"Boom-" The loud noise continued, and the five-finger mountain giant hammer in the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's hand kept falling, and every time it fell, it was accompanied by an extra deep pit on the ground, and the six perfect heavenly immortals and Wei Chixiang hurriedly dodged.

The seven of them were very aggrieved, and the cultivation shown by the purple-haired Luo Zhuo was indeed very good, but there was no danger of the Golden Immortal, if the seven of them joined forces to get close, they would also have the confidence to kill him.

But the five-finger mountain in his hand is really too big, completely blocking the seven people, and several directions are blocked by Luo Zhuo with the five-finger mountain sledgehammer, his hammer is unusual, and it will be smashed if he is not careful, in this case, they can only use their magic weapons to avoid the attack, where can they still attack.

You must know that it is Wuzhi Mountain, a high-grade immortal weapon, although the purple-haired Luo Zhuo can't exert its full power, but it can't be ignored when it is used as a hill to smash people. The Five Finger Mountain is so heavy, and it is not something they can break, if it is really smashed underneath, there is almost no chance of survival.

These people are not immortals who specialize in refining bodies, although their physical strength is also very good, but compared to a body refining master like Luo Zhuo, they are far behind, and they definitely can't stand Wuzhi Mountain.

"Boom-" There was a loud bang, and more than an hour later, the opponent who was selected by Heicheng Martial Arts at the beginning couldn't dodge, and was smashed by the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's five-finger mountain giant hammer.

The man and his bell-shaped magic weapon suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and when the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's five-fingered mountain giant hammer was raised again, he only saw a bloody humanoid trace in the deep pit underground.

Including Yu Chixiang, everyone was stunned, that can be a perfect immortal, what he had in his hand was still a bell-shaped defensive magic weapon, and under one blow, even the magic weapon with people turned into nothing.

Yu Chixiang also frowned, so it seems that this purple-haired demon does not just use Wuzhi Mountain as a heavy object, otherwise it is impossible to kill a consummate immortal with one blow, he even brought out some of the forbidden law realm of Wuzhi Mountain, how is this possible, that is his natal magic weapon, even if he temporarily isolates his induction, but it is impossible to refine Wuzhi Mountain so quickly.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo didn't give him too much time to think, and smashed a celestial immortal to death with a hammer, he didn't have any joyful look, and continued to fall one hammer after another calmly.

Yu Chi Xiang was furious, although he had no hair on his head, his face was red, and his blood vessels seemed to be about to burst, what kind of person is he, a dignified half-step golden immortal, and the three-car monk also wants to call him a junior brother, and now in front of him, Yu Chi's family was killed, this is a great humiliation, even if this purple-haired demon is cut with a thousand knives, this shame cannot be washed away.

"Bastard, you forced me!" Wei Chixiang roared angrily.

"What if I forced you? My favorite thing to watch is a bald donkey getting angry. The purple-haired Luo Zhuo had a mocking face, "Isn't the Five Finger Mountain powerful? ”

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo said, and the five-fingered mountain giant hammer fell towards the top of Yu Chixiang's head.

"You all stand down!" Wei Chixiang shouted, his body was full of golden light, and his body began to grow taller and bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The remaining five Consummation Heavenly Immortals, seeing that Yu Chi Xiang was against Wuzhi Mountain, glanced at each other, and did not listen to his retreat, but let out a low cry, rushed towards Luo Zhuo, each sacrificed a magic weapon, and attacked Luo Zhuo.

The magic weapons of the five perfect heavenly immortals, with swords and swords, and even a bead the size of a human head, exuded an astonishing momentum, and they were about to fall on the purple-haired Luo Zhuo.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo's face did not change at all, his wrist shook, the long stick was withdrawn from the five-finger mountain, a circle was pulled, and five sticks were hit in an instant, each stick hit a magic weapon, and after five loud bangs, the five magic weapons had already flown back in the same way, and the speed was better than when they flew over.

Using skillful force to fly five magic weapons, the purple-haired Luo Zhuo turned over and landed on the Wuzhi Mountain, with the force of his feet, Yu Chixiang's body fell suddenly, his legs were deep in the rocks, and his huge body, which was as high as three zhang, was already a little bent.

"Get out, go back and report the news! Don't drag me down here!" Wei Chixiang yelled again.

The five Consummation Heavenly Immortals had just caught their respective magic weapons, and when they heard Yu Chixiang's words, they also saw that there was no opportunity to take advantage of them, so they stomped their feet, listened to his words, and turned their heads and flew in the direction of Chang'an City.

The five immortals flew away, and the purple-haired Luo Zhuo did not stop them, but used force under his feet, and once again pressed Yu Chixiang into the ground half a foot into the ground, what he didn't like was just the monk, and the rest of the people, he didn't look at it at all.

When Wei Chi Xiang saw his five subordinates flying away, a cruel smile appeared on his face, "I didn't plan to break through the Golden Immortal at this time, you can force me to this extent, you can be proud, but that's the end of it!"

He raised the sky and let out a roar, although he bent over, but the momentum soared into the sky, in the sky, there was a catastrophe cloud condensation, in an instant, a radius of more than a thousand miles, appeared above the head of the purple-haired Luo Zhuo, the thunder did not fall, and the powerful momentum already made people feel breathless.

"That Kuroshiro Takeshi, stay away. The purple-haired Luo Zhuo said coldly.

Heicheng Wu was stunned for a moment, he now had some doubts that this purple-haired man was not Luo Zhuo, if it was Luo Zhuo, how could he talk to himself in such a tone?

What he didn't know was that every time Luo Zhuo transformed, he would temporarily lose his senses, at this time, he was Luo Zhuo, not Luo Zhuo, and he was completely guided by the possession of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but this state does not mean that he was taken away by Hongmeng Purple Qi, because Hongmeng Purple Qi itself has no spiritual intelligence, in this state, it is actually the experience left by the previous owner of Hongmeng Purple Qi to be released in a special way.

Although he is a little uncertain, Heicheng Takeshi also knows that he can't intervene in the war in front of him, at this time, if he wants to stay here any longer, I am afraid that he will also attract his Golden Immortal Tribulation in advance, and then it will really be a dead end, and he has not yet reached the time when he can break through the Golden Immortal. Nodding, he flew back dozens of miles.

Heicheng Wu had just retreated, and above the clouds, the thunder had fallen.

Yu Chixiang laughed, he didn't hesitate to trigger his own Golden Immortal Tribulation in advance, he didn't believe it, this purple-haired demon could even withstand this!

The thunder robbery is ruthless, he doesn't care who you are, as long as you are under the thunderstorm, you will be chopped into scum.

Luo Zhuo stepped on the Wuzhi Mountain, and under the Wuzhi Mountain was Yu Chixiang, of course the thunder would not make a detour to hit the following Wei Chixiang, and the waterfall-like thunder poured towards the purple-haired Luo Zhuo.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo's face was still faintly mocking, without the slightest intention of dodging, the long stick in his hand was raised high to the sky, and a silent roar came out of his mouth, and his body was already overwhelmed by thunder.

In this way, the purple-haired Luo Zhuo faced the Golden Immortal Tribulation, but it was the real Tribulator Wei Chi Xiang, hiding under the Five Fingers Mountain, completely unaffected, he laughed, as if he had seen the purple-haired demon being split into black charcoal by the heavenly thunder.

"Crackling-" The first wave of heavenly thunder passed quickly, the thunder light disappeared, and the purple-haired Luo Zhuo's figure did not disappear as Yu Chixiang thought, he stood proudly on the top of Wuzhi Mountain, not even a trace of wrinkles in his clothes, as if the heavenly thunder just now did not appear.

Only the long stick in his hand pointing directly at the sky was originally gray, but now it was surrounded by layers of thunder and lightning light, as if the immeasurable thunder just now was all included in the long stick.

The purple-haired Luo Zhuo snorted coldly, and the long stick with thunder and light was whipped on the Five Finger Mountain at his feet, and with a click, the Five Finger Mountain was actually broken in two by him with one stick.

Boom, the five-fingered mountain divided into two parts fell to the ground, Yu Chixiang's body was light, and before he could stand up straight, the purple-haired Luo Zhuo had already fallen on his back, and the mana under his feet trampled his three-zhang tall body again.

Yu Chixiang was embarrassed and angry, and in the roar, he tried his best to stand up, at this time, the second heavenly thunder had fallen from the sky, this time, Luo Zhuo and Yu Chixiang were drowned at the same time, and for a while, in the thunder light, nothing could be seen. (To be continued.) )