Chapter Fifty-Eight: Minute Millionaire

The strong men of the Templar watched coldly, and the Heaven and Earth Three Talent Formation composed of more than a hundred Templars was enough to sweep away thousands of armies.

No matter how powerful this giant is, it still can't resist the full force of more than a hundred Nirvana Realm condensations.

Suddenly, under the terrifying gaze of this group of powerhouses, a big hand fell from the hazy void, five fingers like a divine pillar, and the blood qi collapsed into the void.

In the eyes of the Templars, this large hand fell, like a mountain, boundless, obscuring the sky and the sun, as if the sky was falling, and the terrifying scene was terrifying.

"One hand covers the sky. Meng Fei exclaimed, this was a terrifying physical vision, terrifying to the extreme, even the sky could cover it.

This is the momentum of the Eight Gate Dunjia, it is terrifying, standing still, a big hand stretched out from behind him, smashing a group of Templars, it is really a monstrous power.

Liu killed more than a hundred paladins with one hand and one palm, just like swatting a few flies to death.

"Points +3000"

"Points +3000"

As the Templars turned into a mist of blood, the points soared in a straight line like a column of mercury inserted into hot water.

Looking at the points, the points that were originally zeroed suddenly increased by 360,000.

Although Huang Tian and other Xuankong Mountain disciples were accustomed to Senior Brother Liu's incense operation, after all, they had killed 50,000 Sword Mountain disciples on the battlefield at one time, but they were also very shocked by Senior Brother Liu's terrifying strength, and even had a feeling that Xuankong Mountain would definitely rise again in the future because of Senior Brother Liu.

"This giant is too terrifying, in the future, with his help, Xuankong Mountain will inevitably become an obstacle to the Temple's domination of the Great Wilderness Star. Meng Fei muttered in his heart, facing this Liu Yiyi's palm, he became more and more timid.

The only hand covering the sky did not disperse, the void that was writhing by the rolling heavenly wind trembled, and the big hand slowly raised, grabbing Meng Fei with a monstrous coercion.

Meng Fei was frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly sacrificed another Lingbao Liuhe Ding, biting the tip of his tongue and spraying a mouthful of blood on the Liuhe Ding.

Liuheding is very extraordinary, it is an innate spiritual treasure bred by heaven and earth, which is one level higher than the mountain and river tower.

When the huge palm is pressed on the Liuhe Ding.

Boom! The infinite power shook open the void, and the shock ripples surged directly down, smashing on the Liuhe Ding.

The dense lines on the Liuhe Ding immediately burst out, like a divine beast spewing out immeasurable ferocious energy, shattering this big hand at once.

At the same time, the dense lines erupted, killing Huo Huo, twisting the void, and killing Liu's hand.

Liu's long hair flew in one hand, his eyes lit up, and he said in his heart that this temple was really a rich man, and it was also an offensive spirit treasure.

The hammer of the thunder god in the left hand finally moved, and the general trend of heaven and earth contained in it thundered with lightning and thunder, and boomed, and it bombarded against the Liuhe Ding.

The world will be ruined, and the big cracks will spread, cutting everything.

Liu stood on the ground with one hand, and his breath was surging wildly, like ten thousand waves soaring into the sky.

At this moment, another terrifying big hand appeared, coercive, ancient and vicissitudes, and the shock of the boom was pressed down, and there was a world-shattering momentum that shook the heavens and the earth.

"Do you think you're the only one who has been sanctified in the flesh?" a rough voice came from afar.

"Cover the sky with one hand" Liu's eyes flashed with lightning and thunder, and the breath of the whole body burned completely, and the heavens and stars were manifested, rolling and turning.

"Who are you?"

"The left vanguard of the temple, Zhan Peng. ”

"Kill"

Liu Yishou shouted and killed, the whole body was surging, shattering the mountain peaks that were close to him, and punching it over, with a monstrous wave of qi, the incomparable holy power collapsed the void.

Just like a celestial dragon roaring, the overwhelming fist wind that pressed down, and the face of Zhanpeng was bleeding, he was frightened, and he was shocked by a kind of divine might, feeling that a god and demon were looking down on him above the nine heavens.

"Six Heavenly Dao Fists of Reincarnation. ”

Liu Yi's hand gathered a fourteen-fold increase in strength, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and the spitting fist shook Wanjian Mountain. When this punch didn't come down, the ferocious fist wind knocked Zhanpeng directly into the ground. The ground next to it flipped and rocks flew sideways.

"Points +500,000"

Liu Yishou was taken aback by the points reported by the system, the points of Zhanpeng who were canonized by the flesh were actually so high, five times more points than Situ Changfeng of a Great Saint Realm, this temple was indeed his own ATM, and the points were sent in minutes.

It didn't take long for the temple to contribute 860,000 points to itself.

Hearing the news, the Sword Sect, Haixin Pavilion, and the Holy Scattered Sects in Xiaoyao Lou didn't know what was going on, but they saw the god and demon who had punched Situ Changfeng with one punch last time, and they were going crazy again, and their faces changed greatly by the boiling blood.

"What's going on?" asked the Holy Sect.

"I don't know, I heard that it was Zhan Peng, the left pioneer of the Templar Order, who was blown up with a punch. A disciple of Xiaoyao Lou said.

"Zhanpeng, who was sanctified in the flesh, was shocked to death by a punch. Sword Sect Ye Qiushui was shocked: "This ...... This person is really a god!"

Soon, more people came to the field, all gasping, the place where the temple lived was completely destroyed, and nothing existed, as if they could see the scene of a god and demon going crazy just now.

"Boom—"

Above the sky, the innate supreme treasure against the innate spirit treasure is that the sun and the moon are toppling, and the mountains and rivers are collapsing.

Although the Liuhe Ding is not as high as the level of Thor's Hammer, it is a two-way spirit treasure of defense and attack, which can be attacked and accepted. Thor's hammer couldn't break through its defenses in a short period of time.

Everyone listened to the continuous rumbling sound above their heads, and they didn't understand who was fighting in the sky, and the momentum was so huge.

Those who have strong eyes still see the clue: "It's Liuheding who doesn't know what to fight with." ”

"I saw it, it was two spiritual weapons duel. "Finally, someone saw through the clouds that the two illusory machine spirits were right.

Liu looked up at the sky with one hand, and said to the sky with disgust: "Can you hurry up, it will take you so long to break a tripod." What's the use of asking you. ”

"Master, if I hadn't wanted to subdue this tripod to serve the master, I would have devoured it a long time ago. Thor's Hammer Spirit said very aggrievedly.

"A broken Ding is so disobedient, what are you going to do! Smash it!" Liu Yishou said.

With the master's words, Thor's hammer no longer has any worries, and his whole body is thunderous and radiant. The rumbling sound resounded even more throughout the world.

Thor's hammer turned into a thunder dragon, and with a roar of "Ang", a swoop rushed towards Liuheding.

Liuheding even took the ten miles of heaven and earth for his own use, and rushed towards the thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon opened its mouth and exerted the power of devouring, how did the Liuhe Ding use the power of heaven and earth for his own use, but he was still devoured by the thunder dragon.

"Master, I want to spend time refining this innate spirit treasure. Be sure to surprise the host then. But if you want to fall asleep in a short time, please ask your master's permission!" said the Mjolnir's Hammer.

"Go ahead!" Ryu waved indifferently.

The spirit of the machine turned into a white light and disappeared into the center of Liu's eyebrows.

It's a pity that an innate spirit treasure is gone, and Liu Yishou is inevitably a little distressed.

At this time, in the Refining Hall of the Temple, Li Jiu'er, the Duobao Saint, suddenly had another heartache, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The disciples were frightened when they saw this, and hurriedly took the healing medicine and gave it to the teacher.

"I'm fine, I don't need any medicine, you all go down first!" Li Jiu'er closed his eyes and waved his hand at the disciples.

Bang!

When the disciples were all gone, Li Jiu'er smashed the coffee table in front of him with a slap, and roared angrily: "Who the hell dares to rob me of Li Jiu'er's things." I'm going to go to the Ancient Wilderness to see for myself when such a great character came out on the Great Wilderness Star. ”

Li Jiu'er stepped out of the refining hall, rode his own frog beast, and rushed towards the desolate ancient world.

Liu stomped on the ground with one hand and one foot, shaking Zhanpeng's body out of the ground. Raised his hand and threw it at Huang Tian's feet.

"Take the body back and let the disciples out. ”

"Senior Brother Xie Liu avenges our shame. Huang Tian saluted deeply with one hand.

"Senior Brother Xie Liu avenges our shame. Dozens of Xuankong Mountain disciples also saluted Liu.

"Yellow Sky +300"

"Zuo Xiaotian's opinion +300"

"Lin Feng's Opinion +500"

For a while, the favorability swished upward, and Liu Yishou wanted to roll on the spot with joy in his heart, this favorability turned out to be a good person!

That's simple, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples in Xuankong Mountain! Each person contributes a few hundred points a day, then he is not a millionaire every minute.

Meng Fei was stupid, what's wrong today, he was fine during the day, and he also understood the first sword god mural, which was originally a happy thing. Why did it get to dusk, and he began to be unlucky, losing two spiritual treasures one after another, and it was strange that the master knew that he didn't kill himself.

It's not important, the important thing is that Zhanpeng is dead.

Who is Zhan Peng? Others don't know, but he, Meng Fei, knows that this Zhan Peng is the illegitimate son of the hall master and his old man.

This time, more than 100 elites died with the team, and even Zhanpeng died, and he definitely couldn't survive when he went back.

After thinking about it, Meng Fei decided to fight with Liu.

But when he opened his eyes, there was still the shadow of Liu Yishou, and he didn't know where he had gone.

"Kill me," Meng Fei roared at his disciple.

"Brother Meng Fei, the overall situation is important. "Haixin Pavilion led the captain to persuade the elder to come over to persuade him.

"Why do you make me focus on the overall situation? If it's not that you Haixin Pavilion is dead, you will be happy?" Meng Fei glared angrily.

The turmoil was disgusting, and kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, which deserved your bad luck, but you didn't dare to offend the temple, so naturally you couldn't say what was in your heart.

"Brother Meng Fei, it's not that I'm going to destroy your prestige, I dare to guarantee that in this abyss, so many of us may not be able to beat others. ”

"Then let him run amok, and we won't have anything to do. Meng Fei stomped on the stones on the soles of his feet, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm unwilling." ”

"Naturally, he can't be unbridled and arrogant. Feng Bo's evil eyes showed a fierce light: "Brother Meng Fei, you know that there is a cave mansion behind the last painting in the Sword God Canyon! There are the most outstanding masters of our various sects for thousands of years, as long as they let them make a move, I am afraid that they will not be able to take that kid." ”

"But we can't get in! Those five pictures are something we can understand. Meng Fei was depressed, he had been here for several days, and he had only been able to understand the first mural, and it was not easy to enter the cave.

"Haha, Brother Meng Fei, you and I naturally can't do it, but someone can. The storm burst out laughing.

"Who is so talented?" Meng Fei asked.

"Brother Ye, how many murals have you realized now?"

Ye Qiushui didn't want to provoke the gods and demons, but when he heard the turmoil and evil questions towards him, he could only say: "Don't dare to hide the two, my junior brother has always been obsessed with swordsmanship, and now he is already in the fourth mural." ”

When everyone heard this, they all gasped.

The Sword Sect is about to have another sword saint in the rhythm, Meng Fei and Feng Bo Evil glanced at each other, this sword idiot must not stay in the future.