The streets suddenly became lively late at night.
"Wow, damn it, who is this full of food and fighting in the middle of the night?"
"Oh, why is he a monk?"
"Why did you get into a fight with an ugly man in pajamas?"
"Wow, isn't this level comparable to that evil prince of Shenyuan Sect?"
"Damn, that monk's cultivation is not ordinary!"
The world couldn't see through the disguised Long Yu's true face, but they felt that his moves were similar to Long Haotian's previous war with the royal family.
In the void, the two of them were fighting fiercely.
Long Yu's anger burned his heart. The smelly monk actually came to make trouble at the most critical moment of his bridal chamber and threatened to accept a disciple. He was determined to defeat Wu Zhen and let him return to his mother's womb and start a new life.
Shocked!
He thought secretly: The aura exuded by this damn monk's Buddha soul is actually at the top of the earth's realm!
And Long Yu is at level 50 of the second level of the Earth Realm. Even though his Danhai spiritual power is vigorously supported, he is still too high in the realm and seems to be unable to suppress the opponent with the power of thunder.
Doesn’t Jiuzhou have an emperor-level formation that can suppress cultivators? When did breaking through the Dharma Realm become a big deal?
Wu Zhen responded with a calm attitude. His cultivation was strong and he was able to neutralize Long Yu's attack.
What Long Yu didn't know was that this monk was a big figure in the outer and upper realms of the Kyushu Imperial Formation, and was the presiding master of Lingshan Temple; ap..
Originally, he had calculated that Long Yu in the Nine Provinces was the body of the rumored catastrophe that was born, so regardless of his cultivation and being suppressed and regressed, he forcibly broke through the Nine Provinces Imperial Formation and came in. The purpose was to accept him as a disciple in order to avoid the catastrophe that would destroy all living beings.
The battle between the two became increasingly fierce, and the entire sky was shaken by their power.
Wan'er hid in the quilt, but the roof had been lifted, and she stared at all this.
She was worried about Long Yu's safety, but she was also ashamed that the smelly monk would appear in the room without anyone noticing and take a look at her;
She was also embarrassed and angry because the two of them were about to do something embarrassing...
Under the night sky, the battle between Long Yu and Wuzhen became more and more fierce. The two people's mysterious moves came out one after another, which dazzled the crowd watching the battle.
Long Yu was extremely angry and yelled:
"Damn bald man, how can you, a person who has nothing in all the four things, do things like Hong Luan's Tianjue, and spy on newlyweds in the world and get into bed with each other? Aren't you ashamed?"
While cursing, he waved the Emperor Minghong Sword in his hand. The sword energy was like a rainbow, instantly piercing the sky and heading straight towards Wuzhen.
Wu Zhen was unhurried, he put his hands together, and a golden Buddha Seal spurted out from his palms, instantly dissolving Long Yu's sword energy into the invisible.
Then the voice sounded like a bell in the sky, and he replied leisurely:
"Amitabha... I have no choice but to stop you from the cliff and put an end to the ties of love and debt."...
"Fuck you, I'm afraid you've gone crazy thinking about your apprentice. I... why do you need to be tonsured?"
Long Yu was furious. He wanted to say that I was the reincarnation of the Great Emperor, but he swallowed the mystery of his life experience.
Wu Zhen immediately waved his hand and took out a staff, shining with golden light, and thrust it into the void——
Boom!
The sky shook like the sound of a huge thunder bell, and the earth shook, sending out pressure shock waves in circles. Suddenly, the houses on the ground were once again blown away into pieces, and countless big trees collapsed.
The melon-eating crowd on the ground was immediately affected by the disaster. Countless people's clothes were shattered in an instant, and their bodies were dripping with blood and bones.
"Ah... help...!"
Cries, panic, and fleeing suddenly turned into a mess.
"Fuck you! Gods fight and mortals suffer, it's too exciting to watch."
Convex(艹艹)……
Countless people extended their middle fingers of international friendship and pointed at the two men fighting in the void, wishing them well in their hearts for the eighteen generations of their ancestors.
Woohoo...! Everyone's eardrums were stinging and bleeding, which was enough to show that the power of the monk's staff just now was overwhelming.
The dragon feather in the void was blown hundreds of meters away on the spot, and his internal organs were in great pain.
puff!
He spurted blood into the void, almost spitting out his heart.
He staggered and stood still on the scabbard, his face full of horror.
With this blow, the power emitted from the bottom of the monk's staff was definitely a cultivation level above the heavenly level!
Wu Zhen then held the staff in his left hand, raised his right palm upright, and said leisurely:
Everyone's eardrums were in severe pain, and a buzzing monk's voice came:
"That's good, that's good... I will let you know about this in the future. Please calm down."
The sound was like thunder, making everyone's eardrums buzz, and all of them had ferocious faces covering their ears with their hands.
Long Yu also had a ferocious expression on his face, showing the pain, and squeezed out the words through his teeth in a cold voice:
"Asshole! Why didn't you wait for me to talk about it later?!" He deliberately lengthened and accentuated the pronunciation of the word "日" to declare that he was deeply worried about this matter.
Hearing the dirty words, Wu Zhen frowned.
The monk knew that this son had fallen deeply into the world and had difficulty communicating with him verbally, so he waved his staff and stretched it across in front of him.
Suddenly the whole body was filled with golden light, like a sun in the sky, shining brightly.
Upon seeing this, Long Yu immediately changed his tactics. He used his predecessor's emperor-level secrets to control wind and thunder, trying to trap Wu Zhen.
"Wind and Thunder Demon Slaying" Technique!
"Go!" He pointed his finger at the top of the void, and the divine thunder elements in his body surged out from the sea of dan. The electric light "呲呲" wandered around the arm, sprang out from the fingertips, and shot out a star-like electric flower, flying straight up into the sky. .
"Come!" At the same time, he hooked his fingers, and the wind surged in the void. Suddenly, the wind spiraled into a huge tornado, sucking Wu Zhen and trapping him in the whirlwind.
Click~~~Crack!
boom! rumble! !
There was thunder and lightning, and the wind and clouds were rolling.
Thunderbolts descended from the sky in an instant.
However, Wu Zhen used an extremely miraculous movement technique to easily avoid Long Yu's lightning attack. His figure was like a ghost, floating up and down in the hurricane vortex.
At this moment, people in the small town, men, women, old and young, had already run away, holding infants, dragging children, or supporting the elderly to evacuate quickly, otherwise it would be a disaster for Chiyu.
Long Yu's heart trembled, Wu Zhen's cultivation was indeed extraordinary.
He began to go all out, using everything he had learned, to try to defeat Wu Zhen.
"Soul-Eating Talisman"!
Long Yu roared secretly, and secretly recited the demon-devouring technique, intending to directly deprive the monk of his cultivation, turning him into a mummy, and becoming the nourishment for his own cultivation. Read the book
Hoo ho ho…
Hahaha……
Hey hey hey...
Hehehe...
Hee hee hee……
The strange sound that suddenly resounded across the sky and the earth was the terrifying power of the soul-eating talisman's magical power.
! ! ! !
Suddenly the power of darkness surged all over the sky, and it seemed like thousands of resentful souls were roaring, joking, and joking... It was terrifying!
"Um?"
Wu Zhen immediately narrowed his eyes and waved his hand. The staff floated behind him like a propeller, spinning rapidly on his back, making a buzzing sound.
At the same time, he sat cross-legged in the void, clasped his hands, closed his eyes and muttered an obscure mantra:
"Om Mani Padme Hum... Om Mani Padme Hum..."
The sound of the Buddha's trumpet reverberated across the sky like tens of thousands of monks chanting sutras.
In the sky, a majestic and majestic Buddha statue that was ten thousand feet tall and as heavy as the Himalayas suddenly appeared slowly.
