In the east of Mt. Kongo, the temple on the peak of the mountain glows with brilliant golden light, which seems to contain an endless warm current of life.

The warm current is extremely warm, and gradually attracts the eagle flock towards Kongoji Temple.

Flocks of eagles soar in the sky, wrapping around the highest temple on the mountain's peak.

There is a person sitting in the temple, and layers of golden light emanate from the top and bottom of the body, the soft golden light condenses into a light cluster, and the eagles are densely assembled, like a spectacle.

Not far away, a helicopter roared by, and there was a person sitting on the helicopter, and that person was the old demon who had not been seen for many days.

Since Xiangjiang was taken over by Jiang Meng, the deadly old demon also withdrew from Xiangjiang and concentrated on operating the Rakshasa Sect and other local forces.

He looked at this heavenly vision and exclaimed in his heart: "Could it be that the chief protector Golden Arhat has already cultivated to the ninth level of the Golden Bell Jar and reached the realm of rigidity and softness?"

At this time, the aperture gradually enlarged, and it seemed to cover the entire temple.

"Be careful not to get too close to the aperture!" the deadly demon commanded the helicopter pilot.

"Yes!" the helicopter pilot said respectfully, carefully piloting the helicopter.

"Can you resist the eagles with qi and not let them get lost, the golden bell jar of the golden arhat has reached such a realm now?" said the old demon secretly.

However, after a while, the aperture gradually narrowed, and the eagles were also wrapped in the aperture and wanted to rush out, but they could not move and were completely enveloped in the aperture.

The eagles roared incessantly, panicked, and rampaged.

The aperture all shrank, and the eagles were gradually crushed by the crushing force of the aperture, and after the aperture dissipated, the eagles in the air fell to the ground one after another, and none of them were spared!

The eagle flock died a mysterious and tragic death in front of the helicopter pilot's eyes, and the helicopter pilot's eyes were wide and his expression was in disbelief.

The old demon who killed him also dripped a few drops of sweat on his forehead and said to the pilot: "Now fly to the top of the tower." ”

"Yes!"

"Whew, whew, whew!" the propeller headed towards the top of the tower.

The deadly old demon jumped from the helicopter and headed for the top of the tower.

After the deadly old demon entered the top of the tower, Jin Luohan sat in the center, covered in golden light, Jin Luohan opened his eyes, and the golden light was also withdrawn into his body.

"Congratulations to Chief Jin, the golden bell jar has broken through the ninth level of divine achievement!" The deadly old demon had a respectful face and clenched his fists with both hands.

Jin Luohan didn't speak, he wrapped his hands around his body, and gradually withdrew the strength in his body.

When the golden light of the golden Arhat dissipated, the deadly old demon looked at the back of the Golden Arhat, and saw that the Golden Arhat was burly and strong.

He also has a thousand-armed Guanyin statue tattooed on his tiger's back, and with the bursting muscles of the golden arhat, the statue of Guanyin is also lifelike.

The deadly old demon had a flower in front of him, and before he could react in time, Jin Luohan's hand was already on his shoulder.

It only took a thousandth of a second for him to stand up, turn around, stretch out his hand, and so on, and the speed was beyond the naked eye to capture.

"The old demon who killed him has good eyesight, and he can see that this protector has been cultivated to the realm of the ninth level!" "Jin Luohan's hand was on the shoulder of the old demon of death.

"Chief Jin, the ninth level of the Golden Bell Jar is really strong!" The life-killing old demon had a little fighting intent in his eyes.

"I'm worried that I don't have an opponent who can confirm the strength of the ninth level, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door, haha!" Jin Luohan said with a high-spirited expression.

The deadly old demon thought about it for a while, looked at the momentum of the golden arhat, and said with a smile on his face: "Forget it, my eighteenth-layer Rakshasa strength has not yet been completed, and it is definitely not your opponent!"

"Heh, you must have asked me for something when you came from afar, if you don't practice with me, it's really not fun!" said Jin Luohan.

"Okay, the old man can only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, you can ask your subordinates to take care of my old bones mercilessly!" The life-killing old demon ran the sixteen-layer rakshasa energy, and he didn't dare to hold it up in the face of the golden arhat, and grabbed the golden arhat's left arm.

The golden arhat was calm, talking and laughing, the ninth level of the golden bell jar was free, and his left hand was pressed on the shoulder of the deadly old demon, and immediately forced all the Rakshasa strength out.

The deadly old demon also used all the Rakshasa strength to fight, but the ninth level of the golden bell jar was terrifying, and the clothes behind the deadly old demon were also shattered.

The golden bell jar was like a stormy wave, shuttling inside the old demon's body, but after a long time, the old demon gritted his teeth and suffered severe pain, and he had no power to resist.

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In the country of sticks, there was a huge explosion on the top of the Great Snow Mountain.

Seeing that Wang Haijiao's ironworks turned into ruins, and a fire rose into the sky, he laughed wildly.

"Lao Tzu's Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire has finally been practiced, no one in the heavens and the earth can stop me, and neither can the Rakshasa Sect!" The burly figure was wrapped in layers of firelight, and the firelight dissipated, and the figure inside was Wang Haijiao!

The Evil Fist Demon King came out, his skin was as red as fire, and every muscle on his body was full of strength and life.

His muscles bounced around his body, and he stood in the air and closed his eyes, feeling the breath of every substance in the world, and experiencing the so-called wonderful realm of the unity of heaven and man.

Now he has reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and his strength has also reached its peak.

Suddenly, Wang Haijiao had a splitting headache, his face was full of blue tendons, wrinkles were dense, and a little ice blue light appeared on the Baihui point above his head, and the light cluster burst out of fierce flames, like a purgatory demon king, with a hideous expression!

Wang Haijiao's head was in pain, and his whole body began to twitch wildly, screaming non-stop.

The pain in his head made him not think much about it, and his head rushed towards the ice pool, in order to relieve the burning pain of his head.

He jumped to the deepest part of the ice pool, and his headache was relieved, and he stood upside down in the ice pool, falling into a strange state.

Half of his body was as cold as fiery red, and the energy of ice and fire was also intertwined in his body, gradually fusing together!

Half an hour later, his body jumped up, and now he had fused the ice and fire qi in his body with each other.

The breath in the air was wrapped in his ice energy, frozen into an ice road.

He stood on the ice road, full of vitality, the tiger body was majestic and strong, and his appearance gradually became younger, at first glance he looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, there was no doubt that he had broken through the dangers and difficulties and reached the invincible peak of martial arts.

"Hey............... Lao Tzu has transcended the scope of human beings, and has cultivated into the Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire that mortals cannot cultivate, like a god-like realm, and who else in the world can match me!"

At this moment, Wang Haijiao's eyes are as bright as torches, his soul is dementoring, and a sneer appears at the corner of his mouth, he has a strong and domineering spirit that looks down on the warriors in the world and is within reach of the world!

"Congratulations to the hall master for his great achievements, he will be invincible in the world for thousands of years!" the guardians of the Evil Fist Dojo knelt down and said respectfully.

"What about the wind and thunder?" Wang Haijiao asked, looking arrogant, as if he was invincible in the world.

"Tell the hall master, the young hall master went to Xiangjiang to find the whereabouts of the master's mother, he has been going to Xiangjiang for half a year!" said one person respectfully.

"Heh, Xiangjiang, call me!" Wang Haijiao ordered.

"Yes, Pavilionmaster!"

Wang Haijiao took the phone and dialed Wang Fenglei's phone number, but after a while, the voice also came.

"Where are you, don't you want me to come back soon!" Wang Haijiao's tone was a little flat.

"I already know what happened before, Wang Haijiao, you disloyal, unrighteous and unfilial person, I am now cut off with you, and you are no longer my father!"

"What? Rebel, I want you to break your corpse into pieces!" Wang Haijiao angrily pinched the eldest brother with one hand.

Looking at the land of Xiangjiang, he jumped up and headed towards Xiangjiang.

"Made, I will tear all of you into pieces, dare to disobey me, whoever can match me in the world now, I am the king!" Wang Haijiao roared with a hideous face.