Chapter 78

All the actions and actions of the human friars who enter the Taoist realm can arouse the resonance of heaven and earth. This old man, who is targeted by the saint son of the real dragon hall, stands in jiuzhong of the Taoist realm. On the one hand, he calls on the friars present to suppress the heavenly arrogance of the saint son of the real dragon hall and Jiuyou Saint son, and on the other hand, he uses his great magic power to meet the attack of the saint son of the real dragon hall.

Not counting the monks who had fled to the emperor's palace, the remaining thousands of monks were the top monks who were wandering in the Hualong realm and entering the Taoist realm. After hearing the old man's cry, they immediately drew close to each other as if facing the enemy.

By this time, everyone is aware of the seriousness of the matter.

The son of Jiuyou, the little Lord of sword hall, the saint of Baihua palace, dongfangbai, who came down from the stone steps of the altar, was possessed by evil and wanted to be killed.

In the aspect of cultivation, the heavenly pride of several great kings dominates the whole court, and they all shoulder unparalleled combat power and extraordinary inheritance. There are only a few people who can compete with them on the scene. This is also the heavenly pride of several great kings, without exposing the bottom card.

The old man's proposal is the best. No matter what, he first joined hands to suppress Tianjiao, a few kings. If the sand was scattered and the dying could not be saved, it would surely be broken down by pulling out seedlings and weeding.

In the past, the son of Zhenlong temple, the young master of sword hall, was not a hand, and then he crushed the harvest and took the lives of hundreds of monks?

……

Dong Dong!

The air waves are surging into the sky, and the sound of dragons is shaking.

The majestic posture and the immortal golden light of the Holy Son of the real dragon hall trigger the Dragon vision in one move. It's really like the reincarnation of a real dragon. It's overwhelming.

In the realm of cultivation, he is actually lower than the old man who has entered the Ninth level of Tao realm. But in terms of combat power and momentum, he has the upper hand in a moment. The old man who has been suppressed is losing and can't catch him.

Roar, roar, roar

The wind is raging and the rainbow is stepping on.

The Holy Son of the real dragon hall bravely bullied the old man and rolled his hands down like a millstone. The shadow of the real dragon covered the sky and sealed the heaven and the Jedi.

The old man couldn't avoid it. He gave a hard slap, and the result was that he vomited blood in his mouth for a moment.

"... help me!"

The old man, who knows that he can't fight with the son of the real dragon Hall any more, drinks loudly.

In response, several figures swept out, trying to get to the old man's side.

However.

A piece of glittering and translucent buds, streamer overflow color, road pattern dense from the sky.

It looks like carved jade. The beautiful flower buds are as thin as cicadas' wings. They fall on the bodies of several monks who enter the Taoist realm. It's like an invincible Heavenly Sword. It goes with the flow and cuts open the magic barrier outside of them.

Without waiting for these monks to step back in fear, hundreds of crystal petals will turn into a brilliant light.

Poof!

Poof!

In the howl, the bodies of the monks who entered the Taoist realm let the glittering petals glow with God's glow through.

Hand, resolutely is that pure and pure, beautiful hundred flowers palace saint.

This woman is very weak and beautiful, but she is just like a rose in full bloom. She is very strong and can't be underestimated!

She is smoking step by step. Outside her graceful body, she is dancing with hazy holy light and boundless flower buds. Standing in it, she is like a fairy driving to the world of mortals.

When she raised her slender jade hand, the fragrance of flowers in the sky was in ten directions.

"No! This is the secret of the palace of flowers - the rain of flowers. Those who smell the fragrance of flowers are weak in limbs, withered in Qi and blood. If they are severe, they can paralyze people's soul and spirit. "

"Damn it, there's no injustice or revenge. How can they target me like this? Even if there is an eternal holy land and an ancient great religion behind them, they can't be so unscrupulous and reckless

……

In the hall covered with the fragrance of flowers, thousands of friars were uneasy and generous.

"Old man, no one can save you!"

"I'm so angry, you can take it well!"

Look at the Holy Son of the real dragon hall. He is brave and vigorous. He is like a wild dragon and a giant beast. He is beating down the old man entering the Taoist realm.

The old man, who had broken his head and blood and broken his bones and tendons, wanted to cry without tears and looked angry.

Angry?

He is very angry! It's not the son of the real dragon Hall who is in danger now, it's him!

……

"Dongfang family is one of the ancient families in Zhongzhou. As a Taoist of the Oriental family, I would not have slaughtered so much if I didn't have to. I hope you don't resent me when you get to the netherworld. "

A white robe does not stain the dust of Oriental white, people as the name, white as jade, elegant.

His body shows the brilliance of thousands of ways, and the sound of clanging comes from his body.

Compared with the Holy Son of the real dragon hall, Dongfang Bai is better than any other. He has the bone of the first heaven, and his mana is surging. When his cultivation revives, the bone of the first heaven buried in his body is half hidden and half present, which is mysterious.

The congenital symbol flowing on the bone of Tao contains the true meaning of Tao which cannot be described by words. Next is the nine you son. A pair of eyes, like a dark abyss, breathtaking Jiuyou Shengzi, spray out a kind of strange pupil force that the naked eye can't capture. Jiuyou magic pupil! The inheritance of the nine secluded Holy Land! Let this pair of eyes lock friars, dragon realm or into the Tao realm, soul out of control of the body. The Yin wind is like a knife, which sweeps past. All the souls who have been separated from the body are destroyed and fragmented At the top of the altar, the body of liuziyu is all over the sky, and three thousand willow branches are bathed in the endless dark and yellow mother Qi. He looked down at the river of blood in front of the altar. A heart, no waves, no waves, no joy, no sorrow. This is the law of survival of the fittest. Liu Ziyu understood this truth from the day of crossing. Even if it is a three-year-old child, as long as it poses a threat to Liu Ziyu, Liu Ziyu will spare no effort to suppress him. What Liu Ziyu did was to let himself live and protect his own interests. Saints' mercy? That's a joke! Liu Ziyu would rather be a devil than be compassionate and cut the flesh to feed the eagle Time goes by little by little. In front of the altar, it's full of blood. More and more people fell on the ground, more and more blood gathered together. Kill the red eye of the real Dragon Temple son, dragon rushed into the roar of sheep. No matter how holy and bright the real dragon vision is, it can't cover up his bloody breath. Outside the immortal body, misty rain, surrounded by Qihua yaocao, the goddess of Baihua palace, under the soul stirring beautiful appearance, is also stained with the death blood of thousands of lives“ The sword is full of vigor Long drink Su Sha, that sword Hall Young Lord sacrifice a hundred Zhang long sword Qi, sweep down, a flesh and blood body smash among them