Juan San Lang stood opposite Wei Gao, holding a tail fire stick, armor on his upper body, yellow, orange and orange. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info played with San Lang's round eyes, staring at Wei Gao for a long time, and the fangs in his mouth appeared, "Where is your knife?"

"When it's time to show up, it's going to show up. ”

Wei Gao tore off his robe, the purple ribbon fairy robe was on his body, covering the key parts, and the holy wings appeared behind him, spreading like a goshawk.

He walked slowly, his movements seemed to be gentle and weak, but he made footprints on the ground.

Juggling San Lang was shocked in his heart, "His strength actually surpassed that of a thunder tribulation master." It seems that I will have to exert some effort to destroy him completely. ”

Juggling Saburo lifted his heels, and his body disappeared into the air like a cannonball. In the next moment, he appeared behind Wei Gao and smothered with a stick.

Around the tail fire stick, the air currents roll strongly, emitting a sonic boom.

Rumble!

Wei Gao's figure, when the tail fire stick was hit, suddenly disappeared, it turned out to be just an idea.

Juggling San Lang snorted coldly, and the tail fire stick stabbed diagonally, dang!

As Wei Gao's fist collided, the sonic boom rang out again.

"Good! ”

Playing Saburo was merciless, opened his fangs and mouthed, and had already bombarded hundreds of times in an instant.

Wei Gao's movements are soft and slow, punching and kicking, all of which are actions that ordinary people can do, without any fancy or special.

Solid fists and feet, steady and proper confrontation.

The two of them went back and forth, and in just a quarter of an hour, they had met thousands of times.

Bang!

Wei Gao's fist hit the tail of the tail fire stick again. Both of them struggled at the same time, each taking a few steps back.

Juggan Saburo flicked his wrist slightly, grabbed the tail fire stick again, and sneered, "Human beings are human beings, and your breathing has begun to be heavy." ”

Wei Gao smiled and nodded, "When I was a child, my family was poor, and my body was not enough. But you don't feel good, do you?"

"Don't distract from this seat. The family is poor, and the poor ghost doesn't cultivate immortals!" Playing Saburo ran quickly, raised his tail fire stick, and jumped high, "It's over." ”

Tailfire Light!

The tail fire stick rubbed in the air, the power of the magic weapon appeared, and it burned instantly, and the body of the stick was golden, and it fused with the armor on the body of the trick Saburo, and it hit with all its strength.

The surrounding space seems to be frozen, and the person on the other side can't move even if he wants to.

Wei Gao didn't want to move, his body was straight, his eyes were looking ahead, the corners of his mouth drew a wonderful arc, his hands turned into illusion, he drew circles in the air, and then chanted a spell.

"Thousands of ghosts and demons sacrifice to the dead, cleanse the sin and punish the gods. ”

The holy wings stretched out again, nine meters long, and appeared overwhelming; Wei Gao's body suddenly shone with golden light, like a god and Buddha; his Dao heart was as firm as gold, and the heavenly marrow at the dantian suddenly absorbed a lot of golden-gray light, and it grew more than a circle.

Juggling San Lang glared at Wei Gao angrily, and tried his best, "The Monkey God Avenue is immortal." Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

Several kills in a row, popping out of the mouth of the juggling Saburo, with golden words in every word.

This is the most powerful hole card of the Trick Saburo, the words refined by the gods. This is the power that Saburo brought out from the Monkey Temple, in order to cope with the final battle.

Seven kills, flying in the air, in an instant, escaped into the tail fire stick.

The tail fire stick suddenly became murderous, and it grew seven times stronger. Even if he is a master of thunder robbery, in front of this stick, he will be wiped out.

Juan San Lang is very confident, the earth is already in the era of the end of the law, how powerful can an immortal cultivator be? Any immortal cultivator, in front of this stick, there is only a dead end.

The long stick fell, and the terrible impact had swept through the entire burial chamber.

In the burial chamber, pieces of floor tiles flew up and turned into ashes in the air. The faintly existing immortal qi was all swept away by the tail fire stick, and the space around the tail fire stick was empty.

However, Wei Gao remained motionless.

Suddenly, Wei Gao raised his head, ignored the tail fire stick, and looked at the trickster Saburo in the air, with firmness, compassion, and mercy in his eyes, as if he saw the end of the trick Saburo.

In an instant, he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet. He thumped twice in the chest, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

Burst!

Blood splattered, the power of the tail fire stick, and the walls of the tomb fell with a bang.

At this moment, Wei Gao's strength is full of strength, and he has also accumulated to the last moment. His breath, like a knife, soared into the sky and pierced the sky!

A crack appeared from above the burial chamber, stretching upwards, and I don't know where it went. The sand and gravel above the burial chamber fell, and the breath brought by the tail fire stick turned to ashes.

The power of this stick is enough to destroy a mountain, and the yin soul has no ability to resist in front of the tail fire stick, and disappears directly.

"Here comes the knife!"

Wei Gao was quiet for a long time, and finally made a sound again, a sonorous and powerful voice.

Then, in the breath brought by the long stick, a strange light pierced everything.

The sword light fell from the sky!

It seems to be silent, and it seems to be shaking the world, I don't know if there is a sound, and I don't know if Wei Gao has moved.

But the sword light just appeared, without any warning, let alone any accident, when it should have appeared.

Playing Saburo faced the knife light, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and in his eyes, there was only that strange knife light, a cold knife light.

"No!"

With the roar of Juggan Saburo, the tail fire stick was melted by the sword light and turned into scrap metal. The breath brought by the tail fire stick came to an abrupt end, and all of it turned into the power of sword light.

Playing with all the strength of San Lang couldn't stop the power of Wei Gao's sword.

The natal knife, after being warmed, was unsheathed for the first time, and it was earth-shattering.

The tail fire stick is gone, but the sword shines unabated. It seems that it is still growing, and no force seems to be able to resist it, and the sword light sweeps towards Juggan Saburo with a sweeping attitude.

"Impossible!"

Playing San Lang can see that Wei Gao's Taoist heart is as immobile as a mountain, and the sword intent is shaking the heavens and the earth, this is Wei Gao's natal magic weapon?

This is a unique knife, the natal knife.

Juan Saburo can only see the green blade, the handle of the knife has many sharp corners, and there is a strip of red cloth at the handle, and the rest is not clear to see, completely blocked by the dazzling knife light.

In Saburo's heart, countless questions suddenly rose.

Why is it that when the earth's resources are exhausted, Wei Gao's knife can still fuse countless heavenly and earthly treasures? Why is there an endless ghost breath in the knife? Why is there the breath of the three major ghost beasts in the knife: the one-horned silver ring mang, the stone machine black panther, and the Nine Spirit Holy Scorpion?

Everything, I didn't have time to think about it, and I had already broken my thoughts.

Juggling Saburo's body was constantly twisting, shrinking, and melting, and in the light of the knife, it turned into dust.

The thought of the immortal couldn't stop Wei Gao's sword light, and in the sword light, it turned into powder.

The sword light dissipated, and Wei Gao's hands were empty.

The natal knife, enter the body, continue to recuperate.

Wei Gao put away his mind and found that the surroundings were shaking, and the emperor's tomb was about to collapse.