Chapter 142; Da Luo Shen Fist
"If I hadn't taken the "Burning Life Pill", I would definitely not be his opponent, or the altar master had the foresight, and I could see at a glance that this shaft was the bloodline of the family, and now I have the blessing of the pill, and my combat power has increased several times, even if he is a child of the family and has the blessing of the power of the bloodline, I may not have a chance of winning. ”
Looking at the golden armor giant standing behind him, his every move is synchronously connected with the golden armor giant, and under the backdrop, Luo Ming, who is as radiant as a young god, the right protector of the altar is not curbing the medicinal power in the body!
He was originally afraid that taking the "Burning Life Pill" would lose too much lifespan, so he took the initiative to suppress part of the medicinal power, but now facing a child of a family who has stimulated the power of the bloodline and cultivated to the same level as himself, he had to fight to the death to withdraw the suppression, allowing the residual medicinal power in his body to stimulate the big acupoints around him and squeeze his martial arts potential.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
The power of the surge again, to the eight veins of the right protector of the dividing altar, the flesh and body shell burst, his forehead is covered with green tendons, and the blood vessels outside the skin are also revealed, with him as the source, the true qi is rolling, mighty like smoke, that is urged by the medicinal power, and the crazy growth of qi and blood has also become a wolf smoke swaying on the top of the head of the right protector of the dividing altar.
"Left side! The power obtained from external forces, how can it be comparable to the bloodline of my Luo family. ”
Luo Ming never put this right protector of the same level of cultivation in his eyes, the children of the high-ranking family, seeing that everyone is a lowly ant, he put his five fingers together, turned into a hand knife, and swept the right protector of the dividing right, and the wind hunted loudly, and there was a fierce aura to cut off the right protector of the dividing altar.
The most terrifying thing is the golden armor giant standing behind Luo Ming, reflected by the power of the bloodline, its movements are synchronized with Luo Ming, when Luo Ming slashed at the enemy, the golden armor giant also pulled out the mountains and rivers and waved the golden giant sword that was as huge as the entire body, and incomparably slashed towards the torso of the right protector of the altar.
"Stacked Waves!" The right protector of the altar pushed his hands flatly, pushing his huge qi and blood, the vast true qi, outlining the tide and tide, the sound of the stormy waves, and the palm power that swept out, layer upon layer, stretching endlessly, this is an extremely exquisite and superb martial arts, which can send out its own palm power like a tide.
Buzz!
The golden giant sword was indestructible, falling into the endless, feminine palm like a swamp tide, peeling off the cocoon, even removing the edge, and still having the remaining strength, crackling and tilting to Luo Ming's body, Luo Ming, who was released from the body of the true qi in an instant, although he was not substantially injured, he also jumped like thunder, and roared fiercely.
“…… Lowly...... Dirty ...... of ants...... Bed bugs, dare to resist me...... Rebel against me, who has a noble blood in my veins...... I'm going to stomp you to death! ”
Luo Ming's voice was hoarse, and he fell into the eyes of the right protector of the altar, and for a while, the latter was a little unclear who was the innate rebel.
"Stacked Waves! Big waves! ”
The right protector of the dividing altar of the mind, the corner of his mouth sneered, he wanted to take advantage of the shouting and losing his mind in front of the children of the family, and send out his strongest blow, if he can win the children of this family, the general altar may give a wisp of innate qi, so that he can step into the nine heavens to become the innate realm!
Bang bang bang! Boom Boom!
The muscles of the arm agitated, and the internal force of the qi and blood of the whole body was all pushed to the extreme, causing blood to flow out of the nostrils, eyes, ears, and mouth.
"Humble Bedbug ......"
Luo Ming raised his head high, his eyes looking down with disdain for the right protector of the altar.
"Da Luo Divine Fist!"
Fang Ping, who was watching the battle, the hairs outside his body stood up, and Luo Ming's fist became as bright and blazing as gold, straight and straight, and he bombarded forward invincibly, like a round of the big sun hanging high for nine days, quickly evaporating the layers of layers, and the torrent of palm power like a big wave was unabated, and it bombarded the head of the right protector of the altar.
“…… What kind of boxing technique, the family martial arts? The right protector of the altar swirled under his feet, his body moved, and he didn't dare to fight with the fist that was as bright as the sun.
However, Luo Ming's speed was faster, his feet were shining, and he deceived himself to the target one step at a time, and he raised his fist and boomed, unable to avoid the right protector of the altar, and his true qi slapped his palms all over his body, and with an instant collision, the two of them were shaken out by a huge wave that rushed to the sky.
Lose both? Not really.
Luo Ming, who flew out upside down, was full of energy, laughing wildly, and the right protector of the altar who was punched by him collapsed, lying on the ground in the distance covered in blood.
"Bed bugs can never be compared to the Kunpeng that soars over the Nine Heavens!"
Luo Ming laughed wildly, as if he was a winner.
"That punch was infused with the power of his bloodline."
Fang calmly thought about who had a better chance of winning against this Luo Ming at this time.
A wave of unevenness rose again and again, a deafening sound was heard in the distance, the mountain stone exploded, the ground collapsed, and two figures appeared in the ruins and stones, one was the rampaging white mountain, and the other was the altar master who was covered with black and green tendons.
The two of them have fought for hundreds of rounds in this moment, and each other's indestructible bodies are covered with wounds, but there is no slump in momentum.
"Rubbish! After taking the elixir given by the lord of this altar, he was defeated so quickly. ”
The altar master glanced at the seriously injured right protector, his eyes were full of disappointment, he didn't expect the right protector to defeat the children of the family who had the power of blood flowing in his body, he just wanted the right protector to hold on for a few more hours, and give him free hands to solve the great enemy of the same level as Bai Shan.
Who would have thought that the Right Protector would be defeated so quickly, if the children of that family swept the formation from the side, he would have to devote some of his energy to it.
"Oh? Are you worried that I will help? Luo Ming was keenly aware of the altar master's worries, "Then you are thinking too much, Baishan's seniors are highly respected and have profound skills, how can I let my junior help?" ”
"The old man naturally doesn't need you to help me!" Bai Shan retorted with a glaring glare, and then used all his strength.
Let the altar master shatter the Qinglong phantom, the mountain monarch phantom, re-condensed outside the two arms of Baishan, the old comrade arms around the Qinglong Mountain Jun phantom, the two palms formed a fist mark and bombarded the altar master, the dragon and tiger and the sound resounded throughout the universe.
The altar owner realized that the old guy was going to fight hard, and when life and death were at stake, he didn't have time to delay with the old guy, so he used some kind of secret method to meet the white mountain, and the two fought together for the final competition.
(End of chapter)