This is not the female devil in the impression

Chapter 688 Two fists are invincible to four hands
When the Xuanzhou Xian Dynasty, the [-]-mile mountain, the Xueyumen and the four masters of Zen passed through the gate of mystery together, Liang Yi and others followed Chen Hua, with solemn expressions, and the spiritual power in their bodies was ready to be released.

Zhou Tianzong, Fangzhi and Wanwan of Senluo Wanxiangzong looked at Chen Hua in front of them, took a deep breath, and then followed closely behind, passing through the gate of mystery under the protection of Xijian Tianchi and Zixiaozong.

Evil, chaotic, fighting, bloody!
Liang Yi had just stepped out of the door of mystery, and his expression was in a daze for a moment.

The eyes were filled with blood, the flames of war were raging, the fighting continued, the choking smell of blood was strong in the nostrils, and deafening roars came from around!

In the sky and on the ground, looking around, everyone looks like a madman, fighting for their lives with the monks of the abyss!

Countless monks fell, but more monks stepped on the corpses of their companions to kill the monks in the abyss!
The aura flashed, the magic weapon was vertical and horizontal, the sword energy was raging, the formation covered the sky, and the Taoism was gorgeous!

Everyone is doing everything they have learned and everything they have, just to survive, just to be able to win this war!

Liang Yi swept his gaze, and noticed that the players who were like a sea before, now [-]% of them were killed in less than half a stick of incense time from Xuan Zhou Xianchao and others!
However, the loss of the four super powers as the striker is not too great. Liang Yi boldly speculates that the damage should be borne by the players.

The army of the Xuan Zhou Xian Dynasty was strictly disciplined, advanced and retreated with certainty, and was well versed in the art of war, dragging down the main force of the Abyss army on the battlefield.Xuanzhou has countless generals, and he is used to this kind of scene, but his face is excited because of the outbreak of war!
Zhou Wudao and Zhou Zuixi entangled two ninth-level peak abyss overhauls. Zhou Wudao painted mountains and rivers. Although the painting was ugly, Liang Yi found that Zhou Wudao could accurately grasp the charm of Xuan Zhou's great rivers and mountains.

Countless human cities, eight sacred mountains, four sacred rivers, endless forests and the vast territory of Xuan Zhou!

The domain of Zhou Wudao, a map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!

With one stroke, Zhou Wudao blessed himself and Xuanzhou's soldiers with the power of Xuan Zhou's mountains and rivers, and at the same time suppressed the monks of the abyss with the power of mountains and rivers, making it difficult for them to move in their own domain.

After stacking the BUFF, Zhou Wudao laughed loudly, and aimed at Abyss Daxiu, who was at the peak of the ninth realm in front of him. He bravely stepped forward without the slightest fear, gathered his boundless mighty power with one punch, and directly smashed the opponent into the ground, forming a deep pit.

The sea of ​​blood at the Xueyu Gate surged and submerged thousands of miles. All the abyss monks who entered the sea of ​​blood inevitably felt the loss of life.And the passing vitality was transformed into the power of the blood sea in a blink of an eye, expanding the area of ​​the blood sea again, so as to swallow more abyss monks.

The Xuanji cultivators who were covered by the sea of ​​blood only felt that their vitality was boundless. No matter what kind of injury they had, there was a sea of ​​blood to cover them, and they healed while being injured.This is the ultimate treasure of the Blood Control Gate, which uses the blood energy of the battlefield and the vitality of the enemy army as a source of strength to strengthen itself, and can purify and absorb the opponent's power in an instant, turning it into vitality and sending it to its own monks.

It can be called the most suitable treasure for war!
Liu Rouxin, who is holding a spear, and Xue Youyou, who is manipulating the sea of ​​blood, cooperate with each other like twins. shredded.

On the other side of the Zen monks, under the illumination of the bodhi tree, countless Zen disciples headed by Huizhi incarnate Vajra Arhats appeared in rows above the sky, forming a kingdom of ten thousand Buddhas. All the formations and Taoist methods that come are isolated from the outside, forming an absolute iron wall!Any Taoist attack that wants to be thrown from the sky will be invalid!

And this is also the fundamental reason why Brother Xuanji can concentrate on dealing with the enemies on the ground or in mid-air at this time, and advance the front line wholeheartedly!There is no Zen sect to block it, but the countless fierce formations arranged by the other party in advance can cause Xuanji cultivator to suffer a big loss, and the loss is heavy!

The bloody monsters in the mountains of a hundred thousand miles were fierce, and their eyes were reddened the moment the war started, completely arousing the nature of monsters in their blood. Countless big monsters showed their bodies tens of thousands of meters away. The monsters fought in a group, giving up all the magic, and only relying on the flesh to fight, the blood flew everywhere, and the battle was extremely tragic!

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Uncle Ju and Yuebai, and they flew forward without saying a word.

Roar--

Uncle Orange roared up to the sky, and his body appeared. The originally cute and lazy orange cat was magnified tens of millions of times and became more ferocious than a beast. With just one roar, countless abyssal monks were shocked to death, even those with deeper cultivation bases. At this moment, his eyes turned white, his soul was shaken, and there were signs of leaving his body.

The law of devouring, everything is swallowed, even if the soul is still in the body, as long as the cultivation level is not as good as that of Uncle Ju, it will be forcibly sucked out.

And Yuebai stayed away from the battlefield, and walked together with Zhou Tianzong's monks who specialized in Taoism.

Taking a deep breath, Yuebai smiled sweetly, lifted her hair, the innocence around Liangyi faded away, her brows became colder, and she turned into that nine-tailed demon girl who is superior to the demon clan.At the same time as the temperament changed, the nine tails danced wildly behind Yuebai, like a fairy or a demon!

The domain expanded, with Yuebai as the core, as if an invisible glass cover was turned upside down, covering the battlefield thousands of miles around in an instant!

Everyone on the battlefield trembled in their hearts, the abyss overhaul frowned, and an ominous premonition flashed in their hearts.

"Taoism floods!"

Yuebai smiled indifferently, his icy eyes swept across the battlefield, and said every word.

The nine colors represent nine different elemental laws, which light up on the tail behind Yuebai one by one, and when all the nine laws are fully displayed.

Meteorites fell from the sky, and flames entwined!The earth fell, and the woods became monsters!The wind is like a knife, and the water dragon comes to the world!Thousands of miles of thunder prisons, swamps and mud, and thousands of miles of ice!

In the land of thousands of miles, there is no place that can escape the torrent of Taoism of Yuebai!
In just a split second, Yuebai's casualties to the Abyss army instantly became the number one in the audience!

One person is like an army!
And what surprised Zhou Tianzong monk the most was that these seemingly overwhelming Taoist techniques did not hurt any monk Xuanji, and all Taoist techniques were completely aimed at the army of the abyss.

"Gudong, what an amazing control! What a terrifying destructive power!"

Around Yuebai, the Zhou Tian cultivators who were just about to use Taoism to support the battlefield swallowed their saliva, with expressions of admiration.

Is this the legendary torrent of Taoism?It turned out that the Lord of Qingqiu didn't use his full strength in the previous war!

"Don't stand still!" He Zhiqing frowned when he saw the stunned disciple, and reminded loudly.

"oh oh!"

Countless Zhou Tianzong disciples woke up with a start, and they also had the spirit of not admitting defeat in their hearts.

Countless disciples made a formula together, their spiritual powers were connected, their expressions were serious, and the Zhoutian Formation unfolded, covering the sky!
Stars shine, more fall, stars rain!

The prestige of Zhou Tian shocked the audience!
"Go and kill her! Destroy Zhou Tianzong's formation!"

On the side of the abyss, Daxiu roared angrily, and wanted to break through the encirclement and kill Yuebai with red eyes.

Their countless Taoism and formations were blocked by the bald donkeys of Daozong, but Xuanji was able to occupy a favorable position and use Taoism from a long distance to bombard them!

Even if there are a large number of abyss monks, they cannot withstand such a bombardment!
Now the real peak overhaul has not been done yet, at most the monks at the peak level of the ninth realm are fighting, and the combat power of the ninth realm Dzogchen has not yet come to an end, such as Emperor Zhou, the master of Xueyumen, Jiuling Yuansheng and Zen Master Bodhi It's just that they are far away from the ninth realm of the abyss, and their breaths are locked to each other.

Originally, after the players had eaten the first wave of damage and left the field with full damage, the abyssal army and Xuanji had tried each other and maintained a state of evenly matched strength.

But with the subsequent entry of the Xuanji cultivator, this balance was ruthlessly broken, and the real peak cultivator also had a flash of his eyes, and began to prepare to intervene in the battlefield.

"Hahaha! Zhou Zhukong, continue with the unfinished fight last time!"

The dark clouds dispersed, and a loud shout resounded across the battlefield. The figure like a meteor from the sky broke through the sea of ​​clouds, and rushed towards Zhou Zhukong with a wild laugh.

The visitor was bare-chested, tall and strong, with muscles like mountains and countless scars. It looked shocking!

The human figure falling from the sky was completely reddened by the extremely high-speed extraterrestrial impact. From a distance, it was exactly the same as the moon-white extraterrestrial meteor!
Wherever the figure passed by, no matter whether it was an abyss cultivator or a mysterious cultivator, they were all smashed into powder before they could react!

The first one to do it was Xia Kun!

"Good come!"

Zhou Zhukong's eyes were stern, and the golden dragon roared under him, rushing directly into Zhou Zhukong's body, his aura rising steadily, as if he wanted to confront Xia Kun head-on!

As Immortal Emperor Xuanzhou, only standing within the territory can enjoy the blessing of the national fortune, which is the pinnacle of one's own strength.

Zhou Zhukong who is outside the territory can only be regarded as first-class in the Ninth Realm Dzogchen, but once he receives the blessing of the National Fortune, he is the strongest group of people under Chen Hua!

And this is also the reason why Zhou Zhukong wanted to bring out the Golden Dragon of National Fortune at all costs. In addition to greatly boosting the strength of Xuan Zhou's soldiers, it could also make Zhou Zhukong's power rise to the peak!

One up and one down, one laughing wildly and one cold, but the fists of the two collided without the slightest hesitation!
The two fists collided, and it was silent at first, but then the sound wave exploded, and the invisible air wave swept across thousands of miles, killing everyone within the range or pushing them out!

Xia Kun grinned, showing his snow-white teeth, and his eyes were full of madness and playfulness.

Draw your hand, raise your fist!
Zhou Zhukong did the same thing.

It's just that this time, the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't let their fists collide. Instead, they missed by a small margin and went straight to their faces!
Seeing the fists getting bigger and bigger, no matter it is Zhou Zhukong or Xia Kun, there is only faint excitement in their eyes, without the slightest fear!

Fist to the flesh is the romance of physical training!

As long as you can't kill him, beat him to death!
thump—

boom--

The two loud noises even made the space tremble!
Xia Kun's fist hit Zhou Zhukong's face, the strength of the fist directly penetrated his forehead, and landed on the ground, a thousand-foot-sized fist print was printed on the ground.

And Zhou Zhukong punched Xia Kun on the left face, causing Xia Kun's neck to turn ninety degrees to the right!

"Bah! Your fist is still strong enough!"

Xia Kun slowly returned his head to its original position, spat out a mouthful of blood in disdain, and his expression became even crazier after collapsing a mountain peak!
But all he saw was Zhou Zhukong's cold smile.

"Ok?"

Feeling something was wrong, Xia Kun froze for a moment, only to see a golden light in his peripheral vision!
Before turning around in time, Xia Kun only felt a huge force coming from his ribs, and his body almost folded in half. In the next second, a ring of air exploded on the spot, and his body turned into a cannonball and shot out.

Xia Kun, who was twirling wildly in mid-air, took a hard look back in the air waves, and a big golden bald head appeared beside Zhou Zhukong, and King Kong's angry eyes appeared behind him.

"Bodhi...old dog!"

Xia Kun spat out a mouthful of blood after saying "poof", and his face turned pale.

He could feel that the left half of his body was almost crippled by the punch just now, and now a large amount of blood is being repaired, and he only needs two breaths, and he can recover as before!

The Abyss Envoy on the Abyss Continent is like Zhou Zhukong who is in the frontier, his strength has been blessed, and his aura has directly soared to Chen Hua's level.

Zhou Zhukong and Zen Master Bodhi had already noticed this from the first time they met Xia Kun, and only then did one attract attention while the other quietly attacked.

If they fight alone, neither Zhou Zhukong nor Zen Master Bodhi can defeat Xia Kun, and they will even be suppressed, and their lives may be in danger!

"Are you okay?"

Zen Master Bodhi glanced at Zhou Zhukong, who was a little drowsy, and stretched out his hand. The branch of the Bodhi tree shook, and a drop of crystal dew dripped from the branch to Zhou Zhukong's forehead.

"call···"

Sensing the coolness coming from between the brows, Zhou Zhukong's disintegrated phantom finally disappeared, and the trembling soul also stabilized again.

"Be careful, he is more than a step stronger than when he was in Xuan Zhou!"

Zhou Zhukong breathed a sigh of relief, looked solemnly, and reminded in a deep voice.

"Well! I know."

Zen Master Bodhi nodded, his expression became serious.

He punched each other just now, and he naturally saw the gap between the two.

After Xia Kun vomited blood, he acted like a normal person, while Zhou Zhukong's soul was shaken for a long time, and this was still in the case of wearing the Great Desolation Heavenly Dragon Armor.If it wasn't for him to make a move, Zhou Zhukong might be in danger.

"Suppress him in one breath, don't let him rush."

After Zhou Zhukong regained his strength, he rubbed the center of his brows. Without saying a word, he slammed his feet hard, crushing the void, and continued to rush down Xia Kun.

Zen Master Bodhi chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and his expression changed from kind-browed and kind-eyed to wrathful-eyed Vajra in an instant. The Buddha has compassion, but also has wrathful eyes!

Xia Kun was too threatening, and with Xia Kun's physical strength, if he wanted to charge forward, no one except Chen Hua and Liang Yi would be able to stabilize him.

But those two are the pillars, and what they have to deal with is the hidden backhand of the other party, not this foolish fool.

To deal with this kind of person, it is better to leave it to the two of them.

Xia Kun was not given a chance to breathe. When his blood was surging and he was recovering from his injuries, Zhou Zhukong and Zen Master Bodhi were already in front of him.

The light of the Buddha shines everywhere, and all nations pay tribute to the Buddha!
Behind Zen Master Bodhi, the Buddha's light shines, and a brilliant bright wheel rotates and manifests behind his head.

He made a slap, and then struck out with one palm, directly hitting Xia Kun into the ground, and a palm print was engraved on the ground.

Behind Zhou Zhukong, the phantom of the Emperor Xuanzhou appeared frequently, thousands of troops gathered in the army, tens of thousands of Xuanzhou people worshiped, and the three kinds of boxing intentions of domineering emperor, Taoism and humanity were condensed in one punch!
Xia Kun, who was furious towards the ground, punched down again, and this time the result was reversed!

Zhou Zhukong stood firmly in the void, while Xia Kun's right arm was twisted out of shape, as if twisted.

Two fists are no match for four hands, Xia Kun is at a disadvantage!
(End of this chapter)