the eight gods with their faces full of surprise, and there was no one in the position where the black-robed young man was standing just now!

"Is Immortal Master Lu dead, has he been shattered?" Abraham said with a slight excitement.

"Probably," Coach Thomas replied vaguely.

Only the black mist powerhouse above everyone's heads looked puzzled, and suddenly pointed at Monk Wuchen's expression changed greatly:

"No! He's not dead! Watch out for the yellow-haired boy! He's on top of you!"

Abraham subconsciously shuddered, subconsciously looked up, only to find that a palm like white jade suddenly enlarged, and slapped his head in a daze.

In the faint eye, Abraham heard a young man's voice ringing in his ears.

"You're the first!"

(End of chapter)