Chapter 77

"Crazy!"

"This willow is crazy!"

The son of the real dragon hall clenched his fist and exchanged with several people around him: "didn't he think about the consequences? There are more than 15000 monks in this hall. How many immortals and Taoist traditions and how many aristocratic families are standing behind them?

It's impossible to bury so many friars. It only needs the deduction of the great God who consumes Shouyuan, and some pictures of killing will be seen. "

"That's why he wants us to do it!" The holy girl of the hundred flowers palace snorted and spat: "he knows that there is an extraordinary orthodoxy standing behind us, so he is covered with a vast aura. With this layer of protection, even the great cause and effect, it is blessing to us."

"Mean The Holy Son of Zhenlong temple was furious.

"... let's not talk about the blessing of cause and effect." Dressed in white and rich as jade, he looked like a banished immortal. He said with a heavy face, "although we are all kings in the realm of Tao, Tianjiao, we also have the magic weapons in our hands.

But even with all the strength, it's hard to kill these 15000 monks. Among them, there are about 1000 monks who are in the same level as us. Maybe some of them have the same level as us. "

Jiuyou son nodded and said, "if you don't do it, it's a dead end. This willow tree is too murderous, and daroshenko said he would kill it. In his eyes, we are no different from daroshenko. "

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

The impact of the fall of the son of Dalao still exists.

"Lord willow."

Lotus step, the saint of Baihua palace, took a step and said, "if you want us to kill all the monks, you can do it yourself. You can crush a mountain with a wisp of dark and yellow mother Qi. It's easy and effortless to kill all the monks in the temple. "

Liu Ziyu sneered: "are you questioning my order?"

"No The saint of Baihua palace shook her head and explained: "there are many monks in this hall. We can't kill them all. It's better for the tree demon to do it."

"Don't do this with me." Liu Ziyu, unmoved, rebuked: "it has nothing to do with whether you can accomplish this thing or not to obey my will."

The girl frowned.

The tree demon is determined to kill people.

"Then do it!"

A pair of eyes deep as the abyss, beating soul symbols of the nine you son, murderous, face ferocious way: "the presence of more than 15000 monks, from the golden elixir to the Dao realm, the golden elixir realm, Yuanying realm, Dongtian realm, can be ignored, are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals, we just need a little hit down, we can destroy them.

The real trouble is the more than 1000 monks who have entered the Taoist realm. "

"That's all! Benshengzi, too The son of the real dragon hall roared out a huge fierce anger.

Liu Ziyu's oppression, let him hold a stomach fire, now is to all vent out.

……

"Not quite right."

"It seems that they are communicating with that willow tree."

"Also, the real dragon hall Saint son is killing the heaven, and the Jiuyou Saint son's eyes are cold. How can I have a bad premonition?"

The monks outside the altar, there were some riots.

Brush! Brush!

It's only a matter of time.

Five figures on the altar fell in front of the crowd.

The saint son of the real dragon hall took the lead. He was surrounded by thousands of dragons, and the golden light was shining at his feet. He walked out one step, and the road appeared, and the sky fell apart.

That kind of weather scale, compared with the general monks, I don't know how many times more fierce and terrifying!

Boom boom!

The storm of swallowing the sky swept out, in which the real dragon and virtual shadow flying and dancing, dense, shining like the sun!

This kind of attack, falling into the crowd, immediately set off the sound of each other's ups and downs.

At least hundreds of people were killed in the strike of the son of the real dragon hall.

Even a few monks who had entered the Taoist realm were unable to take precautions and turned into ashes.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

The sound of the sword is so strong!

The young master of the sword hall made a move.

His white clothes beat the snow, his hair was crystal clear, and he stood up, like a sacred sword that was invincible and unbreakable!

With the revival of the cultivation of the young master of the sword hall, which vision heaven and earth continued behind him, he immediately spurted out 9999 Heavenly Sword lights.

Poof!

Poof!

Under this attack, I don't know how many monks died.

"Were they bewitched by that willow tree to kill so much?"

With the killing of the son of the true dragon hall and the young Lord of the sword hall, the remaining ten thousand monks also came back and cried out.

Those friars in Jindan realm and Yuanying realm, who belong to the weakest level, fled to the direction outside the imperial palace. Liu Ziyu said: "let them escape. No one can leave the palace without my permission. " "This is the best," said the head of the lady's jaw If those friars of Jindan realm and Yuanying realm unite to fight against them with more than a thousand great friars, this will cause some burden“ True Dragon Temple son! Little master of sword hall“ Are you two crazy! " Someone yelled. This man is very handsome and handsome. He seems to be a disciple of an ancient great religion, but his cultivation is still shallow. He is one level lower than the king's pride, such as the son of the true dragon hall and the little Lord of the sword hall“ Crazy? Ha ha ha! I'm crazy! " Let go of the intention to kill the real dragon temple Saint son, just like a human beast roared up, scolded: "if it's you, I'm afraid to be more crazy than this Saint son!" The young master of the sword hall bathes in the vision world behind him, and tugs the sword power of heaven. "It's no use saying more," he said The sword hall inherits Kendo and is created by the ancient sword master. This sword hall young master's vision of kendo, killing and training, invincible arrogance, under the light, all the people in the hall shudder. "..." Are you really confused by that willow tree? " The old man who speaks is about a few hundred years old and stands at the peak of the entry realm. His cultivation is the best in the field“ This old thing will be put down by the son of God! " The son of the real dragon temple pounced on him“ All of a sudden, you Taoist friends still join hands with me to suppress a few of them first! " The old man met the son of the real dragon hall