The Evil God Emperor is In the City

Fan Jiuyou, the old **** who competed for the benefit of words, was not a rival, but when he really did something, he didn't take Ge Mu seriously.

This old **** has been practicing Taoism for more than 41 years. Due to the loss of his life, he has no pursuit in women's sex. He has been blessed by misfortune. He is more dedicated and firm in practice than ordinary monks, and his strength is even better than that of his peers. .

Ge Mu Nian was less than 20 years old, and he was just entering the realm of foundation building. In his eyes, he was just a young boy.

Dare to touch the cheese of Jiazi Spirit Gathering Array, it is to seek death!

His robe suddenly swelled, he pressed his backhand, and an overwhelming force swept towards Ge Mu.

Although the old **** said that he was neither yin nor yang, his palm was extremely strong. At a distance of more than 50 feet, cracks appeared on the rocks on the ground wherever the wind and thunder palm prints passed.

Just a moment.

This palm has already been pressed in front of Ge Mu.

The potential is like a broken bamboo, destroying the ancients.

"Boy, die—" Before Ge Mu scolded him just now, Fan Jiuyou was already furious, and he wanted to abolish Ge Mu's cultivation first.

Ge Mu resisted with a backhand, and with a click, he felt that all the bones in his body shook, and he was forced to retreat five or six steps.

Sure enough, it was a great consummation in the middle stage of foundation building!

"The old **** still has two brushes." Ge Mu crossed his hands, his face was vigilant, but his eyes were full of excitement.

Because regardless of Fang Ying, Han Xiao, and Bai Leng, who has the reputation of being the most talented in the South, Ge Mu didn't feel the slightest sense of oppression when confronting them, and it was not enough for him to do his best.

But Fan Jiuyou,

When enveloped by his palm, Ge Mu felt oppressed.

This kind of oppression caused the incomparably powerful soul hidden in his body from the previous life to have a slight touch, and it turned into hot blood that spread all over the body.

With Lin Jiuxiao, to look at the world.

It made Ge Mu feel a little bit about the bearing of the God King in the previous life, as if seeing the previous life.

Fan Jiuyou was stunned.

With his strength, he can completely crush the initial stage of foundation building. Even if he didn't use any spells with his palm just now, according to common sense, Ge Mu should be injured.

But that didn't happen.

Ge Mu's energy was not disturbed at all.

No wonder he dared to come to Fuyun Mountain, his strength is much stronger than the ordinary foundation-building early stage, which is not the same.

After a moment of stunned, Fan Jiuyou's expression returned to normal, and he squinted: "Boy, you are also a little capable, very good, very good, it's interesting to kill in this way, I really like to crush those self-righteous juniors."

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The spiritual energy injected into the Tai Chi Pond gradually turned into a white spiritual liquid, a shallow layer, but the powerful power contained in it caused arcs to burst out in the air.

The three of them glanced at Tai Chi Chi and quickly retracted their gazes.

Then—

Fan Jiuyou took one step forward, and the unyielding strength caused a deep ravine to crack from the rock under his feet, spreading to the direction where Ge Mu was standing.

"Gengwu Pavilion Xuanyin Lu" is a rare and fierce exercise in the evil way.

Extremely yin and yang, extremely domineering.

After stepping out, Fan Jiuyou's plain clothes swelled up, and a metallic sheen like bronze flowed from his palms. He made a slight mistake and drank a few words of Sanskrit with a solemn expression.

Immediately, a phantom of a huge **** wearing a crown on his head, wearing a pendant and holding a vajra appeared behind him.

Dragon Elephant Baozun!

The phantom of the idol suddenly waved the vajra.

A powerful spiritual force like the collapse of a mountain was pressing towards Ge Mu.

This is…

Bai Leng, who was watching the battle, narrowed his long and beautiful eyes.

The phantom of the idol should be Indra, the guardian deity of the Tianzhu religion, and the three characters of Indra are the king and the most victorious, and they suppress the people of the heavens with incomparable gods.

How could Fan Jiuyou condense this statue?

It seems that Ge Mu is more fortunate than fortune.

However, what Bai Leng didn't expect was that Ge Mu did not escape to fight back, and the excitement on his face became more intense.

There was a rumbling sound in the air.

in an instant,

The handprint of the sky and the dragon elephant collided with each other, emitting a blazing light like the rising sun.

"Light of Firefly, kneel down for me!" Fan Jiuyou shouted condescendingly. He didn't want to kill Ge Mu in one move, so he only used 60% of his skill.

For the old **** Fan Jiuyou, killing people was far less fun than torture.

actually,

For evil cultivators, this is probably the case.

They believe in power and like to play with the world with great power.

Fan Jiuyou, who thought that one move could defeat Ge Mu, laughed, her dry face wrinkled even more, "Boy, since you dare to touch my plaything (Fang Ying), you will have to pay for it today."

Not a word.

The phantom of Indra behind him shattered.

Such as the sword spirit is coming.

A bloodstain was drawn on his old face.

When the light settled, Ge Mu stood on the spot where the rock crumbled, as if nothing had happened, it was just that his sleeve was shattered by the backlash.

"Boy, you actually!?"

"A phantom of Indra will make me kneel. Your old eunuch's abacus is too light, don't talk about phantom, even if Indra's deity comes in person, what can I do?"

Ge Mu smiled fiercely, and the fighting intent became stronger.

Thinking that Indra was just a **** imagined by the ancient Tianzhu people, but in his previous life, he was the **** of war who really suppressed the thirty-three days...

In this world~www.readwn.com~ the divine power is absent, and the divine soul is not destroyed.

And every battle will ignite the fire of the soul that has been passed down for two generations.

So be fearless and go forward.

This finally made Fan Jiuyou pay more attention to Ge Mu, and he also figured out some things.

In terms of spiritual power, Ge Mu, who had just established the foundation, was far from being as good as Fan Jiuyou, who was in the middle of the foundation, but his spiritual power was extremely pure, so the techniques he used were also extremely sharp.

Fan Jiuyou finally took out the steel whip "Yin Prisoner" that he was famous for. The whip was just like its name, as if a complete ghost was imprisoned in it.

"Boy, it's really amazing that you have come this far, but that's the end of it!"

Ge Mu glanced at the "Yin Prisoner", the whole body was sloping, the color was black, but there were some light particles on the surface, which should be the peerless refining material Shen Xinggang.

Before entering Fuyun Mountain, Fang Ying also specially talked about the power of this treasure.

It is said to freeze spiritual power...

"Fan Jiuyou, you have already attacked my two spells just now, now it's my turn." Ge Mu pinched his finger at the center of Fan Jiuyou's eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth smiled slightly.

"Is it the handprint of the sky? That technique can't stop the prisoner of this seat."

"Who said I can only use one technique?"

Ge Mu sneered.

Then, the sword moved.

An astrological roulette appeared in the air, listing twenty-eight constellations and three hundred and sixty blue stars.

In the past, one type of Ferris mudra was enough to deal with all kinds of troubles, but this time it couldn't, so Ge ​​Mu used the second type of magic.

Zhou Tianyi Jian!

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