God-Level Choice

At this time, I am too old to struggle endlessly. The deified master who suddenly appeared in his heart had escaped badly, and his heart was full of disbelief and confusion. After a few tricks, the two brothers roared at the tiger in a tacit understanding, turned around and ran away. Although Taichu and Kongwen had high martial arts skills, they couldn't escape even if they wanted to. After a little hesitation, this person had escaped from Wan'an Temple and merged into the night.

Not only is it too old, but Guan Youliang and the others who came to greet it are even worse. Seeing that the Taoist is too damaged, will they continue to serve the Mengyuan court? At present, their respective crazy attacks force the opponent to open the situation. After finding the gap, they rushed to perform Qigong and escaped.

Time has spread to the entire Wan'an Temple, half of the battlefield has stopped, only the eunuchs and Tantric lamas brought by Pu Buhua are left, they are still struggling, but they are dying.

Pu Buhua saw that his situation was getting worse and worse, and he couldn't help Tiandao Wuwu at all, so he retreated in his heart.

Park Buhua won the world championship in flying skills, so he naturally wanted to leave. He came peacefully, and if he wanted to go, it was easy. The scheming agreed, pointing his toes, his body shining brightly, and at the same time the long sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, shooting towards the nothingness of the sky - a large-scale shot.

Tiandao's eyes flashed, without flinching, he waved his sleeves repeatedly. Wherever he went, the flying embroidery needles disappeared, and he tucked them into his sleeves.

Pu Buhua suddenly lost her sewing needle, and her strength suddenly lost success. Tiandao Wuwu seized the right moment, flicked his hands with his left hand, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, Wudang's cotton palm was firmly imprinted on Pu Buhua's heart.

Pfft, Pu Buhua spat out blood. After the blood fell, it made a sizzling sound, and then the fireworks started to burn on the spot. After the flames were extinguished, the blood on the ground had dissipated. It looked like the place where it splashed just now watery.

Pu Buhua's face turned pale, and his image changed again. He saw his stiff beard disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the lines on his cheeks became gentle and lovely again. It turned out that he came back in the blink of an eye, with no masculine features on his body.

Pu Buhua's body turned with electricity, and the flashing Gold smoke that flickered from her body flew towards the city wall of Wan'an Temple in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he heard a voice in the air, shouting: "Go!"

……ask for flowers…

All the little eunuchs had been looking forward to his words for a long time, and they heard that they were forcing their opponents to leave. But now the feng shui is turning, and the rulers of the forbidden areas have liberated themselves. They can go wherever they want? Time passed quickly, but many eunuchs suffered heavy casualties, but the leader escaped safely after paying a certain price because of his high martial arts.

The situation is changing rapidly, and the Tantric masters are hard to fight. In the blink of an eye, they were severely beaten by the masters of each access control area, and each of them fell limply on the ground, completely losing their fighting power.

At this time, only Chu Feng and Huo Yuhun were left in the battle. When Chu Feng forced the fire with his palm, Lang smiled and said: "If things can't be done, do Buddhist teachers still have to persevere? I admire Master very much, and I am very grateful for Master's guidance in the temple. I really don't want to live with him. die.

Finally, Huo Ling stopped attacking, put his hands together silently, and said calmly: "The peacocks in East India are good at flying, but they are not obsessed with flying!".