"If you have something to ask for in the world, the heaven, the time, the place, the harmony of the people is the moon in the mirror, the water transforms, dreams, bubbles, shadows, rain, dew, lightning, and it will disappear in an instant. Only the word "revolution" can last forever. You are right, but it's a pity that the Tao is different and it's a pity that it's not to plan for each other. "

Dahui Zonggao suddenly stood up, and his originally dry and thin body seemed to have been injected with strange vitality. With a slight crackling sound, the old lady Long Zhong's body suddenly became as strong as a vajra, and her muscles were twisted and twisted, like an ancient pine root, showing an infinite strength.

As the old monk stood up suddenly, the oil lamp in the entire Miaoye bluestone corridor shook suddenly, and a fist-sized lamp burst out. For a moment, the light was intertwined, and the light shadow was mottled, like a dream, and the confusing made people lose their sense of direction in an instant.

At this moment, the old monk Dahui Zonggao had an extra wooden spear in his hand, with a sharp spear head, and the gun rod was rosy and delicate. A trace of wooden texture seemed to appear from the gun rod. The entire gun seemed to have its own spiritual surname and life.

The old monk stood upright with his gun, and no movement was seen. The spear head trembled violently in an instant. In an instant, hundreds of arcs were drawn in the air in front of him. Each arc expanded and shrunk significantly, showing dynamics. Some expanded into a whole circle, and some shrunk into a small dot. This strange scene was the starting point of the old monk Dahui Zonggao's gun technique. When he shook out thousands of guns, the old monk's gun suddenly disappeared from his hands, and even his entire person disappeared. Only thousands of arc guns attacked the three women and one man on Wang Zhong's side.

Seeing that the gun was fierce and unprecedented, Ji Luohong was about to meet him with an axe when she heard Wang Zhong shouting: "Wait, Lu Na, come."

Originally, the gun was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the four people almost under their eyelids. Wang Lele and Lu Na, who had relatively weak magic power, almost saw the light in the middle of the thousands of arcs, which was only a few millimeters away from the eyeballs, and they didn't even have time to direct their bodies to react. Both women were shocked at the same time, as if they were at a loss.

The old monk's spear skills are so fast and sharp that he surpasses the earth immortals and reaches the celestial immortals. Compared with Qi Jiguang and Yuan Chonghuan, the spear skills of the two are simply divided into worlds and mud. This is the essence of the Yue Wang Spear, which defends the Han family's rivers and mountains and earth.

But just as Wang Zhong drank, the whole space seemed to pause for a moment, and the gun also paused for a moment. After all, Lu Na was a master of the master's position. She immediately came to her senses, and the gun in her hand also shook out at the same time, twisting towards the rolling gun that was rushing towards her.

Lu Na used the last killer move of Zhao Yun's spear technique, "Seven Snakes" in his spear technique. When he shot out, the gun rod swayed, like seven huge poisonous snakes flying out of his hole, and suddenly, opening his mouth and biting like lightning.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, it seemed like the sound of popcorn bamboo sounded in the corridor, whirlwinds were everywhere, and the evil spirits flowed across the corridor, making thousands of lights sway in the corridor, but some of the lights were the Qiankun lamps in Xuanyuan Tomb, which were made from thousands of years of yarrow to make wicks, and the oil and inner elixir of the divine turtle giant turtle as fuel, which can be burned for thousands of years. And living under this lamp to practice, after a long time, if you absorb the energy of the magic lamp, you will become an indestructible body.

The meaning of this Qiankun lamp is that once it lights up, it can illuminate the Qiankun like Yue, and it has incredible magical uses. Therefore, it is not extinguished when the battle between the Qi and Gangsha of two guns.

The two guns collided with each other. Although Lu Na tried her best to use the gun, she still felt that the pressure increased ten times and a hundred times. She was like a small boat in the middle of the vast ocean storm, which would be destroyed at any time. However, she also realized the truth that when she encountered strong people, she was at a clear disadvantage, but she gritted her teeth and persevered, and used the gun technique she had learned without reservation, and confirmed with the military guns of the old monk's military commander. As long as she did not die under the gun, Lu Na knew that she would definitely increase by leaps and bounds after this gun was used against the gun.

Collapse! A violent sound, and after two guns collided, Lu Na retreated suddenly, and the magic gun made by the Mo family in her hand broke in the middle. This gun was cast by fine steel and black iron with hardware energy, quenched by dragon blood, and was blessed with 365 fire dragon power golden talismans. It was also a first-class immortal weapon, but it was defeated in a round of collision. Although it was because Lu Na's magic power was not maintained, it was obvious that the old monk used a gun much more powerful than this Taimo magic gun.

Lu Na's hands with guns were shaken by the tiger's mouth, and blood flowed and had already retreated. However, the old monk Dahui Zonggao's gun was not letting go. All the arc gun points disappeared instantly, and the wooden gun followed like a shadow, following like a maggot attached to the bone. It hit Lu Na's throat, and the shiny spear head was no distance from the tender throat skin.

Wang Lele was shocked. Even Ji Luohong wanted to rescue him. No one expected that the moment when the two shots collided, Lu Na would be defeated. Even the protective energy and magic weapon were stubborn like paper, and it could not stop the opponent's thrust.

Ji Luohong was unable to take action, and she felt that she was surrounded by thousands of troops, but in an instant, the enemy broke into the central camp tent alone and could not turn around any force. She could only watch the smell of being shot to death.

Ding! At this critical moment, Wang Zhong's index finger on his right hand replaced Lu Na's throat at some point, facing the tip of the spear.

Haha, the violent stabbing of the entire gun encountered obstacles, and the straight gun rod was bent into a bow shape, but it did not pierce Wang Zhong's fingers at all.

Dahui Zonggao's gun was 12 feet long. At this time, Wang Zhong pointed at the tip of the gun. The gun body was like a bow, but it could not move forward at all. The old monk's body holding the gun was also revealed. Seeing that the gun was blocked, he did not express any surprise expression. He just suddenly relaxed his hand and stretched out! The air was shocking, and the bent gun body suddenly rebounded, just like a big lobster jumping up, and the gun tail was like a stick, rumbling sound burst in the air and smashed it down on Wang Zhong Tianling Gai.

This attack is a little more powerful than the previous straight-slashing spear tip. As long as it is solid, even if there is any defensive magic weapon, the light of the head will definitely be mixed into rotten watermelons.

Moreover, the tail of this gun contains the old monk's Demon-Breaking Gangsha. Even the energy of the soul will be dispersed and will never be reborn. The military's guns reach the extreme, sweeping the world and trampling the world, which is not something that only Qi Refiners can use magic weapons and flying swords to block.

"A good gun is a whole ancient strange tree descending dragon tree seedling, which is united with your spirit. You use the gun like an arm and soul, and has the agility of the body. It is indeed more powerful than a hardware gun. The gun has reached its peak. It can almost be side by side with the Chiyou Miaodao. It is worthy of being a Zen master who comes from Buddhism but has a different realm. Lu Na, you have to watch out, the monk's gun is the gun."

Wang Zhong had such a cultivation level, so naturally he would not be like Lu Na, and was almost chased by the monk with a gun until he met. He didn't know when the other hand was exploring, as if he knew in advance that the old monk was going to use the force to use the gun to hit the tail, and grabbed the tail of the gun that was hit by the sharp end. However, this time it was not so easy to make a freehand painting. A thick blood-colored divine weapon was wrapped around his hands, obviously not to be damaged by the force of the attack.

He pointed at the tip of the gun and grabbed the tail of the gun with the other hand. Seeing that Wang Zhong wanted to take the old monk's gun for himself, the gun suddenly trembled violently, making a sound of breaking through the air and cracking. An unparalleled force came from the gun. The old monk was like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, and his hands were catching and pulling, like pulling an invisible bow.

"Divine Arm Bow." Wang Zhong moved his thoughts and suppressed the powerful force on the gun. The old monk pulled the bow and arrow suddenly, and suddenly a black crack was torn apart in the space, with an arrow sharp, and it shot straight into Wang Zhong's heart.

Wang Zhong knew that this was the old monk's unique skill, the magic arm bow, and shot out the essence and energy of the whole body in a virtual and arch-like manner, accumulating power and bursting out, tearing apart all tangible and intangible existences.

Although the old monk's moves are not as gorgeous as those Qi Refiners. When they take action, thunder and fire fly around and sword light is like flowers, it is even more terrifying. The moves are all necessary to kill, and they are not dispersed. If they are caught, there is no help.

This is also the horror of the military strategist. The old monk has obviously reached the point of returning to the original state.

"Come on the axe!" Wang Zhong relaxed his hands and gave up the suppression gun. Ji Luohong felt that a lighter in his hand, and a big bear axe flew to Wang Zhong's hand automatically.

Wang Zhong's axe was blocking the cracks that were as sharp as an arrow when the old monk used his divine arm bow. He intersected and shaking, and the universe lamps in the entire corridor dimmed and it took a while before it became brighter.

A shrill dragon tinger came from the bear axe, and several tiny golden flames exploded from the place where the old monk's Void Arrow was shot. A dragon shadow flashed vaguely in the flames, and then disappeared into the air. Wang Zhong felt that the axe was much lighter.

It turned out that Ji Luohong's Youxiong Axe had 365 powerful dragon gold fire curses that increased their weight, but now it was destroyed by the old monk's arrow power. The dragon's soul and true spirit soul could not bear it, and it was killed a lot. The talisman power disappeared, and the weight of the axe was reduced by itself, and it gradually showed its true appearance.

Since Ji Luohong sealed the divine talisman, he has experienced many battles and has not known how many magic weapons and strong men he encountered with this axe, but the divine dragon golden fire curse on it has never been destroyed. Now it has been destroyed by an arrow, which shows how fierce the old monk Dahui Zonggao's seemingly unsurprising attack is.

"This old monk is really a dog that doesn't bark. It's amazing to bite people." Ji Luohong was also shocked. "Every attack is not conspicuous, but it is a must-kill. The earth immortal may not escape. If he is killed, he will be seriously injured. I think what kind of monk he is."

"It's a pity that your abilities are better than mine. Any changes I make are in your calculations."

The old monk Dahui Zong Gaoxu hugged the bow and shot an arrow, but failed to hit Wang Zhong. He immediately scattered his hands and grabbed the gun in his hand, sighing with a pity.

Wang Zhong held a bear in his hand, but no longer talked to the old monk. He just laughed a long time ago, and the souls of the three corpses merged. With a swing of axe, he cut forward. A silver-like axe light flashed, and then circled and circled with shining vortex. It was Ji Luohong's three special moves, including three bears, "The sky collapsed and the earth cracked", "The green falls in the yellow spring", and "The first Taiyuan".

The axe was used violently and slashed towards the old monk.

The old monk shook his gun again to meet him.

Ji Luohong then protected the two women and retreated violently, watching the two fight from a distance. "It's so fast."

The three styles of Youxiong that Wang Zhong used were obviously several times faster than Ji Luohong. From beginning to end, he had already used the closing style. The power of "First Taiyuan" as the last style was originally at its peak, such as the universe returning to chaos, leaving only the initial light and finally extinguished Taiyuan. However, Wang Zhong finally changed and changed to the seven killer moves in the Seven Killing Sword Technique and practiced them with an axe as a sword. This was faster. From "Fire Dance in the Sun" to the last style "Tian Wujian", the fire light and axe light were dazzling and dazzling. When Ji Luohong's eyelids blinked halfway, the seven styles had been completed.

This speed block, even the afterimage of the three-stage bear style, has not subsided yet. It has mixed with the afterimage of the Seven Killing Sword Technique.

The old monk's gun shadows disappeared and were covered by Wang Zhong, and the three women could only see a little of the shadows.

After finishing the seven killer moves, Wang Zhong kept using an axe as a knife. Chiyou's Sanmiao sword technique was used one after another. It seemed to be driven by the afterimage of the three styles of the Xiong and the Seven Killing sword moves that had not dissipated before. The Sanmiao sword technique was used faster. It began to wash away like a big wave, rolling like a tide. After a thousand sword momentums changed in an instant, it suddenly disappeared. It stopped halfway, but replaced it with the Wuhou sword killing technique recorded in the Weiyang Sutra.

This series of changes, from Wang Zhong's axe to the end of his killing moves, Ji Luohong's eyelids blinked just now.

When Ji Luohong blinked over, Wang Zhong retracted his axe and retreated. The afterimage of the axe light in the air gradually dissipated. He heard the old monk Dahui Zonggao's violent coughing, and his body returned to his original dry appearance. He was still standing with a gun, straight.

"Like my previous life, I really burned the lamp. I illuminated the universe for my later life." The old monk stopped coughing and quickly recited a verse. Suddenly, all the Qiankun lamps in the entire corridor were extinguished, and the darkness enveloped the entire space. The old monk's body suddenly appeared, and it was like a light flashing, and the gas was transformed into no trace. The whole cassock and clothes fell to the ground like hollow, and only the gun was still standing.

"This monk is extraordinary. He actually realized the karma of Lan Deng Tathagata under my killing move, but I was still shocked by my life. However, his thoughts have traveled through the long river of time and have arrived three hundred years later. I can't catch up with it."

As Wang Zhong spoke, his body moved again, and the door shattered, and then the light shone brightly, and blood and lightning were like light. A long-handled blood-colored sickle as big as a bear appeared in the middle of a simple stone hall.

It was just that the sickle was held in the hand of a woman.

(To be continued)
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