The monks in the plum blossom dock were alarmed by the fierce battle on the bank of the Eight Immortals, and when they came out to check, Wangshu Zhenjun, a rookie on the righteous path, was impressively listed.

She quickly caught up with the two Yuanying monks who were still famous in the plum blossom dock, and went up and said, "Fellow Daoists, slow down, I don't know what happened in front of me?" ”

"I don't know, I'm going to check it out."

After the two answered, Jiang Wangshu thanked him and ran to the low-flying Jindan monk below.

"Looking at Shu in the next place, can you know what is happening in front of you?"

Jiang Wangshu was dressed in white clothes and white hair, awe-inspiring like a fairy, so that the two Jindan monks could see it, and it took him a long time to react, and he hurriedly shook his head.

Before they could say anything, Jiang Wangshu found that two yuan babies were coming from behind, and she appeared directly in front of the people.

"Fellow Daoists, slowly, in the lower scattered cultivation Wangshu, there seems to be a big war ahead, please be cautious."

"Looking at Shu below, ...... ahead"

"In Xia Wangshu, may I ask ......"

"Looking down at the Shu ......"

Jiang Wangshu ran around everywhere, cordial and enthusiastic, whether it was Yuanying Monk or Jindan Monk, even the one who built the foundation, he had to greet him when he saw it.

When the Iron Palm Master found that Dongyue was in trouble, and rushed to the battlefield from the Plum Blossom Dock, Jiang Wangshu was with the other two Yuanying elders of the Eight Immortal Cultivation Families.

"Adversary dares!"

The Iron Palm Master shot out angrily, but he was still a step too late, and his extremely violent palm wind not only extinguished the Netherworld Ghost Fire all over the mountains, but also Dongyue, who was burned to the point that there might be a little scum.

I can't get it back, and there is no way to rescue it.

Jiang Yuebai used Jiang Wangshu's identity to follow the two Yuanying elders of the Yan clan and the Liu clan, and when he approached the battlefield with the large army, he was seeing this scene.

The man in the iron palm danced wildly, his face turned blue with anger, and the anger collided violently with the air, and violent shocks erupted around him, sneering and screaming.

Jiang Wangshu stepped forward slightly, and when he saw the man in green clothes and white hair wearing a black mask in the sky above the battlefield, he took three steps back and shouted in horror in the crowd.

"That's the female devil who has been famous lately, and there is not a single grass left everywhere she passes, and the poisonous hand Rakshasa is sinking and scattering people!!"

Everyone was attracted by her voice, and the Yuanying Monk may not have heard of it, but many Jindan Monks and Zhuji Monks changed their faces one after another.

Among them, there was a Jindan monk who squeezed out of the crowd, and it happened to be the person who tried to snatch Lei Qian a few days ago, and was almost killed by the Shen Zhou Sanren.

"That's right! It's her, it's her, it's her! A few days ago, he killed several people in the upper reaches of the Jiuxiao River, and the methods were extremely cruel! ”

While everyone was talking, the Iron Palm Master had already shot angrily at the sinking boat in mid-air.

"Adversary, the deity will break your body into ten thousand pieces today!"

The man in the iron palm blasted out, and the air was like a cloth being directly torn apart by the palm wind, leaving jagged void cracks, and the extremely violent power instantly condensed into an unshakable giant palm like a mountain, and blasted towards Jiang Yuebai mercilessly.

The power of that palm made the onlookers tremble, as if they had seen the insignificant Jiang Yuebai being blasted into powder.

Everyone didn't notice that Jiang Wangshu and Shen Zhousanren in the crowd frowned and clenched their fists at the same time.

Jiang Yuebai, who was a person who was a person who was a sinking boat, did not retreat, withdrew the divine thoughts on the body of the crowd, and instantly transferred the column shortage, Xiao Lu and the black bee swarm to the Liantai Cave Heaven.

She was engrossed, Yan Jia added her body, urged the condensing mirror, sacrificed the Yuan magnetic ruler, and her white hair turned into thousands of white vines dancing wildly in the wind, quickly winding her body into a cocoon.

The surging Yuan Magnetic Black Sand rolled upside down like a river, rising from the ground and slamming into a giant palm.

Jiang Yuebai was instantly shattered by the two layers of protection of the Yuanci Black Sand and the White Vine Cocoon, and in the face of the surging force that was enough to crush her into blood foam in an instant, Jiang Yuebai gritted her teeth and shouted, and all the strength in her body poured out without reservation.

The Nether Ghost Fire above the flame armor was violently extinguished by the palm wind, and the condensing mirror hidden in her chest tried its best to absorb the power of the giant palm, but most of it still hit her.

Jiang Yuebai's body began to shatter irresistibly, as if the flesh and blood had been cut off by countless knives together, the whole person was dripping with blood, and the bones also made an unbearable sound, and the cracks spread.

She tried to absorb the remaining power into her spine, but the destructive power of the peak of the transformation was too strong, and she didn't have time to absorb and transform it, and she had already begun to cause damage to her body.

Within the same level, she swallowed everything.

Once she transcended a great realm, the intensity and concentration of that power would not be something she could solve in an instant, and would crush her before she could devour her.

Jiang Yuebai didn't know how much force the Iron Palm Master had used, but she now knew that in the face of the peak of the Transformation God, she couldn't catch a single move.

After enlightenment, Jiang Yuebai immediately released the spatial prohibition stored in the sea of knowledge, and his entire body turned into nothingness, and the power of the iron palm penetrated through his body.

This process is very long for Jiang Yuebai, but for the onlookers, it is only a moment.

In an instant, the iron palm pierced her body!

Rumble!

The extremely powerful force exploded in an instant, setting off ripples that crushed the entire heaven and earth, and the void storm poured into it irresistibly.

The heavens and the earth shook, the explosion was shocking, the hurricane swept like a dragon, frantically strangled everything around, and the onlookers were shocked and hurriedly retreated.

The entire place where the battle was fought was blown through, and it was too late to repair the laws of the realm, and several mountains in the distance were also razed to the ground under that palm, and the smoke and dust filled the sky, leaving only a terrifying pit in the shape of a palm.

But what shocked everyone even more was that only the Shen Zhou Sanren in the early stage of the Yuan Infant actually survived in the face of the peak of the god transformation!

It's just impossible!

I saw her fall to the bank of the river in embarrassment, her tattered clothes were stained with blood, and when she raised her head suddenly, the black iron mask on her face was shattered and fell, revealing a cold face.

Black eyebrows and apricot eyes, flaming red lips, and a red birthmark from the corner of the right eye to the sideburns, lined with her porcelain white skin and blood-dyed white hair, like a red plum blooming in the snow, with a kind of 'proud snow and a plum, Ling Han opens alone' strong and unyielding.

Some people in the crowd unconsciously looked at Wang Shu Zhenjun, both of them had white hair, and their eyes were indeed somewhat similar, but white hair was not uncommon in the cultivation world, some people because of the exercises, some people because of their physique, and some people because of their good looks, their hair would show a variety of different colors.

Moreover, the faces of the people who have sunken boats are mature, like a jar of aged wine, revealing a strong feeling.

On the other hand, looking at Shu Zhenjun, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old face is immature and clear, the temperament is elegant and unstained, elegant as a fairy, and the righteousness is compelling.

The gap between the two is very obvious!

In mid-air, the Iron Palm Master looked at Jiang Yuebai, who was still alive, in shock, revealing an expression of disbelief, but he quickly sensed the fluctuation of the power of space, and immediately narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent surged.

Jiang Yuebai got up from the ground, staggered to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, faced the wind, and laughed like a female demon.

"Iron Palm Gelding, you even have a ghost with broken sleeves! If you want to kill me, in the next life! ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yuebai, who was a sinking boat and a scattered person, directly cut through the ripples of space and escaped into it.

The man in the iron palm was shocked by the words just now, and slowed down, and when he reacted, Jiang Yuebai had already disappeared.

Thinking of those words, the iron palm was so angry that he trembled, and his anger rushed to the crown, and he was furious.

"Adversary, deity...... The deity will drain your soul and refine your soul, crush your bones and scatter ashes! ”

With a monstrous anger, the Iron Palm Man broke through the sky and disappeared, continuing to chase Jiang Yuebai.

Under the stars of the night, all the onlookers were half-open, with shocked expressions, as if they were petrified and motionless.

That's a bit informative just now......