"Is it enough?!"

A soft whisper sounded, which directly made the people present refocus their attention on the scene, because a lot of the focus of attention now may be on these two people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A mythical emperor who came from a foreign land, and the other is a monk who has lived for many years, both of them have legendary colors, but only one can win in the end.

"Whether it is enough or not depends on the strength of the donor, this poor monk can't judge."

The Heavenly Monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly, even he had to admit that this king in front of him had brought him a lot of pressure.

However, on the other hand, I have to say one thing, that is, the heavenly monks are not without confidence, otherwise they would have been transferred out of Luoyang City long ago.

"It seems that I still have to see the truth with the supremacy of strength, but I want to see the means of Zen Gate."

Ning Ye's eyes flickered and he said softly, with a hint of flatness in his tone, even the appearance of the Heavenly Monk did not bring him much surprise.

The whole of Luoyang is under his control, although there is the pressure of the will of the outside world, but in the Luoyang area, he can easily get the information he wants.

This is also the reason why he asked Zhao Gao to release this task in Luowang before, there are countless Zen sects in the world, but there is only one Jingnian Zen Temple.

"Zhao Gao, you go and meet the means of this Zen sect for a while."

Ning Ye's eyes were deep and he continued, since the heavenly monks have all come out, then there is nothing more to say.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Gao's eyes flickered and replied respectfully, with a hint of impatience in his tone, obviously he also had some expectations.

After the words fell, Zhao Gao's gaze couldn't help but fall on the faces of the people in front of him, as if he was choosing an opponent, and finally his gaze fell on the empty body.

"Amitabha, then let the poor monk meet Zhao Shizhu for a while."

He stood up and made a Buddhist salute and said, without any emotion in his words.

With the selection of the two, the others also chose their own goals, among which Flame Spirit Ji chose Ning Daoqi, while Scarlet Smoke and the Moon God of the Yin and Yang Family, as well as the four Great and Small Si Ming, faced the four holy monks.

In the end, Wei Zhuang and the others were surrounded by the large array of Zen Gate, originally Wei Zhuang wanted to face the four holy monks, but in the end they were robbed by Scarlet Smoke.

In the face of this imperial concubine, they could only smile bitterly and retreat, otherwise in fact, Weizhuang, Zhang Liang and others still had the strength to compete with the great grandmaster.

Maybe their realm may not have reached the realm of the Great Grandmaster, but the combat power has already been reached, and the Qin Shi plane is not a small plane after all.

Datang can't be compared at all, Wei Zhuang and others may be regarded as supporting roles in Qin, but their strength is no worse than that of the protagonist of the Datang world.

However, with the advent of Ning Ye, Shuanglong, who was originally the protagonist, was also turned into a soy sauce existence at this time, because the will of the world has been involved by Ning Ye, how can he still take care of the development of the world.

All previous trajectories have been broken, and all that remains is to watch the next encounter.

Ning Ye saw that Fan Qinghui was also taken over by the people of the Yin Kui Sect, and couldn't help but set his eyes on the Heavenly Monk, and stepped out, directly standing in the void.

"You can barely count half of the people in this world who can let me make a move."

Ning Ye's words sounded, and he looked at the heavenly monk condescendingly, and the power of the king was clear at a glance.

And the eyes of the people around couldn't help but flash a glimmer of light, no matter what the rumors were before, after all, it was not as real as what was seen in front of them.

"I still had some faith in Zen before, but I was just facing this king."

"Yes, the pressure given by this king is really breathless, and he has the ability to turn decay into magic."

"Who said no, seeing this king, I inexplicably feel that Great Qin will be able to achieve this victory."

.....

A lot of voices sounded, but this time the object of exclamation was Ning Ye, not Zen Sect.

"Is this above the Great Grandmaster?!"

On the side, Song Que's eyes flickered and he thought slowly, this time he came to see the demeanor of a great grandmaster, and now he finally saw it.

Unlike the people around him, his feelings were more, and he could feel that whether it was a monk or a king, every move was driving the atmosphere around him.

If it weren't for a strong-willed person, even the existence of a grandmaster might be affected, and he couldn't do that alone.

This kind of influence is not like the charm of the Yin Kwai faction, but from a gap above the life level, but compared to the two of them, there is no doubt that this monarch has a stronger aura.

He had the courage to sword in the face of the heavenly monk, but he did not dare to do so in the face of this king.

.........

In the eyes of everyone, the Heavenly Monk also slowly stepped into the sky and began this duel between myths, but no one paid attention to the battle of the great masters on the ground.

"The poor monk is also looking forward to the donor's means."

Although the Heavenly Monk's face was a little dignified, it did not fall below the momentum.

"Let's do it, I don't care to bully an old antique."

Ning Ye stood in the sky, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes were deep as if there was a hint of brilliance, and his voice sounded.

The Heavenly Monk was not polite at this time, the golden light on his body flashed, as if there was a kind of terror in the accumulation, and the surrounding space was faintly rippling, which could be broken at any time.

"Maha finger."

Finally, the golden light gathered the fingertips, and a pair of withered hands seemed to rejuvenate the second spring again, seemingly with countless rhymes, attracting the attention of countless people at this moment.

The crisis directly surrounded everyone's hearts, even if the target was not them, the figure of the heavenly monk disappeared in place, except for Song Que, everyone else could only faintly see a figure.

"Emperor Zhen Mountains and Rivers!"

Facing this Zen Buddha's finger, Ning Ye spit out four words slightly, and stretched out a punch, without any momentum, a very flat punch.

"Bump!"

The collision of fists and fingertips was accompanied by a distant breaking sound, and in the eyes of everyone, the two rays of light collided and finally dissipated, but the surrounding space was already covered with spider web-like traces.

The two also separated as soon as they came into contact during the temptation, and there was not much nostalgia, mainly because of the problem of space fragmentation.

If the spatial turbulence is introduced, then it will cause a great damage to the world, and at this time, both the will of the world and his energy will be involved.

The expression on the Heavenly Monk's face remained unchanged and was still solemn, but if anyone could find out, they would be able to see the hands of the Heavenly Monk's robe trembling slightly.

He could still feel the gap in the supremacy of strength, and he didn't have much reservation about the blow just now, but the king in front of him was still indifferent.