A figure appeared, standing on the side of Ling Xiao.

The person who came was the sweeping monk.

Dressed in plain clothes and linen shoes, his figure looks a little weak.

Dragon Capture Gong?

Ling Xiao whispered in his heart.

Wrong.

Dragon Capture is Xiao Feng's unique skill.

This should be one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts.

Then.

The sweeping monk glanced at Mo Fuzhi in front of him, and with a slight wave of his sleeves, a wave of qi flew out.

The qi wave moved forward, catching up with Mo Fuzhi's falling giant fist, and the two forces collided in the air, and the sound resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths.

Rumble.

Rumble.

A loud noise spread, and a boundless wave of qi swallowed towards Mo Fuzhi.

This moment.

Mo Fuzhi's face changed drastically, his face was full of shock, he didn't dare to be careless, he counted his toes, and his figure withdrew violently.

This flight flew hundreds of feet away.

After slowly stabilizing his figure, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes fell on the sweeping monk, and his heart was shocked.

The opponent can easily shatter their own attacks with a single blow.

It shows that its strength is above itself.

He didn't expect that Ling Xiao really had hole cards.

There was a moment of silence.

Mo Fuzhi said in a deep voice: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

Smell.

The sweeping monk glanced at Mo Fuzhi, bowed towards Ling Xiao, and bowed: "Your Majesty is frightened by the late arrival of the subordinate escort." ”

Ling Xiao raised his hand slightly, and said indifferently: "The national teacher came at the right time, the great enemy is now, there is no need to be polite." ”

The sweeping monk straightened up, turned to look at Mo Fuzhi again, "I'll give you another chance to make a move." ”

said.

The golden light on his body burst out, shining above the void, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in holy light.

The light of the Buddha shines brightly, and the sky is mighty.

Distance.

Sheng Tianxiao and Sheng Tong's eyes fell on the sweeping monk together, and their figures moved forward and appeared beside Mo Fuzhi.

Because they perceived the aura on the sweeping monk's body, it made them feel very, very dangerous.

Such a strong person is by no means invincible to Mo Fu.

Then.

Shengtian said with a smile: "Brother Mo, this monk's strength is unfathomable, don't be careless. ”

Mo Fuzhi nodded, "At least in the Dao Xuan Realm, you and I join forces, it may not be his opponent, no wonder Emperor Qin is so demonic, the strong people around him are like forests, if you don't get rid of them, you will definitely become a big trouble." ”

Sheng Tianxiao's face was extremely solemn, "With this person to protect Emperor Qin, you and I probably won't have a chance to kill him, it seems that the Holy Lord can only take action himself." ”

Just as the two were talking.

The figure of the sweeping monk flew forward, carrying an immeasurable golden light, and under the terrifying coercion, the faces of the three Mo Fuzhi changed drastically.

"No sorrow!"

Shake the sky with one palm and destroy everything.

Castration is like a dragon, suppressing eternity.

See this scene.

The three of Mo Fuzhi knew that there was no way out, and only in a battle could there be a glimmer of life.

Moreover.

They knew in their hearts that the Holy Lord would never watch them fall here.

That's it.

The figures of the three of them flew out one after another, meeting the giant palm of the sweeping monk.

Rumble.

Rumble.

The power of the three attacks bombarded the giant palm, and the explosion spread, and the monstrous shockwave began to spread.

The next moment.

The three attacks shattered, turned into residues, and were completely annihilated under the giant palm.

The giant palm castrated unabated, still domineering, and crushed down on the three of them.

Bang.

One blow falls.

The three of them were shot out, and their figures were like kites with broken strings, and where they passed, the space exploded inch by inch.

Hundreds of zhang away.

The figures of the three Mo Fuzhi stopped, blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and the aura on Zhou's body was chaotic, and it could be seen that they had suffered a lot of trauma under the blow of the sweeping monk.

See this scene.

Ling Xiao's face changed drastically, and his heart was extremely shocked, but he didn't expect the sweeping monk to be so terrifying.

"Mage, kill them!"

The sweeping monk nodded, and the figure rushed forward again, "Three donors, the poor monk will overtake you." ”

The voice fell.

He raised his hand and slapped it again.

Bang.

Bang.

The space was annihilated inch by inch, and the giant palm was like an immortal mountain, which had fallen from the nine heavens and suppressed the three of them.

Mo Fuzhi and Sheng Tianxiao felt the power of the palm in front of them, and their eyes were filled with fear, they couldn't stop this blow at all.

If it falls on them, it will be destroyed.

That's when it happened.

A wisp of afterimage appeared and stood in front of the three of Mo Fuzhi.

The moment they saw the comer, the worried look on the faces of the three disappeared, and they bowed down one after another and said, "I've seen the Holy Lord." ”

The person who came did not speak, his sleeves rolled up angrily, his feet stepped on the ground, and he met the giant palm slapped by the sweeping monk.

Then.

Ling Xiao's gaze fell on the person who came, "Lingyun Holy Land Holy Lord, Ji Lingtian, a wisp of clone, half a step Dao Xuan." ”

Looking at the information in front of him, Ling Xiao nodded, no wonder he could easily block the blow of the sweeping monk.

As the sound of the explosion spread, the two figures were suspended in the air, looking at each other.

Ji Lingtian was the first to speak, "Emperor Qin, we can talk about it. ”

Ling Xiao said, "Why do you want me to be your Holy Son of Lingyun Holy Land?"

As he spoke, he looked sideways at the sweeping monk on one side, "He is the Great Qin Protector Master, why should I be the Holy Son of your Lingyun Holy Land." ”

Ji Lingtian shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I won't mention this matter again, we can talk about something else between us." ”

Ling Xiao glanced at Ji Ling Tian, "Are you sure." ”

Ji Lingtian said: "Of course, isn't Emperor Qin curious, what does this Holy Lord want to talk to you about?"

Ling Xiao said indifferently: "Then let's talk." ”

Ji Lingtian turned around and looked at the three of Mo Fuzhi behind him, "Go down, you don't have to interfere in the next thing." ”

The three of them were relieved, nodded, and disappeared into the void as a streamer.

Meanwhile.

Sheng Qingzi also left.

Ximen Fuxue's figure fell and appeared beside Ling Xiao, "Your Majesty .........."

Ling Xiao raised his hand and gestured, "Needless to say, I know you've done your best." ”

Between words.

He raised his hand and a blood fruit appeared, and continued: "Blow the snow, take it, and leave the rest to me." ”

Then.

Ji Lingtian said: "This is not the place to talk, are you interested in going to the Holy Land to talk about it?" ”

Ling Xiao said: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, and lead the way!"

Then.

The two of them turned into spirits and swept towards the deeper depths of the Lingyun Holy Land, followed by Ximen Blowing Snow and the sweeping monk.

One of them is Ling Xiao's personal guard, and the other is the protector of Great Qin, of course, they must ensure Ling Xiao's personal safety.

Young.

Ling Xiao and Ji Ling Tian appeared on a giant peak mountain.

On the top of the mountain, a figure sat cross-legged, as if the old monk was not moving.

The long hair is like a waterfall, the wind is gently swinging, but the clothes are motionless, and the whole person is in meditation.

This person is Ji Lingtian's true body.

Then.

Ling Xiao's figure stood on the top of the mountain, and at a glance, the entire Lingyun Holy Land was in full view.

It's really going to be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance.

"Emperor Qin, sit down!"

A hoarse voice came, Ling Xiao turned around to see that the wisp of clone had disappeared, and Ji Lingtian on the ground had slowly opened his eyes.