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Although Wu Liang is a monk, he is a famous flower monk, killing, drinking, eating meat, lingering in the prosperous places of smoke and willows, and he has committed all the precepts that a monk should have. But in the same way, as one of the seven kings of Qixingzhai, the monk Fazun is also a monk who does not follow the precepts, and his famous words are: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart." "Wu Liang, as his apprentice, is deeply inherited.

Suddenly, the golden light in Wu Liang's hand flashed, and a bowl appeared in the sky, flashing with dazzling golden light, mysterious runes fluttered and flickered in the sky above the bowl, and the ancient aura spread.

"Spirit weapon, you actually have a spirit weapon!" After Luo Ya saw the bowl in Wu Liang's hand, even he couldn't help but blush, it was a spirit weapon, and the spear in his hand was just a heavenly weapon.

"That's, Buddha is not something you can mess with! Die!

Wu Liang scolded, his hand gently pushed forward, and muttered a spell in his mouth, and the bowl slowly rose, and gradually became bigger, bigger, so big that Luo Ya was already very small under it.

"Damn!"

Luo Ya also felt the power of the bowl, and he didn't slack off and underestimate it, and with a single pick of the spear in his hand, purple qi churned out and covered it, "Ziyang Wushuang!"

The powerful energy condensed into a dazzling purple sun, and the purple sun swept away, rushing towards the bowl, and suddenly bursting open, blasting the suppressed power and runes into pieces.

"Damn, Chunyuan Bowl, suppression!"

Wu Liang was furious, and the vitality in his body was also running, and he controlled the pure yuan bowl with all his might, "Brother, what are you doing in a daze! Kill! If he doesn't die, we all have to die!"

Wan Gu reacted quickly, performed a step on the snow, opened the bow left and right, and in his hand, the Yanhuang Sword had already been trying his best to recover, and the human sword was one!

A stream of fireflies rushed towards Luo Ya, who was resisting the suppression of the Chunyuan Bowl, wanting to give a blow to kill. Luo Ya subconsciously felt that it was dangerous, blessed the spear in his hand with one hand, and sealed it with one hand with the other, and purple qi emerged from his hand, condensing a square seal.

"Purple Sun Seal!"

Luo Ya slapped it with one hand, and the purple sun seal quickly flew towards the eons, like a falling meteor, which caught people off guard.

"Not good!" Wan Gu's eyes were wide, his body was deflected to one side, a sword quickly recovered, and suddenly stabbed out, but the trajectory of the attack changed, and he dodged.

"Chunyuan bowl suppression, cross the doom bell out!"

Seeing the situation, Wu Liang freed up a hand, and a black copper bell appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Shock!"

Wu Liang held the copper bell and shouted.

"Oooo

An almost materialized black sound wave spread out into the air!

"Hum..."

The extremely piercing copper bell exploded in Roya's head.

"Ahh

Caught off guard, Luo Ya was hit again, only to feel a violent stinging pain in both ears, two columns of blood flowed out of both ears, and cracks occurred between his fingers.

"War Spirit Gun, Hold Up!"

At this time, Luo Ya had very little control over the spear in his hand, and he tried his best to force the battle spirit spear to be erected, supporting the pure yuan bowl that was pressed downward, so as not to be trapped and fall into a desperate situation.

"Wang Ba calf, Lao Tzu killed you!"

With a flash of figure, Luo Ya quickly disappeared from the spot, evading the suppression of the Chunyuan Bowl, and he gradually recovered from the sharp pain in both ears, even if he was angry all his life. He can be said to be the most proud disciple of the Great Elder in the Ziyang Holy Land, he has already touched the threshold of the five decays of heaven and man in the Yin and Yang True Realm at a young age, and he will be able to become a strong man in the True Realm of Life and Death in the near future, so as to be selected as an inner disciple, the future can be described as bright, but at this moment, he was suppressed by a rookie in the Nine Heavens True Realm and a lewd fat monk, shame, this is the shame of Hongguoguo!

"Give me death!"

The extremely cold voice of the eternal times sounded beside Luo Ya, he had already stared at Luo Ya, and found that Luo Ya slipped out of it, and he naturally followed closely, Luo Ya subconsciously turned his head, and the thing that caught his eye was a fist covered with purple gas, and a blazing sun was active from it.

"Click!"

A punch slammed into Roya's abdomen, and Roya was blasted out directly, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering.

"You are really a spy of my Ziyang Holy Land, and you can actually know Ziyang Fist!"

Although Luo Ya was injured carelessly, he was not confused, this punch was obviously the Ziyang Fist in "Ziyang Tianjing"!

"I said that it wasn't your Ziyang Holy Land, what a lot of nonsense!"

Wan Gu didn't continue to pay attention to it, at this moment he was full of disgust for the Purple Sun Holy Land in his heart. "Take advantage of his illness and kill him!" The Yan Huang Sword in his hand attacked again, and he attacked and killed him.

Although he was wounded, after all, Luo Ya has experienced life and death all year round, and his experience can be said to be very sophisticated, he leaned to the right, endured the pain, turned around the little vitality, and summoned back the battle spirit spear that resisted the pure yuan bowl.

"Boom!"

The Battle Spirit Spear flew out, and the Chunyuan Bowl had no obstacles, and directly slammed into the ground, stirring up dust and shaking violently.

The War Spirit Spear flew into the sky with a black murderous aura, and Luo Ya jumped and held it in one hand.

The robe fluttered in the wind, the black hair flowed, and the wisps of blood at the corner of his mouth made him even more terrifying.

"Boom!"

The battle spirit spear in Luo Ya's hand suddenly shook, and it looked closely that the blood in Luo Ya's hand was blending into it.

"Blood sacrifice!boy, stop it, this guy is using secret arts!" The voice of the Qiankun Wanhua Fu sounded in his ears, and Wan Gu realized the seriousness of the matter, and did not hesitate, the Yanhuang Sword burst out of its strongest state and hit Luo Ya.

"Look for death!"

Luo Ya saw Wan Gu killing him, his eyes showed a murderous look, and the war spirit gun in his hand was not mixed with the slightest fancy, just like a great calligrapher, he splashed ink without the slightest hesitation, and slashed directly towards Wan Gu.

"It's not good! Dead monk, you still don't make a move!" Wan Gu realized the danger, and there was a faint smell of death, and shouted to Wu Liang, who was watching the show on the side.

"Here, brother calm down, this thing is dead!"

Wu Liang touched his bright head, smiled, and a dark nail silently appeared in his hand.

"Soul Eater Nail, Kill!"

"Whoosh!", the Soul Eater Nail turned into a bolt of lightning as if it were channeling itself, and it crossed Luo Ya's body in less than a breath, without a drop of blood.

And at this moment, on Luo Ya's body, a wound the size of a small thumb flowed out of blood. Because of the blow to the abdomen by Wangu, a piece of flesh and blood was blurred, and the white bones of Sensen were faintly visible, his face was extremely gloomy, his eyes were a little incredulous, and he said unwillingly: "How is it possible, you actually have such a treasure!!!

Then his face became more and more pale, so that he became a little pale, his eyes became hollow, and the vitality of his body gradually disappeared.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yan Huangjian struck, and after crossing an arc in the air, he cut off Luo Ya's unstoppable head with a bang.

This battle can be described as the most tragic battle since the debut of the ages, the body is already scarred, mottled with blood, and the vitality is about to be exhausted, this time to recover, I am afraid it will take at least two months.

Wan Gu looked at the unscrupulous monk, the curiosity about him in his heart became more and more intense, the magic weapons emerged in endlessly, each of them was not ordinary, the cultivation was unpredictable, and the words he said were true and false, what kind of secret did he have?

What Wan Gu didn't know was that when he looked at Wu Liang, Wu Liang was also full of curiosity about Wan Gu, the cultivation of the Nine Heavens True Realm could defend against the attacks of the five decay powerhouses of Heaven and Man, although he played an important role in it, but Wan Gu's strength was undoubted, this kid was more interesting!