The god list is now in the world, and the identity of the nine-star fighting saint cannot be conceal

Chapter 134
"My people in Yanhuang Pavilion, it's not up to you, an old hag, to bully me!"

Suddenly, there was a tremor between the sky and the earth, like thunder rolling from the sky.

Followed by dark flames.

In an instant, the sky and earth were covered, and the main hall of Huazong suddenly turned into a purgatory of flames.

Also at this moment.

Yun Yun's imprisoned body and soul all dissipated.

"Master Yun, the subordinates are late."

In the dark flames, the figure of the little devil suddenly emerged.

Before Yun Yun could speak, Xiao Mo went on to say:

"The lord expected that you would encounter a crisis, so he specially asked me to come to meet you."

The lord that the little devil talks about is naturally Xiao Ze.

The hidden figure quickly appeared in Yun Yun's mind, her fair face was slightly red. "

"Master Yun, leave the next battle to me."

Xiao Mo uses his grudge to send Yun Yun to a safe area and sets up restrictions.

Then he turned his gaze to the old woman Zihua, the softness in her eyes disappeared, only indifference.

"Even if you are a Dou Sheng, you will not tolerate your presumptuousness in Huazong."

The face of the old woman with purple flowers was gloomy, and an aura surged from her body, and the dark flames gradually dissipated.

The two have not yet made a move, but they have already shown horns, and they are fighting each other.

"Yanhuang Pavilion, this old man in black is actually from Yanhuang Pavilion, my god!"

"It can be regarded as someone who saw Yanhuang Pavilion."

The little devil's majestic appearance immediately erupted in the crowd.

Is the ever-mysterious Yanhuang Pavilion about to surface?

"So, the Hundred Flowers Sect is the Yanhuang Pavilion?" Someone questioned.

As soon as these words fell, there was a lot of disdainful laughter.

"How could such an unknown sect as the Hundred Flowers Sect be the Yanhuang Pavilion?"

"The sect number one on the list of gods, the means are beyond our imagination.

If it deliberately hides it, wouldn't it be normal for it to go unnoticed? "

"Is it possible that Baihuazong is just the shell of Yanhuang Pavilion?"

All kinds of speculation ensued.

Boom...boom...

Several loud noises broke the discussion among the people.

Looking at the main hall, it was the little devil and the purple flower old woman who were fighting each other.

Behind the little devil was a huge flame, and the space seemed to be unable to bear the high temperature, and it trembled.

The tongues of fire that sometimes swallowed, contained powerful energy.

Just a little fear is enough to burn an ordinary Dou Zun completely.

On the other hand, the Zihua old woman is not weak, she can even be said to be very strong.

At her feet, a huge purple flower emerged.

The purple flower old woman is like the center of a flower, and the petals are gradually falling.

Every time a petal of purple flower falls, the aura of the purple flower old woman will be stronger.

"You have just entered the realm of fighting saints, how can you explode with such a powerful momentum?"

A look of disbelief appeared in the eyes of the old woman with purple flowers.

"The practice must be the cause of the practice."

Thinking of this, an inexplicable anger welled up in the old woman Zihua's heart.

Huazong is the overlord of Zhongzhou, one of the two sects, what a beauty.

The inheritance, martial arts, and even the treasures of cultivation are all superior.

The envy of countless sects in Zhongzhou.

but.

The upper limit of Huazong seems to be fixed to death.

Few people can break through the realm of fighting saints!

This is Huazong's eternal sorrow!
Later, the ten patriarchs of Huazong painstakingly researched for many years and finally found something.

Kung Fu!

The exercises they practice are not so suitable for women.

This may sound ridiculous, but it is true.

even.

A secret that was only known about the ten patriarchs of Huazong.

The patriarch of the Huazong, who was able to successfully establish the sect, was largely due to a man.

"The level of Dou Sheng is only one step away, and it is like a moat."

When all the petals bloomed, the aura of the purple flower old woman was already quite frightening.

The dark flame was suppressed, like a small flame, on the verge of extinguishing.

The huge main hall is full of purple light, the purple battle energy is surging, and flowers are everywhere.

"Mang Tianchi, I'm not sure how to deal with him now."

Xiaomo sneered, "It's easy for you!"

Hearing this, the old lady Zihua laughed back angrily, and slapped the little devil with her withered palm.

"Are these the only means you have?"

With a relaxed expression, Xiaomo slowly stepped forward.

If someone looked carefully, he would definitely find it.

The little devil's seemingly random steps, but every step is precisely landed on the purple petals.

Wherever it passes, dark flames accompany it.

at this moment.

The purple petals and the space will be burned up, which is amazing.

"Is this the strength of the people in Yanhuang Pavilion? So strong."

"Judging from the words of the ancestor of the Huazong, he just entered the Dou Sheng!
Fang Fang set foot in Dou Sheng, how could he have such strength? ! "

Everyone's mood was ups and downs, and they were surprised for a long time and could not calm down.

"Impossible, impossible..."

The purple flower old woman shook her head one after another, murmuring uncontrollably.

The area where the purple petals fall is like a formation.

In this formation, her strength can be maximized.

And the strength of the opponent will be suppressed to the greatest extent, one will ebb and flow.

If you don't have the strength to absolutely crush her, it is impossible to ignore her layout!

"My purple mandala is the king of flowers."

The method she was so proud of was shattered in this way, and the old woman Zihua was full of resignation, and roared:

"What sorcery did you use?"

The purple flowers everywhere can be said to be the foundation and source of energy of the old woman.

Being bombarded with such a tough method, the trauma she suffered is unimaginable.

If all the petals were burned, the old woman would be half disabled, if not dead.

"If you don't let me have a good time, you don't even want to live!"

The purple flower old woman spit out a mouthful of blood, and sprinkled it on the purple petals.

In an instant, the purple petals burst into a rich and dazzling purple awn.

"Just struggling to the death."

The little devil returned the old woman's words, and the dark flame under his feet became stronger again.

"hateful!"

The old woman Zihua's face was extremely ugly, she didn't expect the other party to have reservations!

She is the pinnacle of the two-star Dou Sheng!

The opponent has just set foot in Dou Sheng, no matter how solid his foundation is.

The gap with her is still ridiculously large!
but.

The current situation is that she has been unilaterally beaten and has no power to fight back.

"hateful!"

The purple flower old woman tried to break free from the restraint on her body.

Let the other party go down, the consequences can be imagined.

"Being the number one on the list really deserves the reputation."

"This black-clothed old man's status in Yanhuang Pavilion is probably not low!"

"At the stage of Dou Sheng, the gap between martial arts and martial arts is not that big anymore."

The group of strong men regained their composure after being surprised, and said in a deep voice.

The current situation can be said to be one-sided.

It is only a matter of time before the ancestor of the Huazong falls!

"Isn't the Huazong no Dou Sheng? Who is this patriarch?"

"Purple flowers on the top of the head, I have seen it in an ancient book, and there are only a few introductions."

Someone in the know pondered for a moment and said slowly:
"Those who can use exclusive flowers as seals have a terrifyingly high status in the Flower Sect!"

"The people among them are all the top talents of that era."

Hearing this news, many people fell into silence.

"Kill me, you will definitely not survive."

Seeing that the little devil was getting closer, the old woman Zihua hurriedly scolded.

The purple flower old woman is in a very bad state now, and there are only a few petals left.

If it continued, she would really die.

"No one can stop Yanhuang Pavilion from acting!" Xiao Mo's face was cold.

At this time, an abrupt voice came to the main hall.

"Give me face and let this senior of Huazong go."

(End of this chapter)