Zhang Koulai lost his mind, and he had forgotten all the tricks he had learned, it was more of an instinctive attack, which would only open and close, and the routine of reducing ten meetings with one force, so the longer the time dragged on, the easier it would be for people to find flaws.

The beating can't be in vain, Mu Lou naturally adapted to the opponent's attack method, but he was seized by the other party before, so he has been in a passive situation and has not had a chance to fight back.

As he retreated and retreated, the opponent's offensive became more aggressive, and he kept pressing him to fight, slowly gaining the upper hand, and he was tired of coping with it, and gradually showed defeat.

Just when he was struggling to support and couldn't hold on, Zhan Shide stepped in to help him in time, disrupting the other party's rhythm, giving him a chance to breathe, and also letting him get rid of the opponent's offensive.

"You've been smashing for so long, it's time to take a break and it's my turn to perform!" You are not the only one who can lead the rhythm, I can too, Mu Lou held his breath in his heart, and directly released his ultimate!

Sticking the big sword hard into the ground to block it in front of him, Mu Lou's hands quickly sealed, and hundreds of different techniques were changed between breaths, and people who watched were dazzled, and it was difficult to steal learning!

Among the people who observed, there was a middle-aged monk who was also in the god transformation stage, he frowned, a hint of color flashed in his eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, he said slowly: "I have never seen such a cumbersome seal, how much heaven and earth aura does it need to communicate before it can be displayed?!"

"Hmph, young man, you don't know it only means that you have a short knowledge, but he has a lot of potential for this trick!" A young man who looked like he was fourteen or sixteen, dressed in sackcloth, turned up the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Who are you talking young man?!"

The middle-aged man was unhappy, he was a thousand-year-old man, and he was said to be a young man by a little kid, where can he stand it, he got up and turned his head to prepare to start,

As a result, he turned his head, and the other party just glanced at him lightly, so he honestly shut up and sat back in place...

That glance is full of vicissitudes, that is the precipitation of the years, it is not at all what a fourteen or sixteen teenager should have, it can only be said that the other party's appearance is too deceptive, so that he ignores the other party's cultivation, if he is not vigilant, he finds out in time that the other party is an old monster in the merger period, the consequences are unimaginable...

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, fortunately he didn't say anything irreparable, otherwise he wouldn't know how he died!

"Seventy-two Phantom Gods!"

Mu Lou shouted violently, and finally completed the spell casting, but the field was calm, there was no disappearance, and nothing happened.

"This..."

Most of the people watching the battle were stunned, the formation was so big, and it turned out that there was no for a long time, isn't it funny!

However, this abnormal situation did not feel the slightest surprise in the eyes of some of the old monsters who had lived long enough during the merger period, on the contrary, they were waiting quietly.

"Kill!"

At first, Zhang Koulai instinctively felt a sense of crisis, and he didn't dare to act rashly, but when he found out that the other party's magic was dumb, he laughed hideously, roared and roared, and rushed over savagely with the seven-pattern Panlong stick, ready to smash the other party into a pulp!

In the process of waving, the seven-pattern dragon rod continued to grow, and when it reached the top of Mu Lou's head, it had become an optimus prime that covered the sky and the sun, which was going to be smashed, and it would really become a puddle of mud...

"Bell!"

A loud bang came from under the stick, and three feet above Mu Lou's head, the blow of the seven-pattern Panlong rod was powerful enough to shatter the mountain!

It's really the seventy-two phantom gods!

When Mu Lou blocked Zhang Koulai's blow, the Mai young man sitting on the viewing platform saw it clearly, he clenched his fists excitedly, and his body trembled!

He had a small reputation in the same rank, as more and more people he defeated, gradually he became arrogant, empty-eyed, and later at the instigation of people with a heart, he was carried away, and ran to challenge the strongest of the previous generation!

The result was obvious, the opponent only used one move, and he was defeated, and that move was the opponent's own stunt - Seventy-two Phantom Gods!

Fortunately, this battle alone completely knocked out his arrogance, made him change his past wrongs, and after returning to the sect, he announced a retreat and cultivated steadily, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

When he had been in retreat for a hundred years, broken through his cultivation, and caught up with the other party, the first thing he thought of was to challenge the other party again, he wanted to see the gap between the two now.

It's a pity that he has been in retreat for too long, and before he could inquire when he came out, the people from the sect told him that the other party had stepped into a higher realm and traveled all over the world.

Slowly, this became a knot in his heart, and now when he sees the other party's heir, how can he not be excited?

At this time, a figure with a big sword walked out from under the seven-pattern Panlong rod, and appeared on Zhang Koulai's side with a big stride, and slashed through it with a sword.

Seeing Mu Lou menacing, Zhang Koulai was not afraid, his eyes were even redder, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a red light.

After this red mang blurted out, it instantly erupted with a strong impact, and then crashed into the cross-cut greatsword, making a dull impact sound.

Mu Lou's expression changed slightly, and even the person with the sword was knocked out a few meters away.

"This trick of the seventy-two illusion gods is nothing more than that..."

The name was so loud, but there was no achievement, and the people watching the battle platform couldn't help but be disappointed, but before they could finish speaking, another person walked out with a sword from under the seven-pattern dragon stick.

"Huh?"

How could there be two people who were exactly the same? Not only the people on the viewing platform, but even Zhang Koulai glanced at Mu Lou, who had been shot away by him before, in surprise.

His expression moved, and the hand holding the seven-pattern dragon stick shook slightly, and the seven-pattern dragon stick returned to its original size in an instant, exposing the other party!

It turned out that the other party's body had been hiding under his seven-pattern dragon stick, Zhang Koulai did not hesitate to open his mouth and spray, and another red ray blurted out and shot at the other party.

And Mu Lou seemed to be stupid, standing motionless in place, which made the people on the viewing platform anxious for him, if he didn't avoid it, he was afraid that he would be blasted into slag by the red mang!

An amazing scene appeared at this time!

At the moment when Hongmang was about to hit Mu Lou, another person walked out of Mu Lou's body, held the big sword inserted in the ground, and slashed with one step, not only blocking Hongmang, but also scattering it, shooting it in all directions and disappearing.

"These seventy-two illusion gods turned out to be a doppelganger!"

Perhaps in order to show off his knowledge, many people pretended to be clever and said that the seventy-two phantom gods were clones, which made the Mai boy scoff when he heard it, if it was really so simple, he would not have been defeated so completely back then!

The best is yet to come!

Zhang Koulai frowned, a look of impatience on his face, and he slammed himself twice in the chest, hunching in pain.

Suddenly, several bulges appeared on his back, and he was constantly struggling on his back, as if something was about to break out of his back.

"Two heads and four arms!"

With a loud cry, two heads and four hands finally grew out of his back!

This sudden bloody picture was so shocking and disgusting that many female monks covered their mouths and gagged.

After doing all this, Zhang Koulai stood up straight and began to inhale hard, and in the blink of an eye, his stomach was round like a ball of meat!

It is understandable that the two heads and four arms are changed, and they are nothing more than the clones of the other party, but what are you trying to do with this breath? This made everyone on the spectator stage puzzled.

The Mai boy was a little surprised, he looked at Zhang Koulai, then at Mu Lou, and finally just shook his head and didn't say anything.

"Spit spit spit!"

As soon as Zhang Koulai opened his mouth, it was a red mang, and he shot towards Mu Lou countless times.

His idea is very simple, the other party has already divided three doppelgangers, he can rely on his three heads and six arms at the moment to resist, he wants to see how many doppelgangers the other party can distinguish, so what he has to do is to open his mouth and inhale, and kill the other party with a mouthful of red light!

“......”

I don't know if it's because I lost my mind, or if Zhang Koulai's mind is too simple, and the people on the viewing platform really don't know what to say...

Facing the red light in the sky, Mu Lou, who was standing in place, was expressionless, he was still standing there motionless, but his body emitted a soft white light, brighter and bigger!

I saw that the white light flashed wildly a few times, and the light was dim, like a bamboo tube pouring beans, one after another kept coming out of Mu Lou's body!

Step by step, two steps, three steps, four steps forward, one, two, three, four connected in a line, in the blink of an eye, Mu Lou was densely packed with people, waving the big sword in his hand and slashing the red light that rushed in his face!

Seeing this, the people on the viewing platform were shocked, and they understood why this move was called Seventy-two Phantom Gods, because from Mu Lou's body, seventy-two people walked out of front and back!

Zhang Koulai retreated, and took two steps back in horror, at this time he heard a cold snort from Xiu Wubo's ears, and the next second a red qi erupted from his body, wrapping around him, making him completely lose his mind, and took a few steps forward again, and began to attack frantically.

"This girl is so ruthless, she even let Zhang Koulai take down the other party at any cost of cultivation, even if she finally wins, this Zhangkoulai is also a bamboo basket for nothing, not to mention the wedding dress for nothing, the cultivation will also fall into one or two small realms!"

Hundreds of thousands of people came to the Quartet, most of them were clear-eyed people, so they naturally knew what the fate of this chapter would be.

"Hmph, the show has just begun!"

In this way, it is decided that the other party will win? It is too much to underestimate the seventy-two phantom gods, right?

(Today, my cousin got married, and in a blink of an eye, I am alone in my life, so I'm ready to play Laipi, don't give red envelopes, to be continued, friends who like Zhitu also invite to 17K Novel Network to support the genuine version!)