Chapter 1387

In the twinkling of an eye, the newly reorganized blood skeleton, silver faced dark ghost, and gold faced ghost Zun in the Ming Palace, with a total of 32 strong players, were killed by Luo Yu.

The streets are strewn with corpses!

No matter in the hotel on this side of the road or in the teahouse on the other side, it's quiet.

As everyone knows, the strength of the three teams after the reorganization is more than ten times stronger than that of the old ones in the past. Many famous players in the ancient martial arts and Xiuzhen circles in China are involved in them, one by one amazing.

But in front of Luo Xianyu, he was more vulnerable than the old one.

It's not that the people the hell palace is looking for are too weak, but that Luo Xianyu is now so powerful that it's suffocating.

"My father's three years of hard work, and you snap between the bubble."

Huang Quan took people out of the hotel and came to the street. He looked at the corpse on the ground. Instead of sympathy, he spat a mouthful of phlegm on the corpse and sneered

"Since you trash can't adapt to the big era, you can enter the coffin as soon as possible."

This makes many strong people around him feel cold in the teahouse and even behind him.

In the era of rabbit death, fox sorrow and aura recovery, these famous figures in China in the past can't resist the impact of immortal gate, ancient world, foreign powerful enemies, and Luo Xianyu and other peerless figures. They are really going to be eliminated.

"Although there are many heroes in the world, there are few who can continue to be strong in this era. It seems that if we do not keep pace with the times, our heroes from all over the world will be submerged."

Zhang Jun looked at each other with a strong sense of hardship.

"So, I'll pick up the young lady and go back to the throne tonight anyway. I'll order all the righteous people in the world to gather their strength quickly!"

In the meantime, they didn't plan to shrink back. Instead, they looked cruel.

"It's your turn."

After killing all the blood skeletons, dark ghosts, and ghosts in the hell hall, Luo Yu turns around and looks at the top ten strong men around him indifferently.

"Don't let my father down."

Huang Quan stepped back and hummed coldly.

Last night, their lineup was defeated by Taichu fairy Pavilion. It was Yunxiao fairy who had a profound way and suffered heavy losses.

If it had not been for Su Daji's arrival in time, as well as Shen Lao's running around to find a group of strong people to help Taichu fairy Pavilion, as well as the intervention of Meng Po, the former strong man in Ming Palace, and medusa, the foreign enchantress, Taichu fairy pavilion would have been completely destroyed.

And tonight, they are fully prepared. The people who supported Taichu fairy Pavilion last night, whether they were Mengpo, Medusa, Ye Ling, Li zhantian, etc., were chased and killed endlessly by the underworld hall killers. Some of them have fallen, but they are still alive. They will never be able to fight against them again tonight.

"Master, I will fight with you

Seeing that those old monsters are ready to join forces with Fu Luoyu, Yunxiao can't help but want to join in.

"We will fight with the Lord, too!"

Qiongxiao and Bixiao, as well as ye Xuanning, Ming Yihan and Xiao Meier, came forward one after another.

"You stay there. You worked hard last night. I'll leave it to you tonight."

Luo Yu waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to come.

Last night, he was thousands of miles away, unable to cope with the siege of all the old enemies with Shiyin. Tonight, he doesn't need anyone else to work for Taichu fairy Pavilion.

"Luo Xianyu, although you have been robbed into an immortal, you want to fight against our two immortals, the eight immortals. It's too big."

Fengshan's ancestors have a strange smile.

They are very clear about the power of the earth immortals. Therefore, they are completely in anticipation of the thirty-two people that Luo Xianyu has just swept the blood skeleton, the dark ghost and the ghost Zun.

In fact, it was the deliberate arrangement of the young master of huangquan.

Those people are just victims, just to consume Luo Xianyu's strength.

Don't think it's futile. At present, people in the Xiuzhen world and the ancient clan are dissatisfied with Luo Xianyu's fierce fighting, which has isolated the aura around the imperial capital. Luo Xianyu can only use up his own energy to cast spells. Every time he kills a strong man, he will lose some of his fighting power. In the face of their wheel fight, sooner or later, he will be killed.

"Don't talk to him, Luo Xianyu. I'll meet you!"

Monk Moluo couldn't bear it any longer. He strode forward and put his hands together. The whole person disappeared. With a piece of magic fog, an eight armed Golden Buddha emerged in the fog and floated towards Luoyu.

"Luo Xianyu, I advise you to put down your butcher's knife and look back to the future!"

As soon as the demon monk incarnated in the Golden Buddha came up, he was scolded by the Sanskrit voice. The sound wave shook several streets nearby, which not only aimed at Luo Yu, but also made people around dizzy.

Both of them are immortals. Monk Monroe doesn't believe that he will be much worse than this young man.

"It's just a small road, dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

Luo Yu's pupils sparkle with divine radiance. He glances at them, sweeps them, and makes an ethereal immortal sound in his mouth.

Boom!

The Golden Buddha came and exploded on the spot.

"Taixu Shentong and chaotic initial tone!"

Yunxiao is very happy. The master is a saint of heaven and a chaotic fairy. This magic barrier is in front of him. It's really hard for him to use the gold body of the false Buddha.

After monk Moruo's body of the Golden Buddha burst, FA Xiang was forced to show his original ferocious face.

He was holding a magic pestle in his right hand and a gold bowl in his left. On his red chest, there was a rosary beads made of small skeletons. He was fierce and fierce.

"Up! Break my Dharma, I can't spare you! "

The monk became angry, and the pestle in his hand was thrown like a javelin.

This magic weapon has both Buddha nature and devil nature. After flying over, it looks like a needle for fixing the sea god. It takes Luo Yu's heavenly spirit cover directly to smash Luo Yu's heavenly spirit and destroy Luo Yu's shape and spirit.

"Although you are a real Buddha of the earth immortal level, you have gone astray and are neither fish nor fowl."

Luo Yu is not afraid. He raises his hand and sucks the magic pestle. Between the palms of his hands, the immortal spirit spreads out like a stamen.

The demon subduing pestle was in his hand, struggling violently, making a trembling sound, and cracking at the speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, this Dao Bao, which has both Buddha nature and magic nature, was solved by Luo Yu.

"How dare you destroy my treasure!"

Seeing this scene, monk Moluo's body trembles. In anger, he takes the skull Rosary from his chest and throws it at Luoyu. At the same time, with a lift of his left hand, the golden bowl glows with magic and covers Luoyu.

At the same time, in his mouth, the monk recited the scriptures of both demons and demons, adding the power of magic weapons.

Looking at all the treasures at the bottom of the box, Luo Yu just feels funny.

He pointed at it with his backhand, and a light and shadow of fairy and Phoenix flew out, lifelike. Between spreading his wings, he easily crushed each other's magic skull beads, swept past the golden bowl, and knocked the magic monk far away.

"The old monk is totally invincible to Luo Xianyu!"

The five ancestors of xiaowuxianshan looked at each other face to face and could not hide their horror.

Both of them belong to the level of immortals. There is a big gap between monk Moruo and Luo Xianyu.