Demon Cultivating System

LV Xian looked at the elder who stood up and grinned.

Ye Fan, who was still in the open space, trembled when he saw the smile.

"This man is finished. Master usually shows this expression, there is no good thing."

Ye Fan still knows LV Xian after having been with his cheap master for so long.

Lu Xian's harmless smile is the most terrible time.

The elder is doomed. No one can save him.

LV Xian quietly looked at the elder who jumped out, and the smell of terror slowly overflowed.

"OK, get your head ready. If you don't put your head into the soil later, I, LV Xian, will help you myself!"

LV Xian walked slowly to Cheng Yang, the leader of Tiandao Pavilion.

I want to see how long I can hold on to my hands.

"Lord Cheng Yang, let me experience the power of your saints."

The wind and thunder gun floated in LV Xian's hand, and the force of wind and thunder rolled.

The strong pressure made everyone out of breath.

"What kind of power is this? Has it reached this point half a step into the realm of saints?"

"Yes, this breath is really terrible. It doesn't belong to the breath under the sage."

……

The people were so shocked that they no longer thought LV Xian was talking big.

Even Cheng Yang changed his look and felt that LV Xian was not simple.

"This younger generation is not simple and cannot be treated by conventional standards."

Even the elder who just ridiculed LV Xian looked as miserable as eating rice.

"Hum, what about the unconventional combat power? Lord Cheng Yang will defeat you."

Cheng Yang opened his holy body. The vast holy power, accompanied by the golden light, tarnished the world.

"Come on, young man, the peace of Tiandao Pavilion for hundreds of years can't be broken by you."

Cheng Yang uses a brush, which exudes holy power.

Chinese Holy ware!

What LV Xian didn't expect was that there was a middle-grade holy weapon in the Tiandao Pavilion.

"Boy, these are the holy pens of our Tiandao Pavilion. They have been moistened by the saints of our Tiandao Pavilion since the past dynasties

In my hand, I can burst out all my strength, even the sage can fight at a high stage! "

LV Xian lightly picked up the long gun in her hand, which was just a middle-grade holy weapon.

If their own magic guns come out, the so-called holy pens may not dare to show their holy power.

Qianlong breaks the river

A shot pierced out like a broken dragon and rushed to Cheng Yang with the power of running thunder.

The void collapses and flows everywhere, swallowing everything in the space wall wantonly.

Cheng Yang's face was dignified. A pen floated overhead, and endless holy light surged.

As if the three thousand sons of Confucianism were preaching and reading together, the holy Confucian spirit formed Kong Sheng's body and resisted Cheng Yang.

Bang——

Confucianism turned into a violent airflow and spread.

The corner of Lu Xian's mouth lifted slightly, and there was something in this sage's pen.

"The empty shadows of Kong Sheng have come out. Unfortunately, they still can't resist the footsteps of LV Xian

There are thousands of saints in the world, and no one is my opponent! "

Pour all!

One shot turned upside down, the world tilted, and the forces of the six laws all merged into LV Xian's shot.

Shining like a comet, it overwhelms the earth and envelops everyone with the smell of destruction.

Cheng Yang was shocked. The holy pens on his head fell, and the holy body opened up and stood upright.

the purple air comes from the east -- a propitious omen!

The day was swallowed up by the night, and the purple Qi came out from the East.