This posture is about to kill the young palace master, but the future boss of the dignified God of War Palace, can he come out and mix without two tricks to press the bottom of the box?

I saw that this young palace master, who was seven feet tall, roared angrily, and his body swelled up as if he was inflated, he was originally a seven-foot tall, but now he was three feet tall, and he opened this true qi cocoon, and the true qi cocoon turned into two true qi walls, sandwiching Lin Zhan in the middle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bairenshan's eyes lit up...... Can this thing grow?

Lin Zhan was like a Hulk transforming, his body swelled a lot, and at this time, the wall of true qi was still clamping him, like two large pieces of translucent bread, clamping a muscular person, like trying to sandwich this person into a meat patty.

However, the True Qi Wall worked hard for a long time, but he still didn't clamp Lin Zhan, but he still turned red all over his body, and his head was hot in a hurry.

The True Qi Wall didn't seem to have made an indifference, and Lin Zhan clearly knew that no matter how hard he tried, as long as he took a step forward, he would turn into a meat pie in an instant.

"Great mercy and compassion of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect Finger Thousand Leaves Hand!"

A magnetic voice recited such a babbling passage, falling from the sky, and by the way, it also brought up a stream of golden light, straight towards the old man's heavenly spirit cover.

The old man was shocked, this move sounded so strange, but the name was very loud.

Thinking of such an old man, several walls of true qi hit the top, directly knocking the dream monk who shouted the slogan just now out nearly a hundred meters away, and at this time, accompanied by the sound of waves hitting the shore, a sword qi reflecting the blue light like blue waves on the earth, slashed down.

Tide sword!

Mu Lanqing slashed into Lin Zhan's true qi wall with a sword, and the close sword blade made Lin Zhan sweat profusely, and then Lin Zhan's body creaked again, as if his bones were about to collapse in dislocation.

With a roar, Lin Zhan stretched open the wall of true qi, jumped up, and jumped far away, while Mu Lanqing also stepped on the water waves, and the phantom left the place heavily, so that the old man could only smash the ground all the way down with a wall of true qi that he smashed down.

Mu Lanqing, who breathed a sigh of relief, trembled a little in his right hand, he originally planned to split the old man with this sword, and he was accumulating his strength to the point where he could barely grasp it. It's just that even so, when Mu Lanqing slashed into the old man's side, when he felt the continuous wall of true qi, he knew that his sword would definitely not be able to slash the old man's face.

So Mu Lanqing made a decisive decision, directly forcibly changed the sword momentum, and changed the direction of the chopping to Lin Zhan, the effect was good, and Lin Zhan was successfully rescued, but Mu Lanqing's hand with the sword at this time could barely hold the sword.

The old man buckled his chin, at this time the monk of Mengyi was confronting him, the monk of Mengyi had three inches of Buddha light on his head, and the golden lotus was surrounded by his feet.

"Amitabha...... The donor ...... "The Dream Relic Monk dodged a whistling true balloon.

"Amitabha, donor, please ......" The monk of the dream relic bent down again, dodging the whistling true balloon.

"Amitabha, donor...... I'll grass you blood mom! The Dream Relic Monk narrowly dodged the True Qi Blade that was three inches under his crotch, and scolded loudly.

The Dream Relic Monk with a Buddha light was like a Dharma protector, and rushed straight towards the old man, and the old man quickly laid down the True Qi Wall Array, just waiting for the Dream Relic Monk to kill him when he approached.

Seeing that the monk was about to enter the range of the True Qi Wall, he suddenly stopped, recited another Buddha name, and shouted.

"Amitabha, Dharma, are you here?"

The old man looked back, there was no one, knowing that he had been fooled, he covered the wall of true qi in front of him to defend it, and then turned his head to look at the monk Mengyi, only to see that the other party had that rippling smile on his face, as if he had eaten a woman's tofu.

"Donor, please look at the back." Monk Mengyi nodded and said.

The old man hit a wall of true qi, ignoring the words of the monk of the dream relic, but behind him was a figure falling from the sky, with a huge footprint of blue true qi condensation, directly smashing more than twenty walls of true qi above the old man, and directly stepping on the old man's heavenly spirit cover.

The sound of bone cracking accompanied by the sound directly turned the old man into a meat puree that was consistent with the ground.

Shan Tongshen shook his left foot and shook the meat from his shoes when he landed.

Seeing the old man's remnant, the monk of Mengyi recited the Dharma number, made a gesture, and said, "I have seen the master of the Shan Alliance." ”

Shan Tongshen glanced at the old man, there was no expression on his indifferent face, and said calmly: "Mengyi, you are very good." ”

The monk of Mengyi smiled, he was just to distract the old man's attention, so he let the single god kill with one blow, otherwise with the old man's combat power, it would be simple for the single god to kill the other party, but the damage caused by the time would be greater than this.

Every bit of destruction caused by such a place where people come and go is that one more group of people dies, or one more group of people become homeless.

Shan Tongshen looked at the building in the distance, his voice was far away, and he said, "Are the three of you still thinking about where to start?" ”

These words were ironic Nero and the three of them couldn't help watching the play, but Bairenshan pouted and shouted loudly.

"Gang leader, don't you feel the meat under your feet moving?"

Shan Tongshen was shocked when he heard this, and he retreated more than 20 meters, and the flesh that the old man's body turned into was like a wriggling worm bud, and began to reassemble, and after a few breaths, the old man stood in place unharmed, and even the clothes on his body were intact.

Seeing this, the monk of the dream lost his sweat and chanted.

"Amitabha...... Is the clutch going to lose their jobs? ”

After saying this, the monk of Mengyi retreated, and withdrew more than 100 meters before stopping.

Shan Tongshen looked at the old man calmly, and the other party still had that lewd smile, and said with his mouth closed.

"Martial arts...... Alliance leader? ”

Shan Tongshen did not nod or shake his head, he disdained to answer this kind of person's question, after the old man finished speaking, Shan Tongshen's figure was like a thunder under the clear sky, and the blue figure instantly rushed towards the old man, and the blue figure suddenly turned into hundreds of blue figures in this fleeting time, attacking from all directions of the old man.

The old man's lewd laughter grew rampant, turning into mud in the attack of the one-way god.

Strange to say, although the old man had turned into flesh again, his laughter still echoed here, and then the flesh was lifted by an invisible force, floating in the air, and then scattered in all directions.

Shan Tongshen stopped the meat paste that ran in all directions, he didn't know what it was, but since the enemy wanted it, then he had to stop it, and Shan Tongshen stopped those meat puree with this thought.

The meat paste gathered into the old man again, but at this time he was missing three fingers, and the old man smiled and said in his mouth.

"It's full of threads...... I've passed ......"

Shan Tongshen stopped in place and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?" ”

The old man was proud like a child who had scored a perfect score, he held his head high and said proudly: "Three fingers can kill people." ”

After saying this, as if in the distance, as if to meet the situation, a few screams and roars, followed by the confrontation of colorful true qi, but it was suppressed by a huge translucent true qi, and then silently.

The old man took a comfortable breath, and he felt that the three fingers he flew out had absorbed several more souls, and those souls turned into true qi and fused on the three fingers he flew out.

Those righteous ghost cultivators in the Infinite Tower are monsters, but those monsters all call the old man a monster......