Unfortunately, looking up again, Zhao Yuande almost collapsed!

The woman's facial features are concentrated, but her mouth is large, her lips turn out, and she hangs two large intestines alive.

In particular, she is also heavily makeup, a pair of soybean sized eyes constantly winking at Zhao Yuande.

Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a tumbling in his stomach and almost threw up.

But just at this time, a bright blade flashed and stabbed at the center of Zhao Yuande's eyebrows!

This move is very timely, cruel, fast and accurate!

This woman paralyzed the enemy with the help of disgusting appearance, and then hurt the killer. It can be said to be extremely vicious.

However, it was obvious that the woman underestimated Zhao Yuande's strength. Zhao Yuande felt that the other party's speed could not be avoided at all, so she simply didn't hide directly.

At the moment when the woman's blade was about to pierce into Zhao Yuande's eyebrow, a bright light shone from Zhao Yuande's eyebrow. A thick thunder destroyed the blade at once and directly penetrated the opposite woman's chest without any block.

Although this blow would not kill the woman, the woman concentrated by the thunder only felt a burst of numbness all over her body and lost her ability to move in an instant.

"Die!"

Zhao Yuande slapped the woman's head down.

The woman was shocked and wanted to shout "I admit defeat", but she couldn't make a little sound at all.

"Bang!"

The woman's head was like a rotten watermelon, which was directly smashed by Zhao Yuande. Blood mixed with brains splashed all over the ground.

Zhao Yuande took back his palm and was more afraid of the people of the three forces of immortals, demons and Pantheon.

These people do everything to win. Just now, the woman was clearly very beautiful. In order to kill the enemy, she had to dress up as such a disgusting role. It really made people feel cold in her heart.

"Almsgiver, you have a heavy heart to kill! I think you have fate with my Buddha. How about following me to practice?" just as Zhao Yuande sighed, a voice sounded in front of him.

A young monk with white clothes, white shoes, white socks and clean white monk clothes appeared in the scene.

The monk in white closed his eyes, folded his hands and nodded slightly to Zhao Yuande.

"Master, if I don't kill, people will kill me. Why do you only say that my killing heart is heavy!" Zhao Yuande looked at the monk up and down, and immediately felt a quiet and peaceful breath coming from each other, which made people's mind a little quiet.

"Because only the benefactor stands in front of me, benefactor, you are sinful. You can only eliminate the killing sin by chanting sutras every day. Come with me!" the monk's voice is very light, but words and words drill into Zhao Yuande's heart, making him feel his mind tremble.

It seems that the monk in white is heaven and earth, the God he wants to follow and believe in

If he hadn't been a man for two generations, experienced too many storms and had a tough character, he might have knelt down directly and paid homage.

"Bold!" Zhao Yuande roared. His voice was like thunder and vibration, which contained the three words of Bami coax in the six words of Buddhism.

With this cry, it seemed that the boundary around it was broken inch by inch, and the whole ninth challenge arena shook for a while.

At this time, all the spectators on the stand around only felt that there was continuous thunder in their heads and buzzing in their ears. Some people with low cultivation even directly opened their mouths and ejected a blood arrow, and their faces suddenly became depressed.

Zhao Yuande stopped drinking. The monk in white in the opposite side felt like a huge mountain pounding on his head. He opened his mouth and vomited several mouthfuls of blood. His eyes opened and looked at Zhao Yuan, which contained endless resentment and fierce anger!

"Die for me!" the monk in white stained his white robe with blood, and two blood red divine awns shot out of his eyes, sweeping Zhao Yuande.

The whole world was suddenly red with blood. The monk in white in front of him suddenly became a demon God returning from hell, and a strong smell of blood rushed into his mouth and nose.

Only at this moment, Zhao Yuande felt that his spirit seemed to be given by the other party, and his body couldn't move!

The monk in white clapped Zhao Yuande's spirit with his palm. Even Zhao Yuande felt some fear of the terrible power.

However, although he was not confused, as soon as his mind turned, the eternal tower directly turned into a war suit and draped over the spirit, and the spirit immediately got rid of the other party's control.

"Die for me!"

The nine lights in Zhao Yuande's palm rotate rapidly, and the virtual shadow of a big world slowly suppresses the white monk to the ground.

"Alas! What a pity! Do I still want to show the last one?" the white monk's eyes suddenly changed from blood red to gold.

In the eyes, there seems to be a circle of strange ripples, which are constantly rippling around!

After contacting these blogs, Zhao Yuande immediately felt as if he had been pulled into a glittering world.

In the middle of the world, a giant Buddha stands. The golden light on the Giant Buddha shines on the whole world. Everyone in the world is equal, and there is no difference between cultivators and mortals.

Everyone is amiable and polite, which makes people yearn for this world.

He suddenly saw a group of people coming towards him in the distance, father, mother, Rushuang, Zhu Luan... And even many of his friends.

They waved to him with smiles on their faces!

He felt the sounds and smiles of his relatives and looked at the beautiful faces of his wives. He had a feeling that he didn't want to leave and live in this world forever.

But at the next moment, an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, and a terrible crisis came.

"How dare you spy on the secrets in my heart? How dare you make use of those relatives I can't touch in my heart. You know the secrets you shouldn't know, so you deserve to die!" Zhao Yuande Meng opened his eyes, his hair and beard were open, and the terrible power of his whole body burst out in an instant.

At this time, the white monk's hand had reached Zhao Yuande's spirit less than three feet away and was about to take a heavy picture, but he was shocked by Zhao Yuande's secret at this moment!

He didn't expect that Zhao Yuande's identity was

At this time, he felt that his body had lost its autonomy, as if he had fallen into an eternal static time and space, and even the spirit had lost its autonomy.

"Die!"

At this moment, Zhao Yuande exerted all his strength, urged the force of time and space, and touched the edge of the avenue of emptiness again.

Before the monk closed his eyes, he saw that a big hand had fallen on his head.