I can only say that Miss Ajuan is worthy of being Miss Ajuan.
As a still-developing King of the Divine Realm, he was able to tell the truth at a glance, which deeply impressed the monk.
His eagle is indeed an eagle, but it is not the newer and longer eagle.
In the eyes of the monks, the Seven Great Dao Masters headed by Zhou Zhentian are indeed as weak as chickens.
The most terrifying thing for a cultivator is that he doesn't know himself.
The monk has already made this mistake once and will naturally not make it a second time.
He is a sensible person.
Know how to reflect.
I examine myself three times a day.
It's the monk he's talking about.
But not everyone is self-aware and capable of introspection.
"Monk! Take my shot!"
On the opposite side, there was a vertical row of Seven Dao Masters who instilled all their spiritual energy into Zhou Zhentian.
They are condensing mana!
I saw six people putting their hands on the shoulders of the person in front of them, leaning forward slightly, aiming at the monk.
The monk understood instantly.
These seven people used the form of "driving a train" to turn into a very long cannon barrel!
Boom!
The next moment, the leader of the Zhou family, Zhou Zhentian, opened his mouth wide, and countless psychically dense cannonballs exploded from his mouth!
Well……
This novel trick surprised the monk.
What surprised him wasn't because of how powerful this move was.
But I feel that the Taoists in this divine realm are not people with normal brain circuits... Why can they come up with such weird tricks!
But one thing to say, the lethality is still very strong!
The Seventh Avenue Master gathers spiritual energy to one point, which not only shares the pressure of spiritual energy consumption, but also makes the power more concentrated!
The leader, Elder Zhou Zhentian, transformed into the abyss in League of Legends. While leading the people behind him, he started to "spit" at the monk.
The psychic cannon was first released from Elder Zhou Zhentian's mouth, and then instantly grew in size, growing to the size of a cannonball!
As the cannonball passed by, the space was split, and countless cracks appeared.
The bombardment blasted out huge craters on the four walls of the meeting hall.
Jin Deng: "..."
The power is there, but the picture is so beautiful that the monk is afraid to look at it.
The girl Ajuan next to her was completely dumbfounded with laughter. She was rolling on the floor with her belly in her hands and laughing like a barbell.
The monk did not expect that the Taoist Master of the Divine Realm had degraded to this point.
Try to think of some tricks that are neither interesting nor useful...
"Fancy."
The monk easily dodged the bombardment while moving forward.
The body-protecting Buddha's light on his body lit up all over his body, making the crimson red moon cassock shine brightly.
From the moment the Buddha's light shines on, dodging is no longer important.
The monk received the cannon head-on, and those psychic cannons bombarded him, and were immediately washed away by the body-protecting Buddha's light and the synchronized Buddha's light, disappearing like a mud cow entering the sea.
"Monk! Don't underestimate me!" Zhou Zhentian still refused to admit defeat!
He increased the jet speed of the psychic cannon in his mouth!
From five sprays per second at the beginning, to sixty sprays per second now!
Patriarch Zhou Zhentian feels like he has transformed into a human fort!
"Lao Zhou! Can you withstand it?"
The other family elders are worried about Elder Zhou's condition.
The human psychic cannon move of the seven-man group was thought up by these seven elders together.
Elder Zhou Zhentian’s previous record was only forty sprays per second!
They were worried that Elder Zhou Zhentian’s throat would not be able to hold up!
Such a frequency is too fast, and it is like putting a vibrator in your throat. Your voice will definitely be hoarse the next day and you will be unable to speak.
"Don't give up! I can still do it! I must let this monk learn a lesson!"
At this time, Elder Zhou's eyes were already red.
He increased his frequency again!—Seventy sprays per second!
Anger once again stimulated Elder Zhou's physical potential!
This kind of attack speed is really amazing. At the same time, at the extremely high rate of fire, the power of the psychic cannon has also been improved to a certain extent!
However, even so, it still cannot break the protective Buddha light lingering outside the monk's body.
…
At this moment, Death Tiandao led Zhuo Yi and Lotus Sun outside the Daoxuan Hall.
Because there was a fierce battle inside and the entire Daoxuan Hall was destroyed, there was no need to enter the hall to watch the battle...
"Is this... the battle of cultivators in the divine realm?" Sun Rong was shocked.
She looked at the line of Seventh Avenue Masters vomiting madly in front of her, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"..."
Little did they know that Zhuo Yi and Death Tiandao on the other side were also dumbfounded.
This style of painting is wrong!
The promised battle between cultivators in the divine realm is indeed fierce, but why does it look so ridiculous!
"Senior Zhuo Yi, are they performing the Human Centipede?" The girl opened her mouth slightly in surprise, unable to hide the shock and fear in her expression.
This is so scary that it’s hard to describe it as blinding!
"Senior Death Tiandao, what on earth is going on?" Zhuo Yi also felt that something was wrong with the picture.
It felt like they had walked into a 4K theater and were watching a gun version of a watermarked movie...
"Well, cultivators in the divine realm have unique combat thinking...this is something that cultivators on earth won't understand. It's normal that you don't understand."
Death Tiandao cleared his throat and tried his best to explain the battle situation in front of him.
After all, the Divine Realm is also the birthplace of cultivation.
As one of the Little Golden Men of Tiandao, Death Tiandao naturally shoulders the mission of maintaining the divine realm and spreading the culture of cultivation...
"Senior Death Tiandao, why are they lined up in a row?" Lotus Sun asked.
"Look at the graceful postures of the seven Taoists. They put their hands on the shoulders of the person in front of them, as flexible as snakes. This is combined with the movement technique of "Wandering Dragon out of the Sea", which is probably from the lion dance.
Find inspiration. Cultivation is such a simple knowledge. You have to find inspiration from the details of life to make it easier to break through..." Death Tiandao replied.
"So that's it! What about the group of spiritual energy sprayed from the mouth..."
"This is the performance art of the Taoists. They are using this form of magic to warn the world not to spit everywhere. This serves the purpose of protecting the environment and warning the world!"
"As expected of a senior...this can be accomplished..." Lotus Sun couldn't help but mumble.
"What did you say?"
"nothing……"
In Buddha's Golden Lotus, Lotus Sun raised her hand again: "Then why was their team separated by Senior Jindeng?"
While the girl was talking, in the almost destroyed Daoxuan Hall meeting hall, seven Taoists were slapped by the golden lantern's one-trick Tathagata palm and flew away!
The seven great masters instantly turned into ant-like black dots and were thrown into the sky.
Then, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang…
One after another they fell to the ground...
Each Taoist is a trap.
Just seven people were killed.
Death Tiandao wiped his sweat: "This is Tao Zun paying tribute to the famous poet Bai Juyi. Youdao is like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate... The ground of Daoxuan Hall is like a jade plate. This is what Tao Zun
performance art..."
Hearing this, the girl was silent for a moment.
Then she asked the last question: "But...why did all the seven elders vomit blood?"