Making Great Fortune Overnight

And the little bus blinked and laughed.

"Amitabha, I'd like to meet you Li Daoyou."

Wan Ming stepped out, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and his skin was shining with light golden light.

On the left, the purple sky is bright, with black hair like anger and dignified bearing. On the far right, Zhang Yulong, the great Shijiao, has already got up. There are two long dragons in both hands, and the sound of dragon chanting is repeated.

Finally, there is top Tianjiao.

And three at a time!

"Li Daoyou can choose any one, we have no opinion."

Zhang Yulong said with a smile.

All the people kept their eyes on Qin Lang's choice. Whether it's Wan Ming, Zi Tianming, or Zhang Yulong, it's not easy to be provoked. Which one Qin Lang faces will be a bitter battle. With these three top Tianjiao's abilities, Qin Lang's real strength is bound to be forced out.

The body that the sound originally wants to stand up, also slowly sits down.

She and Wan Ming and others are only between Bo Zhong. It's better to see them first than to fight by themselves.

"All three of you, I'm in a hurry."

Qin Lang stood with his hands on his back. He did not look at Wanming and others, but looked at Longjiang from afar.

"Arrogant!"

At this moment, with the three peerless Tianjiao's mind, I can't help but be angry. Even Yazi, or chilie, did not dare to fight against three. Qin Lang's attitude in this way was to despise everyone's arrogance.

"Boom

Zhang Yulong, the most hot tempered man, made a direct move. In his hands, two red swimming dragons were directly transformed into ten tens of feet long and roared.

The master of Dashi cult cultivates the essence and power.

Zhang Yulong's "chanting the rhyme by the dragon" is one of the highest and most dignified of the seven dharmas of the great world education. It's said that when he practiced to the extreme, he could imagine the 18 day dragon and suppress the world. Although Zhang Yulong did not reach this level, it was also terrifying.

"Bang."

Qin Lang smashed the red dragon with one hand. Pure by the strong mind, enough to break the steel column, extremely tough thinking long dragon, under Qin Lang's palm, like crisp paper paste.

"I'll take a look at it."

Zitianming opened his mouth and directly ejected a purple flame as thick as her arm.

The flame makes a noise in the air, burning the void. Heran is the unique skill of the purple fire god body of the purple family in the Brahma state, which is known as the refined immortal.

"Hoo."

Qin Lang blows out a breath, vigorous Qi into the tornado, and directly blows away the purple flame in the air.

"Good!"

Wan Ming is happy with his hunting, laughs and strides forward with a fist in his chest. He is covered in the golden awn, like arhat Ling dust, King Kong reincarnation. The power of that blow is enough to open the golden mountain and be invincible. No one in the younger generation dares to accept it.

But Qin Lang didn't dodge and let him punch him in the chest without moving the silk.

"It's my turn!"

In Wan Ming's startled eyes, Qin Lang raised his head, revealed a smile of white teeth, and then stretched out his right hand, gently clenched it into a fist and hit it.

Heaven and earth change!

"How could that be possible?"

As early as in Qin Lang, three people joined hands to fight, as well as the flesh to carry ten thousand Ming a tremor, the people were incomparably shocked. Zhang Yulong and Zi Tianming are the young generation of Shenxu realm, ranking in the top five.

In particular, the body of Wanming King Kong can shake the earth immortals with one blow.

Qin Lang did not dodge or dodge, but he shouldered a hard blow. What a terrible body? It is the sub son see, all look slightly changed, other people are more Leng in the spot.

But when Qin Lang's punch went out, they were not only shocked, but shocked!

"Boom!"

Qin Lang didn't use a single fist technique. He hit it with Zhenyuan. He was as powerful as the immortal. He fell from heaven and earth, just like the river in the nine days. It was overwhelming.

Wan Ming only had time to cross his chest with his hands and knead a Vajra bowl seal. He was beaten up by Qin Lang with a fist.

Qin Lang's fists hit him directly on his chest, causing Wan Ming to blow out a mouthful of gold blood. His chest sank fiercely. His body suddenly retreated. His feet were on the ground, pulling out deep gullies, and stepping back hundreds of meters directly!

"Hiss!"

This moment, even has been calm and calm snow, all pretty face slightly changed.

The body of Wanming King Kong is more powerful than the earth immortals. It is enough to withstand the chopping of flying sword. Even Qin Lang's fist can't be stopped? Directly injured?

However, a trace of regret flashed through Qin Lang's eyes.

After all, he was injured and not at his peak. Otherwise, with his ability to split the earth immortal with one hand, the great Zen master would not dare to take Qin Lang's punch here.

"Come again!"

Qin Lang drank high.

With a finger in the air, he spewed out a black flame, and the unicorn fire burned the void, and nothing could not be ignited. At the sight of the fire, zitianming's face suddenly changed violently. The purple Fire God's body moved to the top and made a series of fire walls, but it was completely burned through by the Kirin fire.

In the end, zitianming could only escape from the Kirin fire in a panic, and his body was covered with burns, and his black hair turned into nothingness.Then, Qin Lang glared at Zhang Yulong.

"Stab!"

The horror of the mind, through the eyes, directly hit Zhang Yulong. Zhang Yulong sneers at the fact that dashijiao is famous for its power of thinking. He is so powerful that he is not inferior to the immortal. Who dares to compete with him?

But when their minds collide.

Zhang Yulong's whole body was shocked, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices. He only felt his mind as if he had hit the towering Kunlun mountain. In an instant, he was scattered and his head was broken and bleeding.

Between the fingers.

Qin Lang's one fist, one finger and one eye defeated three Tianjiao in a row!

"Defeat the fist with fist, defeat the fire with fire, and defeat the mind with recitation. The southern emperor of Qin Dynasty not only has a fear of cultivation, but also has reached a very high level in terms of physical body, supernatural power and divinity, which is not inferior to the earth immortals! "

Sky snow pretty face is solemn way.

The rest of the elite in the court were shocked.

In particular, the sound is not only shocking. None of the three Tianjiao was weaker than her, but she was defeated by Qin lang. doesn't it mean that Qin Lang has surpassed the others and is the first one for this?

"I don't accept it!"

At this time, Wan Ming finally stopped his body. Although his chest was sunken and his mouth was spitting blood, his golden awn became more and more bright. His eyes turned into gold, and his breath rose instead of falling.

He raised his feet as if he had lifted Mount Tai, and walked out with difficulty.

"Boom!"

When Wanming stepped out, the whole heaven and earth roared, and the vitality of heaven and earth within a few miles of a square circle was completely shaken. Innumerable vitality swarmed in, gathered behind Wanming, forming a golden wheel of light.

Wan Ming stands in the wheel of light, holy and holy. The whole person is like Buddha.

"Fairy man!"

At this moment, even the eight immortals watching the battle raised their eyelids slightly.

Other disciples are more excited.

At this moment, we can finally see the all-out efforts of the peerless Tianjiao. The reason why Wanming and others can suppress the younger generation is that they have become immortals and can use the power of heaven and earth, far from being comparable to ordinary spiritual realms.

"I don't like it either!"

From the sky to the sky, the sky and the earth are surging and surging!

The purple sky is shrouded in the purple fire, just like the flame demon.

The second fairy!

Zhang Yulong, who was bleeding from his seven orifices, was even more laughing, like a maniac. The spirit of terror, like a mountain like sea, is rolling between heaven and earth, arousing the vigorous vitality. Four long dragons, far more powerful than before, came out of his back.

Zhang Yulong ascended the sky step by step, riding the wind and riding the dragon. His big sleeve was biased, like an immortal falling dust.

The third fairy!

In a flash, the three are extremely arrogant, and all of them are promoted into the realm of human beings and immortals. They have all kinds of breath, and heaven, and even attracted the nearby Longjiang River, so that the river water surging.

"What's going on?"

All the people in the court got excited.