The strange-shaped meniscus knife in his hand oozed a miserable cold light, and disappeared into the air with a finger, but unfortunately, the huge transparent crescent-shaped arc of light brought out by the arc that slid out was extremely clear under Duan De's divine sense, and it had already turned into a breeze and disappeared when his body moved.

One of them had already looked back at the battlefield behind him, but his body crashed straight into the pitch-black whirlpool that appeared out of thin air, and with a scream, it gradually shrank into Duan De's palm.

The other didn't run away, but also released the Dao technique on the side, half of the sky was filled with inexplicable Dao rhyme, Duan De, who didn't understand it before, now sees the Tao like watching TV, and he doesn't feel like a fart across the screen.

It's not that the Dao technique is useless to him, but the Dao technique at this stage is useless to him, the crescent moon drew an arc through the Dao technique of another monk, cutting out a linear fracture, which shows that this powerful Duan De is afraid that it will be enough to resist it.

As soon as his Dao technique was issued, he had already broken away from the target locked by his spiritual sense, so that the hearts of the two of them had fallen to the bottom, and they were looking for death!

Whether it is spiritual consciousness or divine consciousness locking, there are drawbacks, too much higher than you can't be locked at all, and they can't be locked with the Tao, and the eyes are locked on that pure nonsense.

The real master generally relies on the feeling, this thing is a kind of ethereal perception of the combination of the five senses of the human being and the tactile sense of the extension of the soul, there are naturally strong, and there are also acquired, the key is that this thing is also like the Tao, you have to believe it!

There are not many things that can be done, and the monk is still accustomed to spiritual or divine consciousness locking moves, and the accuracy rate is more than eighty percent, which is enough, and if you encounter those two percent, then ask for more blessings.

The screams of their companions woke them up and turned their heads to look, not to mention the fear and regret in their hearts, I am still a super devil who eats alive and swallows the magic weapon of clothes in one go!

The two glanced at each other, turned around and ran, only hating the master for not putting wings on him, for them who couldn't fly and bounce, Duan De couldn't run out even if they let them have a cup of tea!

Originally, the three of them could play with Duan De together, but now it's okay, the sneak attack turns into a fight, and the fight is chased and killed, and only one of the two who chased and escaped without chasing was left, a child's play.

Duan De's hand of destruction had already descended on the head of the last guy, and he had to take it back, and he stepped on this guy with one foot, blasting out a huge crater like a cannonball, obviously the defensive magic weapon was not much different from not having it in the eyes of his refining master.

The right palm met the golden lion's head that hit the side, and the thick trilling sound like Hong Zhong Dalu came out far away, and the guy below was just above the energy impact emitted by the collision, and he was already seriously injured and his defense magic weapon was shattered, and he watched the energy wave sweep over him in despair, and then, without it, exploded directly into pieces.

Non-physical cultivators don't have true yuan shields and defensive magic weapons, their flesh is no stronger than porcelain in Duan De's eyes, and they will shatter when they touch it, and at this time, Duan De's anger that was about to disappear once again rushed straight to the sky!

It was a monk who stopped him, well, he had a fight with Tang Seng, his face was like a crown of jade, his nose was like a hanging gall, his lips were like grease, his ears were big, and his star-like dark eyes stared straight at the puddle of minced meat below with a little compassion.

Duan De's exercises were fully opened, and the minced flesh slowly turned into dust: "Tang Seng is right! Lao Tzu is very angry now, today I want to see if your flesh can live forever!"

Disorganized, the dantian sank, exhaled and condensed a sense of anger in the waist and abdomen, and the flying stones that stayed under his feet cracked, and exploded into powder with a bang, but Duan De was already in front of the monk, the monk put his hands together, and the golden light all over his body soared to form a hundred-zhang tall giant golden bell phantom outside the body.

The Sanskrit text on it circulated, and countless Bodhisattvas who were sitting or lying, the light and shadow of the Arhats were bright and dark, and their eyes were closed tightly and they exhaled: "Well, huh!" At the same time, he raised his right palm and his right palm and two golden swastikas overlapped each other and slapped forward, 'poof'~~~

The loud sound of the long explosion of the void spread for hundreds of miles, and all the suspended mountains in the surrounding area of dozens of miles instantly turned into powder, and the diffused dust covered the sky, and the soil below that had been 'eaten' into white ground by Duan De turned up a circle of more than ten zhang of circular soil waves into the distance.

Duan De stood where the monk had been, the muscles of his right arm burst open, and the blood was dripping but did not fall, including the shattered blood mist quickly gathered in the damaged right arm, submerged in it, and a larger range of essence was pulled by the invisible whirlpool, and the right palm was not damaged, originally every time the spell was cast, only the part below the wrist would be black, and at this time, the black had overflowed the wrist.

The hand of destruction that was as black as a black hole looked a little blurry, and Duan De, whose momentum did not decrease but rose, his face was calm, and his fierce eyes stared at the monk who was knocked into the depths of the earth, the golden bell was broken, the swastika was also broken, and his right arm was shattered, but Duan De knew that this was not much of an effect.

In addition to the loss of the monk's right arm, the internal injury should not be serious, he is very cool now, this kind of full force collision pleasure is more intoxicating than that at any time, this, is this the feeling of power explosion?

As the momentum of the accumulation became stronger and stronger, Duan De's right arm was no longer visible, and his right arm turned into a black hole that absorbed any light, and even his eyes could be pulled in, and a messy area of dozens of miles was completely destroyed.

The left hand stretched out and clenched his fist in a circle, bursting out with energy, turning into a scarlet fist: "Monk, do you want to wait for you to go back and give birth to a baby and fight again?" Duan Ye's broken hand is already hungry and thirsty!"

The ground began to shake, followed by a flip, and then a large area surged, Duan De's eyes were excited and the streamer floated out of his eyes, his mouth was full of white teeth, and the corners of his mouth pulled out with confidence, this punch Lao Tzu didn't blow you up, I'm sorry for the audience!

The moment the earth rushed to the sky, Duan De turned into a tangible sharp cone and slammed straight into it! This blow was even tougher and more fierce than the previous blow, striking out all the depression in Duan De's chest, hammering out the arrogant demeanor of body cultivation, and sounding the sound of striking iron that shook the heavens and the earth!

Duan De went to be incomparably violent, like a raptor going to sea, he came out even more chic, more posture and momentum than being blown away by an earthworm, at least his broken hand was now in addition to a black palm, from the wrist to the shoulder, even the bones were like bursting bamboo.

Wait, wait! It seems that the big arm bones are all one? Not to mention this, Duan De drew a perfect ultra-distant parabola, and fell into the mountain one hundred and thirty miles away, and the smoke and dust in the sky revealed the power of the 'Gustav' cannon.

The scattered dust also lifted a golden figure into the sky, and then the energy wave turned by Duan De's punch came to boost, and the golden figure turned into a point of light and disappeared into the sky, and the energy wave pushed away the mud and rocks of the surging land, revealing a black metallic luster, and retreated into the deeper soil with the ripples.

When it reappeared, he found that this was not the centipede essence that Duan De had been waiting for for a long time? The two blood-red curved giant claws were like a sickle magnified a hundred times, but the difference was that the barbs existed in the entire chela, the first segment was larger than the pincers, and I don't know how many oval compound eyes there were, each of which was not as big as a sea bowl.

The hissing sound emitted by the large, hideous 'cutlery' that was eaten by the sonic part did not sound loud, but as the remnants of dust and gravel swept away by the sound waves, it was clear that this should be an infrasonic attack.

There was a dented fist mark in the middle of the huge head, yes, the trap was only five feet deep, and the viscous yellow sauce exposed by some cracks around it obviously shook some brains, and I don't know if the centipede brain grew here.

It was very painful, and it hissed twice, thinking that it was going to come out to find the culprit and avenge the hammer, but I didn't expect this thing to bully the soft and afraid of the hard, and it screamed and retreated into the ground without a trace, and even the huge hole when it came out was trampled on.

After a stick of incense, a golden shadow fell freely, and the bald head was planted deep in the soil not far from Duan De, leaving only a small hole.

After two pillars of incense, Duan De crawled out of the crater and looked around, his face was blood-red, and his pupils were also facing the wind on both sides, this skill was seen by Han Tingsi when he looked at the beauty, and now, it was beaten, to be precise, it was beaten by himself!

The sentence "Monk, you pit me!" was drowned in the air waves, just imagine how you feel when you punch the iron felt with all your strength, this is how Duan De feels now, now, he is unhappy, uncomfortable, painful! The white jade-like bone fragment was grabbed by him with his left hand, and now it is together, the key is that there is still a big arm bone missing, this, how long will it take to grow out?

"I'm a big loser, Duan Ye has lost a lot! Where is the dead bald man? What kind of black thing is it, if you don't chase it out, it looks like you were hurt by Duan Ye, how can ordinary snakes, insects, rats and ants grow so big in this world?"

"Hey, what about the monk, Duan Ye wants to grind you and eat it slowly!"

Duan De, who had a hideous face, could no longer be described by the word hideous at this time, there was not much good meat on his body, and there was sparse and bright red flesh everywhere, if it weren't for a reliable exercise, he would have been sent to the morgue to lie down and wait until cremation, and the recognition of the corpse was saved, and no one could recognize it.

The divine sense finally found the monk buried more than fifty zhang deep underground, that is also the existence of hanging a breath, Duan De's anger, it is this damn stupid bald man who inserts a jar horizontally, he has already left, and he will not fall to such a point.

Duan De, who had a fierce look and an abominable face, looked down at the dark cave, raised his foot and stepped down hard, and with a bang, the surrounding air waves surged, and the monk buried below was ejected like a cannonball.

Duan De grabbed this guy in real time, as soon as the whirlpool rose, his complexion changed, and three golden rays of light came quickly, just when Duan De was thinking about whether to directly eat this monk to replenish the lost essence, he was interrupted by a sentence of mercy from his subordinates.

If it weren't for the fact that this monk really annoyed him, he really didn't want to kill him, after all, he still owed an adult to invite him! There are three monks again, you can beat it, but there is no need to make yourself tired, this place is not peaceful.

Turned his head and looked at the poor monk who had less air in and more breath, he was no better than himself, and he didn't know if he had done it twice underground with that thing, forget it, if he could not kill the monk, he would not kill it.

Throwing it over casually, the three monks thought they were going to do it, but they didn't bother to pay attention to them and threw the Fakong junior brother back, and when they looked at it again, they were no longer there.

"Fa Injury, do you think that the void is still saved?"

Before the monk asked, a black-faced monk in a yellow robe on the far left had already taken over the unconscious Fakong, and after some investigation, he said: "There is no residual wound of Dao Yun, it is completely shocked like this by the huge force! ”