Journey to the West begins with the full-level monk Tang

In a trance.

These guys seem to be in charge once again.

From the sky up and down, the cold and tyrannical aura washed down the sky and covered the sky, and there were signs that Tang Seng would be drowned and killed again.

The restlessness that appeared on each face was extremely intense: "Tang Xuanzang, go to hell!"

"Fight with us, you are too overconfident!"

"Hahaha!"

"die!"

The madness in the eyes of more than a hundred quasi-sage peaks who were swept away by Tang Seng's sword also twitched: "Kill him! This beast should not live in this world!"

"Is this guy finally going to die?"

"Hmph, we were only careless just now, and we were caught by this guy. Now we won't. How terrifying is such a tyrannical impact? Even a saint will surely die, let alone such a bastard with shallow cultivation! "

"Yes, Tang Xuanzang is finished."

"We can't just watch, let's go together!" Zhunsheng Peak suppressed the blood churning in his body, and rushed towards Tang Seng again. As soon as this person moved, there were no less than dozens of beings with slightly lesser injuries in an instant, and they all followed suit.

Mr. Mo Qianqian and nine other men who were as strong as him fought together.

Behind, dozens of people also rushed forward, assisting from the side in a sweeping formation. The scene at this moment, the deep and terrifying atmosphere, strengthened again. It was as if, in heaven and earth, there was no way out for Tang Seng.

They just waited, and Tang Seng was killed by them.

Completely end this matter.

only!

The development of things is completely different from what they expected.

As the party concerned, Tang Seng looked indifferent, and just raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you guys feel really good about yourself! It's all here, and you still have such strong confidence!"

"Well, people, it's good to be confident."

"But if the confidence is too strong, it may not be a good thing. Anyway, the poor monk will let you see what real strength is!"

All over the body, more and more intense bloody waves rushed out of Tang Seng's body.

this moment!

His blood was burning to the extreme.

In the whirling bloody storm, the blood sword rose horizontally again, and the berserk breath blasted directly into the blood sword. In an instant, Qingping Sword Saint's supernatural power exploded again.

In front of the powerful sage with supernatural powers.

No matter how powerful and deep the burst of power is after Mr. Mo and his group of saints are fused, in front of the cold and fierce sword light, it is as fragile as a piece of paper.

There was a crisp cracking sound.

The joint impact of the evolution of these nine guys directly burst a hole.

As soon as the hole came out, Jian Guang rushed up fiercely with an indomitable trend. I saw all kinds of waves, all kinds of supernatural powers up and down the sky, all of which could not be seen by one face, and were instantly annihilated.

As for the nine guys who exerted such power, they all shook their bodies.

The whistling that builds up one after another explodes!

However, they saw that they had been separated from their saint power by the tyrannical power attached to Jianguang. All of a sudden, eighteen figures fell far away.

Miserable form, extremely ferocious.

They retreated.

Dozens of pinnacle quasi-sages rushed up after them, taking advantage of the trend to fill their retreated positions.

Not to mention that there are only dozens of them, even if all of them go up together, they can't withstand the fierce sword light. Hearing the shrill screams exploded again, the dozens of peak quasi-sages who had no time to dodge were blown to pieces by the sword light.

Not one stays, all die.

Their physical bodies, primordial spirits, and even their true spirits failed to escape, and they were all gone.

Following Tang Seng's swaying figure, the blood-filled scene seemed to be a peerless murderer who came out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses. Amidst the sneer, the long sleeves fluttered, and the body and soul that had not dissipated in the starry sky collapsed. The energy was collected without leaving any, and sent directly into the chaotic world.

The aura of the chaotic world has improved again.

Let’s just say that the rest of the quasi-sage peaks who were half a beat behind all moved their feet, retreated a little bit, and said in amazement: "What a terrifying swordsmanship!"

"What kind of strength is Tang Xuanzang!"

"It's also the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, why is his strength so strong!"

"Sir, let's withdraw!"

That's the point of the matter.

They have no desire to fight.

Tang Seng couldn't bear Tang Seng with such a tyrannical force like Burning.

With the little strength they have left, they definitely won't be able to carry it.

no way!

Tang Seng's fierce flames frightened them.

At this moment, they only want to leave here.

certainly.

They didn't turn around right away either.

after all.

The nine people who brought them here are still there.

But listening, there was another cold sound rushing up. Mr. Mo and the other nine people who were forced to retreat by Tang Seng again, not only did not retreat, but once again harnessed their saintly power, rushed to a distance of only a few tens of feet away from Tang Seng, and surrounded Tang Seng again with a tendency to encircle him from all sides.

Everyone's expressions fluctuated, and they were a little confused.

is a person.

It can be seen that they can't do anything to Tang Seng.

But why?

only.

No matter how many doubts they had in their hearts, they still didn't dare to say a word. Under the shaking of their bodies, they also rushed up from behind, and once again evolved their powerful aura, facing Tang Seng to suppress them.

Tang Seng's expression moved slightly, and he said calmly: "You are all smart people, and you can clearly see that with your joint strength, you are no longer my opponent. If you stay here for a little longer, the possibility of being killed by me is also very small. Just one more point."

"But you didn't leave, why?"

Tang Seng's eyes fell on Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo's face trembled, and he was about to open his mouth to answer. Tang Seng was the first to speak, "Knowing that there are many dangers, but you still have no hesitation to stay, then you are confident that you still have the power to crush and even kill me, right?"

Tang Seng smiled, "Let me guess, what is your self-righteous strength?"

While speaking, Tang Seng's footsteps swayed a few times, "This kind of power must not come from your own power!" Suddenly, his eyes suddenly went up, and he shot directly at the void above his head.

"Such power should come from behind you, the real power of a saint!"

Sure enough, this sentence just fell.

The starry sky above his head suddenly vibrated violently, and with a click, a crack extending across the sky exploded without warning. As soon as the crack opened, a dark aura rushed out from inside.

In the blink of an eye.

This little bit of black aura has already turned into a black sword that can't fall below a thousand feet.

Janus together!

A terrifying aura over the combined forces of Mr. Mo and his gang also erupted.