Chapter 446: The Lost Soul Second Child

Jue Liang unfolded the magic wand method, only to see a ball of golden light flickering, and no human figure was seen in it. At this time, the little monk Jueliang made the black-robed man of the Soul Family feel that he was not a monk who had attained the Tao at all, but was more like a soul envoy from hell.

Soon, wherever the little monk Jueliang went, the black-robed people avoided it one after another. Even the Void Heaven level powerhouse couldn't resist Jue Liang's Zen staff.

In just half a burnt incense time, the ghosts in the sky were completely overdone. And the Soul Family also has two Void Heaven level powerhouses, who were beaten to death by the little monk Jueliang with a demon-subduing Zen staff.

The disciples of the Soul Clan began to flee, although there was a huge temptation to become a heaven-level martial venerable in front of them, but they also had to have their lives to fight for it.

Seeing that his family began to flee, the big man in the sky who was successfully fighting with Ma couldn't help but be angry.

He jumped to the side in a flash, dodged Ma Chenggong's shot, and then shouted in luck: "You waste! Are you still afraid that a group of untouchables will not succeed? Whoever dares to retreat again, don't blame this ......."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a soft voice, "Poof!"

I saw a shiny spear tip peeking through his chest, and blood was bubbling out of the big man's mouth.

He twisted his head backwards to see who had stabbed him in the back, but his dying wish was ultimately unfulfilled.

Pulling out the spear, Ma Chenggong kicked the big man to the ground, "Your leader has been killed by me, there is no point in continuing to resist, if you surrender, I can spare you and die!"

In fact, Ma Chenggong did not want these people to surrender, nor did he intend to spare them. He just wanted to distract these people, so that they would not fight the trapped beasts and cause harm to their own men and horses.

Sure enough, just after Ma Chenggong finished shouting, the black-robed man in the rout was obviously stunned, and the resistance was not so fierce.

On the contrary, the army of the Great Xia Kingdom was like a fierce tiger in the mountains, chopping melons and vegetables and killing the black-robed people. Even the thousands of warrior monks of Pudu Temple also showed their swords and other blades and joined the battle group.

"Hmph, shameless junior, no one cares about deceiving my soul family?"

A huge pitch-black palm print appeared out of thin air and hit the little monk Jueliang who was wantonly slashing in the black-robed crowd.

"Not good!"

Jue Liang exclaimed, turned his head and ran without hesitation.

The black palm print chased after him, and it seemed that he would not give up until he was slapped into a pulp.

In this way, they chased and fled, and soon moved away from the battlefield.

The soul family's best thing is the Powerful Ghost Army, and they didn't expect that the little monk Jueliang, a dark horse, would overtake so many Powerful Ghost Legions.

This made the soul elder who was hidden in the void furious, and finally couldn't help but make a move. He endured it until now to make a move, also because he had just sensed with his divine sense that in this secret oasis, there was not a single Venerable-level powerhouse.

Where did he think that in this secret realm oasis, there were not only Venerable-level powerhouses, but also quite a few people, much more than the five Venerables of their Soul Clan.

If the Soul Clan knew that in the mysterious Heavenly Dao Tower, there were eleven Venerable-level powerhouses, and one of them was Venerable, and there was a powerful demon beast army under his command. Among them, there are several seventh-level demon beasts.

Then, I'm afraid that the Soul Clan would have been so frightened that they ran away with their tails between their legs.

Monk Jueliang seemed to be in a panic and ran away in front of him. In fact, no matter how he escaped, the final direction of his escape was the direction of the Heavenly Dao Tower.

"Isn't it a heaven-level martial venerable, the Buddha will soon reach it!" Jue Liang, who was running desperately in front, punched hard backwards without looking back.

It is the eighteen Arhat boxing that he is best at, "Fuhu Divine Fist!"

Roar!

The colorful tiger that was transformed into the aura of heaven and earth let out a long roar and slammed into the black palm behind it.

If someone looks at the sky from the ground, they will see a very funny scene.

A fierce tiger that seemed to be very fierce was pounced on a palm that covered the sky and the sun. The comparison between the two is like a puff fan swatting a mosquito.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the colorful tigers dispersed in response, and they did not play a blocking role at all.

Jue Liang sighed in his heart, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." It seems that this cultivation is one level inferior, and the strength is the same as that of heaven and earth. ”

The golden light rose under his feet, and the speed of Jueliang increased sharply. At the same time, he reached into his arms, took out a jade bottle, poured out a pill that restored the true yuan, and threw it into his mouth without hesitation.

Because he is friends with Ma Qingfeng, he naturally gets special care. There are all kinds of pills. This is also the reliance of the little monk Jueliang who has the confidence to escape.

The more the soul second child chases, the more frightened he becomes, could it be that this little monk is made of steel. Why don't you see him tired! If the others had already exhausted their true yuan power at this time, they would have fallen into the air.

But this little monk looks like a living dragon and a tiger, full of energy!

Although he had doubts in his heart, the second soul did not give up, and with his spiritual power, his body accelerated suddenly, and he instantly rushed to the little monk Jueliang.

"Bald donkey, I see where you're still running away!"

Looking at the buildings that appeared faintly in the distance, Jue Liang had a bottom in his heart, and suddenly shouted: "You go die!"

As he spoke, he rounded the magic sand in his hand, and carried the King Kong Immortal Zen Gong to the extreme, with a golden light all over his body, and a looming Buddha shadow appeared behind him, holding his head and slapping his head to the face of the second soul.

"The pearl of rice grains also dares to compete with the bright moon!"

The second soul snorted disdainfully, he had already seen Jueliang's true cultivation, but he was only in the realm of the Void Heaven level Great Perfection, and he hadn't even stepped into the threshold of the heaven level, and his eyes were just like ants.

Unhurriedly, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Jueliang's Zen staff.

"Ugh!"

As soon as the second soul finger was pointed, a crisis rose from the bottom of his heart, causing 108,000 hairs to stand on end.

didn't have time to resist Jueliang's demon-slaying Zen staff, Shengsheng twisted his body, faced his back, and quickly slapped a palm, and a black palm print instantly flew out of his hand, bombarding a huge red wine gourd that emerged from the void.

Rumble!

The palm print is impartial, and it is patted on the wine gourd.

The red gourd was deflected, and a stream of wine shot out, shooting straight towards the door of the second soul child.

Call!

Just as the second soul reached out to block the drink, a flame rose from the drink, and in the blink of an eye, the sleeve of the second soul was burned.

This kung fu soul has never seen it, and he can't help but feel a little panicked in his heart, and he flicked his sleeves again and again, trying to extinguish the fire on his sleeves.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

Jueliang's demon-slaying wand has arrived.

Boom!

A Zen staff literally slapped the second soul on the back, but it was bounced up in an instant.

The second soul only felt that the spiritual power of the body protector was beaten for a while, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out. Only then did he realize that there was a bald monk behind him.

The little monk Jueliang was miserable in his heart at this time, and he originally thought that he could make a profit by cooperating with the wine venerable.

But he didn't think about it, the heaven-level martial venerable is extraordinary, this blow that condensed the true yuan power of his whole body, and he didn't even break through the soul second's body protection spiritual power.

The rebounding Zen staff also cracked the tiger's mouth of his hands, and blood flowed down the Zen staff to the ground.

"Hehe, I said little monk, I have already told you to practice with your heart. If you had listened to the old man's words, this Zen staff just now would have beaten this old ghost to pee!"

The Wine Venerable, dressed in a fiery red robe, suddenly appeared next to the wine gourd in the air, tilted his head and took a sip fiercely, and a stream of wine went directly into his mouth from the wine gourd.

Using his divine sense to perceive the cultivation of the Wine Venerable, the second soul frowned, the cultivation of this old drunkard in front of him was on par with himself, why didn't he find him just now!