Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Suze vigilant stand in the wind Yi Mo side, as long as the master intends to hand, he will not hesitate to start.

In the cave, Liu ruomei, lian'er and Kong Ping wake up long ago, but they don't appear. Instead, they look at the people from a distance.

Feng Yi Mo laughed and said, "there is no strange treasure. I'm just practicing a certain skill. I'll make you laugh."

In the middle of the robbery, the monk saw that Feng Yimo was just a monk at the peak of Mahayana, but he didn't pay attention to it. What he was afraid of was Suze, a big man with a huge axe. When he heard that Feng Yimo said it was a kind of skill, he was more greedy in his eyes. He had never seen a skill that could absorb the beauty of the moon before. He said, "what kind of magic skill is it? Can we have a look? You can't occupy this place by yourself, can you? "

The last sentence was addressed to other friars, which immediately led to a voice of approval.

"Yes, since we have all seen it, let's have a clear look!"

"That is, you can't eat good things alone!"

"The skills found in lianyueshan belong to all the monks in lianyueshan!"

"..."

"bold! That's my master's own skill. Why should I show it to you? " Suze suddenly burst to drink, like a thunder, scared all the noisy friars a shiver, quickly closed his mouth.

The friar in the middle of Dujie, who took the lead in talking, was shocked when Suze, the friar at the top of Dujie, called master Feng Yimo. A friar at the top of Dujie, was willing to serve as a servant of Mahayana. What's the origin of this young friar?

Did you offend the wrong person?

Regret sprouted in his heart, but when he thought of the vision just now, if it was really a skill, it would be very magical. Greed conquered reason, and then he said: "ha ha, Taoist friend, just now all of us have witnessed that you have acquired and practiced the skill of absorbing the beauty of the moon in lianyue mountain range. Then, as some Taoist friends said, this is not true It's about you alone. It's about all the friars in lianyueshan. You'd better take it out and let everyone see it. Otherwise, hum! "

When it comes to the future, the threat is revealed.

Feng Yi Mo was so happy that he really thought that only more than 3000 friars could eat himself? If these 3000 people are well-trained monks in LingXiao palace, maybe they need to consider it. But the monks in front of them are all scattered soldiers and mobs. They don't want to go to the same place at all. They will take care of each other at the key time. So they sneer: "if you want to see your skills, you have to have that ability!"

In the middle of the robbery, the friar saw that Feng Yimo was stubborn and laughed, "do you really want to fight against so many of our friars? Taoist friends, do you agree? "

Not to mention, he raised his arms and aroused the resonance of other friars, shouting: "if you don't show me, just beat him and rob him!"

Suze a listen to angry, in the hand huge axe way implement a swing, to shout the most powerful one split past.

Shua!!

A huge axe and awn flash away, more than ten feet long, antelope hanging horn, appeared in the crowd out of thin air.

No! People exclaimed, some escape, some sacrifice defense magic weapon, there is a scared silly, however, axe awn too fast, boom! With a cry, he fell into the crowd, and the defense magic weapon suddenly fell apart. The monks who yelled the most were all the ghosts under the axe, and even Yuanying didn't escape!

The smell of blood began to spread, causing great panic among the monks.

In the middle of the robbery, the Friar's pupil shrank. Unexpectedly, Suze said that he would do it. If it was himself, could this axe follow?

He stepped back and yelled, "fellow Taoists, this man is so rampant. Let's go together. There are so many of us. What are we afraid of him doing?"

Most of the monks sacrificed their weapons, just like a common enemy.

Feng Yimo looks at the monk retreating into the crowd. He sneers at his cunning. He encourages others to do it, but he hides himself. It's clear that he wants others to act as cannon fodder. The cold energy of the totem of the moon in his chest is abnormal. Let's try the power of the shadow of the moon.

Since he entered the spiritual world, his accomplishments have soared, and Shura's black heart flame and Liuhong's wind chasing sword have been promoted one after another. In addition, yin and Yang Jue derived from the field, the shadow of the moon has never been used. Now, the shadow of the moon has changed, and its strength has greatly increased. You should make good use of it.

Thinking of this, when Feng Yimo's hands are closed, a dazzling silver glow bursts out of his palm, and ye becomes a giant silver sword about 20 Zhang long. He cuts it in the air!

This knife is totally general in essence. Layers of silver Taoist rhymes spread all around, and then it became a cold force of rules, forming a space of one hundred feet, and locking the friars in the middle of the robbery ahead!

"The shadow of the moon

In the middle of the robbery, the monk was shocked. Just when Feng Yimo started on him, he felt the danger in advance. With his right hand forward, a blue net shaped treasure flew out of his head. Just after finishing this action, he found that he was struggling. It was as if he was deep in the mire. He was so frightened that he was almost out of his wits. Although he didn't cultivate his field, he could be used as a ferryman In the middle of the robbery, the friars knew more or less about the existence of the realm, and they immediately had the idea of running for their lives.However, he couldn't get rid of himself, so he immediately asked for mercy in a loud voice: "master, please forgive me..."

in his opinion, it's not ordinary people who can cultivate fields. Maybe it's someone who hides his cultivation and doesn't fight first.

However, as soon as the man cried out, the shadow of the moon fell on the magic weapon of the net bag. In an instant, the magic weapon of the net bag was split in two. Then he saw the silver flash in front of him, closed his eyes involuntarily, and fell into the darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that only the solitary Yuanying was left in the air, with his body on both sides and his organs flowing all over the ground.

Everyone was stunned. Who could have thought that a Mahayana peak monk would kill a mid-term monk in a single blow. There were five monks in the mid-term. They were filled with panic. They didn't know who was the leader and fled in a crash.

Sure enough, they are a mob. In case of danger, birds and beasts will be scattered. Both husband and wife will fly separately in the face of disaster, not to mention these temporary people.

Feng Yi Mo coldly looked at the five people and said, "why, do you still want to covet my kung fu, or do you want to avenge them?"

An enchanting middle-aged woman squeezed out an embarrassed smile on her pretty face and said, "Daoyou misunderstood me. I don't want to covet it any more. I just want to apologize face to face. Please don't worry about it. They're going to end up with their own fault! "