779, virtual god

The monk in the black and red robes raised his head slightly and looked at the small world above.

Step forward and create a boxing stance.

The boxing frame is completely natural.

The moment she took action, the whole world seemed to be enveloped in a layer of fist intent.

Suddenly.

The intention of the fist is like a bright moon rising into the sky, or like a bright sun rising in the sky. The wind and clouds seem to have turned into soldiers and soldiers, inspiring them.

See millions of thunder and lightning invading the purple sky, and endless lightning arcs like dancing spiritual snakes.

Like a torrential rain.

Falling down.

In the blink of an eye, the entire small world has turned into a prison of thunder and lightning.

crackle.

The lightning arc fell.

The monk in the hat waved to Pei Wanyou.

Pei Wanyou knew he had encountered a tough situation after seeing this terrifying fist intention.

Only then did he remember that this person said that his dharma name was Venerable Wan Ling, and that the other person was from the Wan Fa Sect. In the Wan Fa Sect, anyone who could have a dharma name that started with the word "Wan Ling" must be the sect's genius.

But he's not bad either.

As a high-ranking cultivator of the Great Instrument Sect, he is also a genius.

"The sky is like a star."

"Evolving Earth."

"disease!"

Pei Wanyu threw the iron fan in his hand.

The iron fan hung above the head and turned into a huge chessboard under the catalysis of his seal.

The chessboard on which the iron fan Taoist soldiers evolved shrouded the figure in the bamboo hat and the thunder prison around her. The entire world seemed to shrink countless times in an instant, and the figure that should have been level with each other looked as small as an ant.

Also included was Xu Sanniang.

From Xu Sanniang's perspective, the sky is rising infinitely high, and the earth is like a raging river quickly washing away the vastness.

She was getting smaller and smaller amidst such huge changes. Pei Wanyou on the other side of her was like a god. With a gentle wave of his hand, countless puppet armors appeared on the huge 'chessboard'.

Since her perspective is like this, it is estimated that the monk wearing a black and red robe and a bamboo hat is also the same.

In the eyes of Wanling Venerable, it is exactly what Sanniang thought.

However, facing the infinite armor, she was not afraid, and her fighting spirit became even higher.

Take one step forward.

The tiny figure seemed to have grown several feet in an instant.

Seeing that he couldn't suppress it, Pei Wanyu held an iron fan in his hand, suppressed it, and said sternly: "Kill with soldiers!"

"Wei."

Countless soldiers and armors grew like an army following the Venerable Wan Ling, gathered into a large formation, and stood in front of the Venerable Wan Ling.

The soldiers and armor are like mountains, and the galloping rivers are like rivers. This is not an illusion, but a real puppet on the chessboard. The Lord of All Spirits can feel the solemn killing of the battle formation.

However, she still moved forward.

here,

Only throw out one punch.

When she took the second step.

The tidal wave of puppet soldiers in front of them turned into powder.

The prison of fists fell, piercing the chessboard in front of him.

And this long fist that penetrated the sky formed a bright thundercloud in the sky, like a mandoshahua, a 'sacred tree' that opened between heaven and earth.

Thunder is like rain.

It fell on the bamboo hat, dripping.

Pei Wanyou looked stunned, and then turned back to Tao Bing in horror.

Can't believe it.

The 'chessboard' that I spent so much effort to forge was actually no match for the monk in the hat. No, maybe it was just one punch that completely crushed the puppets formed in the formation, turning them into sand in the wind and dust in the thunder.

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"The sky is empty and the earth is different!"

Without any hesitation, Pei Wanyu formed the seal and recited the mantra.

The iron fan in his hand turned into a feather fan. With a slight blow, thousands of inspirations burst out, and then the hair of the feather fan was woven into a piece of heaven and earth. In front of the eyes was an endless wilderness, but there were hundreds of thousands of creatures running around, and the abundant vitality gathered into a

A huge sapphire lion leaped behind Pei Wanyou as he walked.

The sapphire lion looks like a proud divine beast, like the king of the wilderness, overlooking the heaven and earth.

Looking from a distance, the green lion is as huge as a mountain. Just looking up gives rise to infinite awe, as if it is not a green jade lion, but a mythical beast that has descended from the sky.

Against the background of vitality, Pei Wanyou was like the king of giant beasts, able to give orders to hundreds of thousands of creatures in the wilderness.

The feather fan in Pei Wanyu's hand seemed to have become a command arrow.

A fan fell.

All kinds of competition.

The running creatures gathered into a slight wind in mid-air, but at the approaching moment, they turned into turbulent green gold iron claws, tearing apart the surrounding space while also blocking the movement of the figure.

It seems that as long as it flies away with the huge claw attack, everything in front of it will be torn apart.

"careful!"

Xu Sanniang couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although she could not see the details of the fight, it was obvious that the monk wearing a cloak and a black and red robe was at a disadvantage.

Keng!

The sound of gold, iron and stone clashing resounded in my ears.

The three claw marks from the slashing attack were unexpectedly caught by a navy blue iron claw with black iron claws at some point. Covered by another black and blue iron claw, the slashing claw marks were completely wiped out in the palm of the hand.

among.

As the two iron claws extend, the entire arm is also brought out.

"The sky is empty and the earth is different."

Venerable Wan Ling holds a seal.

Those two giant black and blue hands seemed to be pierced from another space.

The world in front of you is like a canvas.

Stab.

A huge gash was opened.

But the figure on that side still seemed unable to squeeze through the small opening.

At the same time, boundless purple electric mist poured out from the cracks.

After being torn apart, a figure was revealed.

Under those two giant giants holding the sky, it seemed as if the entire world was rolled into a ball.

But these two black and blue iron claws ignored it and suddenly separated the small world, turned it into a short stool and stuffed it under his buttocks.

What appeared next to it was a bloated and huge body, with a red beard like a forest, a mouth like a pool of blood, teeth like door leaves, two horns rising straight to the sky, round eyes, chiseled teeth, and tusks.

The large robe on his body could not cover his burly body, and his huge body could only curl up on a small stool in a restrained manner.

Looking from a distance, it doesn't look like a miracle but looks like a big mountain.

When you take a closer look, you will find that it is not a mountain at all, but a huge ghost and god. Its iron claws, as black and green as fairy gold, are rough and sharp, and can easily tear the void apart.

The power of its momentum is heart-breaking.

The purple sky of thunder and lightning surrounding the body is like a robe of magic, decorated with fairy catkins.

It seems that if you dare to take one more look, you will be torn apart by the aura of the ghost.

"Is this a magical thing?"
To be continued...