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Chapter 1037: Moon Palace Daojie

Tie Wurong is a great witch, not a mentally retarded. She cannot really kill her opponent, which is not in line with Su Jing's intention. But she will never be lighter. If the other party hadn't shown her equipment skills, she wouldn't have been so cruel. At least let the other party stay on the stage for a while, and then win.

Among all Su Jing's subordinates, Tie Wurong is the strongest one. For no other reason, her equipment was given by the Xiaoyao King Su Yang, purely the Great Witch equipment. Her combat ability was actually brought back on the battlefield.

Judging from the equipment, she was just that shield, and the quality was higher than that of the top-grade immortal weapon. The face on the shield was drawn by a divine witch from ancient times, mixing the souls of hundreds of powerful people together to form a evil soul.

She has a complete set of nine pieces of equipment, and there are two more equipment that are stronger than this shield.

If you assemble equipment, it is estimated that only Su Jing's Dragon and Snake Eight Realm Pot can beat Iron Wurong. If it compares the number, Su Jing does not have that many powerful immortal weapons.

Tie Wurong's hand is not an immortal weapon, but a witch weapon.

Losing one first, losing so happily, the Lan family also had some understanding of the foundation of the Six Dao True Army. Before, none of them knew who Tie Wurong was.

A young immortal stood up and bowed and said, "Immortal Master Wunian, please give me advice."

Su Jing understood that this was the Lan family who wanted to win a game. Wu Nian looked white in his hair and beard and a bald head. Everyone knew that he had changed his position in Buddhism. Later, he practiced Taoism, even if he became an immortal, his quality was insufficient. Wu Nian's appearance was just like an ordinary old monk. When a person achieved the golden elixir, his appearance could be fixed.

Obviously, Wu Nian's qualifications are not very good. When he achieved the Golden Elixir, he was already very old.

Su Jing suggested that whoever wins three games will be considered a victory. This old man should be making up the numbers.

Tie Wurong's ferocity made the Lan family lose their spirits. The Lan family hoped to win a game back. No matter what the result was, the loss should not be too ugly.

Lin Xiehong is the apprentice of Xiaoyao King and has never seen her fight. She probably won’t be too weak, right? Her father is also very fierce, and no one present dares to provoke Lin Hengshan.

The remaining choices are Wunian and Amateur Dragon.

The battles of Amateur Dragon are on the battlefield, and there is basically no time to face the strong. However, Amateur Dragon was promoted to one of the leaders of the Six Paths of True Army. Everyone knows this. Even if they are slightly weak, they will not be much weaker.

Wunian replied with a smile and raised his legs to the Qingyutai. The boy felt cold in his heart. Wunian's movements were too natural, just like the Qingyutai was a half-foot-high staircase.

Wunian didn't have any movement to fly, and there was no question of jumping. He simply raised his legs and went on stage.

The young man followed silently, arrived at the stage, looked around, clouds lingering, and the space was vast. Even immortals could not find any faults.

"My name is Lan Hong, Hong Yan's Hong."

"Hongyan?" Wu Nian asked with a smile. Lan Hong's momentum was frustrated.

"Jiang Niaohong." Lan Hong's face turned red. The word "bird" made him feel teased.

"I'm rude."

"You are kind to you, Master."

There are no people from the Jiang family in the audience who are not depressed. They were taken to the ditch in a few words? What kind of messy name is this? Is that bald old guy wearing a Taoist robe?

Taoist priests who were born into monks are cunning.

"Little donor, there are two things."

"Master, please say."

"I am apologizing to the Lan family on behalf of Tie Wurong. Tie Wurong is a wizard, has a violent personality and is too serious."

"Master is really too polite. Lan Shang's foundation has not been damaged, Tie... has accepted the favor."

"The second thing is that the competition between us is not a life-and-death battle. How about not having to use equipment?" Wu Nian said casually.

"Don't you need equipment?" Lan Hong frowned and said, "I'm not long after becoming an immortal. If I don't need equipment, my strength will be greatly lost."

"I'm rude again." Wu Nian said with a smile: "Then, please."

While speaking, Wunian had a golden red cassock on his body. Su Jing has been to the Buddha's Kingdom of Nirvana. He has not practiced Buddhism much, but can he still help Wunian. People like Wunian continue to practice Buddhism and do not conflict with Taoism, and will definitely not give up completely.

The next generation of Xinyi Sect is the pure Taoist priest.

The upper body of the cassock, Wu Nian's left hand, there was a purple gold bowl, and a coiled dragon Zen stick in the right hand. A golden circle flew up behind the head, and a lotus platform under the feet, and one hundred and eight rosary beads around the neck...

"Master..." Lan Hong had nothing to say. He had a powerful immortal weapon, but what was the other party, a bunch of Buddhist weapons?

"Or what if I change my set?" Wu Nian was cautious, looking afraid of hurting people.

Lan Hong was not fragile in his heart, but when he heard Wunian's words, he almost knelt down. Is there another trick? How to fight, how to fight?

Although the more immortal weapons, the more effective they are, he could see that every Buddhist weapon on Wunian was under Wunian's control and was not free to move.

The old monk has much stronger control than him, and he also has other immortal weapons. The problem is that he cannot control all of them, and taking them out will delay his battle.

"Or, the little donor will admit defeat." Wu Nian advised.

"Okay, okay, okay." Lan Hong turned around and jumped off the Qingyu Platform to Wunianheshi.

Wu Nian laughed loudly, Lan Hong suddenly woke up in the air, when did he get caught? As soon as he stopped, he was about to fly back to the stage. A large golden handprint on his head was taken down.

In Lan Hong's hand, a blue umbrella opened and went upwards to meet her.

Bang!

The umbrella closed again, and Lan Hong's body fell to the ground. This was the only fight, and it was completely defeated.

Lan Panqing smiled bitterly and said, "Is this counting?"

"Of course, forget it, the lotus is bright, it doesn't have to be full of things. Just say it to the hearts of the people." Su Jing said again: "If the Lan family feels it is inappropriate, they can play a full five games."

"Lan Hong, how did he lose?" Lan Panqing asked shamelessly. She didn't realize that it was not that her level was not enough, because Qingyutai had the means of isolating it, and all the perceptions of immortals were weakened and could not be seen thoroughly.

"The eight sounds of the dragon and the eight sounds of Wunian Fantasy. Lan Hong became an immortal too quickly, and he had less time to survive the demonic disaster in his heart?"

"Yes. I originally had to wait until I broke through the true immortal to get another great disaster in the inner demon. It seems that there is some risk."

"I have some ways." Su Jing smiled.

Lan Panqing didn't respond. This method would have to be bought for free, so she would definitely not give it for free. However, Su Jing immediately said, "If he can form an alliance, he will directly ask me to protect him when he survives the disaster."

Lan Panqing laughed and said, "I have been protected by disasters? I have little study, so don't lie to me."

Su Jing also smiled. How could his words become popular?

"I have captured a group of demons as immortal soldiers. Do you think I am sure of such a disaster?" Su Jing said, releasing his demon fairy soldiers. The demon fairy soldiers appeared, and Lan Panqing's face changed again!

Su Jing's Heavenly Demon Immortal Soldier actually has the strength of a Heavenly Immortal!

"I believe it." Lan Panqing didn't delay, and this competition was also at a critical moment. No matter what the result of the next game was, it would be possible to help Lan Hong through the Demon Tribulation, and there would be no big conflict between the Lan family and the Six Path True Army.

"I challenge Ji Wushuang." Among the immortals of the Lan family, a middle-aged man stood up with jade-colored talisman armor on his body and his fairy patterns appeared. As soon as he appeared, he went all out and before he even took the stage, he showed his fairy armor.

In the first two games, the Lan family lost a bit unfairly. He challenged Ji Wushuang because even if the Lan family loses in the end, as long as he can win, he will not lose face.

It is said that Ji Wushuang is the number one immortal in the Six Paths True Army, and is said to be infinitely close to the level of the True Immortal.

And I am also among the top three in the Lan family. If I can beat Ji Wushuang...

Ji Wushuang did not go on stage like others, but looked at the middle-aged man and said, "What's your name?"

He asked casually and did not mean to be contemptuous. After a long period of training, Ji Wushuang's level of pretentiousness had reached its peak and reached its peak.

It seems that I am asking a junior, and I am very caring.

"My younger generation, Lan Canghai." The middle-aged man replied calmly. He called himself a junior, but he didn't have a respectful tone at all. This person's state of mind was not comparable to that of Lan Hong.

Ji Wushuang nodded slightly, and a bright moon emerged behind her, with a clear and elegant light. In just an instant, Ji Wushuang went to the Qingyutai. Lan Canghai felt a trembling heart.

He has already overestimated Ji Wushuang's strength, but he did not expect that he had such a means.

A bright moon is clearly just a projection created by the power of the world, but Ji Wushuang's body movement is like the drifting stars and moons, and the speed is so fast that it cannot be captured at all.

If Ji Wushuang is good at hand-to-hand combat, such speed will be the enemy's nightmare.

Lan Canghai looked up and looked at the moon wheel on the Qingyu platform, slowly regaining his emotions. He knew that if he just went up like this, his mood would be flawed and he might lose without a fight.

Even though it was impolite to let Ji Wushuang wait on it, he didn't want to take risks.

Ji Wushuang was not anxious at all, and stood on the edge of the Qingyu Platform, motionless, as if integrated with the moon wheel behind him.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the moon wheel, and Su Jing couldn't help but exclaim.

The figure was Ji Wushuang's Nascent Soul projection. After the Nascent Soul projection, another pair of shadows appeared, and then more figures appeared, arranged behind the Nascent Soul projection.

In the Moon Palace Dao Realm, all the immortals come to the ceremony!

Ji Wushuang may not have the qualifications and at most he will become a Golden Immortal, but at this current realm, he has powerful abilities. After the breakthrough in one battle, Ji Wushuang's world power was perfectly combined with his own experience.
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