The image is a little weird.
Bai Niang Zi seemed to want to say something, but Ying Yue didn't say anything to her at all, so she rushed to the white lady. With a wave of her hand, she tore the void like countless small snakes and pulled out the whip shadow, like thunder. Anyone could see that the attack was powerful.
The white lady's two palms together showed one, and when she turned her palms, a white jade palm shadow appeared like a stone tablet.
Boom! The whip shadow collapsed and defused deftly, which proved that their accomplishments were not at the same level.
Ying Yue's momentum is still not stopping. When she approaches, her arms are held one by one. The dense braids dragged behind her are thrown out together, and they quickly grow longer, like a big bowl wrapped around the white lady.
"Amitabha The white lady whispered the Buddha's name, and her palms closed again. Before her body closed again, a soft white light suddenly burst out all over her body. It seemed that there was a rising sun in her body. Before the braids from her arms were entangled with the white lady, she was inflated like a balloon by the soft white light, which was hard to touch the white lady's body.
Ying Yue keeps waving her arms and retreats. It is obvious that she wants to tighten the pressure.
Many people were shocked by this scene, and both of them were able to control the virtual light.
The demon monk Nanbo observes the adhesion between the two without expression.
"How can the white lady resist and not fight back! Is this still the cruel white lady? " Yin Erlang on the netherworld dragon boat is a little anxious.
As soon as his words came to an end, Ying Yue, who was always adamant, seemed to have really aroused the reaction of the white lady. The soft white light wrapped in the braided shadow of the void suddenly leaped out of the sea of clouds like the rising sun and burst into full bloom.
Boom! Ying Yue tries to pull the tight tangled braid shadow, which collapses in an instant and explodes into nothingness.
Poof! Ying Yue throws out a mouthful of blood and is shaken out.
Two people are obviously not a level of opponents, white lady does not fight back, a counterattack won't be able to resist.
Left son flash out, holding Ying month back.
Before the people came back, Nanbo, a demon monk, suddenly blew out his fist, like a thunderbolt across the starry sky. A shadow tearing the void was like a thunderbolt on the light of the white lady's body. The attack power collides with the white light, which shows a huge fist shadow under the background of the fluctuation. The attack side of the white light is quickly suppressed, and the white light is directly destroyed by a blow.
After being shaken, the white lady floated for a distance to stabilize her figure, and her expression toward the demon monk Nanbo gradually became dignified.
"I didn't expect that there was another master of the spirit state in this world!" Nanbo, the demon monk, snorted coldly and came out. The apprentice suffered a loss. The master immediately took the action. The measurement was so deep that he found that it was no more than that. Looking at the white lady's eyes, he showed a greedy look. "I'm very interested in your broken void and across the starry sky."
He thought that the strength of the white lady was so strong that he could break the void and cross the starry sky, so that he didn't dare to act rashly. He found that it was not the case when he met. He was completely frightened by himself. The opponent should have mastered a profound skill. This technique is really attractive to him, intending to possess.
Master of spirit state? On the dragon boat, Wu Chang, Huo Zhenjun and Yin Erlang look frightened. It seems that they can't believe that Bai Niangzi's cultivation has reached the spirit state? Actually broke through such an insurmountable level, really false, demon monk did not lie?
The white master's eyes twinkled and seemed surprised.
However, a group of people paid attention to Bai Niang's eyebrow Dharma phase. They had thought that the white lady had done something to cover up before. At this time, after being reminded by the demon monk Nanbo, it was known that Bai Niang Zi's cultivation had returned to its original nature!
"Spirit state..." The green Lord murmured, and the Buddha looked at the white lady with some inexplicable eyes.
Everyone knows what it means to break through the realm of spirit and soul. Strength is the second, and the most important is longevity.
Nanbo, the demon monk, flashed out a long-lasting shadow, and rushed straight at the white lady. With one fist after another, he roared and roared. The traces of tearing up the void, such as the phantom, flashed over to the white lady. Listening to the movement that stirred the starry sky, the demon monk Nanbo did not know how powerful it was.
The white lady looks very dignified. She turns her palms and rolls out a white jade palm which is as huge as a stone tablet.
With some signs of disillusionment, the tearing shadow of a white jade palm smashes the shadow of a white jade palm. The roaring magic power is surging and overwhelming. Those who indulge in watching from afar are also like encountering a storm, and those with poor cultivation try their best to resist it.
I don't know how many people are shocked, two talents just a fight, the momentum is like to stir up the stars in general.
The armies and men of both sides cast the spell together, and the mighty and surging mana will dissipate the violent mana flowing in invisibly.
There is no difference between the two sides in their actual accomplishments.
The demon monk Nanbo's eyes flashed with excitement, and his face was full of fighting spirit. When he got out of the fist, he said in a loud voice: "since the three immortals were killed, there has been no match for me to fight. The only way is that the talents in this world are withered and the spare time is lonely. I don't want to catch one as soon as I come out of the mountain. OK! Take out all your abilities and see how long you can stop meIt seems that it is difficult for him to enjoy fighting in the air. The figure rushed forward, his arms crossed to protect his head, and his body collided with the shadow of the white jade palm, which was like a huge inscription. He smashed the palm shadow all the way, and roared in the starry sky.
At the moment of their close collision, both hands clapped.
The black cassock of the demon monk was wandering in hunting. The shadow of the palm was as golden as copper. There were tiny cracks on the edge of the palm like tearing void. It was like a layer of black light around the shadow. The golden light and black light interweaved brilliantly and strangely.
The white lady's skirt is flowing and barefoot, and her long hair is also hunting and fluttering behind her. The shadow of her hand bursts into a strong white light.
At the moment of the collision of the two palms, the golden light rose like a cloud, and the white light rose sharply.
The golden light is gorgeous and dazzling, and the white light is upright and noble.
In the roar, a pair of huge palms were smashed and recovered.
The golden light and white light are endless, but a layer of black light surrounding the Golden Palm shadow crosses to the white light, which seems to stick between the two palms.
The white lady's eyes widened a little, and found that the sorcerer Nanbo's palm had a strong adsorption power. No matter how much she removed her palm, she couldn't get back. She urged her mana to push away, but she found that the black light composed of tiny cracks tearing through the void was like countless cracks. No matter how powerful the direct magic power was, it penetrated into the crack, which seemed to be nothing to the demon monk influence.
The palms of both sides continue to shrink. In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that they have been squeezed and compressed by both sides.
Only the white lady knows best in her heart that she has been clamped by a demon monk and cannot be separated. The closer the two sides are to her, the more dangerous it will be. The other palm standing in front of the chest turned over and pinched the fingers. The white light fingered shadows roared away and shot at each other.
Nanbo, a demon monk, sneered and pulled his black cassock on his shoulder with one hand. He stirred it like a black curtain in his hand, offsetting the shadow of white light. Take advantage of the situation to shake the cassock, cassock swing like waves, white lady quickly back to resist. However, the evil monk took advantage of the situation to shake his hand and split, and the black cassock chopped at the white lady like a black blade.
The white lady turned her fingers, avoided the black blade, and grasped the black cassock on her side.
But suddenly, Nanbo, the demon monk, shook his cassock. The head that he held in Bai Niang's hand soared. It grew long like a dragon. In an instant, it wrapped around the white lady's arm and quickly swept the white lady around.
The white lady was startled and burst into a dazzling white light.
However, the demon monk suddenly withdrew the palm of his hand and blew out a fist like thunder.
The white lady wanted to escape, but she was caught by the demon monk with her cassock. She had no way to hide or avoid. She was forced to get a punch, and the dazzling white light from her body was also broken by this heavy blow.
"Poof!" The battered white lady spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The black cassock that wrapped her seemed to be unable to bear the huge force of both sides. The white lady who got rid of the wrapped black cassock whirled out.
The demon monk's cassock trembled, and the black cassock floated back, and then leaned over his shoulder. He looked at the white lady with disdain, "I can't eat it before I use my big means? How much ability should I have? It's beyond my ability to dare to come out in front of me
Another mouthful of blood gushed out of the white lady's mouth, and her dress was dyed red. The blow just now was too real, and she had been seriously injured.
"Master Bai! Don't you have a way? The white lady is in danger. Stop the evil monk
Wu Chang of the dragon boat suddenly turned back to look at the white master on the ship's upper floor and called out in a hurry. The meaning was obviously asking what to do.
The white Lord seemed to have no intention of intervening, and shook his head slightly: "don't worry. If I guess correctly, there are still real masters who don't appear behind me!"
"The real master?" Wu Chang, Huo Zhenjun and Yin Erlang were shocked.
The ten elements palace and others looked at each other. The demon monk appeared, and the white lady appeared in a spirit state. She was surprised enough. What real masters are there behind?
"Who?" asked Gao Guan
Wu Changhu patted his forehead and asked, "is it the so-called master of the white lady?"
White Lord slightly nodded, "wait and see!"
Huo Zhenjun and others suddenly realized that, yes, it's not easy for a person who can train Bai Niang to be a master of spirit and soul state. Even Bai Niang is so powerful. Naturally, her teacher is needless to say. How can he forget this.
The crowd immediately followed the scene of the battle.
White lady covered her chest with one hand and touched out the star bell in her hand. I don't know where to contact.
Poison star, the treasure house of nanwumen, is as silent as a sculpture. Bajie, sitting on the lotus throne, gently turns his hand. A star bell floats out and floats in front of him.
The white lady's message came: Master, your earthly calamity can't be solved by my disciples. I'm afraid you need to help yourself to solve this disaster.
Bajie reply: my heart demons are hard to dispel. I don't want to meet them again. I want to cut off this world. If I see you again, I'm afraid it will be even worse.
White Niangzi: this robbery is very fierce. The murderer, the demon monk Nanbo, is seriously injured and invincible!
Nanbo? Jing ruozi's eyes suddenly open and murmur: "master, Mona..."PS: that's it today. I'm out on the road. I'm sorry for the late update tomorrow!
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