This kid actually has a thunder tribulation spiritual weapon on his body.
It's incredible.
The dragon scale armor on Long Xiaoshan's body made him jealous. It was extremely precious.
But unexpectedly, Long Xiaoshan's gun was a rare thunder tribulation spiritual weapon. Even though he was not a gun, a thunder tribulation spiritual weapon was priceless, and he could use it to exchange for ten top-quality spiritual weapons.
This trip is really the right one.
The master sent him here, and he still complained that he would do such dirty and tiring work.
Now he can only be glad, but fortunately his master did not let other brothers come, otherwise this thunder tribulation spiritual weapon would not belong to him.
Xuan Zhen raised his hand and grabbed Panlong Spear.
suddenly.
A stern and cold sharp edge slashed from behind Xuan Zhen.
Xuan Zhen waved his hand and punched him.
when!
Xuan Zhen took a few steps back, and the attacker also took a few steps back.
"Looking for death!" Xuan Zhen didn't expect that Maru would dare to attack him.
Brahma held the Dead Blade, his body was filled with demonic energy and fierce flames. He roared violently, and the Dead Blade swept out the sword lights that covered the sky, and the sky was completely dark.
It seems as if from daylight to night.
"A common man dares to act violently!"
Xuan Zhen snorted coldly. Although he was injured when he had a head-on attack with Long Xiaoshan just now, even the Silver Hand was a little damaged, but these barbarians could not compete with him. Maru dared to attack him.
The true energy of Xuan Zhen's body surged wildly, as if a big sun rose, melting the darkness around him.
"Shocking Sun Fist!"
Xuan Zhen did not use the Beidou Seven Injury Fist. Just one Marun didn't need to let him use the unique skills of the true immortals who were self-destructive. Xuan Zhen's body moved violently, and the fist light emitted a dazzling and hot light.
Even the void was distorted by the high temperature.
Dear! Dear! Dear! Dear! Dear! Dear!
The fist lights collided with the dark sword lights and exploded.
The two people broke out in the air.
Maru is the third in the God List.
Of course not easy.
He had already entered the middle stage of the Divine Realm, and his body contained demon blood. He was a half-demon. His strength was naturally extremely terrifying. Even the Pope dared not provoke him easily.
The Blade of the Dead is with the wail of hell, and each sword light can cut off a mountain.
Shocked countless viewers.
As expected, he is a demon god who has been famous for hundreds of years. Maru's attack is no worse than Long Xiaoshan, and it is even more terrifying than Long Xiaoshan in normal state.
But Xuan Zhen is obviously even more terrifying.
Every move has the power to subdue demons.
In particular, he is proficient in various martial arts skills. The Seven-Injury Fist restrains Long Xiaoshan's defense. The Scarlet Sun God Fist is the supreme magic trick. Every ray of Scarlet Sun Fist can burn a large amount of magic into nothingness.
Maru gradually lost his support, and the huge and scorching sun had already enveloped him, and even his body was stained with flames.
"die!"
Xuan Zhen changed his shape and penetrated the sword light of Maru, and a palm was printed on Maru's body, bang!
The demonic energy in Maru's body exploded.
The whole person was ignited by the scorching sun flames, turned into a fireball and fell from the air, hitting the earth.
Looking at the burning flames on the ground.
Everyone was stunned and silent.
horrible.
This Taoist first punched Long Xiaoshan, and then defeated Maru in less than half a minute.
The first and third in the God List were easily crushed in his hands.
Kunlun actually hides such a terrifying strong man.
With the strength of this Taoist man, he is truly the one who suppresses the gods. He is invincible in the world. Even if the Pope is here, the result will be the same.
The Pope's strength is impossible to be much stronger than Maru and Long Xiaoshan, both of which are half a pound.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to retreat to Long Xiaoshan before, so that Long Xiaoshan would be ranked first in the God List.
"Senior's strength is so trembling. I admire you. I don't know which master of Kunlun is. We all admire you." The Thousand-Handed Holy Monk clasped his hands together and said.
"Senior has the power to subdue demons without the world. Killing evil demons is the blessing of my hidden sect and China."
"Yes, our admiration for our predecessors is like a surging river..."
All the gods spoke up and flattered them.
There was no such a high posture as the divine realm.
This is human nature.
Their pride can only face the weak.
In front of an unrivaled strong man like Xuan Zhen, they must bow their heads, like the worldly flattering people.
Xuan Zhen smiled indifferently.
Ignore these divine realms.
In his eyes, these divine realms are just a group of barbarians. When he gets what he wants, he will leave this dirty and abandoned planet and will never set foot here again. Why do you need to talk nonsense to the ants living in the garbage dump?
Xuan Zhen rushed to Long Xiaoshan again and grabbed the dragon spear.
The Panlong Spear emitted a fierce dragon roar, and the dragon above seemed to come alive, and the weapon spirit roared at Xuan Zhen.
However, no matter how powerful the Panlong Spear is, it is just a spiritual weapon and cannot resist a strong man like Xuan Zhen.
Xuan Zhen grabbed it violently, and Zhen Yuan activated it, pressed the weapon spirit back, and then slowly pulled out the Panlong Spear, just as the tip of the spear left the ground.
Bang!
Suddenly, he was pulled by a powerful force.
Xuan Zhen looked down and saw a sharp claw like a demon dragon holding the gun rod of the Panlong Spear. Long Xiaoshan slowly opened his eyes and stared at him.
"you!"
Xuan Zhen was shocked, and Long Xiaoshan was not dead yet!
At this moment, Long Xiaoshan suddenly twitched the gun, and Xuan Zhen was caught off guard. Moreover, Long Xiaoshan's power was very strong, not under him. He was empty and the Panlong Spear was taken back by Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan, who grabbed the Panlong Spear, roared wildly, jumped up from the ground, and stabbed Xuan Zhen with a shot.
Xuan Zhen took a step back and punched him out.
The dragon's mountain collapsed.
Long Xiaoshan stabilized his body in the air, staring at Xuan Zhen with his dead eyes.
Xuan Zhen's eyes twitched. He really didn't believe that Long Xiaoshan was still alive. He ate two Beidou Seven Injury Fist in a row. Especially the second one, he was no longer reserved. He was trying to damage his body, even if he was a body refining god.
He should have been beaten up by the realm.
Long Xiaoshan took out a dark red pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
boom!
Long Xiaoshan's momentum continued to soar.
"This guy is crazy. He has used the killing move of self-harm. He dares to take this explosive pill. Will he commit suicide?" Xuan Zhen's eyes widened.
Long Xiaoshan, which swallowed the Yuan Dan, climbed up wildly.
Nowhere under Xuanzhen.
Long Xiaoshan held a gun in both hands, and his body erupted with endless guns. His body gradually became transparent and merged with the Panlong Spear.
Xuan Zhen saw this scene and rolled his throat hard.
The first time there was a hint of horror in his eyes.
Long Xiaoshan took the explosive pill and actually used the self-harm killing move again. Xuan Zhen felt the terribleness of Long Xiaoshan for the first time. It was not that he was terrible, but that crazy fighting will. This was a
A madman, a madman who can fight to death.
There are very few such people in the world of cultivation.
But each one is extremely terrifying.
Even monks with a higher level than them are willing to touch such people.