The Little Palace is located behind the Grand Palace, and as the dead Khan said, the new palace is more magnificent, magnificent, and majestic than the old one.

It can be seen that the saying that Tantra is above the royal family is right, the people of Tantra are not just some monks who eat fasting and chant Buddha, but a group of people who represent the highest military power of Mongolia, if these people want to have any idea of the current Mongolian Khan, then no one can resist it, but they do not need to seek the position of Khan at all, because their overall status has always been higher than that of Khan.

After knocking over a few salted fish that could only reach about four or five layers of dragon elephant prajnology, Chen Ziang finally came to the innermost room of the small palace, and the tiles on the ground were all paved with gold and silver, which showed the degree of luxury.

Chen Ziang kicked the door open, only to see an old monk with white hair and a skeleton-like body taking off his robe, and lying on the bed was the little dragon girl who had passed out.

"Phew, I'm still thinking about evil at this age, I'm just a demon monk!" Li Mochou took a sip, but he didn't know that the "skeleton" was not angry but laughed.

"Hey, hey, hey, that bunch of garbage out there didn't stop you? Today, I happened to send another one to the door" The eyes of the old monk wandered among Li Mochou's tall figure, indescribably obscene.

Chen Ziang first looked at the little dragon girl on the bed when she entered the door, fortunately she was still wearing a white dress, but her eyes were closed, obviously caused by some kind of medicine.

"You, an unscrupulous demon monk, are the sect masters of the Tantric Sect? Why didn't I see you in the last war, otherwise I would have been quiet if I killed you directly," Chen Ziang said pretending to be frivolous, but his eyes were quietly looking at this tantric sect master.

He was hunched on his back, the ribs under his armpits were very distinct, and he looked scary, and the exposed skin was also densely covered with age spots, and his hair had long since fallen out, leaving only a bare brain shell.

But in this way, Chen Ziang will not underestimate him, judging a person's strength in the martial arts does not rely on more flesh and less meat, whether he is strong or not, that is the method of judging ordinary people, and the strength of a martial artist is judged by internal force.

Chen Ziang sensed that the internal strength of this demon monk was not under Zhou Botong!

"Hehe, you are the victorious Central Plains people who are called by those fools, right?" The demon monk smiled, and when he laughed, the wrinkles on his face were like a blooming chrysanthemum, which made people feel disgusted.

"Yes, if you old mallet also call the God of War to listen, maybe I will spare your life as soon as my heart softens" Chen Ziang said arrogantly, but he was very cautious in his heart, he just wanted to give this demon monk a feeling that I despise you, and then go all out to fight him.

"If it weren't for the fact that I was in retreat and cultivating during that time, how could it be your kid's turn to be fierce on the battlefield" The demon monk frowned, staring at Chen Ziang with a fierce look in his eyes.

"You mean to be able to completely crush me?" Chen Ziang asked disdainfully.

"Let's let you see the real dragon elephant like a skill" The demon monk moved to Chen Ziang's front at a very fast speed, and waved a palm at him, and all the power of the dragon elephant gathered in his palm.

Chen Ziang has been paying attention to this demon monk, and at the moment he moved his footsteps, he also waved a palm, not the eighteen palms of the dragon, but the palm technique in the dragon elephant prajna gong.

Lao Tzu is going to defeat you with the best kung fu of your tantric sect! Give back to others in their own way.

The aftermath of the two palms directly shook Li Mochou out, she looked at the two of them in shock, she was also considered a top player in the martial arts, but she couldn't even withstand the aftermath when the two were fighting.

The ground under the feet of the two of them was all cracked, Chen Ziang frowned tightly, clenched his teeth to prevent himself from retreating, but he still couldn't stand the huge force and took three steps back.

"Wow" "Wow" "Wow"

Each foot on the ground made a loud noise, stepping on the ground several cracks, and both of them were shocked by the strength of the other.

"You actually reached the eleventh layer of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" Chen Ziang said in disbelief, there are a total of thirteen layers of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King, a master of the Tantric Sect in the Condor Heroes, has only practiced to the tenth layer until he dies, but this demon monk has reached the eleventh layer.

"When did you secretly learn my tantric exercises [Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong]? At a young age, he actually reached the tenth layer? The demon monk was also shocked by Chen Ziang.

"I will not only do this kind of dragon elephant praruo gong" Chen Ziang used a yang finger, an empty Ming fist, a dragon descending eighteen palms and a Dugu nine sword in a row.

Each trick had to be cracked by a demon monk in a different way, but Chen Ziang had been observing how he used the Dragon Elephant to do it while he was fighting.

The shock in the heart of the demon monk is indescribable, each of these is a supreme divine skill, and it takes a lifetime for ordinary people to figure out one, but this person is familiar with every kind of kung fu, and the eighteen palms of the dragon and the nine swords of Dugu have reached the point of reaching the peak.

He's terrible!

"Let's try my trick" Chen Ziang gathered the internal force mixed with the power of the shadow in his palm, and with a deep roar of a dragon, a black dragon slammed into the demon monk.

The demon monk stretched out his hand to block it, but due to his hasty luck, he was directly broken up by the dragon and hit him in the chest.

The demon monk puffed out his mouth to prevent the blood from spitting out, and he completely lost this spit from the momentum.

But, how could he say that he could endure the churning blood, a blood mist sprayed on the ground in front of him, and most of the strength in his body seemed to be taken away at this moment.

Chen Ziang had already avoided it with precautions, otherwise he would have to be spit out blood by this demon monk.

Li Mochou was sure that this was the most exciting fight she had ever seen, and she wanted to help but found that she couldn't intervene at all, so she could only be a silent bystander.

The master moves between the lightning and flint, and if you make a mistake, you will lose all the games.

"I've lost," the old man said decadently, his eyes darkening.

"Do it yourself," Chen Ziang said flatly.

The demon monk glanced at Chen Ziang in a complicated manner, raised his hands and was about to slap his forehead, but suddenly his feet moved to the side of the bed and slapped towards the sleeping little dragon girl on the bed.

Lucky! Chen Ziang did not relax from beginning to end, he kept his eyes on the demon monk, and at the moment he reacted, he came to the bed at the same time, and cut off half of his arm with a sword.

Then a palm slapped him on the body, slamming it into the wall, and the demon monk's terrifying ribs were all broken, and some of them pierced the naked, not thick flesh, exposing the air.

He closed his eyes in utter despair, he never thought that he would one day die at the hands of a young man.

Chen Ziang's luck at this moment was all on his arm, and the sound of a dragon's roar and elephant roaring came from the room, and then his pair of iron fists smashed on the demon monk's head, denting his skull.

"If you die from your Tantric Sect's own dragon elephant prajna, it can be regarded as complete," Chen Ziang said coldly.

Demon monk, the highest cultivator of the world's dragon elephant Prajna Gong, die!