Pangu stood in place and waited for a while, but Bai Yan did not appear. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Pangu didn't have a trace of worry, he firmly believed that his brother would not die so easily, he was a genius far beyond himself. “

Ha, you've done a good job. It also saves me a lot of effort. An arrogant voice came from all directions.

Pangu then discovered that a fat man was carrying a white-clothed monk on his back. It was said that it was a back, and there was something wrong with it, for the fat man was like a mule and horse, on all fours, dressed in a blue robe, with worn sleeves and knees. The white-clothed monk stood on his broad body, fanning the paper fan, looking unusually chic.

"Move here, waste. The whitefriar exclaimed unceremoniously. The fat man smiled timidly, and turned around with all his might, apparently the weight of the whitefriar was not as light as it seemed.

"Do you want me to do it, or do you want to give me the number plate yourself? The whitefriar's tone was gentle, but his words were very rude. It is as if all the things under heaven are his, and whatever he says is what he should be.

Pangu couldn't see through the other party, and there was a terrifying power lurking in the white-clothed monk's body, so that the Creation Divine Ball in his body, which had not reacted for a long time, also began to beat. Pangu held the blood axe in his hand and said fearlessly, "You can try it." ”

The white-clothed monk chuckled and said, "Okay, if you don't know the height of the sky, this young master will let you have long eyes." With a slight click, he jumped up from the fat man's body. With a wave of the paper fan in his hand, the terrible wind rose on the ground, easily involved the trees in all directions, and Pangu couldn't dodge it, and was also engulfed in it.

The wind formed countless blades, like a meat grinder, cutting at a rapid pace. After a series of ear-piercing metallic sounds, Pangu's voice came from the storm. "If you show some real skills, you can't beat me. A flash of red light flashed, and the storm came to an abrupt end.

The white-clothed monk flashed the attack of the red mang, and watched with some surprise, and the red mang flattened the mountains everywhere he went. It seems that they are underestimating each other. Finally met a decent opponent.

The white-clothed monk straightened his attitude, folded the paper fan and saluted: "It's my rudeness, in the next, the 82nd of the Heavenly Dao Society, and I will go all out below." As soon as Xu Yin fell, he conjured up dozens of figures.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the whitefriar filled the entire open field. "No. 82, the magic of ever-changing, has become small. "The Heavenly Monarch of the Mystic Law said with some self-will. "It's all because the teacher has taught well, the strength of the Heavenly Dao Society, and it is also the result of the teacher's years of painstaking cultivation. Several great monks beside him hurriedly complimented.

Pangu did not feel afraid of the many opponents, but the fire in his heart burned. "Come on, let me try my magical powers. He let out a low roar, swung his terrible blood axe, and rushed forward.

The white-clothed monk did not shy away, and the figures around him surrounded the sky and the sun. Pangu was surrounded on all sides, and every time he struck a blow, he had to be met with countless counterattacks from enemies on all sides.

The white-clothed monk became more and more frightened, this guy's body was so strong that people were speechless. His own melee combat power can also rank in the top ten in the entire Heavenly Dao Society. But when it hit Pangu's body, it was like tickling.

Could it be that his body has cultivated to the eightfold, is it really impossible to make forbidden moves? The whitefriar was taken aback by his conclusion. With his combat power, even if he is dealing with a patrol angel, it is not a problem. I'm afraid of encountering this kind of body cultivator with a rough body and thick flesh.

As soon as he thought of this, the blood axe in Pangu's hand dodged a terrifying red light. Shattering the figures of the four again, Pangu rushed out of the encirclement unscathed, smiled softly, and beckoned to the white-clothed monk in the air.

When had the whitefriar been treated with such contempt, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he withdrew all his figures. When Pangu was puzzled, the white-clothed monk threw the paper fan in his hand into the air. "The wind spirit has descended. ”

The air seemed to freeze all at once, and a terrifying figure appeared from the void. It opened its terrible eyes, like ten thousand rays of thunder. "Wind and lightning strike. The whitefriar roared.

In the void, Zhen Haizi, who was watching the battle, jumped up from his chair. A glint flashed in his eyes, and the yellow shadow on his body loomed. A hand was gently placed on his shoulder, and the Tianji Pavilion Master said softly: "Er'er, don't worry, let you come, there is such an opportunity." ”

Zhen Haizi, who almost ran away, slowly calmed down, he looked at the trial site as if the end was coming, and said softly: "It's just a clone, the origin has not yet come." However, if I can get that fan, I can find the location of the wind spirit. ”

Listening to Zhen Haizi's words, an inexplicable light flashed in the eyes of the Tianji Pavilion Lord, he looked down at a long feather that exposed his sleeves, and said softly: "Alas, I can only see some fragments in the light and shadow, which is still too limited." When will we see through, the whirlpool of fate. ”

The long blue feather, as if hearing his words, shone brightly. The strange thing is that the people around don't seem to see this, and the figure of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Lord seems to be hiding in another time and space.

Only the Wonderful Law Heavenly Monarch in the chrome car suddenly turned his head thoughtfully, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

The place of trial is as if it has been reshaped. All the trees and rocks are gone. If it weren't for the forbidden law in the Heavenly Realm, it is estimated that the entire trial ground would have disappeared. The white-clothed monk stood in the air, his face a little pale. For him, this decision was also a burden to burn his life.

At last, the white-clothed monk raised his face to the sky, imagining the reward that the Heavenly Monarch had given him, and the praise of countless people for him. He was intoxicated, imagining this wonderful scene. A figure slowly stood up from the dust.

"You thought it was over, it was just a warm-up for us colders. Pangu, who was scarred all over his body, exhaled lightly and said, "Heaven and earth are together." The Mystic Law Heavenly Monarch in the void also felt a little uneasy.

A mysterious and huge force was awakening, and he only transmitted a trace of spiritual power. The monk, whose origin was unknown, was like a god descending into the world, and his spiritual power suddenly increased rapidly.

"Open the sky. Pangu shouted softly, the inconspicuous axe showing a terrible red glow. A huge axe figure came towards the whitefriar, and the whitefriar was horrified to find that his mind was captured and he couldn't move.

"Little thief, you dare. "The Heavenly Monarch of the Mystic Law was so angry that he actually did it himself. A terrifying golden light struck down from the void. But it was easily blocked by a halo outside the selection place.

Only then did the Mystic Law Heavenly Monarch remember that there was a forbidden law set by that being in the place of selection. Monks above the Angel Patrol cannot enter at all. All attacks outside are also canceled by the halo. Thinking of this, the Miaofa Heavenly Monarch couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

The Miaofa Heavenly Monarch could only watch, and the subordinates he selected were forced to block Pangu's earth-shattering blow. Between life and death, the whitefriar's eyes turned red, and he ripped off the paper fan.

The wind spirit manifested itself again, and the last trace of its strength neutralized Pangu's attack. Just as the whitefriar was rejoicing, a terrible hammer shattered his head from behind.

The fat man held a heavy shield and stepped on him with a sinister smile. A small lotus flower, blooming, showed that the dumb monk was watching all this in surprise.

At this time, a light door was opened, and Bai Yan walked out of it. His breath became a little strange, weak and strong, and his eyes turned red. He watched all this with some amazement, and didn't react yet.

"The final rule of this selection is that only the person with the most number plates can go to the heavenly realm. The indifferent voice of the Mystic Law Heavenly Monarch resounded in the air. When the fat Taoist heard this, he hurriedly put down the number plate in his hand and quickly stepped back.

Pangu looked up at his friend, his brother. This man, who never bowed his head, pleaded bitterly: "Ah Yan, let me go." Lu Er is still waiting for me, there is no here, he must be in the heavenly realm. I promised Ah Ye that I would definitely find him. ”

Hearing his words, Bai Yan didn't know what to say for a while, he stood there speechless for a long time. He wanted to help his brother so much that even if he had to cut off the flesh for him, he wouldn't say a word.

The countless familiar words seemed to ring in his ears. No, everyone's revenge still needs him to avenge, if I can't take revenge, what's the point of my life. Let me fight everything.

Bai Yan lowered his head and laughed miserably: "Agu, this time it really won't work. When Pangu heard this, his face stiffened, he trembled a little and grasped the axe in his hand, and said for a long time: "Then let's make a break like in the cold land." ”