The powerhouse of the Ninefold Creation Realm, is it terrifying?

How many hole cards does the opponent have!

Some people even feel that Roten's pace of conquest is really going to stop here.

"The holy monk has devoted his life to refining tools, and has used his body as a Taoist weapon, the unity of heaven and man, and it really lives up to its name."

Roten bowed his head and smiled, with the pleasure of meeting his opponent.

"Flowers, flowers float and flow freely."

Roten's palm conjured up a circular hole in the top of his head.

A plum blossom tree, from which the spring cold is expected to grow.

Luo Teng twisted the flower with his hand, picked a plum blossom branch, shook his wrist, and shot towards the law ring.

The withering and glory change, the overlap of life and death, the replacement of light and dark, and the changes are endless.

This plum blossom contains the mystery of life and death, reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes.

Not only the lives of living beings, but even everything in the world, even a drop of water, cannot escape the shackles of his laws.

Seeing this, the majestic eyes of the Dharma Ring showed a dignified color, and the Arhat gold body on his body had a somewhat dim tendency.

"Samadhi is true fire, and Arhats forge swords."

The Dharma Ring opened its mouth wide, and it sprayed a fiery red flame, which was a means to completely merge the true fire of Samadhi with the body.

Whew.

The fire borrowed the wind and burned fiercely, forming an impenetrable wall of fire in front of him.

The ends of the plum blossom branches were burned by the fire, and they felt as if they might wither at any time.

Luo Teng's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a big hand, he pulled out the entire plum blossom tree in the void.

One, two, three.

A total of twelve plum blossoms were shot away.

Click, click, click, the wall of fire showed signs of collapse, broke through the obstacles, and continued to shoot towards the Dharma Ring.

The Dharma Ring was unscrupulous, holding the sword-forging axe in his left hand and reaching forward with his right hand.

Brush brush brush.

Searching for things, he actually held all twelve plum blossoms in the palm of his hand.

Boom Boom.

The sound of hammering was heard again.

He swung his axe and struck at the plum branches, spitting flames.

The branches that control people's lives are constantly condensed, and finally become a sword-shaped object.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the object into the true fire of samadhi, dismissing the waste as disdainfully.

"Luo Teng's use of the art of reincarnation to strike, and the holy monk's use of the art of casting to refine, are the ultimate understanding in this world, one attack and one defense, and it is difficult to judge!"

Wen Qianxiu said in surprise.

"No, the holy monk hasn't made a move yet, just let Luo Teng make two moves, from this point of view, the holy monk's means are higher."

Li Huaifeng deliberately said that there was a purpose to hit Luo Teng's Dao heart.

He had been in contact with Luo Teng for a long time, and he knew that the wind and flower were the other party's means of becoming famous, and if they were placed on the other masters of the Immortal Dao, it was enough to kill or severely damage the other party, even if he was the sect leader, he didn't dare to underestimate it.

And the Holy Monk of the Dharma Ring actually came at his fingertips and dissolved the two moves into invisible, and the strength of the Nine Realms King Realm was really powerful.

"The Holy Monk is indeed clever in defense, but why only defend but not attack? If this continues, you will draw with me at most, but you will not be able to defeat me. ”

Luo Teng's city is extremely deep, and he can only expose his flaws by blindly attacking, this battle is not trivial, and it must be taken seriously, he wants to dig deeper into the details of the law ring.

As soon as the words fell, Fa Jie squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was hesitating about something, gritted his teeth, and suddenly took a step.

With a whoosh, he slashed the knife with his palm, and the invisible palm wind flicked in the space.

"The flesh is transformed into a knife, and the holy monk has reached the realm of creating something out of nothing."

Wen Qianxiu's face was even more surprised.

This blow contains the laws of space and time.

The two laws are completely merged into one, and at the same time, the means of transforming the structure of all things in the realm of the realm of the king of the world transform the invisible wind power into a tangible blade, hidden in space, which is difficult to capture with the naked eye.

"The body of the holy monk is the best magic weapon, after many years of refining weapons, he is not tempering black iron, he is tempering himself." Li Huaifeng said with emotion.

At this time, Rotten's vigilance was also raised to the extreme.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was observing, and suddenly, his footsteps turned backwards.

With a brush, a dazzling sword aura appeared in the void, sticking to his body and crashing into the Xuanjing Black Iron behind him.

The hard black iron was actually cut into an inch-deep depression by the knife qi, which was shocking.

"The sword is all over the place."

Fa Jie burst into a shout, waving his hands again and again.

Whew.

Brush brush brush.

The overwhelming palm knife was formed in an instant, densely packed, as if in a forest made of blades, and the plants and trees were all soldiers.

The brilliance of these swords lies not in how sharp they are, but in the fact that after flying out of the hands of the magic ring, they immediately disappear in space, and it takes a strong eye to discern the clues, and the slightest mistake will be tragically killed.

"Nine Tribulations Holy Flame!"

Luo Teng didn't dare to make a little bit of a big move, and a pure golden flame appeared in his body, which was the fourth among the top ten different fires, and the power of the Nine Tribulation Holy Flame was not trivial.

The alien fire was full of spirituality, forming thunderbolt-like phantoms around his body.

Click, click, click.

Towards the Dharma Ring Holy Monk's palm knife collided.

The distance between the two was only ten meters, and between them, the space seemed to be about to explode, and shocking sparks appeared, crackling and resounding.

There are too many swords in the hands of the holy monks, and in addition, the mysteries of heaven and earth mixed here cannot be resolved by a simple attack of different fire.

Roteng's body tossed and turned, constantly dodging, and the walls around him were cut into depressions, which was very thrilling.

At this time, Jing Wuyan sacrificed the sand shield of the Ganges River to resist the aftermath.

Li Huaifeng thought about it, but he didn't bother to use his magic powers, so he simply hid behind Jing Wuyan and just watched the excitement.

After a round of furious swords, the space stopped shaking people's hearts.

Roten stood where he was again, looking down and seeing that two long cuts had been cut out of the corners of his clothes.

Tick tock.

Blood fell to the ground along his body, and he was actually injured.

"The methods of the holy monk, Luo Mou has only seen in his life, you are the strongest opponent I have ever met."

Roten smiled with a bit of resentment.

"It's too late for you to turn around now."

The Dharma Ring said solemnly.

On closer inspection, the wrinkles on his face became even deeper, and his originally ruddy appearance was covered with a strange black gas.

"Hahaha, the holy monk laughed, Luo was rampant in the Northern Regions, and he never knew the word retreat, I respected you for three points, and I didn't go all out, but at this moment, I had to make a move."

Roten's eyes suddenly darkened.

With a whoosh, a hairpin-like Fanghua blade was sent, and the restrained edge could not hide the power of this half-step immortal weapon.

"Snow tricks, snow is full."

Whirring and whistling, the wind is rising.

The space above the stone chamber reveals a terrifying opening, which connects to a distant world, which is the space opened up by the identity of the creator of Roten.

Inside, a full moon hangs high, and in the desolate world, a plum tree grows quietly, and countless snowflakes fly out from it.

Li Huaifeng has seen this technique more than once, but each time it is completely different from before.

At this moment, these snowflakes continued to condense, and they actually turned into fist-sized snowballs.

In an instant, the Fanghua Blade was also wrapped in a snowball, and it shot towards the magic ring like a meteor shower.

He was a master swordsmith and lived with fire all his life.

Luo Teng turned into the god of ice and snow, and the cold frost swept all around, completely suppressing the heat of the Samadhi True Fire, making people cold from the inside out.

Seeing such a scene, Fa Jie's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

His brows furrowed deeply, as if he was hesitating about something.

Seeing the overwhelming snowflakes coming, he stomped his foot, opened his mouth, and pulled out a large axe that was half red and half black from it.

"Heavenly Axe!"

Childe Tassel was shocked.

can make this young man, the elegant scholar show a shocked look, it can be seen that this big axe is not trivial.

"Wow Ka Ka, this is infinitely close to the treasure of the immortal weapon, it is said that when the Northern Regions were created, it was this axe that was used to open the world and carve out mountains and rivers, this big axe can be called the first sharp weapon in the Northern Regions, and it is many times sharper than the immeasurable knife."

Kong exclaimed, infinitely close to the immortal weapon is even more terrifying than a half-step immortal weapon, even more terrifying than the heyday of the human emperor's pen, and the means of the Dharma Ring Holy Monk are enough to surprise anyone.

"If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, hell is not empty, I don't swear to become a Buddha, and the Buddha prison is immeasurable."

The aura of the Dharma Ring Holy Monk exploded like never before.

He had a little foot on his feet, and his whole body was suspended in the air.

Holding an axe in both hands at the same time, he slashed at Roten in the style of splitting mountains and seas.

"The Buddha Prison is immeasurable, the Three Thousand Great Dao ranks tenth, one of the immortal laws."

Everyone was shocked.