The ghost monk has no desire, he is already a quasi-saint, and his aura seems to be a little stronger than the original quasi-saint elder of Huoyun Palace.

Guo Qing's expression remained unchanged, but he was vigilant in his heart.

"I can't imagine that Master Desireless's cultivation has been improved to such a level, congratulations. Guo Qing hugged his fists.

The ghost monk had no desire to restrain his breath, and said, "Hehe, 10,000 years ago, when the old man was about to break through, he was suppressed. If it weren't for that cow, the old man would have been a quasi-saint more than 10,000 years ago, and now he might have entered a higher realm!"

Guo Qing nodded, that is very possible.

"That cow, I must take revenge. The ghost monk snorted coldly.

Guo Qing sneered: "I think it's better not to have this idea, Banjiao Qingniu is estimated to be on the same level as the people behind you, are you sure you can take revenge?"

As the mount of the saint, and Sun Wukong, who fought in the later stage of Journey to the West, has no temper, and with his powerful ability, the gods and Buddhas in the sky are helpless, and even Rulai refuses to tell his origin, but hints at others to say it.

These are enough to show that King Yu is definitely not simple, I am afraid that he is the same cultivation as Wutian and Rulai, it just depends on who has stronger combat power.

But even if it really fights, the Banjiao Qingniu is probably not afraid of Rulai and lawlessness. His personal combat strength may not be up to par, but the magic weapon is almost incomprehensible.

It is definitely more powerful than an artifact, and it is likely to be an eleven-grade immortal weapon or even a twelve-grade immortal weapon.

The ghost monk had no desire to be poked in the sore spot, his face became ugly, and he snorted coldly: "Even if Lao Tzu can't take revenge, you don't have to care!"

He went straight away, and the whole person became hideous and terrifying.

"You're damned!" the ghost monk shouted without desire.

A terrifying aura erupted from him, powerful and sorcering. The aura of slaughter turned into a terrifying Buddhist text, but the Buddhist text was black, with a trace of demonic energy.

The black Buddha text has a terrifying aura, condensed into a black Buddha phantom behind the ghost monk's desirelessness, real and terrifying, exuding an immeasurable aura.

Far away, the Baiyun Dao people and others could feel a sense of oppression, and even powerful people like them had a feeling of difficulty breathing.

Powerful, too powerful.

That's the terrible thing about quasi-saints.

Bai Yundao and the others were already desperate, even if Guo Qing and the others were here, they didn't have any sense of security.

The black-robed protector sneered: "Guo Qing, you shouldn't have appeared, since you appeared, then don't blame us for cleaning you up in advance!"

Guo Qing smiled lightly: "Don't say it so absolutely, even if it is a quasi-saint, it may not be so invincible." Besides, he's a quasi-saint, but you and that little prodigal hoof aren't. ”

His body gradually turned blue, his skin turned blue, three magic lines appeared in the center of his eyebrows, three flowers were condensed on the top of his head, and five qi were contained in his chest.

"Maybe I can't beat him, but it's easy to deal with you and the giant scorpion. Guo Qing sneered.

The black-robed protector was speechless for a moment, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

He naturally knew the strength of Guo Qing and Liu'er, and he also watched the battle of Fangcun Mountain at the beginning. Guo Qing fought a hundred god kings alone, and his earth-shattering ability made him palpitate now.

Guo Qing was in this state at the beginning, and the Great Perfection of the God King Realm can be regarded as a different path, which makes people desperate.

Almost, he is already an invincible existence under the quasi-saint realm!

The giant scorpion also looked solemn, and the black robe took a step backwards, standing behind the ghost monk without desire.

"Liu'er, I'll leave that old bald head to you. Guo Qing didn't look back, and began to assign tasks.

The six-eared macaque didn't speak, he just silently held the hardcore soldier in his hand, his eyes were cold, and there was a hint of excitement.

Quasi-saint, can he finally fight with people in that realm?

Although he and Guo Qing have always estimated what level their combat power is, after all, they have never really fought with the quasi-saint realm, and they don't know if their estimate is right.

Now fighting with the quasi-saint, he has no fear, just endless pride, and excitement and excitement.

The ghost monk Wuxian also saw Liu'er's expression, and snorted coldly: "It's not a small courage, fighting with Lao Tzu, and you are still so excited, do you want to die?"

And he also heard Guo Qing's words, and sneered: "When you meet Lao Tzu, you still want to fight?" It seems that you really don't know how big the gap between the quasi-saint and the god king is!"

The black-robed Dharma Protector hurriedly said, "Master Desireless, the two of them are not simple, so I'll leave it to you." Let's go and destroy the White Cloud Temple, and then leave quickly. ”

He always remembered his purpose, which was to destroy the White Cloud Temple. For example, although the color has darkened today, it is estimated that the matter has spread, and people from other forces will soon arrive.

Now that Guo Qing and the others are here, it seems that it is not bad, just so that they can carry this pot on their backs.

Guo Qing suddenly punched out, and countless Dao soldiers were condensed on his fist, turning into a torrent, sweeping the heavens and the earth, instantly enveloping the black-robed protector and the giant scorpion protector, and even the golden immortals behind them were encircled.

"Want to deal with the two of us? He alone is not enough for this qualification!" Guo Qing said loudly.

The ghost monk had no desire to be angry, and the Buddha bead in his hand was about to be thrown directly at Guo Qing, and the phantom behind the farewell also reached out with a hand, and with a palm, he was about to slap it at Guo Qing.

"Hehe, your opponent is me!" the six-eared macaque sneered, and the hardcore soldier in his hand instantly became larger, directly hitting the palm of the ghost monk.

"Bang!!"

The phantom's palm changed direction and slapped directly at the hardcore soldier.

The ghost monk's desireless Buddha beads also had to change direction and hit the six ears directly, each bead was huge, and the six ears were directly suppressed.

The hardcore soldier of the six ears and the phantom palm of the ghost monk hit together, and this time, the six ears were directly knocked to the ground, smashing out a huge hole, but he stood still, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

"Hehe, quasi-saint?" the six-eared macaque sneered, "but that's it!"

Immediately, his hardcore soldiers continued to dance, knocking all the ninety-nine eighty-one Buddha beads that fell. When they were all arranged in the air, he rose into the air, directly stepped on the Buddha beads and ran, and came to the ghost monk without desire again, and the two of them made three moves.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After three moves, the six-eared macaque spun and jumped in the air and fell back to the ground, looking as usual, but its eyes were more aggressive.

"It seems that the quasi-saint is really not very good!" the six-eared macaque sneered.

The ghost monk's face was ugly, he didn't say a word, but there were turbulent waves in his heart. There are still some people who can't understand how the six-eared macaque can be so powerful and can be on par with him.

The fight between the two also made everyone else dumbfounded, especially the people from Baiyunguan, who were directly stunned on the spot.

Quasi-saint, so weak!?

(End of chapter)