The three words "Ah Na Dao" seem to have some kind of magic. At the moment of hearing it, almost everyone present was subconsciously stunned, and their movements stopped.

Thirteen didn't stop. He roared loudly, like a strange owl, rubbing his body and rushing forward. In the blink of an eye, he approached the two monks of Zhengyin and Zhengzhen, not to mention that the ten fingers were like hooks to open the bow left and right, and the claws were grasped.

The two monks had fought hard with the Thirteen Monks before, and their arms were sore, and their blood and qi were disordered, even though they had immediately exercised their pranayama, but in a moment or three, where could they recover? If they wanted to move their "hands," it was simply impossible.

However, the enemy was pressing, and the two monks refused to sit still and wait for death. Between the snaps of their fingers, the two monks jumped together, their legs rose and fell one after another, and they kicked sharply in a series of blows with the momentum of wind and thunder. The power of this Buddhism mastery "like a shadow with the legs" has been brought into full play, and it is incomprehensible.

But no matter how ever-changing the legs of the two monks are, in the eyes of the thirteenth, there is nothing to hide. He turned his claws, only to hear "poof~" two sounds in succession, and he avoided the dense leg shadows of the two monks, and directly grabbed five shocking blood holes on their dantian lower abdomen.

The two monks screamed in grief, and their bodies fell to the ground. After convulsing twice in succession, the dantian suddenly swelled, and then exploded. Flesh and bones flew sideways, but they were blocked by Thirteen's strong body protection qi, and they couldn't touch Thirteen's body at all.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the four great Vajras of the Great Chongfa Temple have all been sacrificed. Taiqing Sanyou and Six Arts Gentlemen and others, even though they are different from the four major King Kong sects, they belong to the same three sects after all. In the previous battle to rescue Dongbao, everyone joined forces to fight, and they were born and died, and they already had a bit of comradeship. At this time, seeing the sacrifice of the four great King Kongs, everyone was angry one by one, and their red eyes pounced, wanting to kill thirteen to take revenge.

Thirteen turned around and looked back, smiled slightly, and said warmly, "Great Khan, Uncle Hesa'er, Uncle Hehere, Uncle Zhebe, Brother Muchi and Brother Torrey, can you help me again?"

What's even more strange is that the six winged clones actually nodded in agreement, as if they could really understand what Thirteen was saying. In the eyes of outsiders, I can't help but feel even more shocked.

In fact, it's not something incomprehensible. In the final analysis, the winged clones all come from the self-personality of the thirteen. They are also beings with independent thoughts, and they are not dead things. It's just that after being released from the body, after being separated from the self-body, it becomes impossible to speak.

But there is no need to speak. Because even if you are separated from the body, your personality is still your own after all. Independent personalities communicate with each other without using words at all, and no matter how complex the information is, as long as the mind moves, the communication has been completed, which is really the fastest way in the world.

But Thirteen refused to communicate with his mind alone. Because in his own mind, the Wing Doppelganger is not an independent personality that he has differentiated, but a true member of the Thirteen Wings. Whether it's stubborn or sick, that's what he thinks, and he won't change it no matter what.

Those winged doppelgangers, but they don't have so many ideas. At this moment, listening to the command of the "main body" of the thirteen, they were immediately connected to the front and back and lined up in a line. Then he raised his hand at the same time. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged above the cross peak, and the sky changed color. Seeing such a mighty situation, the three friends of Taiqing and the gentlemen of the six arts couldn't help but be shocked at the same time, and shouted in unison: "Accept the qi of the universe for your own use, it's not good, everyone must be careful!"

When it was too late, I saw that among the winged clones, Torre, who was standing at the bottom, was bursting out of his body like a flame-like fiery true qi, needless to say, it was the "Fire Divine Power" in the Immortal Heavenly Divine Power!

The arrogance was in the ascendant, and a layer of hazy water vapor appeared on Mu Chi's body. It is the "water supernatural power". Immediately afterwards, the electric light flashed all over Heihelei's body, and sparks jumped, which was "Thunder God's Power". Then, for no apparent reason, a strong wind arose, blowing Hesa'er's clothes to the sound of hunting. Immediately, the person did not move like a mountain, but there were bursts of heavy earth qi floating on his body, as if he was "earth magic".

The five supernatural powers have appeared one after another, and the last celestial supernatural powers are not to be outdone. But seeing that the qi of the Nine Heavens Sky was like a heavenly river bursting its embankment, pouring down endlessly, all of which were absorbed into Tie Muzhen's body. The blue wolf was so domineering that the qi of the nine heavens cheered up, and it became more and more domineering, oppressing the Taiqing Sanyou and the Six Arts Gentleman and others had to resist with all their strength, and retreated one after another.

But this was not over, and in an instant, Torre, who was expressionless, suddenly pushed forward with both palms, just pressing on Mu Chi's back, and channeled his fire power over without reservation. Mu Chi didn't delay, and with the same push of both palms, he sent the Fire God Power and his own Water God Power to the Hei Helei in front.

One by one, in an instant, the six supernatural powers of heaven and earth, wind, thunder, water and fire have all converged on the blue wolf. It is actually the highest realm of immortal heavenly supernatural powers-a six-in-one body!

The sky is infinite, but the people are limited. Although Changshengtian has six supernatural powers, it is extremely difficult to be eclectic, and often he can only choose a supernatural power that meets his own requirements to cultivate according to his own life, physique, and temperament. Only the blue wolf Tie Muzhen can be blessed with unique talents, and he can do what no one can, practice all the six supernatural powers, and reach the realm of the six-in-one body.

Although the thirteen winged clones can also cultivate immortal heavenly powers, they are always only imitations, and they cannot reach the realm of the six-in-one body like the real Tie Muzhen. So, Thirteen actually thought of a trick, which was to let the six winged clones each cultivate a kind of supernatural power, and then transport all the five supernatural powers to the blue wolf clone, so as to forcibly achieve an alternative six-in-one body.

Such a forcibly fused six-in-one body, although it can be regarded as a trick. But the power is not inferior to the original, but it is difficult to last. After a single blow, all the power will dissipate, and the follow-up will be powerless. However, those who were able to receive this blow without dying, Thirteen traveled all over the entire Desert Realm, and except for the people of the Thirteen Wings, they could no longer be found.

The six-in-one body gathered strength and succeeded, and the blue wolf did not hesitate for half a minute, and his body was like a lightning bolt, breaking through the air. At the moment when the veritable lightning speed was not enough, a pair of angry fists of the blue wolf had already hit the head of the Six Arts Gentlemen, Qi Li!

The six-in-one body of the immortal heavenly supernatural power, the blue wolf overlord fist - tearing the sky!

There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to let it. If you don't want to die, you can only fight hard. With a flick of his fingers, Qi Li's facial features were distorted, looking hideous, and he roared wildly: "Brothers, help me!"

There is no need for Qi Li to say more than half a word, and the other five gentlemen, who also know that life and death are determined at this moment, immediately draw a gourd in the same way, and put all the true qi that they have cultivated all their lives into Qi Li's body. Originally, it was only the seventh layer of the righteous qi martial arts, but with the help of the same external force, it suddenly soared forward and was promoted to the tenth layer!

The unprecedented strength filled the limbs and hundreds of remains, making Qi Li feel like his whole person was about to explode. He gritted his teeth and pushed sharply. When he landed, the wind and clouds were all over the place, and thousands of qi condensed with one blow, which was the heavenly style of the ten-layer martial arts - all the qi Xuanhuang!

"Boom~"

Extreme moves, the wind and clouds sweep, as far as the eye can see, all into devastation, as if the end has come. Even the entire cross peak is crumbling. Countless huge rocks cracked one after another, breaking away from the mountain itself, and spilling down the mountain like a torrential rain. The wind and sand are rolling, the smoke and dust are high, and for a while, it is not clear what the victory or defeat is.

But suddenly, there was a dull thunderclap of "bang~". The wind, sand, smoke and dust that covered the sky and the earth were all blown away, allowing the vision to regain clarity. But he saw Thirteen standing proudly with his hands on his back. The six winged clones have all been withdrawn into the body and are nowhere to be seen. As for the gentleman of the six arts......

There are no more gentlemen of the six arts. The only thing that remained was that on the ground, six stalls were mixed with flesh and bones. The muffled thunder that blew up the wind and sand just now was the sound of the death knell of the Six Arts Gentleman's broken bones.

Following the Four King Kongs, the Six Arts Gentlemen were also killed one after another. The remaining Taiqing Sanyou, no matter how arrogant they are, they also know that with the three of them alone, they are no match for the Tartar in front of them.

Since they knew that they couldn't beat each other, why did they send them to death in vain? At that moment, the three senior brothers looked at each other, and without saying much, they turned around and performed light skills and ran with all their might.

However, although the three friends of Taiqing had no intention of fighting, Thirteen refused to stop there. He smiled and said, "It's all here, why bother to leave again? ”

The words and smiles are earnest, as if they are joking. But Thirteen's actions clearly show that he is by no means joking. But when he heard the sound of the wind, his body moved instantly, and the thirteen figures were as fast as ghosts, and in the blink of an eye, he had already crossed the three friends of Taiqing and left them behind. Thirteen didn't look back, and swept out with one leg in the air, but the leg strength was still not solid, and Taiqing Sanyou already felt the wind blowing on his face, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. The killing machine is coming, no matter how unwilling you are to fight hard, you have to fight hard. As a last resort, the three friends of Taiqing gritted their teeth hard, devoted their lives to cultivation, and each stabbed with a sword. The three-mouthed sword sword light Huo Huo, the momentum is extremely tragic and fierce, and there is no way back, and there is already a heart to die with the thirteen.

It's the so-called desperate situation. But when there is a huge disparity between each other's strengths and weaknesses, even if they try hard, it may not be useful. "Ping Pong~" In the crisp and shattering sound, the three long swords were all swept off by the thirteen legs. The leg momentum continued, and he rushed over the emergency lightning, and kicked Taiqing Sanyou's chest respectively.

The screams and screams immediately spurted into the sky together with the blood of Dapeng, and Taiqing Sanyou was like three broken kites, flying backwards and falling to the ground. The three of them still wanted to struggle, but they only moved slightly, and the evil energy hidden in their bodies had already exploded, and the three of them were also blown up by flesh and blood, and their bones were gone.

The Four King Kongs of the Great Chongfa Temple, the Three Friends of the Taiqing Temple of Taiqingguan, and the Six Arts Gentlemen of Chongxin Academy. These thirteen people can be called the mainstay of the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism in Baiyujing. In terms of cultivation alone, they are even above the "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Nineteen Human Demons" of the Golden Dragon Gang in the past, and they are qualified enough to compete with the "Eight Heavenly Kings".

But when he met the "Thirteen", the masters of the Three Sects such as the Four Great King Kongs were slaughtered like Zha Gua cutting vegetables in just a moment. Such cultivation, such ability, is shocking to teach people.

But for Thirteen himself, all of this is commonplace, and it's not a big deal. Because since the military advisor (Bailu Timur) arranged for himself to come here, it is natural to have such a result. The military advisor is never wrong, he has not done it before, and Thirteen firmly believes that there will be no one in the future.