Xiang Huafei roared, staring at the little poisonous girl in the ring like a broken doll.

"Amitabha, Goryu (

e

g), admit defeat, and ask the female donor to give the antidote. The golden robe monk spoke.

Bang!

"I recognize ......" Wu Neng didn't finish his words, and fell into the ring.

"Haha, cough, dare to hurt my big treasure two treasures, the antidote is a fairy stone, I want a medium grade! It's only useful to eat 10 pieces! Miao Tiantian lay on the ground and laughed.

"Master Miao, human nature is greedy, so do it yourself." The great monk threw out ten immortal stones.

"Silly big man, come on, carry me down." Miao Tiantian threw out a jade bottle.

The envoy of the Immortal Realm had just left the ninth district with the Lord of Wei Mountain for less than half an hour.

The True Buddha of the Western Regions Mountaineering.

Led by the Dharma Protector of the One Buddha Gate Lingshan, launch a challenge!

A monk made a move and lost forty-seven mountains in a row.

The eunuch mountain in the world is embarrassed!

The envoy of the Immortal Dynasty, who had not yet left, had fire in his eyes, and called out the masters of the retreat out of the starry sky battleship.

In the first battle, Tang Feiyan, who was ranked thirteenth, was defeated in the ring and was turned into a poisonous man.

The majestic monk practices the most ordinary "King Kong Fist" of Buddhism, and the realm of the great martial artist can be described as invulnerable.

Tang Feiyan, who was killed with one sword, burst out to the limit, and could only enter the flesh for three points, lightly injuring the enemy.

In the second battle, the poisonous scorpion snake female Miao Tian Tian Tian was defeated and lost, which was a draw.

However, the Immortal Dynasty has already lost forty-eight games!

"I'll come, you get out!" Xiang Huafei jumped into the ring and pointed to a monk who resembled Wu Ryu.

"Amitabha, the little monk Wukun, is Wuryu's own brother." The equally majestic monk looked at the leading master.

"Go ahead! Let this benefactor teach you, the true Buddha is furious. "The great monk of the golden robe was distressed by the immortal stone thrown out.

Not long after the True Buddha occupied Lingshan, he established contact with the Upper Realm Buddhism, every immortal stone.

They are all gifts from the true Buddha, and they have been ......

"Buddha Fury Vajra!" Wu Kun shouted, and the golden angry Arhat appeared in the air, becoming one with him.

"Roar!" Xiang Huafei roared and charged wildly.

Boom, bumper!

Golden light, blood light exploded in the ring.

The exploding ape and the arhat attacked each other frantically, and the battle entered a climax in seconds, and neither of them had the slightest intention of defense.

"Damn, Brother Fei has met a strong enemy!"

"This group of monks is too strong, right?"

"Brother Sanguo, why don't you go up?"

"The time has not come, I, there is no doubt that it is a secret weapon, and the monk will not be able to do it." Ma Sanguo touched his chin and looked at the ring.

"Roar!" Wu Kun suddenly roared as a Buddhist lion.

Roar, roar, roar!

What was ushered in was a roar that tore through the air, and the blood-colored storm ape took out a mine pickaxe and smashed it hard.

"Amitabha, live ......"

"He, didn't admit defeat!" Dongfang Jing tiptoed a little and stopped the golden monk.

Bang, poof!

The huge head exploded, and Xiang Hua Fei looked down with a bloody face.

"Next!"

"Donor, if you are too murderous, the Buddha will ......"

"Will you, more than 40 people, all of them were injured, more than 30 people were seriously injured, and seven of them died not long after getting out of the ring, are you a bad pen?" Waving at Hua Fei, the ancient treasure sent by the boss taunted.

"Amitabha, enlighten the mirror, go to transcend this benefactor who has entered the demons." The leading monk's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Yes, Master."

A white and pure monk with a small distance between his eyes rose into the air and stepped into the ring.

"I admit defeat, haha, the boss said, how capable he is to do a lot of things, come to a little white face to him!" Xiang Huafei unexpectedly jumped out of the ring.

"I," Mu Yueyue pulled out her machete and was about to go on stage.

"Your injuries aren't healed yet, I'll go." Xu Shijie flew out first.

Scold!

The silver sword is out of the sheath, and the sword of the swordsman in Tsing Yi is like a rainbow.

Scandium, scandium!

The cross-eyed Wujing, raising his hand a little bit, and then a little, seemingly dancing at random, actually blocked all the sword light.

"It's time for a little monk."

Call!

A breeze made a bloody mark appear on Xu Shijie's face, and he reacted slowly.

The skull has hit the ground.

"What a "Wind Finger", I have a sword! I throw in the towel! Xu Shijie slashed out a sword and flew out of the ring.

Scold!

The strange sword light swept through, and the Wujing touched the blood marks on his fingers, but he didn't expect the enemy to be so cunning.

"The next one, you can go up to two, it's too weak."

"Zhang Zhen, An Xiaohai, go up and kill him!" It's not a big deal to look at Huafei's excitement.

"Come on!" Zhuge Liang flew into the ring with a swish.

"I'm coming!" Xiang Huafei jumped up murderously.

"Wujing, Hugh is unreasonable, how can the battle in the ring be child's play?" Master Jin hurriedly stopped it.

"What? Does the Lingshan True Buddha also put horses? him! Zhuge Liang plucked out his ears and spilled a handful of top-grade spirit stones.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Haha, little monk, don't admit defeat!" Xiang Hua Fei wheeled Gu Bao and rushed towards the Enlightenment Mirror who was imprisoned by the formation.

Sonor!

A pickaxe chiseled into the door of Wujing's head, unexpectedly making a piercing echo.

"Hammer, it turns out that you are really a mirror monk!"

Xiang Huafei's eyes widened, and he slammed his head at the shining mirror.

Scandium, scandium, click!

There was a strange sound, and the mirror light on the door of the mirror appeared cracked.

"Admit defeat, he admits defeat!" Master Jin said excitedly.

"In the ring battle, I didn't say that I would admit defeat, seven died, and there were still six left!" The Immortal Dynasty envoy sighed.

"Good, good! It seems that you are all in the devil, and the next battle, Wu Ke, to purify a demon. Master Jin Yu looked at a monk with an ordinary face.

"Yes."

Overconfident and defense-astonishing, the second one was smashed in the head by a pickaxe.

"Master, this is retribution, come, continue!" The murderous intent in Zhuge conscience has not yet dissipated.

When he learned that the news came out, he happened to see that a little girl in 107 Mountain was beaten and had a breath left, and died after admitting defeat.

"Amitabha, a group of demons, how can you fight in the ring? Please Buddha, surpass them! Master Jin's voice was full of chills.

"Left Protector, the devil is born from the heart, all living beings are equal, and there are demonic thoughts in the heart, if I come to the stage and kill two people to avenge my junior brother, what is the difference between me and the devil?"

The monk with a face like purple gold walked to the ring step by step, and his voice was grand: "Therefore, the little monk Wutong killed them only to get rid of demons, not to take revenge." ”

"Shameless!"

"Kill him!"

"This monk is so shameless, isn't it that he has eaten too many purple gold coins?"

Crash!

With the same tactics, Zhuge Liang didn't say half a word of nonsense, threw out a piece of spirit stone, and the confinement array took shape in an instant.

Xiang Hua Fei wheeled with a blood-stained murder weapon and charged!

Boom, poof!

The imprisoned Wutong was covered in purple light, crushing the large array with absolute strength, and a purple gold glazed fist shadow.

Flew off guard and flew to Huafei.

Strong, this Buddha is terrifying, and he is definitely a peak martial artist.

"Hammer, isn't that Brother Bao's boxing technique?"

"It's different, no dragon scales."

"This is Lingshan's peerless learning, "King Kong Glass Fist", practice to the point of being superb, you can go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, it is said that in order to advance to the martial king, you can forcibly pass through the space storm and not die." Ma Sanguo gave the answer.

"It's not good, admit defeat!"

Boom, click!

Zhuge Liang's immortal vajra array was disintegrated by the purple gold monk with supreme power.

Scandium!

A pickaxe smashed on the back of the monk's head, and Hua Fei's hands were numb, he looked at the little white face and hurriedly spoke: "We recognize ......"

Moo!

A huge Buddha voice echoed, and the two who were about to admit defeat were frozen in the ring.

Wu Tong stepped out, and the bright purple gold fist blasted towards the head of the formation demon.

Burst!