Jinlingyue

Chapter 175, the catastrophe of Zhongsumen.

With the most primitive fighting methods, it is not allowed for both sides to play tricks and tricks.They can only rely entirely on their own strength, which is a way of fighting with each other's super true strength to collide and push each other.

It's a bit similar to Mongolian wrestling and Japanese sumo wrestling.

The most intuitive thing is that when the bulls fight, they will fight to the end, and whoever bows their heads will lose.

Of course, this method has long been outdated in the heavens, and it has been tens of thousands of years. It is no longer the mainstream of the duel between heaven and immortal.

It's just that in today's fairy world, there are really few people who can easily defeat the god cow with this kind of fighting power.

Just counting with your fingers and talking about three or five.The idol counts as one; the blue whale counts as one; the rhinoceros counts as one; the dragon counts as one.However, the divine rhinoceros and the divine ox are brothers, and the blue whale and the divine dragon are cousins ​​with them, so it is really not easy to rely solely on divine power to fight against our calf ox inside and outside the Three Realms. Only the courage can do it! ....

An Ye panted and struggled to support herself, so that she would not fall down for a while.

Little Qingniu is still exerting strength, surrounded by circles of green energy, his divine power seems to be endless, and it will never be exhausted.

"Admit defeat! I'll give up." Little Qingniu looked at An Ye's originally black face, which was swollen red, blue, purple, black, and red, like a rainbow, knowing that An Ye was about to run out of strength, so he smiled said to him.

"Until the end, it's not certain who wins and who loses! Xiao Niuniu, don't get complacent too early." An Ye said red-faced sophistry.

"I don't believe it, unless you cheat." Little Qingniu still said with a smile.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the little Qingniu kicked four times and flew with great force.As for An Ye's two calves, most of them had already been buried by the soil.

Desperate to return, strength does not allow myself to be a hero, I have to let go of this old face, 36 tricks are the best plan... Otherwise...the consequences will be very serious....

An Ye made up his mind, secretly changed his breath of immortal energy, used a golden cicada's method of escaping its shell, and sent the primordial spirit out of the body in a wisp of black smoke, and floated out.

Little Qingniu suddenly felt that he had lost resistance, and his center of gravity was unstable, as if he had hit a piece of black cloth, and because of the excessive force, he flew out all at once.

"Boom!" With a loud sound, Little Qingniu and An Ye disappeared instantly.

There was only a piece of black and undamaged fur left at the scene, which was actually just a long black dress of An Ye.

"You're deceitful! You're deceitful in the dark night of dog days." The little green bull bumped headlong into the dirt slope outside the Zhongsumen castle, leaving only two hooves struggling, kicking and dancing outside. Then, he cursed loudly.

The black smoke from the dark night gradually fell down and turned back into his real body.

He couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw that the little green bull had only a pair of green rear hoofs exposed outside the small dirt hill.

Heilong couldn't help laughing when he saw his honest and honest apprentice Niu.

Everyone laughed non-stop, clutching their stomachs one by one and rolling on the ground.

"You're deceitful! You have the nerve to laugh. It's fine if you can't escape the promised strength, but you should remind him! It's not moral at all." The emperor looked very unhappy at the laughing man Everyone, pointing at the dark night, complained loudly.

As she spoke, she ran over, grabbed the two hooves of the little green bull, and pulled them out desperately.

However, Tianzi, who was in a hurry, was exaggerated by this ancient fighting style of the great gods, and even forgot that he had super soul power and fairy energy, and he was only pulling the little girl with his own weak strength. The two calves of the green bull.

Tired of wheezing and wheezing for a long time, the little green cow didn't move at all.

This plunge was too deep, everyone was confused for a while, and no one reacted, we are gods, but in fact we are not awesome!
"If you don't run away, he will squeeze your soul to Brother An. This kid doesn't know how to control his brute force at all. Hey! Let me help you." An Ye said, and went up to call The emperor went to help.

He was the only one who didn't dare to roll with laughter, because the little green cow crashing into the mound was his masterpiece, so he couldn't be too arrogant.

What's more, he himself really lost to Xiaoqingniu, can a loser still defeat his enemy with a joke?Obviously not.

If that's the case, the loser is really hopeless.

"Eh! You all forgot your own soul power, immortal energy, and spiritual power? Did you look stupid in a simple battle of strength? Hahahaha." I couldn't help laughing out loud, and then remind them.

"Hey! Senior Brother Anye, I, Heishuihe Pixiu, I'm here to learn from you, Senior Brother." Pixiu jumped up eager to try, and with a wave of his hand, he dragged the little green cow and Ming Tianzi back.

Little Qingniu stood behind Shui Mo and Pixiu in disgrace, and giggled in embarrassment.

"The horse has stumbled! The horse has stumbled!" He said with a wry smile to Shui Mo and Pixiu.

"You're not a horse stumbled! You're a cow stumbled." Yu Yan clapped her hands and said with a smile.

"Shame, what kind of brute force do gods bet with others!" Ming Tianzi complained about the little green cow, while helping him pat the dust on his body.

"Brother Pixiu, both of us are born in the way of demons, so there is no need to compete! Your brother is going to become a great immortal. If you compete with me, a little demon, I am afraid that others will say that you are bullying the younger!" Dark Night looked Looking at Pixiu, he said very modestly.

"You still have self-knowledge. Paixiu, let Shui Mo accompany him to do two tricks." Yu Yan said to them with a wicked smile.

"Ink painting...? That one ink painting?" An Ye looked around very cautiously, and asked in bewilderment when he saw that there was no one he was looking for.

"Which ink painting? How many ink paintings do you have? It's him, a thief in Jinling City. Don't tell me you're afraid of him, you don't dare to fight anymore." Yu Yan pointed at ink and said to An Ye.

"He...he is ink? Isn't it!" An Ye said to Yu Yan in surprise.

"You don't know him, how do you know it can't be him?" Yu Yan foolishly challenged An Ye.

"Hey! It turns out that there are two ink inks, both of which have similar immortal energy and soul power....Which ink ink is the real ink ink?" An Ye said to himself.

"Brother, shall we still fight?" Shui Mo looked at An Ye and asked directly.

"Fight! Fight! What do you want to compete?" An Ye said to Shui Mo.

"Since it is a war, it should look like a war. There is no limit to the mana of the weapon, just greet the opponent. Brother, please!" Shui Mo walked out arrogantly, standing a few meters in front of the dark night, he smiled Laughing, speaking very sincerely.

"That's good! Men are men, let's have a real contest! I also want to see how good Brother Shui Mo's soul power and immortal energy technique is! Brother Shui Mo, please!" An Ye waved Putting on a flamboyant posture, he said boldly.

"The little brother will be offended." As Shui Mo said, faint clouds of swords roared towards the dark night like raindrops.

"It's too close! It's too close. There's no time to receive the attack." An Ye said, and immediately jumped into the air, lucky enough to avoid the raindrops of ink's dense sword energy, and he backhanded a wave of magic formed by black air currents. The sword, silently killed Shui Mo.

"Ink! Watch out for the black iron sword energy." Yuyan saw a black air flow descending from the sky, and shouted at Ink in shock.

Shui Mo ignored him, raised his body above his head, and a beam of blue transparent light shot out from his fairy eyes, piercing through the magic sword that An Ye killed. He got down, and once again narrowly escaped a catastrophe.

He didn't dare to stay, his hands flew up and down, and immediately shot wave after wave of things that seemed to be Pixiu's iron balls at the water ink.

"You can't pick them up hard, blow them all up in the air with foreign objects, you must shoot them down with non-contact objects." Pai Yao reminded Ink loudly.

Hearing Paixiu's reminder, Shui Mo secretly murmured that it was not good, and immediately retracted the cloud sword that had been half killed, using his mind to move his mind, and using his power of thought to transform thousands of pairs of skillful hands, from the ground to the sky, mountains, rivers, and rivers. On the ground, they grabbed a lot of sand, gravel, rubble, dead branches and leaves, and shot at the iron balls with all their strength.

Tie Wanzi seemed to have eyes, and turned around to pass the gravel and gravel shot by Shui Mo, and continued to rush towards Shui Mo at high speed.

The two children kept waving thousands of hands in the air, throwing objects in each other's hands like throwing stones.

Seeing which iron balls he couldn't hit, Shui Mo calmed down, condensed the remaining rubble, earth and stone into pieces, and then used his soul power to melt them into balls of fireballs, bringing the heat wave to the iron balls again shot out.

Seeing that the first wave of iron balls was about to hit Shui Mo's body, Shui Mo's first wave of fireballs shot out, and the two sides happened to meet in the air two meters away from Shui Mo's eyes.

The iron balls flying in the front did not have time to dodge the fireball, they exploded bang bang bang bang, turning into waves of black smoke and floating in the air.

A bloody smell rushed through the air, darkening a large space.

Shui Mo immediately retreated tens of battles cautiously, pinched a white cloud, stood firmly on the cloud, continued to point at things as fire, and shot at the black balls that were attacking him.

"Hey! This guy's iron balls are very different from Pixiu's. Pixiu's are black iron balls. This guy's is made of a black energy, and he also has a magical method, which seems to be poisonous." Shui Mo watched the black air fall in all directions. In the place where the land and stones were dyed into pitch black in an instant, he lost his voice to himself.

"Don't touch the dark night's black air balls, this guy's weapon is poisonous." Pai Yao yelled, and immediately floated up into the clouds.

The black dragon pulled Yu Yan and called the Son of Heaven, and they also flew out.

The little green cow and the Holy Spirit immediately followed and flew up into the clouds.

"Papa, papa...!" Countless dense and horrific explosions erupted in the air one after another, and the black air flow spread, instantly surrounding the Zhongsu Gate tightly.

"Master Zhongmen, quickly avoid it!..." the black dragon yelled loudly into the dark light.

"It's too late! Lao Zhong, you should obey me obediently! Hahahaha." An Ye laughed loudly in the pitch-black confusion.

The black balls disappeared under the bombardment of the ghostly ghost fire blessed by Ink and Mo's holy fire, although they completely disappeared, but they surrounded their real enemy in another original way.

It turns out that this guy's betting match is all fake, and his purpose is to destroy this Zhongsu gate!
Ink was like waking up from a dream, he opened the eyes of the gods and looked into the darkness.

I saw the group of faint green ghost spirits of the master of the Zhongsu Sect were tightly surrounded by the dark night divine light, as if he was already struggling and struggling.

Shui Mo looked at Heilong, saw that he was still smiling and pretending that nothing had happened, knowing that in the nether world, his mana was still lacking, so he shouted loudly to Heilong: "Master Heilong, Zhongsumen is trapped by the dark night. "

"It's okay! It's okay! Don't you still have the light of the blue seal? Why don't you take it out and try it in the Nether world at the boundary between man and god?" the black dragon said indifferently.

"Oh! Didn't you just say not to use soul power and immortal energy!" Shui Mo asked in bewilderment.

"I just said that because of the strong toxicity of the Dark Night Black Poison Pill. I was afraid that it would pollute your immortal energy. Now that the two old poisons have combined the Poison Immortal Method and the Poison Magic Gate. The sect master is about to die." Heilong said with a big laugh.

After hearing this, Shui Mo immediately fell from the clouds in the sky.

He stood firmly on the black and green stone floor tiles outside the Zhongsu Gate, with his fingers spread apart, his palms facing up, and he muttered something, and after a while, cold light blue beams of light shot into his palms It keeps coming together.

With a few subtle efforts, the palms of Shui Mo's hands were like two huge searchlights, shining brightly, and the beams of light from the two blue prints grew in Shui Mo's hands as if they had taken root and sprouted.

At this moment, the Zhongmen Master was caught by An Ye's trick, and was successfully attacked by his opponent. His green poisonous ghost energy was suppressed by the opponent's black devil energy. He breathed heavily, wanting to move back to this round.

However, the reality is very cruel. Before the green poisonous gas in his body could be released, the black poisonous poison he inhaled was tightly trapped in the internal organs of his body, unable to move.

The green oily light on the face of the door master is about to disappear gradually from bottom to top, and it looks like it has turned into pitch black.

"Why are you still hesitating, the light of the blue seal cuts through!" the black dragon shouted loudly at the ink.

"How to cut it! I haven't used this kind of light seal sword yet!" Ink Mo replied helplessly to the black dragon.

"Don't worry about other things, just greet these two poisonous things, wave the blue-sealed lightsaber in your hand, and dance casually, don't care about any moves." The black dragon was really anxious.

"Understood, Master Heilong." Shui Mo agreed, and with the blue-printed light sword in both palms, he swiped and slashed at the head of the middle sect and An Ye from left to right.

"Ah...!" A horrific scream sounded.

"Ah...!" Another horrific scream sounded.

Shui Mo was stunned for a while, and felt terrified when he heard it, and felt great compassion.

The light of the blue print unexpectedly disappeared into the two palms of Shui Mo, leaving behind a little bit of faint fluorescence like the small eyes of Lan Yinyin.

"Huh...!" Shui Mo sighed softly.

(End of this chapter)