Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Chapter 92

On the avenue hundreds of miles away from Da Ganwang,

A monk covered in golden light, standing with one hand on his chest, silently reciting scriptures in his mouth, walking barefoot, as fast as thunder!

The scary thing is that running at such a fast speed, on the road full of sand and dust, there is no dust.

Pedestrians stopped and marveled wherever they passed.

Practitioners with cultivation bases try to compete with them for speed,

But before urging the cultivation base, the monk had disappeared, and had to stand still, dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, the monk crossed hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers and came to the gate of Daganwang’s capital.

Looking at the majestic and majestic Dagan Wangcheng, the monk folded his hands together, muttered silently, and then said:

“The poor monk is exhausted, but the cause and effect came, please three benefactors to see you out of the city.”

Boom

The city gate slowly opened,

Three burly men, Chu Ba, Bai Tu, and Lu Fang, armed with a sword in their hands, walked through the city gate and came to Dujin.

Lu Fanglu grinned:

“Bald donkey, ten thousand years of grievances, now is over.”

With that said, Lu Fang picked up Fang Tian’s halberd and was about to smash it down.

Bai Tu’s hand pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his eyes were similarly bad.

Chu Ba held the Overlord’s spear in his hand and slammed it on the ground.

Du Jin squinted slightly, a look of surprise appeared on his face:

“You are no longer the body of the evil spirit, who is waiting for you to recreate the human body?”

As he said, Du Jin looked at the city gate behind the three:

“Emperor Dagan?”

“This is the reason why you surrendered to him?”

The three have different expressions, but they are silent.

Du Jin frowned, and after a while, his brows were loosened, he chanted in a low voice, and said:

“Whether it is the body of the evil spirit or the reshaping of the flesh, your sins will still exist,”

“Can’t escape, can’t escape,”

“Today, it is the poor monk who will save you and go to Xitian Bliss.”

As he spoke, the golden light from Du Jin’s body skyrocketed, and he raised his hand and patted the three of them:

“Fumo’s big mudra!”

If you change it to be in the eighteen cities of hell, the three Yinsha bodies, and the three of them must work together to receive this demon stunt.

But now, it’s different.

Lu Fang grinned and took a step out, and Fang Tian’s painted halberd in his hand drew an arc in the air and slammed on the big handprint.

boom!

Lu Fang stepped backwards, but his face was still hideous.

In the past, if Lu Fang took this trick alone, he would be seriously injured on the spot.

Now it’s only a half step back, without any damage, it is enough to show the power of this lotus body!

There was a touch of surprise in Du Jin’s eyes:

“You are not a mortal body, what the hell is it!”

Lu Fang waved Fang Tian’s painting halberd and said with a grinning smile:

“Bald donkey, now is different from the past. It’s a wishful thinking to rely on Jin Guang to suppress a certain one again.”

“Don’t intervene, let this bald donkey’s life when certain comes!”

Huh!

As he spoke, Lu Fang swept out of Fang Tian’s painted halberd, taking the top of his head.

With a solemn expression, Du Jin lifted up with one hand, holding the halberd abruptly,

Stepping out, making a seal with one hand, and slamming it on Lu Fang’s chest:

“Da Ri Fu Mo Fist!”

The golden light is shining, just like the sky in the sky,

For the three major ghosts and gods, this big day Fumo Fist was even more terrifying than Fumo’s big mudra.

It’s just that today’s Lu Fang is no longer a ghost or god, but a person who recreated the Lotus Dharma body.

The same is the realm of Xuanxian, although it is slightly inferior to the peak of Xuanxian,

But it’s not as strong as in the past.

“roll!”

Lu Fang clenched a fist in one hand and slammed his forehead directly towards Duzhu.

One punch for one punch!

What Lu Fang was fighting was his own lotus body, which was more resistant than the opponent’s empty golden body!

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the two of them all leaned back.

Lu Fang only felt a heartache in his chest, and it was not much better when he was exhausted.

The two of them held the Euphorbia, yanked them, and got close again with another punch!

boom!

Punches like thunder, punch after punch!

After 18 consecutive punches, Lu Fang’s chest sank and he vomited blood.

Du Jin’s eyes were red and golden blood oozes, but he still clung to Fang Tian’s painting halberd.

With a violent tugging, Lu Fang was pulled to front of him, and he was about to smash his life with a punch.

Lu Fang had already been beaten to the point where the blood in his body was tumbling. At this time, he was strong enough not to fall, and he had no power to fight again.

But he didn’t dare to let go and jump back, for fear that he would take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack and kill him with one blow.

He had to let go of Fang Tian’s painted halberd, cross his arms and protect his chest, and received the punch abruptly.

The burly body was directly hit by this punch and flew out,

Take one step out of the way, punch like a drum, take advantage of the momentum to chase, and kill with one blow!

The moment he saw the appearance of the three great ghosts and gods, he already understood that he was destined to die here.

At this time, Du Jin, his eyes were covered by the golden blood, but this did not prevent him, the Xuanxian pinnacle powerhouse, from killing people.

In my mind, the thought came up:

Although it is impossible to save the evil spirits and achieve the status of the World-Honored One.

But at least, one more scourge can be eliminated for the world!

boom!

Seeing that his fist was about to fall on Lu Fang’s forehead, suddenly, a gust of wind hit, and his strength was too old to escape, and the Overlord’s spear pierced his chest.

Shit!

The trend of the degree of progress stagnated, and then retreat violently!

A pair of barefoot plowed two deep gullies on the hard ground,

Back ten feet!

He was pierced through his chest by the Overlord Spear, but he still only retreated ten feet!

Lu Fang, who was lucky enough to escape the calamity, rolled on the spot and withdrew more than ten feet away, frightened.

He almost died at the hands of the bald donkey,

He glared at the two people in the field and yelled:

“What’s the matter with you!”

“Why don’t you shoot early!”

Bai Tu smiled:

“Don’t you want us to shoot?”

“Also, you want to kill this bald donkey alone?”

“How come you were almost killed by this bald donkey?”

Lu Fang choked for a while, gritted his teeth and couldn’t say a word.

He did give it up just now,

I thought that if I got the lotus dharma body, I would be able to smooth out the gap before,

Unexpectedly, he was almost killed.

He stared at the overlord’s spear nailed ten feet away, with golden blood flowing, but still standing tall, and he cursed inwardly:

“Damn, this bald donkey is so powerful.”

“I am waiting to fight alone, I am afraid that no one is his opponent.”

Chu Ba, who threw the Overlord’s spear, stared at Dujin not far away, and smiled:

“If you can’t beat it, you can’t beat it, don’t take me.”

As he said, Chu Ba walked towards Dujin step by step, his voice like Hong Zhong said:

“Du Jin, you are a real empty-door powerhouse, so let me give you the last ride.”