Linzhao Zhenjun is the late Great Zhenjun and a veteran monk of Hehuan Sect.
He was good at using two golden wheels, as big and small as shuttles, as he pleased. When the light shone down, the glorious light suddenly turned into a vast ocean, submerging the upper formation of Dazhong City.
These two golden wheels merged into protrusions on the upper and lower sides, turning into a flying shuttle that gathered in the center of Linzhao Zhenjun's hands.
Just as he was about to release his spiritual light to hit the outer layer of light, unexpectedly, a black air suddenly flew over from a distance. After a flash, thousands of rays of light were absorbed by the black air. Then, a blue-white ghost hand emerged from the mist.
He poked his finger out, and a purple-black fingernail gently popped out a black stone.
Peng.
The shuttle that had already flown out of the Double-sided Golden Wheel rolled up and down and crashed back into the arms of Zhenjun Linzhao.
Linzhao Zhenjun looked surprised. After seeing the person clearly, he finally understood why.
Rolling his hands up and down, he turned the golden wheel flying shuttle into two sides, held it in his hand, stood on the head of the cloud, opened up the formation and said: "Hey, Po Mo, kill my junior brother Mingyu, now our Hehuan Sect's army is approaching the city, we will give way in the future.
Your soul is shattered, and if you don't quickly tie your hands and surrender, my sect, Renshan, can spare the lives of your sect disciples and allow you to live as a subordinate."
He originally planned not to talk too much nonsense with him, but after thinking of Taiyi's instructions, Tu Shanjun still had patience and said loudly: "Hehuan Sect Ming Yu, insulted my sect with idle words, and even had the audacity to attack our sect leader. Now the Hehuan Sect is doing something unjust."
Master, if you arrogantly talk about destroying our Taoism, you are going too far!"
"You devil, you are a sharp-tongued man who confuses right and wrong. It is only right to kill people to pay for their lives. Since you are stubborn, don't blame me, the righteous master, for destroying your mountain gate and annihilating your orthodoxy!" Linzhao Zhenjun immediately scolded angrily.
Exit: "If the devil still doesn't wake up, how long will he persist in resisting, and how many lives will be lost?"
"A life for a murder?" Tu Shanjun repeated.
A cold feeling crawled onto his face like frost, and he said calmly: "That's right. Since you have decided to take action, you should be prepared to be killed."
Who can tell where the grudge started?
It's just that at this point, I can only use weapons to speak.
Tu Shanjun had no plan to stop Taiyi, and he had a prejudice against the Hehuan Sect.
Let go of your prejudices?
fart!
"What are you capable of? Threatening to kill me." Tu Shanjun pulled out the long-handled hammer and activated the black escape. In the midst of the glorious glory, a streak of scarlet appeared in the sky, like a shooting star at night, covered by the light of the ancient star Yinghuo.
All the pressure from thousands of hectares converged on that terrifying hammer.
"nail."
The golden wheels of both hands are joined together to form a block.
Linzhao Zhenjun, who resisted the hammer, only felt that his six-foot body was shortened by seven inches. Under the protection of the body's Gangqi, he could still hear the roar of flesh and blood, the cry of bones, and a fishy-sweet smell.
The mouth opens up to let the taste buds taste.
However, just after the fight, Linzhao Zhenjun knew that he was no match for the person in front of him based on his physical strength and his own martial arts.
With this terrifying force, both his arms resisted the burden of the spirit treasures and were blown away, like the long tail of a giant ship. He could not stop until he was close to his own formation.
Fortunately, the distance was now wide, so he could take advantage of the golden wheel and use the opportunity to concentrate his magical powers.
…
The great elder of the Hehuan Sect stood on the deck of the Happy Palace.
Surrounded by him were the True Lord Yuanying of the Hehuan Sect and the guest minister Yuanying affiliated with the sect.
Of course they are paying attention to the battle between Linzhao Zhenjun. If Linzhao Zhenjun can win, they may not have to wait for the allies of the Beast Control Sect to arrive, and they can quickly annex the entire Qianyuan and eliminate the Taiyi Sect.
Even if Linzhao cannot win, he will not be defeated. With his strength, he can be ranked high in Xingluo.
If the news is really confirmed, then it doesn't matter. The Palace of Joy has locked onto the man in black robes. The Peak Great True Lord controls the Palace of Joy and will definitely be able to handle Linzhao.
"This?" Zhenjun Huandu stared at the battle in Yuantian in surprise. How come Linzhao was almost knocked to the sky by the black-robed and red-haired monk when he came face to face with him? Even if he showed weakness, he didn't show weakness like this.
Maybe Linzhao did have his own ideas and he didn't express any opinions.
However, when he looked at his colleagues around him, most of their faces were full of surprise, astonishment, and astonishment... At this time, Huandu realized that his judgment was not wrong. After all, he was also the Nascent Soul Lord, so how could he judge
In this short-term situation, it is not a fight with a small gap.
The face of the great elder of Hehuan Sect darkened.
That person seemed to be really a leader among Nascent Soul cultivators. Even though his breath was not released and his pressure was not unleashed, looking at his moves, Linzhao was obviously no match for that person. As soon as they met, he distanced himself and prepared to use spells.
Supernatural powers.
Linzhao Zhenjun has troubles that he cannot express.
As a veteran monk, his body and martial arts were by no means average. He never expected to encounter such a powerful opponent in his prime.
"The Way of Desire!"
A pair of golden wheels danced, and countless circular halo-shaped wheels spread out like a wall behind Zhenjun Linzhao. Then countless rays of light converged in the center of the two golden wheels. The escaping light suddenly rushed in.
Tushanjun's eyes widened. Tushanjun, who was quite walking on the clouds at first, only felt something shining in his eyes.
Looking at the golden wheels dancing in Linzhao Zhenjun's hands, the two golden wheels gradually became white and white, and a little bright red emerged in the center. Countless flying fairies surrounded by fairy catkins floated beside Tushanjun, posing and teasing Tushanjun at the same time.
He placed his palms on Tushanjun's body.
"fine."
Linzhao Zhenjun let out a sigh of relief. His pair of spiritual treasures were originally created in conjunction with his true magical powers: "Fall into my palace made of desires, surrounded by fairies, witches, witches,...
No matter how strong a monk you are, you will still fall into it."
"That's right." Huandu nodded.
Not far away, Zhenjun Xingjin smiled calmly.
The great elder of Hehuan Sect nodded: "Linzhao's true meaning of the Way of Desire has become a method of magical power. The more you struggle, the more you will fall into it. Those who don't struggle will be swallowed up. After all, it is the most primitive desire. Through magical power,
Invade the monk's body and stir up the Yin God and Nascent Soul."
…
Linzhao Zhenjun did not dare to appear in front of Tushanjun. The two wheels in his hands turned into two streams of light, formed into a flying shuttle, and went straight to the black-robed Taoist who moved a little slower.
The shuttle is approaching.
…
"broken!"
They clearly saw that Tushanjun's movements slowed down, which was obviously a sign of being tricked.
The monk's true meaning and magical power are hard to resist. The ancestor insisted on using it so much that he didn't even activate the body-protecting Gang Qi. Do you want to kill the great true king of Hehuan Sect with his physical body alone?
Doesn’t this mean that arrogance will cost one’s life?
If there was cheering just now, now the ancient building was completely silent.
They turned to look at Taiyi, who was standing at the front. Taiyi looked solemn. Tushanjun did not open up the protective aura in order to save mana. Who would have thought that Dazhenjun's true magical power could be so powerful.
No matter what the monks around him thought, Taiyi held his breath and concentrated from beginning to end, standing quietly upstairs, staring at the battlefield.
He must not show any fear or flinch. Moreover, he is not in a desperate situation now. Tushanjun's strength is obvious to all. Even if there is a problem, he cannot be defeated by Da Zhenjun.
'My junior brother is invincible in the world!'
Taiyi gritted his teeth and locked these words in his heart.
He firmly believes it!
If Tu Shanjun's strength is not worthy of belief, how can he dare to start this battle? Even if Jin'ao Palace and Yuandao League come to help, he will not choose Hehuan Sect as his opponent.
The ancestor of the Wu family clenched his hands unconsciously, not even daring to breathe out.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He had just put all the treasures on Taiyi Sect with his front foot. Just one battle would have exposed the strength of the upper level of Hehuan Sect. No, it was not exposed, but it seemed unfathomable.
What should I do if my ancestor is a soft persimmon?
"No way?"
"Isn't the ancestor the Great True Lord? How could he be tricked so easily?"
"..."
"Then where should we go..." Whispering, all Jindan Daoist people were like ants on a hot pot, jumping around constantly. Of course they also wanted to calm down, but at this moment, apart from the ancestors, there was nothing they could do.
Apart from their sense of security, who else can do it?
…
Buzzing.
The figure of the black-robed Taoist in front of him seemed to disappear in an instant.
With another flash of skill, he appeared in front of Linzhao Zhenjun. A tall body with clear eyes looked down, and along with it, a fist that looked like it was made of iron appeared on Linzhao Zhenjun's chest.
boom.
The body-protecting Qi was squeezed into a ball, and Linzhao Zhenjun's body-protecting Qi was shattered by a punch.
The iron fist seemed to have pierced a bubble, then punched the tofu inside the bubble, and then stopped.
Just when Tushanjun smiled ferociously, his big hand came down from above and was about to cover Linzhao Zhenjun's head.
A long whip struck from the flank, powerful and heavy, carrying endless pressure and an aura of terror.
At the same time, a huge claw covered with lime scales stretched out from the right wing and seemed to be about to clasp Tushanjun's shoulder.
"kill!"
On top of head.
As if there were ripples in the water, a rough hand holding a pumpkin fell down and went straight to Tushanjun's head.
The three parties came together, forcing Tushanjun to give up the next move. The black and red Gang Qi around his body was propped up, setting up the escape light, allowing his body to break away from the surroundings of the three parties.
Threads of flesh and blood grew from the big hole in Linzhao Zhenjun's chest, and the injuries on his body were quickly mended. Even the injured internal organs were mostly repaired by Zhenjun Yuanying's huge vitality.
However, this serious injury still made him look pale and unstable, and his combat strength was less than half, probably only three or four points.
"It's really a powerful method!"
The person who spoke first had a thin and dark face, and looked like a middle-aged man. He stared at Tushanjun coldly: "I didn't expect that you are really the Supreme True Monarch. I asked you to send Linzhao to challenge you.
"
He cupped his hands and said to the side: "I would also like to thank my fellow Taoist for your help."
"Don't be polite."
"Our Beast Control Sect is an ally of the Hehuan Sect, and it's just a simple task."
A tall figure carrying a pumpkin appeared from the side.
There was a snake coiled on his seat, a giant snake with a tiger head and tiger claws. The huge claws obviously came from this beast. The scarlet and narrow eyes stared at the black-robed Taoist.