Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Eighth Out of the Sky, Domineering Debut
Buzz!——
There was a tremor in the sky, and a monk in linen clothes with an unkind expression came from the distance. The majestic sound of Buddha came from the monk, and the Sanskrit trills circulated endlessly on his robes.
"I don't know what fellow Taoist Kong Chan said, how can our Great Brahma Guangming Sect be inferior to your Great Leiyin Temple?" The young monk stared at Kong Chan with an unkind look on his face.
Kong Chan was quite remarkable. In front of everyone, his face didn't turn red and his heart stopped beating. He even denied it and said, "It turns out it was fellow Taoist Juechen. Kong Chan just said it, but he didn't remember it."
and!--
Everyone looked at them with contempt. This monk was really shameless. The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King even looked at the people of Da Leiyin Temple with disdain. Yuan Qianjun even looked at the people of Da Leiyin Temple shamelessly.
The monk sneered, and only the witch Mo Yun looked at the others with interest, a strange light flashing in her beautiful eyes.
At this time, a loud voice sounded in the sky again: "Haha, I didn't expect it to be so lively here! In this case, how can I be left out of the Taiyi School?!"
Buzz!——
Four rays of light flashed, and four figures suddenly descended. The smoke cleared, revealing a woman and three men. The leader was a man, wearing a silver-white robe and a Chinese character face, which gave people a sense of stability. In his eyes, there was a light.
The stars of the Tao were constantly flashing, looking extremely mysterious. The other two men, each dressed in white, had a sense of awe and awe, as if the person standing in front of everyone at this moment was not a person, but a weapon.
Sword! A sword that can stand up to the sky and the earth! The young man carries a bronze sword on his back, flashing with huge sword pressure. Everyone immediately understands that this person must be practicing swordsmanship, but if he can practice swordsmanship to this point, he must be the Holy Son.
A person of the same level!
On the other side, the man was covered in armor, as if he were a warrior in the world, with only a pair of blood-red eyes showing. A cold murderous intent filled his body, and a strong smell of blood emanated from the knife behind him.
, one glance showed that this man must have killed countless people.
There is also a woman who is dressed in plain white clothes, giving people a feeling of floating out of the dust, without any cause and effect, especially the ethereal temperament on her body that makes people want to sink into it immediately, like a girl who has been banished to Jiutian.
The fairy, compared to the witch Mo Yun, has a different charm.
A group of monsters and human sects just glanced at the crowd and then closed their eyes and meditated quietly. Only the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King and Yuan Qianjun were still staring at each other.
"How can we, the Yanwu tribe, be omitted from such an occasion?!"
In an instant, a domineering aura suddenly rushed out from the distance, as if it were a god between heaven and earth. Endless brilliance fell from the sky. The energy contained in this aura seemed to be that of an emperor stepping down from the throne.
The four people all frowned. When did the Yanwu Clan have such a person? Looking at this majestic Qi, he was definitely not an ordinary person. He was probably at least a peerless person from the ninth level of the Secret Realm of Mortal Transformation.
The man with the Chinese character turned his head and found that the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King and Yuan Qianjun also had puzzled faces. He immediately knew that these two demon tribesmen did not know this character and fell into deep thought. It seemed that this character should be the new Junxiu.
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boom!--
The world trembled slightly, and at the end of the world, a majestic figure suddenly appeared. The body was tall, and a vast aura rushed towards them. Everyone seemed to see a living fiery red crow dancing, and the crow immediately
He shook his body and transformed into a tall figure. This figure grasped the sky with both hands, stepped on infinite continents with its feet, and swallowed endless oceans with its mouth. It seemed that all creatures, as long as they had souls and wills, would tremble under this body.
, prostrate, like a living emperor.
Everyone gasped, feeling that their whole body instinctively wanted to surrender, kneel down, and worship! It seemed that they were about to fall into it. Just when everyone was about to kneel down to worship, a cold snort suddenly resounded throughout the space.
, everyone was so shocked that they immediately became calm and woke up from the majestic and majestic artistic conception. Looking closely again, they found that standing in front of them was a young man with a delicate face, wearing a moon-white robe.
There was a hunting sound in the strong wind, and it was Lu Shaoyou who was rushing over.
"The Yanwu tribe only knows how to pretend to be gods and ghosts!" This cold snort suddenly sounded from another place in the world, and I saw an overwhelming force suddenly coming from the air. In the dark, this force was directed towards Mr. Lu.
You suddenly came over, and then, a ball of scorching light like the blazing sun suddenly flew from a distance, like a small sun, exuding huge pressure, and landed on the spot with a crash, "How can it be compared to our Taiyuan?"
First Sect! I think you are Lu Shaoyou who defeated Junior Brother Ling Feng! I will kill you today as a warning to others!"
I saw a cloud of fire suddenly blooming on the horizon, a burly Taoist looming, and a huge overwhelming pressure pressing towards Lu Shaoyou.
Lu Shaoyou's face was dull, and thousands of thoughts were running through his mind. This person actually knew that he was the so-called Makino Feng Cang? He raised his head and asked calmly: "Who are you? Could it be Makino Feng Cang from Taishi Sect?"
"Hmph! You alone are worthy of meeting Senior Brother Muye? Senior Brother Muye is in an emergency and can't come, but I'll kill you, that's enough!" The man from Taishi Sect was extremely arrogant, and the flames dissipated, and a full
The man with a disdainful face suddenly appeared, and the breath in his whole body was as hot as a burning cloud, and he wanted to burn everything in the world.
"Lie Qianyang of Taishizong!" Everyone showed shocked expressions. Only Mo Yun, Yuan Qianjun and others looked calm. On the contrary, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King looked interested, staring at Lie Qianyang and Lu Shaoyou.
People seem to want to see the actions of the two people.
Lie Qianyang opened his right hand and grabbed Lu Shaoyou fiercely: "How dare you hurt my disciple of Taishizong! He deserves to be punished for his crime!"
With Lie Qianyang's move, the surrounding void was suddenly torn apart by him. The fragile paper windows of the space could not resist his claws. Each of his fingers was burning with raging flames, and every flower was burning.
The flames were like a fairy phoenix that was constantly flying, grabbing at Lu Shaoyou. Among the people present, those with lower cultivation levels suddenly felt that the entire sky was tilting, as if they were trying to catch themselves!
Rumble!~——
I saw thousands of flames burning fiercely, like a river of flames pouring down. Each river of flames has the power to burn everything in the world!
"Terrible! Too terrible! He is indeed a peerless figure among the saints of the Taishi Sect! His cultivation is astonishing to the heavens and the earth! I'm afraid he will soon be promoted to the secret realm of supernatural powers!" said a casual cultivator with a horrified look on his face.
"Yes! I'm afraid this kind of power will soon be promoted to the secret realm of magical power! It's terrifying! He is worthy of being a disciple of a large sect! He has a rich foundation and is much stronger than us casual cultivators!"
"Idiot! If these characters are promoted to the magical realm, it's just a temporary step. They just want to lay a solid foundation and solidify their Taoist foundations again. When the time comes, they can directly step into the second or even third level of the magical realm.
God, the benefits to them are endless!”
"That's it!" A casual cultivator showed a look of sudden realization.
"However, this Lie Qianyang is really powerful. Just this move is not something I can resist! I think even ten monks from the eighth level of mortal transformation will die completely under this move!"
ash!"
"Hmph! Not to mention the eighth level of the Secret Realm of Mortal Transformation, even an ordinary Great Perfection Monk of Mortal Transformation will suffer from this move!"
"It's scary, it's too scary! I don't know how that Lu Shaoyou resisted!?"
"Dead! He must be dead! With Lie Qianyang's cultivation level, how could he block a full-strength blow? It's a pity that a new hero from the Yanwu tribe met his archrival Taishi Sect just after he came out.
Strong!" Some monster clans made scattered sounds of regret. This blow from Lie Qianyang was like a huge hammer hitting the egg! They all opened their eyes wide, wanting to see
The fate of Lu Shaoyou.
However, at this moment, the space trembled suddenly, and a tyrannical force suddenly rose into the sky. This force was so strong that it almost changed the color of the world and made the mountains and rivers flow backward. Even the eyes of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King were a little...
The change made everyone jump even more, and they wanted to stare out their eyes!
Behind Lu Shaoyou, a domineering shadow suddenly rose into the sky!