Boom! The narrow sword of the winter thunder was unsheathed. The magic sword tempered by the ancestor of the refining weapon, Ou Zhizi, is not an immortal weapon of the Great Emperor, but it is also extraordinary. Its light shines in Zhou Youwei's hands.

Dao Xuanbing Pi Zheng slashed out from the narrow sword of the winter thunder, and for a moment, it seemed as if it was about to tear the heaven and earth apart.

Dong————                                                             

Immediately afterwards, the Xuanbing Pi Zheng was also disintegrating rapidly.

Two forces are constantly confronting.

"Amitabha."

The monk chanted the Buddha's name and said with a compassionate look: "Why is the female donor? I sincerely help this donor."

Zhou Youwei said coldly: "Don't Buddhism say that monks don't lie? Are you a monk now who is full of nonsense?"

This guy is like a sneak attack on his husband when he comes up, and now he is still talking about these things seriously?

Is it funny?

The young monk still looked compassionate and said, "The female donor prevents the poor monk from saving people, as if he is killing people. There is a saying in Buddhism that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I hope the female donor will not stop it!"

As he spoke, the power burst out from the golden bowl increased again, containing a supreme power, which actually broke through Zhou Youwei's offensive.

Keng!                                                              

The sword light flashed, and a sharp sword energy was seen slashing out from the sky and the earth.

It was instantly cut onto the golden bowl.

The golden bowl trembled, and the golden light on it dimmed a little, and the attack was weakened again.

The monk frowned slightly, and formed an ancient Buddhist seal, and spoke Zen sounds.

In an instant, three thousand old monks chanted from the golden bowl, and the sound of the Buddha was so loud that the golden light filled the sky, directly overshadowing Zhou Youwei's sword energy.

At the same time, another person appeared in the bamboo forest of Wenxin.

The Son of Ziwei! This peerless monster from the Ziwei Holy Land in the Beiming Sea has already made a big splash.

This time, all of these three levels showed their strong strength.

This lets people know that the Ziwei Holy Land is not just the Holy Son of Heavenly Mansion and the Saint of Heavenly Tong.

The real power is his Saint Son of Ziwei! As I said before, the selection of Saint Son of the Great Emperor's Immortal Sect is more of the heirs of the head sect.

But there are also a few who choose two or more holy sons to fight for them, and among them, there is a real successor.

The successor is also qualified to participate in the competition for the position of the head sect, as long as the successor himself is willing.

The Son of Ziwei did not want to participate in the competition for the position of the head sect, but because the Son of Tianfu went to Fukong Mountain to practice, he rarely went to Ziwei Holy Land, so the Son of Ziwei Holy Land pushed it out.

This time, I must also want Daozhou to see the power of the Ziwei Holy Land.

After the arrival of the Holy Son of Ziwei, he glanced casually, and his eyes passed by several people and landed in the palace group in the distance in the clouds.

After just looking at it, the Holy Son of Ziwei was also sure.

make life difficult for.

Looking at Zhou Youwei and the monk from the Buddha land in the Western Desert, the Saint Zi of Ziwei said slowly: "I haven't seen the opportunity of the Emperor, why did you fight?"

"The donor doesn't know anything. I saw that the donor was suffering and wanted to help him. Unexpectedly, the female donor actually took action to stop him, so there was such a fight."

The monk took the lead in speaking.

The Holy Son of Ziwei couldn't help but look at Zhou Youwei in surprise.

He has paid attention to this woman before. In terms of appearance and figure, he is all top-notch and stunning in the five major regions of Daozhou. He is definitely a beautiful woman who is charming in the country.

The strength is also quite good, but it is in the late stage of the Supreme Realm.

This is secondly. The key is that this woman was very close to the boy in black robe before and had a close relationship. At this moment, the boy in black robe was in trouble. Logically speaking, it is necessary to help him, but the monk helped him, but the woman blocked him.

?

The Holy Son of Ziwei didn't say anything, and calculated his fingers and looked at the monk with a little cold look.

He has always been disliked by Buddhism.

And now, I feel even more disliked.

He was proficient in Ziwei Doushu, and once he calculated, he knew that the monk was talking nonsense.

However, the Holy Son of Ziwei had no intention of interfering.

After all, this has nothing to do with him.

There is no need to participate in unnecessary struggles.

Seeing that the Holy Son of Ziwei was silent, the monk knew that he had exposed himself. After a blow, he chose to retreat bravely and did not fight with Zhou Youwei again.

"Amitabha, since the female donor does not want me to help me, I will retreat."

The young monk lowered his eyebrows and said.

Zhou Youwei glanced at the young monk coldly without speaking.

At the moment, my husband was fighting the three disasters, and she was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.

After my husband survived the three disasters, he would shut up completely.

"Are these...three disasters!"

The Saint Zi Zi Wei suddenly looked at Ye Xuan carefully.

Only then did he realize that Ye Xuan was suffering from three disasters! The young monk raised his eyes slightly, then lowered his eyebrows again.

He naturally knew that Ye Xuan was suffering from three disasters.

This is also the reason why he took action.

No one is more vulnerable than when he endured the three disasters.

This person is extremely threatening, and he needs to find an opportunity to kill him.

Now is the best opportunity.

Unfortunately, I couldn't grasp it.

Good, good, good.

"Your Ziwei Doushu practice is still good. Do you want to go further?"

At this time, Ye Xuan suddenly spoke.

The Holy Son of Ziwei was already surprised enough, but he was shocked to see Ye Xuan still able to speak calmly.

"You..." The Holy Son of Ziwei looked at Ye Xuan in the distance in the sky, his eyes filled with shock and doubt.

Ye Xuan yawned and said slowly: "Are you not interested?"

The Holy Son of Ziwei calmed down and raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you understand Ziwei Doushu?"

Ziwei Doushu is the secret of Ziwei Holy Land.

In the world, only the descendants of Ziwei Holy Land can practice.

He didn't believe what Ye Xuan said.

"I understand a little bit billion points. If you are interested, you can come to me later."

Ye Xuan smiled slightly.

The Holy Son of Ziwei no longer paid attention to Ye Xuan, and he didn't believe Ye Xuan at all.

Zhou Youwei always had the urge to complain when she looked at Ye Xuan who was leisurely and leisurely.

After all, you are also suffering from the power of the three disasters. Can you be more serious?

Also, why do you even understand Ziwei Doushu?

Well...                                                              �

After all, my husband is the Immortal Night Emperor.

When he thought of this, Zhou Youwei lost the intention of complaining again, but instead felt that her husband was even more powerful.

Time passes slowly.

One after another, many people came out of the bamboo forest of Wenxin.

Everyone also found an invisible force ahead to stop them.

At the same time, I also saw Ye Xuan being under the power of the three disasters.

“Is that really a three disaster?

Why do you feel like Mr. Ye seems to be like a ok person?”

Someone muttered.

The main reason is that Ye Xuan seemed to have nothing to do, and he just stood there, which was really shocking.

Let the thunder tribulation in the sky be struck, the fire below spreads, and the invisible wind disaster surrounds.
To be continued...