v4 Chapter 47： Undefeated [third more]

The strength of monks in the Royal Taoism is ten thousand monsters, and the general trend is much stronger. [Eight? One {<< Small

Shuizizi's face was cold and cold, his eyes flashed coldly, Yu Daozong suppressed Wan Mozong for hundreds of years and prevented him from entering Zhongzhou. With such a great hatred, he naturally had a heavy grievance in his heart.

"The disciples of Wan Mozong obeyed the order, and today Elder Xiao Chen stopped the Cangdao Taoist, and Fang gave me Wan Mozong a chance to wash the snow before shame. I must hold it firmly."

"Today's battle, Xu Sheng will not be defeated. I must have Yu Daozong step on my feet!"

"You can have confidence when you wait and fight with your husband!"

The growl almost growled and spread out.

Li Yantian's eyes were red. His father was the lord of Wanzongzong, and determined to lead the ancestors into Zhongzhou. It was because of the urgency of this practice that the impact did not fall, the mana exploded and died. And all this, thanks to the Emperor Daozong, today, this person's heart bursts endlessly and fiercely, no matter how to step down the Emperor Daozong to comfort the father in the heavenly spirit!

"war!"

Li Yongtian growled madly, driving his fifteen elders and forty-seven Jindan disciples to show madness.

"war!"

The entire Wanzongzong seems to be turned into a whole at this moment. The word "war" is exported, the war is high, the situation is soaring, and the sky is torn.

Hundreds of years of shame will be repaid today.

"Elder Xiao Chen can hardly shake the sky in the early days without falling, can't I wait to completely suppress this Royal Daoism?"

"Go all out, at all costs, just win!"

Shuimozi roared and fell, Monk Wanzong stepped forward neatly, and the void trembled, making a loud noise.

boom!

The two sides battled against each other vigorously, strangled frantically, swallowed each other, and wanted to completely knock the other side down. But at this moment, the monk of Wan Mozong was like a madman, without any rest, and the momentum was constantly falling, like a tide.

Han Yuedao had a white complexion, and the fear of monk Yudaozong was behind him. The battle of momentum, when the courage is weak, is to shake the foundation, and the power of Yu Daozong is weakened instantly.

Shuizizi was cold and pale, and behind him Li Litian and the fifteenth elders had bleeding marks. As for the 47 Jindan disciples, they were severely injured in this general regretful shock, and the bleeding was leaking inside Qiqiao. But at this moment, there is no idea of ​​retreating from one's life. Even if wounded, or even killed on the spot, he will defeat this Yu Daozong! The endlessly fierce and violent breath burst from the monk Wan Mozong and merged into the general trend, making the tumbled trend above his head even more fierce.

At this moment, Yu Daozong was weakened, and Shui Mozi looked in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly crossed the meaning of Mori.

"Practitioners of Wan Mozong, follow the old man, suppress Yu Daozong, and wash the snow before shame!"

"Suppression!"

As the words came down, Shu Mozi stepped forward, and Li Yantian and others stepped forward at the same time, and their heads were like a wolf and a tiger, and they went straight to Yuzong.

boom!

In the collision, Shu Mozi was even whiter, and monks from Wan Mozong spurted blood in the mouth behind them, but their eyes were high in warfare and imposing, without any resignation.

Yu Daozong Hanyue Taoist has a white complexion. The strength of the ten thousand demons has made this person frightened. As for the disciples behind him, the disciples behind him are traumatized, and their eyes are scared.

"Suppression!"

Ink Zi growled in his mouth, and the second step came forward.

boom!

In the second collision, Shui Mozi opened his mouth with a bleeding sword, and the disciples of Wan Mozong even had more than seven tricks. The blood was detached from the body, twisted into a blood mist, and merged into the general trend of the head, rendering the intangible material momentum into a light blood color, and the endless **** and spicy meaning of the head, like the hidden monsters in it, if you want to get out and count the whole world Devour.

Yu Daozong retreated, Hanyue was wounded, blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth, and he hurried back.

Wan Mozong was as imposing as a tiger. He wanted to completely defeat Yu Daozong and achieve prestige. Such an accident turned out to be unexpected.

Although all this is due to the tenacious monks' tenaciousness and madness, the most important reason is that Xiao Chen entangled the skydweller, otherwise the monks would not join the battle if they did not fall.

At this moment, countless monks focused on the battle between Xiao Chen and the Cangqiangdao people. At present, the battle between the Cangqiang people and Xiao Chen had the upper hand, but Xiao Chen did not fail. The battle between Wan Mozong and Yu Daozong already had the absolute upper hand. Yu Daozong retreated and his defeat was revealed. If the Cangqiang Taoists can suppress Xiao Chen before the defeat of Yu Daozong, today's battle is still viable, otherwise. . Can only become a stepping stone to Wanzong Zong, helping his Zongmen prestige even more.

"Abominable, what means does Xiao Chen have so far that he can remain undefeated with the shot of the old man."

"Don't continue to delay, otherwise the Royal Daozong will be defeated, and it will be a shame for me to wait for my face to disappear."

"Today, the old man must win!"

The hesitation of the underworld eyes revealed hesitation, and then turned into endless forest.

"Xiao Chen, my friend, I can force my husband to use mysteries to suppress you and make you proud enough."

"But in the end, the proud man must be my Daozong."

The word fell, the man's complexion turned red, his mouth twitched, his forehead was blue, and he was obviously suffering great pain. But in the process, the breath of the people in the sky is soaring again. The situation is soaring, and it is almost twice as strong as before. Such power is already comparable to the ordinary monk who did not fall in the middle period!

Xiao Chen's complexion was faint, and his eyes showed endless jealousy. This Cangqiang Taoist was hidden so deep that at this moment, there are still secret methods that can make the cultivation soaring, which is obviously the very gloomy generation. But trying to defeat him with this desire was delusional. The Bodhi tree power can burst as many as possible, without fear of the impact of the gods in a great realm. Only then Xiao Chen was worried that the powerful monk here saw the difference, so he did not use the ancient Bodhi tree power to the full, but at the moment Not so much. Even if someone was aware of the secrets of the ancient Bodhi tree, today he is fully confident to retreat.

"The ancient Bodhi tree, suppress the primordial!"

Xiao Chen yelled in his heart, and his mouth was indifferent. This time, he had to look at it. This skywalker could do everything with his hands!

The skywalker sneered, and the peak of the mid-term peak did not fall. He was confident in this shot. No matter what method Chen Xiao had, he would definitely be able to escape the serious injury. If he could be killed in one shot, it would be better.

At this moment, there are so many monks born in the heart.

In the face of this blow, Xiao Chen looked coldly and turned into a sword, which was not the same as before.

boom!

Tough, Xiao Chen fell into the downwind, but. . . Still undefeated! Even his complexion was the same as before, but it was slightly white, and he never stepped down.

The skywalker suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with endless shock, and his secret cultivation was soaring, but it seemed to have little effect on Xiao Chen.

"How can Xiao Chen be useful, even when the old man's shot is still intact!"

Subjective stage.

Forbidden Emperor Wu Zongzi's brows frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with a little suspicion, his eyes fell on Xiao Chen's body, and it was cloudy and murky, and then he returned to normal color.

The elder Mu family suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes showed fiery greed, his eyes took a deep look at Xiao Chen, and then he recovered his sight.

Ji Ruoshan was silent, and his gaze hovered slightly before retreating.

The starless human face was expressionless, but his eyes flickered in the depths of his eyes, and he noticed the difference.

As for the black-bone Taoist monks in Beibei Zong and the monks from WWII, they all opened their eyes, their eyes flashed with joy, their eyes fell on Xiao Chen, and the killer flashed in them.

On the other side, on the VIP viewing podium, I did not know when several figures appeared, and sat on the purple jade table. At this moment, all eyes fell on Xiao Chen, with envy and fiery intention passing by.

"Hey, this junior has such a great opportunity to have such a fetish, but his heart is not stable enough in the end, so it is exposed, and even the old man has the idea of ​​killing it to monopolize the treasure. Guys are not in the minority. "

The man who spoke was a thin little old man, with a dark complexion, heavy wrinkles, a sloppy waist, a burlap shirt, and dirt on his feet, which looked like ordinary veterans at first glance. But it can appear here at the moment and is invited as a guest of honor.

This old man is a famous and casual repair in Zhongzhou, who is a farmer in the mountains.

Several people around me heard the words, all frowns were slightly wrinkled, and the eyes were unshakable. Although everyone had such thoughts in their hearts, it was unsatisfactory to say it. Only a kind-hearted middle-aged Taoist on the side of the Shannong Taoist still smiled, but his gaze was helpless.