my fox wife

Chapter 566
"Amitabha."

Wuhai clasped his hands together, squeezed Jizo Chiba's hand and threw it at the Taoist priest under the stage, and grabbed the Taoist priest with dense golden palms, and grabbed the Taoist priest in the golden palm, controlled by Wuhai, circling in the air, shaking He was half dead, and then he was thrown into the crowd of immortal cultivators, and fell to the ground.

"Amitabha."

Just when the crowd of cultivators on the left was in disarray, Po Xie stood up.

"Although the poor monk doesn't quite agree with Wu Hai's approach, the poor monk still wants to say something, okay."

Because the noise on the left was too loud, it woke up the sleeping Mo Tong. As soon as the girl woke up, she wiped her eyes and looked around vaguely, then asked.

"Can I go home spicy?"

"No, you slept with you." Lan Zixun hugged Mo Tong into his arms, and rubbed his nipples against Mo Tong's face.

"Yeah." Mo Tong shook his head, making a sound that he couldn't breathe, Lan Zixun found her struggling before letting go, Mo Tong raised his head and said, "Sister-in-law, you are pushing too hard, I can't even breathe."

"Hey, you go to bed, sister-in-law will call you when you're done." Lan Zixun stroked Mo Tong's head.

"Oh."

Mo Tong continued to sleep.

But can't sleep, it's too noisy.

The quarrel stopped after a while, and an ordinary Taoist priest volleyed onto the stage.

"I will show you next."

Hearing the word Zhan Zhao, Li Dianfeng's attention came to him. He had been looking at Mo Tong all the time, but in a blink of an eye, he turned his head to look at the ring. The reason why he looked at it was because Bao Qingtian came to hook Lan Zixun in the Western Region Hotel. Soul, because he was angry for a while, grabbed his neck and lifted him up. At that time, a ghost king appeared to attack him. The ghost king called Bao Qingtian Brother Bao, so he guessed that the ghost king was Zhan Zhao who was beside Bao Qingtian in Song Dynasty. Come to help the immortal world.

"Taught."

Wuhai clapped his hands and rushed up.

The Taoist drew out a cold light sword and faced Wuhai.

With the Buddhist beads in Wu Hai's left hand, he slashed at each other with the cold light sword in Zhan Zhao's hand, the clanging sound continued, and sparks flickered in the air.

At the same time, the light body volley technique of the two kept shivering, and the speed was full of phantoms.

Li Dianfeng, who was in the audience, checked with the magic pupil, and found that the ghost aura on Zhan Zhao's body was not suppressed by Wu Hai's cultivation, but it was more or less affected. After all, Zhan Zhao is the king of ghosts. In front of Wuhai, his cultivation base can only reach 10.

As for the ghost king just now, his strength was only 5.

Even though Zhan Zhao's cultivation couldn't bear much influence, he was finally overwhelmed by Wu Hai's Ji Zang Wuzhishan move. His right palm was enlarged a hundred times and turned into a golden palm. He pressed Zhan Zhao to the ground and yelled loudly. Finally, he gave in. .

"Acceptance." Wu Hai clenched his fists at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao cupped his fists and bowed, turned and left expressionlessly.

After winning two rounds in a row, Buddhism's complexion improved, but the gap was still far away. Once it hits no one in Buddhism, it would automatically admit defeat.

In fact, it was the Ten Great Yamas that Buddhism feared the most. Of course, Bao Qingtian didn't come, he had no cultivation level, and King Qin Guang didn't come, he was arrested by Zhong Sheng.

So here are the Eight Yamas and their subordinates, the ghost king and the soul king and so on.

"This seat is here to meet you."

Zhan Zhao stepped down, and a Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe and a red scarf wrapped his face came up to the stage.

"Who is coming?"

"This seat is Xiao Fengzi."

The black-robed Taoist bowed his head and answered with a blank expression.

"This man's aura is so strong." Li Dianfeng frowned, opened the magic pupil to look, and was shocked immediately, Nima, the cultivation base of Ziqi is at the peak, and there is even a faint golden aura in the aura, he didn't know this golden aura What's going on, after analysis, I found out that the other party actually has a Yang God.

"The one from the Taoist temple?" Wuhai asked.

"This seat is Taoist You Fang, Xianyun Yehe, 40 years old this year, and does not have a stable Taoist temple," the black-robed Taoist's tone was a bit smug.

"This person looks a bit evil, and he has a great aura," said Broken Shoes.

"Of course he's older. He has Yang God in his body, so he can be said to be the strongest person here." Li Dianfeng was a little worried.

It seems that the Eight Great Yamas are not their final opponents, but this person.

Yangshen plus Ziqi peak master.

"What? Yangshen master?" The mouth of the broken shoe formed an O, "Then how do you fight?"

Yangshen's cultivation is the highest level of Ziqi peak cultivation. Yangshen used to be Jinqi cultivation level. This person is only one step away from Jinqi cultivation level. He is a real Ziqi peak master. Unexpectedly, he is only 40 years old.

"Genius, genius." Broken Shoes couldn't help sighing, "So young."

"Don't panic, let's see what his Yang God is. If it's a dragon, it's really hopeless." Li Dianfeng said.

Yangshen is a dragon, there are almost none, and it is rare to have one in thousands of years.

This man's yang god is already a peerless genius if he can be a tiger.

Men's yang gods are in the shape of animals, and women's yang gods are in the form of plants. It is said that women whose yang gods are flowers are more powerful.

If the yang god of any woman is a red rose, then this woman is a peerless master.

"Don't be ridiculous, Yang Shen is a dragon, so he will still be here." Broken Shoes didn't believe it.

"Please." Wu Hai stretched out his hand sideways.

Xiao Fengzi, the Taoist man in black robe, untied the shawl that was draped over his body, threw his hands into the air, rushed forward with a whoosh, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, the whole person disappeared.

In the next second, with a sound of shuddering, a slanting white light appeared above Wuhai's head, and then Wuhai found that the surrounding atmosphere became tense, and he couldn't breathe, just when he was puzzled.

Dense shadows surrounded him, up, down, front, back, left, right, and bang, the figure of Xiao Fengzi flashed around Wu Hai at an instant speed, punched and kicked Wu Hai, and knocked Wu Hai off the stage in three seconds.

"What kind of Taoism is this?"

Wu Hai, who was lying under the ring, turned around, lay on the ground and looked at Xiao Fengzi on the stage.

"This is Yu Qi Breaking the Sky." Standing on the ring, Xiao Fengzi replied proudly.

Wu Hai didn't speak, his face had already been beaten into a panda, don't look at it for only three seconds, he was hit at least a hundred times by Xiao Fengzi's flash.

"It seems that he can't use Yangshen to deal with these people." Li Dianfeng replied, "I think I should go up."

"Have you dealt with it?" Buddha Mother asked.

"It may be difficult to deal with with your cultivation base, but I will be careful." Li Dianfeng replied.

"Really Li, let's take a look. He is too powerful to control Qi and break through the air. He can't see anyone when he rushes up, and then he is beaten. This method is too domineering." Broken Shoes replied.

While they were talking, Wuli went up again, but was defeated by Xiao Fengzi's Yu Qi Summoning Thunder Jue, lying under the ring, electric like coal.

"This seat advises you to join the three together. If you have this seat again, the world of cultivating immortals will never lose. The position of the leader must belong to this seat." Xiao Fengzi stood on the ring with his hips in the sea.

"Fuck, Li Zhenren, come on, beat him to be paralyzed"

(End of this chapter)