Suddenly, an irresistible force seemed to be pulling Mu Ran, constantly trying to lift him up from the spot and pull him towards the reincarnation channel. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The same move appeared once in front of my eyes, do you think it will still be useful?" Mu Ran said coldly, and then slashed backwards.

Unlike Fang Cai's innumerable sword qi, this knife not only did not have the sword qi and sword shadow that appeared, but also did not even have the slightest sense of oppression.

However, this knife made the reincarnation passage start from the middle and slowly distort a little. It's just a little bit, but it's enough to hinder the absorption of the entire samsaric channel. Mu Ran could feel that the powerful suction force had decreased a lot under this knife.

"The old man underestimated you, I didn't expect that in these days, your progress has been so fast, and now you have rushed to the realm of enlightenment, given time, I am afraid that there will be your name among the strongest in the world. Seeing this, the Reincarnation Sect Ancestor was only slightly surprised, but his tone was still quite calm.

"The old man will give you another chance, as long as you are willing, the old man's conditions will not change, not only that, but you can also match that disciple Jiuyou Xu with you as a Taoist couple. "I don't know if I really fancy Mu Ran's potential, or if there is another conspiracy, the olive branches and bait thrown by the reincarnation ancestor again and again, just waiting for Mu Ran's acceptance.

"Joke, what are you as a Nine Shadows?" Mu Ran put the fire crystal long knife in his hand across his chest and said, "Don't think that Emperor Ben doesn't know that you have broken through the boundary of a quasi-saint now, but even if you become a true saint, Emperor Bendi will not be afraid." ”

Raising his head, Mu Ran took a deep breath and said lightly, "How many years ago, this emperor was never afraid, but now, how can he be afraid?"

"I can't imagine that in this world, there will really be people who toast and don't eat and drink, so it's okay. The atmosphere of the conversation between the two sides suddenly cooled down. Not only that, but the originally bright sky also dimmed, as if to announce that something big and terrible was about to happen.

The original protagonists here suddenly changed, from the Western Buddhism attacking the Fire Spirit Emperor Palace to a strong struggle between quasi-saints. At this time, whether it was Mu Ran's subordinates or the Buddhas brought by Maitreya Buddha, they could only stay aside for a while.

"Reincarnate old man, give me death!" A loud sound came from the sky, and then, five different and dazzling colors of blue, yellow, red, black, and white, flashed through the sky and broke through the sky. No matter which light it is, its goal is the same, the Patriarch of Samsara Sect.

In the face of these menacing five rays of light, the Reincarnation Sect Ancestor was not in a hurry, stretched out his hand, and a ripple-like shield appeared between his palms, and continued to expand outward, and all of a sudden, it occupied half of the sky.

The multicolored light and the ripple shield collided together, and the waves stirred up were not small, and outside, I don't know how many Buddhas were turned into ashes by the aftermath of this moment. If it weren't for the countless formation prohibitions and Hill's notebook blocking it, the Fire Spirit Emperor Palace would have been razed to the ground. But Rao is like this, the whole palace was also shaken and collapsed a lot, and those little monsters who were not strong also fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

The Maitreya Buddha had long been awakened by such a battle, and took out a golden bowl from his sleeve robe to protect him. Rao is like this, he still has to be pushed away by this wave of qi for more than ten meters, and cold sweat breaks out on his back. This is just the aftermath, and the gap between the quasi-saints is so visible.

In the same face of the aftermath, Mu Ran seemed quite calm. Without even making a move, a protective wall of flames was already in front of him, blocking the scattered waves of qi from the front.

And in the center of this confrontation, a loud bang spread in all directions, and then the two people were shaken away.

Although the Reincarnation Sect Ancestor was passively defending on the spot, he only retreated three or four feet away to stabilize his body.

Opposite him, the man stepped back about five or six feet. In obvious contrast to the ink-black clothes of the ancestor of the reincarnation, he was dressed in a white robe, and the bun on his head had been washed away in the aftermath of this time, and his long hair was draped down, not only did it look disorganized, but it had a sense of beauty. Behind him, the five colors of blue, red, yellow, black, and white correspondingly converged into five faint rays of light.

Judging by his bearing, he is extremely lonely, and he can fight against the reincarnation ancestor without being defeated, and he is definitely not very human.

"Kong Xuan, the old man left you alive, I can't imagine that you still don't know whether you are alive or dead, and dare to come?" The words of the Reincarnation Sect Ancestor surprised everyone.

Who is Kong Xuan? The five-colored peacock is rumored to be one of the four strongest in the world. The five-colored divine light behind him is nothing. In the battle of the gods, the twelve golden immortals and the people of the Burning Lamp Dao who fought with their own strength did not dare to move forward half a step, and finally provoked the saints to come before they were surrendered.

Rao is like this, the Zhun Ti saint was careless, and he also suffered a small loss under his five-colored divine light. But even so, Kong Xuan is also prestigious, and it is not an exaggeration to call him one of the four strongest.

"Reincarnation old man, don't think that now that all the saints are gone, no one can cure you, a newborn guy, and you can do whatever you want. You do something else, I don't care about you. But you shouldn't have killed my brother Dapeng. Kong Xuan took a step forward, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the five divine lights were all pinched in his hands.

"Although this brother and I don't have a good relationship, and he is not a climatic person, he is my own brother after all. If you dare to do this, then there is a price to pay. I don't care if you break through the limit of quasi-sainthood or become a saint, in short, you must die!"

Kong Xuan's tone is not small. According to him, the saint seems to have left suddenly because of some will, and in this world, only this newborn "saint" reincarnation ancestor remains. At this time, his family is dominant, so he is naturally lawless as he wants. However, Kong Xuan dared to boast like this, Haikou also has his own capital. Tu Sheng, although the other party is a saint, but he has just broken through, and he Kong Xuan is also one of the four strongest, but I am afraid that he still has the strength to fight.

"That's right, the saints are gone, even if they are still there, why should the old man be afraid of them? they are just false saints, and the old man is the real saint. Now, the old man is the reincarnation master!" Since the words have been said to this point, the reincarnation sect ancestor simply tore his face and directly made it clear. In his opinion, he, a true saint, would naturally not be afraid of just two quasi-saints.

"If you have the ability, let's go together. ”

At this time, Kong Xuan discovered that there was another person beside them.

From his point of view, this person is only afraid that he is slightly inferior to himself, and he can't imagine for a while when there will be so many talents in this world.

The enemy of the enemy is naturally the friend. Kong Xuan and Mu Ran are not people who talk much, the two glanced at each other, and they both recognized each other to a certain extent. It was the two of them who stood together, intending to fight together against the reincarnation Dao master who had gone a little crazy.