Repugnant Gateway

The sound wave shrouded from the half of the mountain peak was like a clock clasped backwards, where there was no grass. An Zheng suddenly realized at this moment that they could not destroy the enchantment because the seal here shackled their cultivation ability, but the beast grew up in this seal, so the influence of the enchantment on it Almost trivial. The Mongolian Tiger Emperor who trapped the beast here was afraid that such an accident would occur.

"Xuanwu?"

Xu Shiyi's face changed when she saw the whole picture of the monster.

Qinglong white tiger Suzaku Xuanwu, the legendary supreme beast. Like monsters in the world, monsters in the world are divided into five grades of emerald, white, red, gold and purple by human practitioners. Dragon clan like Xiaolong is a beast beyond the level of species.

Among the beasts, there are four peaks, Xuanwu is one of them.

It is said that Xuanwu was born in the East China Sea and has the power to destroy the world. Speaking of which, Xiaolong's level is worse than Xuanwu. However, the small dragon is the general existence of the heir among the dragons, and it is also the best among the dragons, so the low is not much lower. The supreme green dragon among the dragons is the head of the four great beasts. However, even the dragon family is not sure whether Qinglong really exists or is a legend.

I thought that the strength of Xuanwu in the water would be maximized. I did not expect that Xuanwu seemed to raise a level after coming out of the groundwater. It used to be impossible to beat, but now it seems to be impossible.

Unusual sound waves, just because the strength is too strong, has become the most overbearing exercise.

"go!"

An Zheng decided to recognize the counsel at the first time, and the strength of this thing was more than one level higher than the sum of them.

When Xuanwu saw Anzhen they were going, he lifted a paw in the sky and pressed down. A phantom came down from the mountain in the middle of the sky, and some of them were in a state of distress before hiding. This very short piece of jungle was directly shot into powder.

"Can't go, it's too big."

"We are flying for half a day, not enough for him to lift his paw."

If you shoot straight toward the exit, you won't be able to fly far and you will be photographed by a paw. Even if the paws can't be photographed, the sonic bombs from the blast will break the beaten pieces.

"Find a place to hide."

An Zheng held the dragon and swooped down, saw a cave over there and greeted everyone. They had just moved away, and a sonic bomb with a diameter of five meters had arrived. Sonic bombs are indeed not very rare. Practitioners who practice sonic waves can come up with them, but it is difficult to get such a large one.

boom!

The sonic bomb exploded a basin on the ground.

Even though this mystery is so great, it is not enough for it to be so tossing.

The monkey's back was only swept by the aftermath of the sonic bomb, and it felt hot and painful, and it didn't take care of it after rushing out. Du Shoushou glanced behind him and couldn't help shouting, "Brother Monkey, you have a hole in your wool coat."

"roll……"

This is a scene that cannot be resisted. Even if it is as powerful as Xu Shiyi, it can only take everyone to escape by the technique of superb space. That thing was too strong, the defense was invincible at the time, and he wanted to find the flaws of Xuanwu almost impossible.

When everyone was in a state of embarrassment, the sky suddenly fluctuated violently, as if a stone had been thrown on the calm water. The air was rippling like a wave of water, and then two beaters protruded from the center of the ripple. Those two hands made a point to both sides, and they ripped open the sky. A purple light rushed in from the mouth, blooming like a huge lotus in mid-air.

Immortal Emperor Qinglian emerged from mid-air and stood on a lotus platform without looking at Anzheng. They stared straight at the huge beast Xuanwu.

"After looking for you for years, you finally showed up."

Xuanwu roared when he saw Qinglian, obviously there was something like hatred. It has a mouth and a larger sound wave blasted towards Qinglian. Qinglian snorted and raised her left hand, her **** and index finger together like a sword. With a pop, a sharp sword appeared on the tip of two fingers. The sword was like Changhong with a sheath, pierced the sound wave in the air, and then went straight to Xuanwu.

Xuanwu is too big, so the movement is slightly slower. It knew it couldn't avoid this thunderous sword, so it just turned around and let the carapace greet the sword. The sword was stabbed on the tortoise shell, and the sky seemed to be torn. The huge body drifted back with the impact of sword gas, and after hitting this sword, the place where it was stabbed turned on a purple light. The purple light was a point at first, and then a line moved quickly. From the body of the giant tortoise, following the body of the python to the head, the python opened his mouth, and a sword squirted out to Qinglian.

That was Qinglian's sword intention, but it was originally returned to Qinglian after being absorbed by it.

Qinglian's **** waved at will, and another sword came out, swinging the sword towards him.

"Kill you, take your crystal nucleus, I am not afraid of violet."

Qinglian's **** stretched forward, hundreds of sword intentions appeared around his body, floating there, the sword was so cold that the temperature of the entire secret realm became unbearable. I thought the distance between Immortal Venerable Peak Realm and Immortal Emperor was not far away, but the moment when the immortal emperor level shot, they understood how big the gap was. When Qinglian Jianqi shot, each of them felt that his skin was split inch by inch.

The cold is almost irresistible. The cold of sword gas is more terrifying than the cold of the weather.

"too strong."

Du Shoushou raised his head and looked at the sky, and his frozen shoulders were shaking.

"That's the strength of the emperor."

Xu Shiyi sighed: "Moreover, since Tianyuan weakened, the current practice of the emperor-level is still much worse than that of the pre-Qin period. If the emperor-level is also divided into levels, the level of the emperor Qinglian It is only a low-level primary, and the pre-Qin period emperor-level strongmen are all above him. As the master of this secret realm, the tiger emperor, the most unfavorable is the strength of the emperor-level intermediate. "

"I don't pay attention, just give me the emperor level."

Du Shou thin sighed.

The monkey looked lonely: "Once, I was not afraid of him."

At the peak of the monkey, it seemed to be no weaker than Qinglian. But now, although the strength of the monkey has returned to the peak of the fairy realm, but Qinglian is still far worse than that. No wonder the monkey is lonely.

Qinglian and Xuanwu are two strong men who come and go in the middle of the air. That kind of scene just makes people excited. Chen Shaobai stabbed Anzheng: "Have you seen this scene? It's a rare sight. Can you understand what they got from their shot?"

An Zheng answered seriously: "I used to be so good."

Chen Shaobai: "It's true not to hide, I think so too. I used to be so good."

Qinglian's sword qi opened and closed, and every time he shot the sky dome, it shuddered. Relatively speaking, Xuanwu's movements are slower, but it seems to have a deeper background and some invincible defensive carapace. The carapace is even more powerful in that it can absorb damage and transform it into its own attack, and then return back through the python.

"Fairies fight."

It's not that the monk hid behind a stone and looked up, as if the stone could protect him.

"Monk, what do you feel?"

Chen Shaobai asked.

It ’s not that the monk put his hands together in earnest and said: “Look at you worldly people, you will inevitably be assassinated and killed. Like my Buddhist sect practitioners, I would n’t do this for my own selfish desires. Even when I reach the level of immortal emperor, Can't avoid the vulgar. Look at your immortal emperor who symbolizes the highest strength in the Central Plains, and you can't help but shoot for a demon, really disregarding your identity. Our Buddhism is different.

Just after he finished speaking, a golden hole suddenly appeared in the distant sky. The hole was opened high in the sky, and thousands of golden lights blasted out like a sword. After the golden lights came out of the cave, they spurred toward the basalt, dense and shocking.

Thousands of golden swords haven't finished yet, a golden light flashes inside, and golden lotus flowers open one by one. It was a big ridiculous lotus stand. On the throne of the lotus stand, a grand monk who looked majestic and looked like sitting on his knees sat on his knees. He was a little richer, his eyes were kind, and his hairstyle was unique. He sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, pinching the Fayin in one hand and the toes in one hand ... no, it was on the sole of the foot.

"Who is that?"

Du Shoushou doesn't look like a monk: "It seems that it belongs to your family."

It wasn't that the monk froze for a moment, looked down at his hand like a little kid who had just been bragging through.

"Buddha ..."

"Who?"

"Buddha ..."

Du Skinny asked again: "Who?"

"Buddha!"

The monk raised his head and glared at Du Skinny: "Is it interesting?"

Du Shou smiled: "Funny things are said three times."

When the Buddha shot, a black defense layer appeared on Xuanwu's body. Thousands of golden lights pierced the defensive layer, and there was a thunder in the sky like a blast. That kind of sound didn't sound unbearable, but when I got into my ears, my brain was buzzing.

"What are you doing."

Qinglian looked at the Buddha.

The Buddha sitting cross-legged on the lotus table smiled slightly and looked particularly kind.

"Xuanwu was born, I have to check it out."

"This is a mythical creature in the Central Plains. It's not your turn."

"I am also from the Central Plains."

The Buddha said seriously, "Your Central Plains practitioners are not always saying that Buddhism practice originates from Daozong. Yes, at this moment, we are all Central Plains people."

Du Shoushou patted subconsciously not on the shoulder of the monk: "That, this Buddha I saw, I am afraid it is a fake?"

Not the monk covering his face: "Really, like fake replacement."

"How could the Buddha do this? It sounds weird."

"Otherwise, do you think he chose me to be the heir?

Ann sighed: "If you don't say it, I really think it's a joke ..."

Du Shoushou: "Judging from your character's speaking with the Buddha just now, I think you are not his disciple, like a son ..."