At this moment, Liu Er, under Li Shaoyang's blinking eyes, remembered the important task assigned to him by his master, and couldn't help but blush.

The monkey's face turned red, and it looked like that red butt.

So Liu'er pushed a red fart on her back!

Liu'er's voice woke up not only Li Shaoyang, but also geniuses who were worshipping or tentative, wanted to check out Liu'er's abilities.

What disappointed the geniuses was that the legendary monkey with a kingly figure came to his face with a red monkey butt.

Suddenly, some geniuses who had originally admired Liu'er turned around and left their fans!

If Liu Er knew that he was in this state and fell from heaven to earth in the hearts of everyone, he would have to say something faintly, Master is a pit!

Liu'er's opponent is called Louis, who is a family in another plane. Although it is not only a family of favors, it is also quite partial to the family.

But this person was very successful and became the strongest person in that plane and has now been taken to the sage of a saint.

Therefore, the battle between the two was not only the focus of attention, but even the saint must find his disciple in the universe and check it out carefully.

Everyone's sleepiness disappeared under the continuous impact of these two names.

I saw that on the high steps, pairs of bright big eyes, eager to learn, were watching the battle.

One was a family that was born in a humble family and disrupted the king's original kings and then replaced them.

One is from a noble family, a great family, and talented, and even a disciple of a saint.

In fact, the focus of everyone's attention is the disciples of the saints.

In today's world, as many saints as there are, there are so many disciples in this saint's sect, all in a moment!

So this time, most people chose Louis' side, and a few people chose Liu'er side.

These few people are Li Shaoyang and the remaining three sons, as well as the people behind the four sons.

Li Shaoyang felt a little ashamed. Now Liu'er is facing the sage of the saint, and he is just a quasi-saint cultivator and has not yet reached the level of a saint. It is no wonder that everyone chose Louis.

He also believed that Xiao Liuer would win.

Because in his opinion, it is impossible for Xiao Liu'er to lose.

Although the disciple of the saint may have a higher Taoism than Liu'er, he may not be as intelligent as Liu'er.

Li Shaoyang has always been the most satisfied with Liu'er's intelligence.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to stay alone in the aristocratic plane that was so strict that it would not give people a way out. He could have successfully defeated the aristocratic family and be held king!

Not only Li Shaoyang, but the other three sons also thought so. This is probably the confidence that they want to spread with Li Shaoyang’s lineage!

No matter what, losing is impossible!

This life is impossible!

The picture turned back to the platform, and a man and a monkey looked at each other from afar, and a cold light burst out from their eyes.

This cold light is as cold as snow for thousands of years.

Louis knew that the little monkey in front of him was extremely powerful, causing a large family in a plane to fall and be exiled.

You need to know that being humble means being humble, but you only gain momentum, but you also want to reach the sky in one step and be able to eat swan meat, which is also a daydream.

Louis raised his eyebrows at Liu'er and spoke provocatively.

"You rascal monkey, you are making trouble in other planes! You are causing trouble for the people to suffer, and I will take you now!"

Xiao Liuer noticed the identity of this person from the other party's angry words.

The plane he has been to is just a family plane!

The enemy has only one aristocratic family, and this aristocratic family is something that everyone hates and wants to mix up in that plane.

So his enemy can only be friends of the aristocratic families.

Friends from aristocratic families who have always been lonely and promising themselves are most likely to be the same aristocratic families!

Xiao Liuer learned from Li Shaoyang that someone else respected me, and I respected others one foot. If others didn’t respect me, I would pay back the money and profits.

So Liu Er raised the golden rod, pointed at the other party, and cursed: "You are a rascal. Could it be that you think that your brothers from aristocratic families will fall into my hands, and life is worse than death?"

Liu'er's words were like needles on the other party's body. However, as a saint disciple, he could not act in insulting, so he could only feel sulky, which was really uncomfortable.

Louis's face turned red with anger. After some thought, he sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting some spell.

A golden Buddha appeared behind him.

The Buddha is golden all over, emitting waves of golden light, and exuding a stream of pressure.

Only a few of the people present could overcome this pressure and continue to look at the platform.

Most of the Taoist practitioners closed their eyes to avoid the golden light.

It turns out that this is the Taoist practice that the saint's disciples should have!

A sigh erupted among the crowd!

Xiao Liuer had adapted to the atmosphere of fighting at this time, and his face returned to normal. He held a golden stick in his hand and patted his shoulders in a row, and his exploratory gaze glanced at the person.

He could feel a pressure on this person. Without enough support from Taoism, he would not have produced such powerful power.

This man is above him!

This was what Xiao Liuer had found after some exploration.

It seems bad news, but it is actually good news.

Because this power is not pure, those who enter the Tao should make it the top priority to understand and abide by the Taoist rules. Only in this way can they continuously improve themselves in their practice and exert the purest power.

Since ancient times, the purest one is the strongest one, there is no doubt about this!

I think this guy was disturbed by the aura in his stomach, so he couldn't play the purest.

hey-hey!

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Liu'er's mouth, and he moved the golden rod from his shoulder to his hands, but he was still playing around with it, and he had an idea in his mind.

A ball of golden light turned into a cold sword and rushed towards the six-eared macaque.

A dull low moan emerged from the heaven and earth, circling and flowing above the sky.

Looking at the young man, sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus, his eyes burning like fire, and the Buddha body behind him swelled up, showing a tendency to cover the world.

Xiao Liuer picked up the golden rod in his hand and threw it up gently.

The golden rod rotated several times in the air, and his body gradually shrank, and when it finally landed on his hand, it had turned into a golden needle.

Just as Li Shaoyang gave it to him at the beginning.

The golden needle flew out of Liu'er's hand and flew over to the golden light in a lightning posture.

After the two collided, the golden needle sank into the golden light, as if there were no traces.

Sitting upright on the golden lotus, Louis, who was wearing golden lights, raised his eyelids and glanced at the front, and was immediately overjoyed.

A humble thing is a humble thing. Even if someone turns over occasionally, he can't help but fight. This test gave the prototype!

Xiao Liu'er held his hands behind his back, stood up straight and stood there.

As the golden light shook the air, the tip of the cold sword was about to reach Liu'er's eyes.

The cold sword stopped.

Boom!

The cold sword exploded and was divided into many tiny particles, scattered in the air, and the golden light was washed away, turning into astigmatism and spreading towards the surroundings.

The astigmatism was like golden needles, spreading in all directions. Some of the geniuses had a very shallow Taoist practice. Without time to react, they were shot and collapsed to the ground.

Facing the astigmatism, the three sons just brushed their sleeves slightly, and the golden needle fell on the ground and buried deep in the soil.

Among the ten thousand golden needles, only one flew towards Xiao Liu'er.

Xiao Liu'er smiled and stretched out his palm, and the golden needle also fell on his hand very obediently.

After the golden needle fell on his hand, it began to expand and enlarge.

After a while, it turned into its original golden stick.

Louis walked down from the golden lotus, his eyes full of anger, and was very terrifying.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Perhaps because he had been with the saint for a long time, the sound was very loud, and there was a faint feeling of blame, which did not seem to be a question.

Louis was born in a family of aristocratic families, and after a few days of being with the saint, he felt that Liu Er, a man who had no saint's lead, had been born with a lowly person and had broken his own formation.

The genius below, when he felt Louis's aura like a saint, his loud voice and the heavy pressure hidden in his anger, showed his star eyes and looked at him.

Xiao Liuer glanced at Louis with great contempt and said lightly.

"I don't even understand how I broke your path. It's a waste of your noble birth and a disciple of the saint!"

This sentence was like a little Mars, flying to Louis at a lightning speed.

Louis was very like a gasoline at this time. When the little Mars fell, it exploded with a bang, pointing in Liu'er's direction and cursing angrily.
To be continued...