On the top of the Sanqingyuan Pass.

Xiang Yang and Lei Zhen stood opposite each other, and the noise next to them gradually subsided.

can cultivate to the Yuan Infant and the Nine Turns, and no monk is a fool, and the situation within this situation can naturally be seen clearly.

After the little monk in the Dan period proposed the three-trick covenant, Lei Zhen Zhenjun not only did not make a mockery, but muttered for a while, and finally uttered the word 'good'.

This is clearly the performance of his opponent!

The two are hundreds of feet apart, and this distance is actually very unfavorable to Xiang Yang.

In public, instant killing naturally can't be used, so apart from hand-to-hand combat, he has no means to threaten a master of this level.

However, he doesn't need to kill the opponent, he only needs to defend him in three moves.

In the past two days, Yuhai Zhenjun has already told him all the methods of Lei Zhen, and now the only thing Xiang Yang is worried about is the law of the Great Dao that he realized during the Five Tribulations, and even Yuhai Zhenjun doesn't know what it is.

Xiang Yang naturally didn't believe that it would really be a great avenue of destruction, but even if it was just a little bit of it, it would definitely be extraordinary, if he didn't have a few treasures at the bottom of the box, he might not have the confidence to take this bet.

However, with the treasures refined by Ding Shuai's own hands, there is no need to worry too much.

Under the sun, Xiang Yang stood with his hands tied, his long black hair was casually curled with a black hosta, although an ordinary black robe was loose, but it could not hide his perfect body at all, the bronze skin with the angular face, coupled with a slightly childish smile, made the heartbeat of some female monks can't help but speed up a little.

No one could find out that among his hair, there were a few strands of hair that were emitting a faint dark light, that is, the life-saving magic weapon that Ding Shuai had refined for him, and there was a strange name 'Eight Substitute Mortal Bodies'.

Eight strands of hair and eight lives, which cannot be broken below the human immortal.

Of course, this thing also has shortcomings, after the substitution, the treasure master is still in place, if the enemy's strength is too strong, eight lives are a matter of an instant.

But it is perfect for use in the current scenario.

Now Xiang Yang is just thinking about whether to install another wave of force?

Why don't you put it on?

But what does it mean to pretend to be forced?

After Xiang Yang found out that he had fused Tianyan with Zhihai, some strange terms often popped up in his mind recently.

On the other side, Lei Zhen waved his hand lightly: "Boy, for the sake of your courage, if you die here today, I will also collect your soul mark and see if I can find a good body for you!"

Xiang Yang smiled: "Thank you very much, but you don't have to, even if Zhenjun makes a move, he can't take my fate!"

Lei Zhen laughed, and suddenly, his eyes flashed, a hundred feet away, without any warning, a dazzling electric light flashed around Xiang Yang, engulfing his whole person.

"What is this law?"

In the lightning, Xiang Yang only felt a tingling sensation all over his body, followed by a burning sensation from the inside out, as if someone had lit a fire in his stomach.

It all happened in an instant, and he didn't even think about it.

But that's all, the climbing tree seemed to feel something, and the branches shook, and a cool flow flowed all over the body, and then, except for a black hair that stood up, the other strangeness died down in a moment.

The people watching the battle didn't know what was going on, they only saw that Lei Zhen just glanced at Xiang Yang, and the little monk was swallowed by the electric light, as for the ending, they naturally didn't have to think about it, but they didn't know if they could still leave some bones and slag in the future...

And the thunder spell is extremely harmful to the soul seal and the like, it is estimated that what Lei Zhen Zhenjun said just now is a casual remark, everyone is gone, what else do you say to help him find a physical body, deliberately to amuse people?

Many people were no longer interested in this thunderous and rainy battle, shook their heads and turned around to leave, but before they could take a step, there was a sudden exclamation behind them.

The lightning did not last long, and when it dissipated, everyone froze.

The little monk stood upright, stretching out his hand to brush his hair, which looked a little rough, as if he had just taken a hot bath.

In the silence, there were a few strange laughter, and then laughter rang out one after another, and in a short time the whole mountain pass was filled with this laughter, like a rumbling thunder, and spread in all directions.

"The figure is really good...", a middle-aged female cultivator with a bit of a posture looked up stupidly.

"It's really good... Great..."A sister next to her also looks like a nymphomaniac.

Xiang Yang originally put on a suave appearance, but after hearing the laughter, he looked down and immediately blushed.

Before this, he had thought that now that the Split Mountain Gang had been destroyed, only one Van Gogh Wood Spirit Staff could still be used among the defensive magic weapons, but with his cultivation, it could not be driven by too much power, and it was estimated that it could not be stopped under the law of the True Monarch.

In comparison, it is really not as effective as his physical body, since this is the case, there is naturally no need to waste the magic weapon, anyway, the main reliance this time is the 'eight substitute mortal bodies', just change into ordinary clothes.

But he thought of everything, but he didn't think about how the robe outside his body could withstand Lei Zhen's spell?

But this guy's face is really not thin, just a little embarrassed, then he found a robe as if nothing happened, and put it on slowly.

After a catastrophe of life and death, his physical body was almost reorganized according to the most perfect proportions, and now his figure has been extremely good, and the Qiankun Ding clone has specially taken care of his dragon bloodline, and his capital has also been extremely strong.

The male monks smiled and laughed, and suddenly found that the female monks beside them had glowing eyes and smiling stupidly, and gradually lost the motivation to continue laughing, and then more than half of them involuntarily looked down, and their faces were a little pale.

It's just a move, Xiang Yang is already famous in the mountains and seas at least in some aspects...

Lei Zhen was not in a hurry to continue to make moves, he was not in the mood to appreciate Xiang Yang's capital, and his eyes were full of surprise.

This is the law of thunder that he realized when he was promoted to a real person, the electric light can paralyze the opponent's body, making it lose its ability to dodge, and the subsequent high temperature can directly burn the opponent into ashes from the inside out, and its temperature is even higher than the ordinary strange fire, but why is it useless to this kid?

He was surprised with a hint of excitement, and he was a little more confident in his guess, and smiled and raised two fingers at Xiang Yang: "Okay!