First Class Taoist Gate

"Jiuzhou Ding is a master, my Nalan family will never intervene!" Nalanjing is worthy of being Nalanjing. Seeing Zhang Bairen was hit hard by someone, she immediately noticed something wrong and decisively gave up the fight for Jiuzhou Ding.

Birds flew in the jungle in the distance. Obviously masters from all walks of life in the Middle-earth are coming. Tuobayu is a strong Turkic player. If he is blocked by the masters in the Middle-earth, he can't leave safely.

All thoughts turned in an instant, I saw Tuoba foolishly abandoned Nalanjing and headed towards the Kyushu Ding Benz on the altar.

Neither Nalanjing nor Zhang Bairen is as good as Jiuzhou Ding.

"How come this bastard's strength has soared so much, my Aoki Immortal Real Body was actually defeated in an instant!" Zhang Bairen stood in his body, surrounded by blue light, as if time was going backwards, his broken arm actually began to reorganize again, and everyone in the field could be seen. Dumbfounded, even Tuobayu, who was hunting for treasures, looked at him frequently.

"Isn't this a mage? How can there be the power to see the gods!" A guard in the distance was pale.

"Golden body! Tuobayu got the golden body of the Khan!" Nalan Jing said: "The Khan of Qimin can suppress the Turkic tribe and make the most powerful Turkic masters surrender. It is this golden body that I never wanted to kill. You actually gave all the golden body!"

"Golden body? What is that?" Zhang Bairen was stunned and had never heard of this thing.

Not waiting for Nalanjing to explain, only a scream was heard, Tuobayu fell on the altar and was about to take the Jiuzhou Ding away, but suddenly I saw a green light like a swimming flame, falling on Tuobayu’s Body.

"Bastard! Dare to calculate me!" Tuobayu roared, his whole body trembling in the void, rolling up layers of sonic boom, and actually dispersing the green light, and then fell hurriedly under the altar.

At this time, Tuobayu seemed to be a teenager, with wrinkled skin all over his body, looking extremely vicissitudes, only the golden light on his body remained.

"It can actually take away the life of the old man, what is this?" Tuobayu turned and looked at Nalanjing and Zhang Bairen.

Nalan Jing shook her head, Tuobayu stepped across the void and punched Zhang Bairen: "You can't collect the treasure, the old man will take your life for the time being; the previous punch failed to kill you, really some way! "

"Old Piff, I'm deceiving too much! Really treat me as a soft persimmon!" Zhang Bairen's eyes turned murderous, his sword intent rose to the sky, the sword box behind him was ready to go, and a murderous intent rose to the sky.

"Hahaha, Jiuzhou Ding is here, this old man of Jiuzhou Ding is here." Just when Zhang Bairen and Tuobayu were about to get together, I suddenly heard a burst of laughter. It was strange to say that this person clearly broke through. Sonic boom, but the sound arrived in the field earlier than the sonic boom, which was strange at the end.

The visitor is a bald monk, yes indeed a monk! If you put a ring scar on your head, it will look more like it.

"Fake monk!" Nalanjing's expression changed.

"Oh, it's very lively!" The fake monk looked away from the Kyushu Ding and followed Nalanjing's voice.

A fake monk is a fake monk. Not only is he really a fake monk, but his name is also a fake monk.

The Buddhism was shattered, and the fake monk got the real body of Dalun Temple, and even cultivated the legendary dragon-like Prajnagong. He was one of the best in the Sui Dynasty. Although he did not prove that he was not bad, but But with the power of the ten multipliers, it means seeing that the gods are not bad and the strong is far less powerful than the strength. What's more, this person has also cultivated the real body of his transformation, and he can get it in the world.

"Oh, someone knows the old man, you girl is a little bit interesting" The fake monk looked at Nalanjing, then at Zhang Bairen, his eyes circled around him, and finally fell on Tuobayu.

"Golden body! Qimin Khan really lost his blood, and the golden body was sent out. I don't know what happened." The fake monk cast his gaze on Tuobayu.

"Hmph, what's up to you; if the old man used to be afraid of you by three points, now that you have a golden body, you may not be able to do anything to me even if you have practiced the dragon elephant Prajna skills." Tuobayu's expression was cold.

"Golden body!" The fake monk murmured, and then looked at Wang Ding Yu: "The treasure is here. Since you won't make a move, this treasure belongs to this seat."

The fake monk stood up while talking, landed on the altar, and looked at the green-light-shrouded cauldron, suddenly stretched out his palm, and then dragged Wang Yuding.

"Wow!"

The green light seemed to be like a snake, and instantly entangled the fake monk.

"What's the thing? The real body!" The fake monk seemed to perceive the badness, but saw the light of the Buddha around him, a roulette appeared, and the flame of the whole body was wrapped in a mysterious force, and it instantly fell on a guard of Nalan's house. Body.

"what!"

Only a scream was heard, and the three or five breaths of the Nalan's guards had turned into dry bones, and then the dry ashes flew away and turned into phosphorous fire and disappeared into the air.

The fake monk jumped from the altar with a pale face and yelled: "What kind of ghost steals people's vitality. Fortunately, Lao Tzu's wit is only hurting his vitality, otherwise he has to lose his life."

The green firelight wandered back into the cauldron again, and the fake monk looked at the pale Tuobayu, and suddenly understood.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw a wave of breaking through the air, and a martial artist broke through the sonic boom from a distance and broke in.

After seeing everyone in the field, the warriors were taken aback, and someone exclaimed: "Fake monk!"

"Trouble!"

Seeing the fake monk and Tuobayu battling each other in the field, the martial artists of all walks of life who came and went were all dignified, and the name of the fake monk was not a boast.

"I'm not interested in Grandpa Yu Wangding, you guys have to move away." Looking at the figure lurking in the jungle in the distance, the fake monk's eyes flickered away.

Tuobayu looked at Zhang Bairen with a murderous face. Without saying anything, he broke through the sonic boom with a punch, and called Zhang Bairen: "I don't want this old man Yu Wangding, you can take it away by yourself. I only want this little thief's life. "

Zhang Bairen's whole body was dark green, and the Qingmu immortal body was running to the extreme. Seeing Tuobayu who was hit by a punch, Zhang Bairen kept retreating, relied on shrinking to avoid the attack of Tuobayu.

After all, it is not true that seeing God is not bad, even if Tuobayu has the power to see God is not bad, but he does not have the disposition of seeing God is not bad, it is difficult to touch the void and completely seal Zhang Bairen to death.

But even so, Zhang Bairen didn't dare to ignore his edge and could only dodge constantly.

Nalanjing watched from a distance, with a touch of anxiety in her eyes. Zhang Bairen was retreating steadily at the moment. Nalanjing wanted to help, but at this time Tuobayu might not be at a disadvantage in the face of seeing God not bad, Nalan family The crowd is not enough to stuff each other's teeth.

"Bang!" One of Zhang Bairen's arm turned into powder when he was not careful. Zhang Bairen instantly resorted to the death-replacement technique~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then appeared in the distance, and the true body of Aoki Immortal continued to absorb it. The life force between heaven and earth, arms quickly reorganized and repaired.

"Boy, where to escape!" Tuobayu shot, seeing Zhang Bairen about to turn into powder with his own punch, and a look of hideousness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"boom!"

The air shook, but Zhang Bairen's trail was missing, and a piece of hair turned into dust under the fist wind.

Various warriors in the distance retracted their eyes and looked at the Kyushu Cauldron above. The warriors fought in a group and flew towards the Kyushu Cauldron above the altar.

In the chaos of war, I don't know who touched the Jiuzhou Ding, I saw the overwhelming flame pouring down, and there was a scream, and everyone who heard it was terrified.

In the next moment, everyone was wiped out in ashes, and everyone who was hiding in the forest changed their faces.

"What is this stuff?"

A warrior immediately retreated, looking at the green light from a distance, revealing a lingering fear in his heart.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. Although they don't know the green light heels, they also know that this thing is not contaminated.

On one side, Zhang Bairen and Tuobayu were also in stagnation at this time. Tuobayu broke Zhang Bairen’s arms and thighs again and again, but at critical moments Zhang Bairen used the technique of replacing death to avoid the deadly lore. Everyone looked at him frequently.

"This kid's cultivation technique is so strange that he can be reborn from flesh and blood. If I can obtain this cultivation technique, wouldn't it be flawless in the future?" The fake monk looked at Zhang Bairen, who was constantly reborn from flesh and blood, with a touch of heart in his eyes.

Not only the fake monk, the warriors who were watching the battle were also shocked by Zhang Bairen's profound arts at this time, and their eyes were full of horror.

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