"Ahhh

Thunder light polar body, Yu Chixiang's body, as high as three zhang, and the body surface is golden, and Luo Zhuo looks like an ordinary person, except for the purple hair and purple pupils are a little demonic, but no matter how you look at it, Yu Chixiang's body is stronger.

But in the thunder, it was Wei Chixiang who screamed.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo, on the other hand, did not make any sound, and the second wave of thunder lasted for a quarter of an hour before disappearing.

When the thunder disappeared again, the scene revealed was a big surprise, Yu Chixiang's tall body had returned to its original state, and he was being trampled under the feet of the purple-haired Luo Zhuo, and the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's body was still clean, which was in stark contrast to the scorched black and open-skinned Yu Chixiang.

"Who the hell are you!" Yu Chixiang roared angrily, his voice full of pathos, "You are obviously not a Golden Immortal, why are you not afraid of the Golden Immortal Tribulation?"

"You are a bald donkey, how much knowledge can you have. The purple-haired Luo Zhuo said indifferently, "Originally, you could live, but who made you unlucky, the natal magic weapon is the Wuzhi Mountain that I hate the most, and I will be reincarnated in the next life, remember not to be a monk again." ”

With the force under his feet, Wei Chixiang's head was trampled little by little like a stone, and the hard stone was like tofu, and there was no obstacle at all.

"Forget it, die at my feet, and you won't have another life. The purple-haired Luo Zhuo chuckled lightly and said coldly.

The thunder flashed under his feet, and the next moment, Yu Chixiang's head was about to burst open like a watermelon.

"Be merciful!" a voice sounded, only to see a figure appear several miles away, and raised his voice, he stood there and spoke, but he did not dare to take another half a step, for fear of being affected by the catastrophe.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo looked up, and saw that the voice was made by a man in his thirties, the man was dressed in a gray monk's robe, but he was not bald.

"Who are you?" said the purple-haired Luo Zhuo with interest, and at this time, the third wave of thunder fell from the sky.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo raised his right hand and threw a punch into the sky, he couldn't describe what that punch looked like, it seemed to be plain, but it destroyed the world, and with a punch, the clouds in the sky actually dissipated.

The pupils of the man in the monk's robe contracted suddenly, and he subconsciously took a step back, what kind of person is this, who can actually disperse the heavenly tribulation with one punch!

"In the lieutenant late line. The monk-robed man's voice was much more respectful, "I also ask Daoyou's subordinates to be merciful and let go of the nephew, what happened before was the rudeness of my Wei Chi family, why don't you expose it?"

"Wei Chixing? The purple-haired Luo Zhuo said indifferently, "It's none of your business, get out." He waved his hand as if to drive away flies.

The lieutenant was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this person to be so direct, but he didn't dare to turn his face, this person dispersed the Golden Immortal Tribulation in front of him, which was a means that he couldn't even imagine.

"The family teacher is Manjushri Bodhisattva in the Lingshan Resort of Dongsheng Divine Continent, can you give a thin noodle?" Wei Chixing said with anger in his endurance.

"Manjushri?" the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's purple pupils contracted suddenly, "Since you are Manjushri's apprentice, then you don't have to leave!" His voice was full of murderous aura, making the cold hairs behind Wei Chixing's back stand up.

The thunder exploded under the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's feet, and before Yu Chixiang could speak, his head had already burst open, and the red and white splashed all over the ground, and even the soul of the Yuan Shen did not escape, and it fell.

And the purple-haired Luo Zhuo, without even looking at him, had already risen into the sky, and with a stick, he struck a distance of several miles, and had already reached the top of the captain's head.

Wei Chi Xing is the uncle of Yu Chi Shan and Yu Chi Xiang, the master of the Golden Immortal, although he did not lose his hair, but he also worshiped under the door of Manjushri Bodhisattva, although Manjushri Bodhisattva accepted him as an apprentice is also for the sake of Tang Seng's face, but after all, he is also a disciple, he has asked in such a low voice, this purple-haired demon still did not hesitate to kill him, this is unbearable!

Wei Chixing roared, and a demon-slaying pestle appeared in his hand, facing the stick that hit him.

"Boom-" With a bang, the demon pestle and the long stick collided together, Wei Chixing's body shook, but the purple-haired Luo Zhuo took a step back.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo was carrying a long stick, his brows furrowed slightly, "This body is also a little too weak." He muttered, the long stick circled around, the wind rose, and the aura of heaven and earth surged towards the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's body, if you look at it from a high altitude, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles has formed a whirlpool, surging towards Luo Zhuo, such a speed of absorbing aura, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid it would have been exploded several times.

However, the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's body seemed to be a black hole, and those spiritual qi poured into his body, but there was no change in the slightest, saying that it was too late and that was fast, just when the purple-haired Luo Zhuo absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the demon slaying pestle in Wei Chixing's hand had already attacked brazenly.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo killed his nephew in front of him, and took the lead in attacking him, how could he let this opportunity go!

The demon pestle turned into a golden light, and appeared in front of the purple-haired Luo Zhuo with the momentum of wind and thunder, and the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's long stick was horizontal, blocking the attack, but his body was also beaten backwards by the huge force, and he withdrew for several miles before he stopped retreating, and in this process, the aura of heaven and earth did not stagnate into his body at all.

The purple light in the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's eyes became heavier and heavier, and the speed of the aura rotation became faster and faster, although Yu Chilin felt a little strange, but he also knew that he must not let the situation continue.

He roared, his body was full of golden light, and the demon pestle conjured into a huge shape, chasing after the purple-haired Luo Zhuo, bringing up momentum, and even the trees on the ground were crushed to the ground.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo still didn't fight back, but just defended, no matter how fierce Wei Chixing's attack was, as long as the long stick in his hand was horizontal, he blocked his attack, and every time Luo Zhuo was knocked out of the distance, but no matter how he retreated, the purple-haired Luo Zhuo was not injured.

The more Yu Chilin attacked, the more frightened he became, this purple-haired demon didn't know where it came from, his cultivation obviously felt far inferior to himself, but he couldn't help him, and he had already noticed that the aura of heaven and earth around him was decreasing. He couldn't understand that even he couldn't bear absorbing the aura of heaven and earth like this, how could this purple-haired demon still not be able to explode?

The Golden Immortal Realm, he can already manipulate the aura of heaven and earth to cast spells, and the decrease of aura of heaven and earth still has a certain impact on his strength, Yu Chilin, he knows that he must find a way to interrupt Luo Zhuo, he has an intuition, if he can't interrupt Luo Zhuo, then it is best to flee in advance! But he is a golden immortal, and he escapes like this, it is too embarrassing, and in that case, he may not be able to make an inch of progress in his cultivation in the future, but for a while, he really can't use stronger means.

But after all, he was a golden immortal, Zhenyuan rolled, and the momentum on his body soared into the sky, and the demon pestle smashed down again, "Boom-" The purple-haired Luo Zhuo was smashed into the ground from mid-air, smashing out a deep pit.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo was in the middle of the pit, and there was a circle of spiderweb-like cracks at his feet, but even so, his waist was still straight, and his eyes had never looked at the captain from beginning to end. At this moment, he took a deep breath, and the last trace of heaven and earth aura within a radius of thousands of miles also entered his body.

This also created a spectacle, with the purple-haired Luo Zhuo as the center, within a radius of thousands of miles, it became a vacuum land, where all the original heaven and earth aura entered Luo Zhuo's body, and there was an empty piece here, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura naturally began to replenish. The clouds rolled as if there was a tornado.

At this time, the purple-haired Luo Zhuo had already risen into the sky, avoiding Wei Chixing's pursuit, and in the sky, there were clouds of calamity condensed again.

Wei Chixing was taken aback, this purple-haired demon was going to cross the tribulation! If he stayed under the tribulation clouds any longer, he was afraid that his next heavenly tribulation would also be triggered, and he would definitely not be sure to survive the golden immortal double tribulation. He wanted to kill the purple-haired Luo Zhuo, but he didn't want to die with him!

Yu Chilin's figure flashed, he was already a few miles away, and if he repeated it, he had already retreated dozens of miles away, and he couldn't even bother attacking the purple-haired Luo Zhuo. (To be continued.) )