Chapter 138： Super God (4D updates for subscription)

The mysterious man's voice is neutral.

Male and female can't argue.

The four elders of the yin-stricken man had ugly faces and did not answer.

In this world, there is only one person who can cultivate so many heavenly demons to form a sword formation!

Yin Ming Ghost Sect!

Lu Li!

"Do you know what one plus one equals?"

At this time, Baizhang away, the mysterious man standing on the cliff asked again.

"..."

A trace of suspicion appeared on the faces of the four elders in despair and fear.

What the **** does Lu Li want to do?

"I don't know. It seems that you are a waste of air and food while you are alive."

The mysterious man waved his hand gently.

A cloud of golden bright moon fell down and got into the mouth of the tall Demon Xiu.

Then, the pure gold moonlight gleamed in his body, illuminating his flesh and blood, bones, internal organs, and brain marrow, making the whole person as crystal clear and transparent as colored glaze, gold and jade.

With a bang.

A wisp of breeze blew.

This person's body turned into a little golden light and disappeared into the air.

The sword light that was directly compressed to the extreme was completely wiped out, and it was so dead that there was no scum left.

Only treasure clothes, jade pendants, belts and other spiritual artifacts, together with storage rings, were floating in the air.

"How about you?"

The mysterious man turned his eyes and looked at another young demon repair.

"Two! Two! Two! I know! One plus one equals two!"

Young Moxiu shouted with horror on his face.

"bingo."

The mysterious man nodded slowly: "Unfortunately, you know too much."

As he said, he waved his hand again.

Another golden bright moon fell and forced it into his mouth.

"Well!"

The young magic repair only had time to let out a muffled hum.

boom.

As if a silver bottle fell to the ground, the whole person instantly shattered into tens of millions of pieces, and when the breeze blew, it turned into a little golden light and disappeared into the air.

The same dead scum is not left.

"How about you?"

The mysterious man looked at the third beautiful female demon repair.

"I...I...I think one plus one equals...three." The female devil spit out a word with tears in her eyes.

"As stupid as a pig, Fang Yinli of the Immortal League can't give a wrong answer, you actually got it wrong!"

The mysterious man shook his head helplessly.

Then, waved again.

The familiar scene appeared again.

boom.

The female demon repair turned into a little golden light and disappeared, and died on the spot in reincarnation.

Finally, the mysterious man's eyes fell on the shady old man: "How about you?"

"Lu Li, even if the old man is dead, he won't let you go as a ghost! I curse you forever!" The yin elder gritted his teeth and squeezed a word from his teeth.

His eyes were very bitter.

"Sorry, you don't have a chance to be a ghost. Also, when you go to reincarnation, help me and Nangonglong with a word, and say his mother will take care of me."

The mysterious man said and waved his hand gently.

Three thousand rounds of golden bright moon fell down and hit the old man in the shadow.

Puff puff.

In the bright golden moonlight, the old man trembled fiercely and was pierced by thousands of erupting sword threads a hundred times, one thousand times, ten thousand times!

The whole person shoots through the hive directly!

Battered!

In the end, the three thousand golden moons merged together and turned into a big golden moon in the house, which was gently wrapped around the gloomy old man.

The whole person turned into air directly and disappeared without a trace.

"It's a pity, this sword formation is so powerful that even the golden core will have to flee away from the wind. However, the energy consumed is too large, and the energy of the seven emotions saved is directly consumed. If it weren't for the four people's contribution I'm afraid that I won't even be able to send out a Heaven Demon Sword Qi after a while."

The mysterious man let out a sigh.

Then, with a big hand, he took away the storage rings, treasures, jade pendants, etc. of the four.

"Quick, quick! There are six others left behind! They are catching up!"

At this time, the sound of Jin Que Jian Ling's milk sounded in his ears, urging milky.

As soon as the voice fell, the mysterious man recovered his demonic energy, revealing the face of a big yellow-faced man, and the golden Buddha light all over his body.

boom.

He stepped down the cliff.

Juli broke out!

The cliff is cracked!

Humans fly to the sky with strong recoil, swept across the sky, and met a flying monk of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"The bald donkey of the Immortal League? Where's Senior Brother Nangong?"

When this silver-robed boy saw it, his expression was startled. Apart from anything else, he raised his hand as a **** sword light that smashed the sky and the earth.

Then, turned around and ran.

when.

There was only a ringing bell.

The silver-robed boy turned his head and saw that his **** sword light pierced the center of the man's eyebrows, and it was directly shattered!

What a terrifying body!

The silver robe boy was shocked.

Huh.

The yellow-faced man shining with golden Buddha light flashed, swept hundreds of feet in the wind, chased behind him, and made a big hand.

There was a hum.

Behind him, a huge Buddha light soared into the sky, and on the scorching sun and white clouds, it condensed into an extremely large sacred Buddha.

Then, the golden palm print fell from the sky.

boom.

There was only a loud chime like a sky bell, and the silver-robed boy had no resistance and was shot directly into the earth.

On the earth, the mountains collapsed and the dust billowed, immediately revealing a palm print of a thousand feet!

At the center of the palm print is a very inconspicuous pool of blood.

In this way, a magic power comparable to four Li Jing died under the palm of the Buddha.

Kill with one move!

Huh.

The big yellow-faced man rushed out and greeted a chasing Tian Jue Demon Sect Demon Cultivator.

Another palm.

There was a bang.

This magic repair was shot into the ground on the spot, exploding into a ball of blood.

"not good!"

"This is a master of Buddhism!"

"How could the Big Mi Tuo Palm be so terrifying?"

"Run!"

The remaining four Tianjue Demon Sect demon repairers took a look, and they were so scared that they ran away desperately.

I only hate that my third leg is not available at this time!

However, it was too slow.

The yellow-faced man chased him up, palming one by one.

Two in one palm.

Pak, pak, pak.

Three died on the spot!

One left!

"Ahhhhh! I'm fighting with you!"

The last middle-aged demon cultivator roared wildly, spurred a blood-black mace, rushed towards the yellow-faced man, flickered, and appeared on the head of the yellow-faced man.

Then, it smashed down!

This split was extremely swift and violent.

It seems that even the sky is going to be smashed in half!

This is his natal magic weapon, a broken magic weapon, named Kaishan Bang, full of force, reaching a weight of three million catties!

However, the yellow-faced man waved his hand casually, as if he was swiping away a fly, he swept away the mace, whirled, and fell into the canyon.

The majestic power came surging and flooded into his hands like mountains and seas.

Click.

His wrist shattered directly.

"How can it be?"

The middle-aged Moxiu's face changed drastically, and he lost his voice in amazement.

"Everything is possible."

The yellow-faced man spit out a word.

Exploded with a punch casually.

boom.

The fist was swift and fierce like a comet, and slammed into the chest of the middle-aged Moxiu.

Hard and fierce without casting!

Like a Tianzhu impact!

With a pop.

The middle-aged Mo Xiu looked down and his pupils shrank.

I saw a huge hole in his chest as big as a clay pot.

The sunlight shone down, and the flesh and blood beside the huge hole in the chest were clearly seen, as well as the white bones.

The next moment, the yellow-faced man blasted another punch.

Bang it.

The middle-aged Mo Xiu and the cloud ring on his body were directly exploded, exploding into a **** flower in the air.

boom.

A group of scarlet flames ignited, completely burning him into ashes.

"Finished! Call for work!"

The yellow-faced man retracted his fist, his body flickered a few times, picked up the storage rings and spirit instruments of the Tianjue Demon Sect, and rose into the sky, disappearing into the endless sea of ​​clouds.

Soon after.

Swishwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...

The cultivators of the Immortal League appeared high in the sky, overlooking the five three-thousand-meter-long palm prints on the ground, their expressions were extremely shocking.

There was a stormy sea in my heart.

Is there such a tyrannical Buddhist monk in the Immortal League?

"Amitabha."

At this time, the one-month-old little monk in white monk clothes chanted a Buddha's name, his pupils trembling, and muttered:

"This...who is this big amitabha palm?"