Wei Chixiang was very angry, he had practiced for many years, he thought that he was already unfazed, but he had just walked around the line of life and death, he was really angry, just now he reacted a little worse, he might end up with an immortal and seriously injured, although he was a monk, but he was extremely proud in his heart, and he looked down on the monks of Nanzhan Buzhou at all.

Although fundamentally speaking, he is also a person from Nanzhan Buzhou, but he thinks that since he worships under the Lingshan Gate, he is a person from Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Yu Chi Xiang shouted, Zhen Yuan poured into the magic weapon above his head, and the magic weapon suddenly burst into golden light, this time it was much stronger than the golden light emitted by Yu Chi Xiang himself, and the fog in the mist formation began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and every breath disappeared into a percent, and after a few breaths, the dense fog in front of Yu Chi Xiang was no longer enough to block the line of sight.

In front of his eyes, a figure appeared, it was a somewhat unfamiliar figure, the Luo Zhuo who had killed his nephew that he had just glimpsed was gone, and standing not far in front of him was a young man with purple hair and purple eyes, handsome and somewhat bewitching, and on the shoulders of that young man, he was also carrying a long stick the thickness of a baby's arm.

"Who are you? Where is Luo Zhuo?" Wei Chixiang looked at the purple-haired young man in front of him with a vigilant expression, and this person exuded an aura that made him feel very dangerous. He knew Luo Zhuo because he had seen Luo Zhuo's portrait, but he was not too familiar with Luo Zhuo.

After Luo Zhuo's hair turned purple, his appearance also looked a little different, so it was normal for Yu Chixiang not to recognize it, he couldn't imagine that Fang Cai was still a black-haired person, and after a few breaths, he turned into purple hair and purple pupils, and there was no slightest mana fluctuation on his body, which violated his cognition.

It can't be said that Yu Chixiang reacted slowly, the reason why Yu Wenming could tell that he had Hongmeng purple qi from the fact that he turned into purple hair was because Yu Wenming's purpose of going to the earth was to find Hongmeng purple qi, and Yu Chixiang would not go in that direction at all now.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo didn't answer him, he didn't even look at him, his somewhat bewitching eyes that emitted purple light were staring at the magic weapon on the top of Yu Chixiang's head.

"Answer my question!" Wei Chixiang said coldly, stepping forward, and the golden light of the magic weapon hanging over his head was even stronger.

The mist formation disappeared suddenly, making Heicheng Wu and the few immortals of Yu Chi's family also stunned for a moment, Heicheng Wu was also the first time to see the purple-haired Luo Zhuo, but he was much more familiar with Luo Zhuo than Wei Chi Xiang, although he didn't understand the situation, but he recognized Luo Zhuo at a glance, and his figure flashed, and he had already arrived at Luo Zhuo's side.

And the six immortals of the Yu Chi family, as soon as they saw the mist formation disappear, put away their defensive magic weapons one after another, stood behind Yu Chi Xiang, and confronted the purple-haired Luo Zhuo.

"Are you okay?" said Hei Cheng Wu in a low voice, the mist formation disappeared, he also knew that the situation was a little dangerous, and Luo Zhuo seemed to be a little wrong.

"You step aside, I'll leave it here. The purple-haired Luo Zhuo said, without a trace of emotional fluctuation in his voice.

"Since you're with them, whoever you are, let's die together. Seeing the purple-haired Luo Zhuo and Heicheng Wu talking, Yu Chi Xiang shouted loudly, and said angrily, the golden magic weapon suspended above his head flew up, and grew with the wind, instantly becoming the size of a small mountain, that small mountain, with five peaks, like five fingers, pressed towards the purple-haired Luo Zhuo and Heicheng Wu.

"Hmph, the imitation of Wuzhi Mountain dares to be so arrogant. The purple-haired Luo Zhuo snorted coldly, and the long stick on his shoulder had reached his hand, and he waved it forward.

The stick was very small, like a branch on a mountain compared to the huge five-finger mountain, and when the tip of the stick touched the bottom of the five-finger mountain, everyone who saw it felt that the stick would definitely snap open.

But unexpectedly, at the moment when the stick touched Wuzhi Mountain, the heaven and earth aura centered on the top of the stick, forming a huge whirlpool, and in an instant, the heaven and earth aura within a radius of several miles was pumped clean.

The long stick absorbed a large amount of aura, but the appearance did not change in the slightest, it was too late, in fact, the whole process happened, but in an instant, boom, the five-finger mountain was pumped by the purple-haired Luo Zhuo and flew back towards Yu Chixiang, on the five-finger mountain, from bottom to top, there was a crack visible to the naked eye.

"Poof-" Yu Chixiang spurted out a mouthful of blood, although this five-finger mountain is his natal magic weapon, but it is not practiced by him personally, but his father, that is, the lay brother of the three-car monk, gave him to refine after practice, this five-finger mountain uses countless precious materials, and the power is endless, after he refines the natal magic weapon, no one has ever been able to withstand a blow.

His five-finger mountain is naturally not as good as the Buddha's magic weapon Wuzhi Mountain, which is an innate spiritual treasure, but he is also a high-grade immortal weapon, how could he be cracked by an unknown kid with a stick?

Wei Chixiang didn't believe it, the corners of his mouth were bloody, he roared angrily, urged Wuzhi Mountain again, and hit the purple-haired Luo Zhuo.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo's face remained unchanged, the purple flames in his eyes burned, and the long stick in his hand attacked again, and the long stick crossed a strange trajectory, accurately falling to the top of the Five Finger Mountain, and smashed the Five Finger Mountain towards Yu Chi Xiang with a stick, and the castration was faster than when he came.

Yu Chixiang urged the magic trick again and again, and reluctantly moved the direction in which his natal magic weapon fell, rubbed his ear and fell to the ground, boom, the strong wind brought by the shaking of the earth and the mountain blew away Yu Chixiang's hair, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

"What are you doing in a daze, give it to me!" Yu Chixiang said loudly at the six stunned immortals, Wuzhishan was beaten back twice, and he already knew that it was not a coincidence, the cultivation of this purple-haired demon was higher than him.

As soon as Yu Chixiang shouted this, the other six people also came back to their senses, and they all sacrificed magic weapons and hit the purple-haired Luo Zhuo.

The black light on Kuroshiro Takeshi's body flashed, and he was about to rush forward, Luo Zhuo crossed his long stick and said, "Don't make trouble!" The tone in which he spoke had the feeling of an elder teaching a lesson, but for some reason, Kuroshiro Takeshi saw his purple eyes, and he didn't refute it, but honestly took a few steps back.

At this time, the magic weapons sacrificed by the six heavenly immortals have arrived in front of the purple-haired Luo Zhuo, these six heavenly immortals are all heavenly immortals in the consummation realm, and they strike with all their strength, with the power of overwhelming mountains and seas, under the golden immortals, almost no one can hardly connect.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo didn't make a hard connection, his figure flashed, he had disappeared on the spot, and he didn't see clearly how he passed through the blockade of the six-person attack, and directly appeared next to the Five Finger Mountain that Yu Chixiang hadn't had time to sacrifice again.

With a wave of the long stick in his hand, as if playing baseball, he lifted the five-finger mountain, which already had two cracks, into the air.

"Dead bald donkey, don't you like to smash people, I'll let you taste what it's like to be smashed today!" the purple-haired Luo Zhuo laughed, and pointed his long stick at the sky, and the five-fingered mountain fell right on the tip of his stick.

"Poof-" There was a soft sound, and the long stick was inserted into the five-fingered mountain, a foot deeper, as if it was a thin hammer handle with a huge hammer head, and the purple-haired Luo Zhuo swung the very incongruous hammer and smashed it towards Yu Chixiang and the six consummate immortals.

Yu Chixiang was shocked, he knew very well what the weight of his Five Finger Mountain was, if he was smashed, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, he urged the magic trick and wanted to recall the Five Finger Mountain, but his natal magic weapon seemed to have lost contact, and he didn't listen to his call.

At this time, Wuzhi Mountain had already reached the top of his head, and in shock, Wei Chixiang hurriedly moved away.

With a bang, Wuzhi Mountain smashed to the ground, and a huge deep pit appeared there, Yu Chixiang and the others had already dodged it, but the purple-haired Luo Zhuo didn't give them a chance to breathe, and fell hammer after hammer, the hammer head of Wuzhi Mountain looked more than 10,000 tons, but in the hands of the purple-haired Luo Zhuo, it was as light as nothing, like a whack-a-mole, and as soon as those few people landed, the hammer head had already chased after them, and it seemed that the sky was full of hammer shadows.

At this time, they still have free time to find trouble with Luo Zhuo and Takeshi Kuroshiro, and they have problems with self-preservation.

Heicheng Wu was shocked to see it, is this still Luo Zhuo? A half-step golden immortal, six consummation heavenly immortals, under him was so embarrassed, he still wanted not to be caught up by him, where is this not to be caught up by him, is not to be thrown too far by him! )