"There is no one in Shura. You are really proud of yourself, a little concubine. Today, we will cut off your head and add another piece to our credit book!" Wu Qiongshan roared out first, and his anger on his face had already made the handsome face distorted.

Lu Guimeng, however, maintained her calmness on the surface and said lightly, "Fourth Junior Brother, a demonic boy who is ignorant of the world, is not worth it when we spend too much time, and we have more important things to do, so don't waste time, let's take action together and cook him quickly!"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but be choked. He didn't expect that Lu Guimeng, who looked extremely decent, was such a guy at the root.

"If you are not capable, you are not capable, and you are not arrogant. If your teacher listens to this, you may be angry to death. However, if your teacher is dead, you can say more, but you may not be able to make you angry again!"

Zhong Yuan's mouth is obviously much stronger than these two. Lu Guimeng and the others saw that their words did not put any pressure on Zhong Yuan, but instead made their hearts more impetuous, but they stopped talking and roared, and each took action and rushed towards Zhong Yuan.

Lu Guimeng pointed a strange-shaped long sword in his hand, and the vital energy in the void immediately rushed like a big river, sweeping out towards Zhong Yuan. Halfway through, a giant tortoise about a hundred feet tall rose in the vital river.

The giant turtle was covered with bone spurs and a dragon's head, which was extremely ferocious. The sharp teeth in its mouth shone with cold light, and the bitter aura was extremely intimidating. Its figure was as solid as it was, dark and chaotic, without a trace of imaginary appearance. A line of manifestation turned into four feet and stepped on the void, rushing towards Zhong Yuan at an incredible speed.

Wu Qiongshan shook his body and performed Luohu's magic image. He punched him, and thousands of beasts roared, and the waves of air swept across the sky. Luohu's killing move, the roaring fist of thousands of beasts, used it.

The two of them all had extremely powerful bombardment, and the strange phenomena were filled with terrifying fluctuations, which spread to dozens of miles away. The monks with insufficient cultivation felt this aura and no longer dared to approach. They each fled towards the opposite line of defense at their fastest speed.

At this time, Zhong Yuan had experienced the battle with several geniuses in the Shura clan and had extremely rich combat experience. At this time, although he was fighting against two geniuses at the same time, his momentum was not at all inferior, and he even looked down at him.

Seeing that both of them made a move, Zhong Yuan, even the time, had a thought of action. In an instant, two divine lights burst out above his head, and the void appeared. One turned into a big bell about a meter; the other turned into a golden magic wand about a meter long.

The clock is naturally the Three Holy Bell Staff, and the Heavenly Strike Scepter.

Zhong Yuan did not integrate the various magical powers of the Heavenly Punishment Scepter into the Three Holy Bells, and combined them into a method.

In fact, he couldn't do it. Because there was a difference in the essence between the two. However, Zhong Yuan was not disappointed in this, and just regarded it as an extra magic weapon.

The Three Holy Bells roared spontaneously. On the bell wall, more than a hundred sub-power maps shine, turning into wisps of divine light, blending into the bell waves, turning into gray transparent waves, and like a tide of the river, welcoming the giant turtle of Lu Turtle.

At the same time, Zhong Yuan held the golden magic wand in his hand, like a pillar of heaven, smashing it hard towards the ferocious fist power formed by the shadows of thousands of beasts.

"Bang bang!"

Two nearly one loud noise, the beasts roared their fists and were smashed by a stick. However, the giant tortoise, although its body was cracked, still maintained its basic spiritual form.

The huge dragon head suddenly roared, and behind it, a tail of a tens of feet long spike suddenly grew. With one stick, it turned into a rush and whipped towards the Three Holy Bells.

The speed was too fast. In an instant, he thrust on the Three Holy Bells and rang a strange bell.

However, the Three Saint Bell was completely damaged, but the tail of the Teng Snake was broken.

With one move, Zhong Yuanxing revealed that Wu Qiongshan's combat power was weaker than Lu Guimeng. At that moment, he made up his mind to cut his wings first, then hit the yellow dragon, and cleaned up Wu Qiongshan first. At the moment, his mind power moved, and above the Three Holy Bells, the seemingly inconspicuous clock ring flashed, and a huge golden penis that was nearly a thousand feet tall, manifested, and his two claws clasped on the clock ring, grabbed him, and flew towards the Land Tortoise.

The speed is so fast that it is hard to describe, it arrives in a flash.

After coming to Lu Guimeng, the clock body trembled, and a huge white elephant phantom also appeared. In comparison, this white elephant was taller and solider. Once you stepped on the void, you jumped up and stepped down towards Lu Guimeng's disclosure!

In an instant, the void was crushed and an extremely powerful force stepped on Lu Guimeng.

Lu Guimeng dared not neglect the sword momentum, the Xuanwu Dharma image, the void condensed, and then merged with it and firmly protected him.

The white elephant stepped down, but failed to slash the huge Xuanwu Dharma image. However, the two huge front palms stepped deep into the Xuanwu Dharma image, and the Xuanwu Dharma image was shaking, and countless cracks were found.

In response, Lu Guimeng did not show any fear. The long sword in his hand stabbed, and instantly outlined countless divine patterns, achieving a seal method. In a flash, the seal method turned into a three-foot-long jade ruler and formed a row, and then drew an arc through the void and smashed it towards the huge body of the white elephant.

With this smash, the white elephant's body could not help but be knocked back several feet, and the Xuanwu Dharma image on Lu Guimeng's body was thus able to relieve the crisis.

The Xuanwu Dharma Image recovered and Lu Guimeng waved his sword again. This time, he shook the long sword in his hand, densely packed, the size of endless fists, and the thunder shining with water appeared, forming a long river of thunder, and towards the Three Holy Bells, the phantom of the white elephant appeared.

Although the Three Holy Bells were shrunk, they were fierce and did not diminish at all. Hundreds of magical power diagrams shone one after another, and hundreds of divine lights were washed away like heavy rain, bombarded out and met them.

While the Three Saint Bells flew out, Zhong Yuan himself also used the golden spike's method to travel between the voids of the heavens, and quickly came to Wu Qiongshan's approach. He swung the Huang Qiang Scepter in his hand and smashed it out hard.

Zhong Yuan's powerful intention runs through everything, and all the laws of adding speed were instantly pushed to the limit. The shadow of the stick was like a mountain and a sea, turning into a brilliant golden light, like a sky, catching the key points around Wu Qiongshan.

Wu Qiongshan dared not be negligent. When that was the case, with a loud roar, Luohu's killing method in the way of killing was slashed with ten thousand blades, using his palm as a knife, and slashed with one knife, and slashed with an endless meter of length. The transparent crystallized blade light was like a wave, stacked layer by layer, and slashed out in all directions.

The blade light was like endless, making up for every inch of void around Wu Qiongshan.

When that was the case, the endless sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and most of the blade light hit the golden light, just like a river hitting a mountain and shattering it. Some of them were cut at the weak point of the golden light or the gap, but the space was instantly torn apart, leaving countless space cracks.

These blade lights that tear the cracks in the space appeared again in the void of different degrees, and were killed from behind Zhong Yuan, above his head, under his armpits, and other tricky and strange and incredible places.

Before the blade light arrived, the invisible sharpness made Zhong Yuan feel something.

"It's really a sinister and vicious guy! The Holy Method of Bengtian!" Zhong Yuan shouted softly, and a loud "bang" sounded loudly. The void all over his body exploded, and the endless aura of mixed light flowed around him, like a god who opened up a country of void.

As for the blade lights, they have already been completely turned into powder.

"Rahu kills the way, and the great power of thousands of dragons kill!"

Wu Qiongshan roared again, and a thousand dragon tails emerged behind him, with shining scales and ferocious bone spurs.

Thousands of dragon tails trembled, and they all turned into extremely huge dragon-shaped war swords, with murderous intent soaring into the sky, with an unparalleled sharpness. With one blow, the golden divine curtain sprinkled by the Tianxing Scepter was broken at that time, and the Tianxing Scepter itself was also collapsed back.

The power of the thousand-handled dragon sword continued to slash forward. In the void, countless gullies quietly appeared, and the rolling aura of light tilted down, as if the sky was tilted.

Feeling the numbness on his arms, Zhong Yuan was also quite shocked. However, thinking about it, Luohu was the ancient Shura King after all. Since he was the manifestation of his Dharma image, it would not be an exaggeration to have such divine power.

However, this was a swaying Zhong Yuan's heart was full of heroism. He was not busy using other magical powers. With the movement of his mind, two thousand,123 monks' torture maps were shining, and they evolved into divine light and blessed them on the Tianxing Scepter. At that time, the Tianxing Scepter's body suddenly increased, and in a blink of an eye, Tian'er rose to a thousand feet in size, holding the thickness of the thickness.

Zhong Yuan's body shook, and his magical powers spread out, and he also turned into a hundred-foot giant man. His two big hands were as big as dustpans, and they stuck the Heavenly Swords, as if they were carrying a pillar supporting the sky, and they swung and smashed it against the thousand dragon swords.

"Bang, bang, bang,..."

The huge sound was like thunder rolling in the sky, bursting continuously, endlessly. Every sound represented the breaking of a dragon sword.

The broken sharp blades splashed in all directions. Wherever they passed, the trees were broken, the mountains were flattened, the void appeared, and the earth was broken into abyss.

Those monks who thought they had some skills, were about to come and hide in the dark, and wanted to pick up cheap people at critical moments, all of them changed their colors. Some of the unlucky ones hit them and died tragically at that time...!~!

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