"Who are you scolding shrew?" As soon as Zhu Youmu's figure appeared, he used the Buddha's Demon Subduing Divine Power King Kong Giant Spirit Divine Palm to collect Pang Xian's Second Yuan Divine Jiao Dragon Ball. The King Kong Giant Spirit Divine Palm is the supreme demon power of Buddhism, which is not inferior to the Taoist Xuanmen innate one-size-fits-all capture, and only three or five of the elders of Buddhism have this magic power.

I saw that the golden light was big and square, accompanied by the rolling thunder, the electric snake was scurrying, and the void was twisted to set off layers of ripples. The strange light is scorching, and the five fingers are like giant pillars inserted into the sky, which are eternal, and they are about to close when they grasp the dragon ball.

The light of the treasure bead was bursting, the silver light was overflowing, and a snow-white dragon shadow suddenly jumped out, and the dragon was premature, driving thunder and electricity, and getting out of the shackles of the fence like a groundbreak.

While feeling happy, he hurriedly looked at Yin Shu and Jiang Xuejun's fighting methods. But I saw a round of red sun rising into the sky, and the sky was full of dark red light. With a loud earthquake on the "horn", a thousand heavy blood rain mixed with golden brilliance exploded. In the middle of the blood light, there was a primordial spirit similar to Yinshu flying out from within, and in the blink of an eye, countless clones were transformed, and there were no less than thousands of them at a glance.

The blood shadow clone was as fleeting as lightning, as fast as a stream of lightning, running around Jiang Xuejun and escaping. Pang Xian was not only unhappy when he saw this situation, but became more and more worried.

The Blood Hell Xuanfetus Wheel was obtained from the joyful god and demon Zhao Changsu, and he used the incarnation of the Sand God Boy to refine it. Under the protection, the divine soul is stable and solid, and Yinshu never worries about the dark system of yin and demons. However, this treasure consumes the most essence and blood, and it cannot be freely controlled unless it has the level of earth immortals. The slightest mistake will attract the infestation of the devil. At this time, Yinshu had to be forcibly driven, and she couldn't care about the future troubles.

"Thief bald, I'll fight with you!" Pang Xian held a long flag, waving it like a big gun, and the mighty Yellow River was rolling and galloping, like a divine dragon soaring, crisscrossing the four seas. Purple flames flashed, essence light burst out, and the sky flew like a storm. The purple and green Tushi Divine Fire is deeply spiritual. It is not contradictory to the plague emperor's walking flag, so that the Polo Divine Flame has no gaps.

Zhu Youmu's sneak attack failed, and he didn't take it to heart, the flames of the gods danced outside, the plague qi accumulated like a mountain, and the heavenly plague ball was haunted, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack. It can be seen that his demeanor is biased, the white monk's robe is dusty, and there is Buddha light around his gestures.

Facing the monstrous demonic atmosphere, Lang smiled and said, "Welcome the breeze to exorcise the miasma." Break through the sky and let me do it!"

At the sleeve of the robe, a golden light came out of his wrist, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant palm the size of a millstone, and it collided with Pang Xian's Plague Emperor Dao Banner vigorously.

Even if it was like a thunderbolt in anger, the drum of a million heavens was beating, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the entire Xiuyun Ridge seemed to be about to explode, and the hugging wood rolled up to the sky, and the thunder and fire shook. Loose powder. The majesty of destroying mountains and mountains like this is terrifying, and the immortal family's fighting method is as good as it gets.

Pang Xian stepped on the Yellow River turned by the road flags, and the golden flowers and purple qi were flying, and the mountains shook the ground with his hands. It's like a demon god who destroys the world. It is also like the divine manifestation of the immortal in the world, and the rules are full of vigor and auspiciousness.

The fighting method of the two is in full swing, and the air is surging. The sky has changed color for it. Cai Wei monk continued to blast away the demon clouds and evil mist with the King Kong Giant Spirit Divine Palm, and the golden glow was bright, and the sound of sizzling sounded from time to time. Thousands of layers of dense fog turned into green smoke and drifted away with the wind.

The more Pang Xian was shocked, the more Zhu Youmu showed the power of the divine channel, which was almost comparable to King Kong. In terms of Taoism alone, he is not as good as the demon sect bosses such as Jin Shenjun and the green-robed ancestor, but this son belongs to the descendants of Buddhism, and his qi is flawless, and there are no flaws to be found.

Although the purple and green tushi fire and meridian cold light are strong, they are limited to their own path and cannot exert their maximum power. Only then did I realize how terrible it was to have a deep foundation and enter the earth with the Fa-rectification.

Pang Xian didn't know that at this time, the ups and downs of Monk Caiwei's heart were even more than him. It's okay to have all kinds of rare treasures, but these five juniors are really demonic. If you remember it well, he is the disciple of the old Dao, if you talk about the age of cultivation, how long is it? In the place where the filth is hidden, you can cultivate the scattered immortals in a short period of time, and the second yuan god has the magical power of the earth immortal level, which is the blessing that the left path of the side door should have?

The Buddha light in both hands is like flowing water, and he frequently uses the method of forbidden grabbing, wanting to put the dragon ball in his palm first. But Pang Xian was on guard, how could he get his wish. The silver Jiao is like a swimming dragon, and it seems that it only leaves white lines in the air, condensing the cold and exhaling, and it actually dyes the palm of the Caiwei monk and Buddha with a frost.

At first, I thought I would be able to catch it with my hands, but now I have fallen into a stagnate, and I can't get back the victory even if I use all kinds of magical powers. To be able to force himself to this extent, non-demon sects can do nothing. Thinking about it, Zhu Youmu rose up and Yu Yong, between the opening and closing of the King Kong Giant Spirit Divine Palm, the air fluctuated, as if it was about to tear the void, the coercion was inexplicable, and he wanted to remove the demon atmosphere and then quickly.

Seeing that Yinshu was red all over her body, and the blood flames were blooming, if you looked closely, you could find that her eyes were full of colorful light, which was clearly a sign that she was about to go mad. Pang Xian's heart ached, and he hated the rude and evil monk more and more, and the teacher was going to go crazy and sit stiff, but if he fell into the devil, it was ten times more terrifying. The mind is lost, the mind is dim, and the person is not human.

The fighting between the two sides was blazing, and unconsciously the east was white, and a red shadow shuttled through the clouds. Looking at the earth again, it was a mess, the entire Xiuyun Ridge seemed to be flattened three feet, and the old pine trees were all destroyed by the spiritual fire and Buddha flames.

Pang Xian's hair fluttered in the wind, and his handsome face was full of murderous aura, "In the past, King Wu was in turmoil, and the world was in turmoil, and Bo Yi and Shu Qi were ashamed, hidden in Shouyang Mountain, picking roses and eating them, it was for loyalty." Now that the dynasty is declining, Rong Di is invading, you, a monk who picks rose, are in vain a descendant of the Ming family, and you don't go to Kuang Fu Sheji, but you are inexplicably embarrassed by me, aren't you afraid of people of insight laughing at you?"

Zhu Youmu was one of them, "Karma, you know what color and emptiness are, the universe still has four eons of success, dwelling, badness, and emptiness, and only foolish people will talk about any great righteousness." The side door is not edified!"

"Bang!"

There was an explosion, and the plague umbrella was suddenly pinched and exploded by him, scattering into a cloud of yellow clouds. As the qi flowed and leaked to the farmland and cottages below the mountain, the rice fields suddenly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, affecting them within a radius of thousands of miles.

Pang Xian's eyes moved slightly, and with a move of his hand, the smoke outside the four sides surged, the yellow cloud of plague like the long whale absorbing water rolled back, and ten magic weapons of dispersing plague flowed back, and the Chixia Divine Monarch Bingrong Yuan God jumped out of the sky wrapped in a magic flag, looking down on the vast earth: "Thief bald, you said that if I blow up the plague emperor now, how much will you and I do evil?"

Suddenly, Cai Wei Monk seemed to have been struck by lightning, he was stunned for a long time, and jumped to his feet and said: "Sure enough, it is the nature of the evil devil, and you want to harm all living beings, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven and sinking forever." ”

"Hehe!" Pang Xian realized the helplessness of the Demon Sect in Shu Mountain. Xuanmen Dachang, the side door is different, but there is no disobedience, and it is all killed. A series of future tragedies slipped through his mind, the three daughters of the Purple Cloud Palace were robbed, and the participating immortals were not spared; the immortals in the Phantom Wave Pool were bleeding, and the Kunlun cyclamen were also relieved; and the 47 islands of the Little Antarctic were all sunk and destroyed, and not a single fish escaped the net.

The avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and everything has a glimmer of life, but these so-called "righteous path" sword immortals exercise the matter of killing and extermination, and they are even more domineering than the heavens. There is a fighting spirit in his heart, if he can take power in the future, he will definitely reverse this unhealthy trend, who will give them that big face, delusional to replace the way of heaven.

"Good! Very good!" Zhu Youmu has a big hand, thousands of auspicious rays soar into the sky, infinite light and shadow change, condensed a golden Buddha in mid-air, Sanskrit chanting, resounding through the sky, up and down the four sides should be harmonized together, two Buddha's hands covering the sky, the sky collapsed and seemed to fall down.

"The poor monk should not be pure today, and if he falls into the mortal world and kills and robs, he will also get rid of your evil obstacles!"

Thousands of electric snakes raged in the void, and the blue arc of light jumped wildly, reflecting the monstrous demon river of the plague emperor's walking flag, the weather was brilliant, and it was magnificent to the extreme.

At this critical juncture, the decisive battle is about to break out, and a stream suddenly passes through the high sky, like a torch of wisdom running through the sky. Seeing the momentum of the fighting method below, he suddenly volleyed in the air, and the golden light of the competition was like a long rainbow leaking to the ground, shooting straight down from the sky.

Then there was an earth-shattering thunderbolt, a thousand thunderbolts, thousands of golden lights, dazzling flowers, and the golden Buddha was like a dream bubble, which was wiped out in an instant.

A Taoist like a nine-day fairy child appeared in the light and shadow, and I saw him wearing a goose-yellow round-necked oblique short-shirt robe, a gold circle on his neck, and a pair of pink and snow-white feet. The face is like a beautiful jade, the green hair is shawl, the eyebrows are trimmed and the temples are inserted, the pink nose is piled up, the lips are like Zhu Run, and the ears are like Yao Wheel. The end of the divine rites is inside, and the treasure is proclaimed, which is prohibitive and awe-inspiring, and will never dare to look at it with a young age.

And Pang Xian's plague emperor walking banner seemed to be a small flag, which was saved in his hand, still like a fierce beast unwilling to lie dormant, trembling violently, waving bursts of smoke, lining this boy more and more powerful, making people dare not force it. (To be continued.) )