Bang! The dull sound sounded, like a heavy stone falling on the hard ground, and people couldn't help but feel a tremble under their feet, obviously there was no change, but there was a feeling of unsteadiness on their feet.

Boom! The powerful shock wave swept violently, impacting in all directions, progressing layer by layer like a tide, Agu Chengluan's body was just behind, and he had to use the spiritual power in his body to stand firmly in place, and he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart for a while.

This movement was the scene after the Western Desert Buddhist [Twenty-Four Heavens] collided with Zhang Mo's palm, only to hear the Buddha say: "At a young age, he is just a turtle monk in the open sea, and he dares to shake me [Twenty-four Heavens], I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

"I don't know if it's alive or dead? Just when he was triumphant, he heard a lazy voice in the center of the storm sound: "Is this the [Twenty-four Heavens] that the Western Desert Buddhists are equipped with as standard? ”

"What?!" Hearing this, the Buddhists of the Western Desert immediately jumped up in fright, what is the power of their magic weapons, of course they know very well, just now, the Buddha beads bombarded in turn, not to mention the exaggeration of smashing a mountain, hundreds of meters high boulders, can always be blasted into slag, how can the other party still speak now? The other party is really a human being? Isn't it a demon who is made of iron and stone?!

Before he could react, he calmed down the place where the air was violently moving, and he was terrified in his heart and wanted to urge the [Twenty-Four Heavens] to bombard the other party, but found that although he could still sense the location of the magic weapon, the magic weapon seemed to be firmly controlled by someone, and he still stayed in place without moving at all depending on how he urged it, and for a while it was like a bucket of cold water poured down from the top door, and the whole heart was cold!

"[Twenty-four Heavens], because there should be twenty-four Buddha beads, although you are now also twenty-four Buddha beads, but only seven of them have been sacrificed out of space, and the others are not outdated ordinary magic weapons, they should be left to confuse people's eyes and ears, although they are also extraordinary, but it is useless to keep them, it is better to destroy them. ”

Puff puff・・・・・・

After Zhang Mo's words came out, the Western Desert Buddhists spit out blood one by one as if they didn't want to die, although each mouthful was not a lot, but more than ten mouthfuls of blood were spit out, which still made his face look as white as paper: it was because his Buddha beads, which had not been sacrificed to the heavens, were crushed by Zhang Mo one by one.

At this time, the Buddhists of the Western Desert did not dare to be rampant, and hurriedly asked: "May I ask who the donor is sacred, the power of the physical body is so strong, but the cultivation of Beirong [Wuji True Body]? ”

The strongest body cultivation in the world is the Western Desert Golden Body Technique and the Beirong Wuji True Body, he originally came from the Western Desert, and naturally knew that the other party was not using the Western Desert Golden Body Technique, and he had such a strong physical body that could withstand the bombardment of the [Twenty-Four Heavens], and also used the power of the flesh to directly crush the Buddha beads - the Buddha beads were forged for the sake of refining the heavenly magic weapons, and they were extremely hard, even if they were put there to be destroyed, ordinary monks would not want to damage half a point - it was to show the power of the physical body, and naturally thought that the other party was the cultivation of the Beirong Wuji True Body.

Of course, Zhang Mo knew what he was going to do, but he just sneered: "I'm not a Beirong Heavenly Son, and I haven't cultivated Beirong's martial arts true body, so you don't have to make friends with me, since you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to bear the consequences, at this time, I know in a low voice that I begged someone, where did the momentum go just now?!"

Called to break the purpose, the Western Desert Buddhists did not panic and said: "My Buddha is compassionate, there are many misunderstandings with the donor before, this behavior is the fault of the little monk, I hope that the donor will be tolerant, can forgive the little monk, the little monk will be grateful, and so he will set foot in the Western Desert one day, the little monk will definitely be grateful for the grace of the donor today, and the landlord will do his best, so that the donor can enjoy the scenery of the Western Desert and watch the majesty of my Buddhism." ”

"If you can't get a relationship, you start to talk about the background and find a backer. Zhang Mo gently pinched the seven Buddha beads in his hand, feeling their restless agitation, raised his eyebrows and said: "I won't deceive you, since you only make one move, then I will only make one move to attack, if you can hold on, today's matter will end here, I don't want to face the life and death of the Buddhists in the Western Desert, if you can't stand it, then you should die here, you should prepare well." ”

The Western Desert Buddhists raised their heads and asked solemnly, "My Buddha is merciful, can the donor's words be serious?!"

Zhang Mo smiled coldly, and said with disdain: "I don't have the habit of deceiving people, and I don't have the need to lie to you, if it is a move, it must be a trick, after a move, you and I will go our own ways and have nothing to do with each other, even if I really go to the West Desert in the future, I will not look for you." ”

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward, put his palms together and pinched the seven Buddha beads in his hands, and even used this hand to bombard the past directly, so that the eyes of the Buddhists in the West Desert who saw this scene were picked: although he couldn't take back the magic weapon, but the magic weapon was still controlled by himself, the other party grabbed the magic weapon and attacked, and he deliberately controlled the magic weapon to weaken his strength.

Thinking of this, the desperate means secretly prepared by the Buddhists in the Western Desert have been quietly put down, the feeling that Zhang Mo gave him just now is too terrifying, the strength of his body is definitely not something he can resist, he has already Baoding desperate thoughts, but Zhang Mo pinched the Buddha beads and punched him, making him think that the other party really did not dare to kill because of his identity, so naturally there was no need to fight.

But even so, he didn't dare to be negligent, his body was covered with a layer of golden glow, which was caused by his own alchemy, and then he laid a layer of spiritual defense in front of his body, enveloping himself like a copper wall, and the robe on his body was even more brilliant, and the engraved defensive formation was fully activated, and it could be said that the defensive means that could be used were all used at this moment, and he was confident that even if the other party was really cultivating the true body of martial arts, he would not easily break through his own defense and hurt himself.

The sound of the bubble breaking continued to sound, and the spiritual power defenses laid by this Western Desert Buddhist disciple were shattered one after another, and it didn't even play a role in slightly blocking Zhang Mo's fist, this punch looked ordinary, but the power made the Western Desert Buddhist disciple's face change greatly.

In his mind, he increased his control over the heavenly magic weapons, thinking of exerting force in different directions, in a vain attempt to disperse the power of this punch inside the fist, but found that it was in vain, and the opponent's iron fist was not affected in the slightest, and it was bombarded all the way unimpeded!

The robe on his body, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, turned into fragments and floated down, this punch came up, and the entire robe was shattered, and the defensive formation engraved on it was not ordinary, which actually made Zhang Mo's fist have a slight delay.

"You are so bold, you dare to kill the Western Desert Buddhists!"

Boom! With a punch, the upper half of the body of the Western Desert Buddhist disciple flew directly, and the whole person immediately lost the breath of life, and the lower half of the body could not stop falling downward, and the drops of blood were as heavy as lead and mercury.

"In the end, he still received some influence, if it weren't for pinching these heavenly magic weapons, his last sentence should not be able to say. Zhang Mo shook his head, a little dissatisfied with the punch he had just made, and muttered in his mouth: "If it weren't for the fear that you would have some desperate means, I wouldn't bother to tell you so much, and I will beat you into a pulp with a punch!"

As soon as this Western Desert Buddhist died, the bowl that was restricting the movement of the crab demon not far away, because no one controlled it, immediately lost its power, and the crab demon saw that the situation was not good, and he actually stretched out his hand to catch the magic weapon in his hand, and turned around to run.

A sword qi jumped up, and the big demon was just about to turn around when he felt a palpitation, and when he looked back, he saw the sword qi swallowing, as if he was going to cut off this space, and the sword qi was referring to his own body.

Seeing the big demon stop, Zhang Mo said directly: "Surrender or die, you choose." ”