Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 507
After a long, long time, the inside of the enchantment regained peace.

In the sky, Ping Ming, whose spiritual power exploded, finally faded away and disappeared without a trace.

The sound of the wind stopped, and all the splendor stopped violently shaking.

Quietly, people can only hear their own heartbeat reaching the limit, this golden fairy is too frighteningly scary.

The primordial spirits that filled the sky were not too damaged. Fortunately, the primordial spirits were not at the same height as the exploding spiritual power plane just now, otherwise it would be a tragedy.

Wang Mu and the man in the fine clothes also regained their stature, still hovering on the ground, one on the east side of the isolated island and the other on the west side of the isolated island, thousands of miles apart.

The head-to-head confrontation with the Xianjun made Wang Mu's body tremble, and his figure had returned to its original shape, the red and blue were gone, and a somewhat pale face appeared, and there was even a tinge of blood at the corner of his mouth.

However, Wang Mu still smiled, and even smiled very satisfied. The third-order golden immortal can fight with an immortal for such a long time, which is enough to prove his strength. .

He just wanted to try the combat power of Yin-Yang and He Fu, otherwise he would have used Chong Ling Pill long ago.

The fairy was also in a bit of a panic. Although there was no sign of injury on his face, his long gray hair was a little messy, and he was clattering in his fine clothes, like a lunatic.

He is really going crazy, being made into this state by a third-rank golden immortal, and still in front of so many subordinates, if it gets out, people will think that he is a piece of paper.

"Boy, don't get too complacent. You look injured, don't you think the injury is not serious? Hahahaha..." After sweeping the crowd watching on the dilapidated isolated island below, the man in the fancy dress looked at Wang again. Mu, then looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I just gave way to you just now. Now, it's my turn to show off my power." With an uncontrollable laugh, the man in the fancy dress said again, wishing he could immediately trample Wang Mu under his feet, and then announce to the whole world that he This fairy is still very awesome!

Below, the red-robed monks who should have been stunned by Wang Mu swallowed their saliva one after another, and there was a glimmer of hope in their terrified eyes, and they began to look excitedly at the man in the fine clothes again, all of them looked so impatient that they almost applauded. Way to urge their Lord Xianjun to kill that freak quickly.

On the contrary, Huo Hua and the other flower demons were a little worried. Although their cultivation was not high, they were more than enough to serve as an audience. They could see that Wang Mu was really too powerful, but after all, he only had a golden immortal cultivation. Compared with the other fairy, It seems that there are still some gaps.

And the appearance of both sides at this moment also proved this point, the fluctuation of spiritual power on Wang Mu's body was a little weak, and his complexion was not very good, but the other party's hair was a little messed up, it didn't affect him at all.

"I'll stay with you to the end." Wang Mu chuckled, his eyes still stiff. To be honest, Brother Wang really hated this pervert who could easily steal people's soul.

"Hey hey..." Looking at Wang Mu's confidence, Xianjun smiled sinisterly and teasingly, raised his sword eyebrows and said, "Boy, I must study your primordial spirit carefully later to find out why makes you so special."

"Shua!" The voice fell, and a long sword appeared in Xianjun's hand. The black and red long sword was similar to the long swords of those men in red robes, but it was wider, and there was a blue yin and yang on the hilt. The fish was turning slowly, it was obvious that the sword was of extraordinary rank, at least the top grade of Xuan rank.

Feeling the power of the long sword in his hand, Xianjun straightened his back even more, and looked at Wang Mu even more proudly.

"Wow." Wang Mu remained calm, turned over his hands, and took out the same thing.

The silvery-white elixir, which is also all over the body, has a brilliance that is gentler and stranger than the few spirit stones that fell on the ground. At the same time, the medicinal fragrance wafts out, which shocked everyone's spirits.

"Chong...Ling...Pill..." Looking at the elixir in Wang Mu's hand, Xian Jun suddenly opened his mouth wide, all the self-confidence and complacency in his eyes disappeared at once, leaving only the unresponsive dementia.

As an immortal king, he can naturally recognize the elixir in Wang Mu's hand, the mysterious-level Chongling elixir, after a monk below Da Luo Jinxian takes it, his cultivation level will directly increase by a whole level.

That is to say, after Wang Mu took it, his Golden Immortal cultivation might break through to Daluo Golden Immortal in an instant, my damn!Jinxian is already difficult to deal with, let alone Daluo Jinxian!

Without too much hesitation, Wang Mu gave the stunned Xianjun a playful look, and then decisively put the Chongling Pill into his mouth.

"Hurrah..."

As soon as the wind blew, the void behind Wang Mu and the brilliance of spiritual power trembled like a banner, forming the same rhythm as his black clothes, as if resonating.

Then, Wang Mu began to praise with all his momentum.

The red and blue colors exploded again, and pillars of condensed flames even erupted from the body, but the skin between the pillars of fire showed a bright icy color.

In the sky, icy crystal grains and thick white mist reappeared, rattling.

"Roar..." Under the agitation of spiritual power, the blood boiled, the real dragon was automatically activated, a colorful auspicious dragon soared into the sky, and then formed a ring on top of Wang Mu's head, circling with its teeth and claws open.

The colorful brilliance brightens the world.

In the sky and on the ground, everyone opened their mouths again, feeling like their souls were going out of their bodies.

Especially the fairy on the opposite side trembled, and his rather handsome face was distorted into a chrysanthemum.

"Damn it...is it a colorful auspicious dragon?" Looking at the huge dragon in the sky, he yelled in a crying voice, feeling like he was about to pee out of fear. ?

There is no doubt that Wang Mu's cultivation base has broken through to the Da Luo Jinxian, which is enough to deal with the immortal king, and coupled with the power of the colorful auspicious dragon, the Mie Xianjun is even more like a fly swatter to kill flies.

"Benjun, I won't play with you anymore, don't bring such things..." Swallowing, Xianjun raised his hand to wipe away his tears, turned around and ran away.

"Crack!" A large number of red-clothed monks who were waiting for Xianjun to show his power below sat down on the ground in an instant, and their hearts were broken when they saw Xianjun who fled decisively.

However, Wang Mu didn't want such cruel thugs and inhuman guys to escape. In Wang Mu's eyes, there were only two ways for such people to go.

"The sword points to seal the sky." Looking at the fairy who was about to run away, Wang Mu had a thought and disappeared in place.

In the dull eyes of everyone, the whole sky suddenly became quiet, and the whole world became quiet.

That Xianjun and Wang Mu disappeared at the same time.

But this silence only lasted for less than two seconds, when the void suddenly burst into the sky with bright light.

A huge sword appeared, drilled out of the void for no reason, and rushed straight into the sky.The whole colored long sword is nearly a kilometer long, and its width is exaggerated than the city wall. More importantly, there is a human figure on the tip of the sword. Compared with the whole huge sword, the human figure in the robe is like a black spot .

It's that fairy!

At this moment, lying on the tip of the sword, feeling the primordial spirit being pierced, his eyes widened, staring at the heaven-piercing giant sword below, his round eyes were full of bursting fear.

"Boom!" Before he could scream, Xianjun suddenly exploded.

The void was turbulent, light spots appeared all over the sky, and the immortal monarch disappeared.

And that gigantic giant sword has completely drilled out of the void at this moment, and its arms are stretched across the sky, with the potential to seal the sky with a sword.

"Crash!" On the ground, another group of red-robed monks fell to the ground, and their eyes became desperate.

And the few flower demons and sparks who survived the disaster shivered and curled up behind a ruined wall, looking at the giant sword in the sky, their beautiful eyes were full of worship and awe.

"This, isn't this too awesome?" Huo Hua muttered to himself, his voice trembling, "Is he really that silly Wang Mu who laughs all the time?"

"This little sister," said a flower demon next to him, holding Huo Hua's hand tightly, with a trembling voice and tears in his eyes, "tell me, is this person you know a disciple of God Ancestor Hongjun? So handsome."

At this time, the giant sword in the sky began to fade away gradually, and finally turned into a phantom completely. In the phantom, Wang Mu's figure appeared, like a flying fairy from the sky, floating to the ground.

His face turned paler, and the blood at the corner of his mouth became even more red, and he looked a little haggard, but his indomitable aura remained unchanged.

Wang Mu started, walked to the ruins, and stood in front of Huo Yiwai, but Huo Huayi felt that he could only look up at this handsome man.

Those eyes that remained calm from the beginning to the end, that faint smile, that aura as elegant as cosmic dust and as powerful as the entire world, made everyone's girls' hearts burst.

"Are you all right?" Wang Mu said softly after glancing at the other flower demons, and his gaze fell on Huo Hua's face again, with a softer smile.

Huo Hua shook her head again and again, like a rattle drum.

"Uh..." The eyes of the other flower demons blurred for a moment, their pretty faces flushed, as if they were about to climax.

Then Wang Mu bent down and stretched out his hand to Huo Hua.

Huo Hua obediently put his palm on Wang Mu's hand, feeling that his brain was no longer under his command, and could only feel the stopped heartbeat and the scorching heat on his face.

"Everyone come closer to me." Gently pulling Huo Hua up, Wang Mu looked up at all the souls in the air and said.

The scene was silent for a while, and all the primordial spirits gathered around Wang Mu, and the few living flower demons also hurriedly leaned around Wang Mu, each of them was short of breath, still in a state of confusion.

Only those monks in red were left curled up in place, not daring to move, just staring at Wang Mu with fear in their eyes, and everyone was praying in their hearts: "Don't let this freak notice me, don't... "

Brother Wang didn't bother to pay attention to these small characters.

(End of this chapter)