Step Back! Master is Here!

"If you agree, let's get started," Tang Luo said.

"it's here?"

The Moon Palace crowded and started now? This demon monk is too anxious, right?

Although the space of the main hall is not small, everyone is a master on the rivers and lakes.

Even if it is not a holy warrior, the martial arts of the Moon Palace is also a skill in light exercise. When it is displayed, the space of the main hall is definitely not enough.

Moreover, the battle was severely damaged, and it took time and money to rebuild it.

Moon Palace naturally also has a martial arts field, which can be used for duels.

Going there is most suitable.

Everyone is a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes. There is not so much attention. When they fight, they still have to bathe and burn incense.

But I started working in the hall, which was too particular.

"Yes, it's all right here," said Tang Luo. "Relax, it will end soon, and ... will not break your house."

"Who do you want to fight with?" Yue Gong Gong Zhu asked.

"Let's go together." Then Tang Luo reached out his hand.

Terrible coercion emanated from him. For a while, everyone in Yue Gong seemed not to be alone, but a mountain that appeared before him and began to keep rising.

Every inch of space in the main hall is shrouded in the breath of the other party.

With the pressure, the air becomes extremely sticky, as if in a quagmire.

Everyone started to use internal forces to reduce the pressure around them. That's why, everyone still feels like being in the water.

Every move brought huge resistance.

"It is indeed a fourth-degree demon!"

The head of Yuegong Palace said, the robes on his body moved, and the colorful immortals floating in the back, the colorful lights began to radiate a little.

The same rainbow appeared in the main hall.

Now that Tang Luo has started, these people are naturally not polite.

The ten elders' bodies changed rapidly, centered on the lord of the Moon Palace, standing in various directions.

The sharp sword in his hand danced slowly and echoed with the colorful halo.

"Not bad." Tang Luo said, his palms stretched out casually.

Suddenly, strong winds rolled up in the main hall. These winds were very interesting. They distorted the eyes of everyone and could clearly see the formation of the "wind".

You can also hear the sharp wind of howling echoing in the main hall.

However, there is no "wind".

The people's hair never fluttered, and the clothes' corners didn't wiggle. Even if they were placed in the main hall, there was a scent of incense burner.

The invisible power fell, and the figures of the Moon Palace suddenly became unstable.

The colorful sword shadows that started to shake began to shake.

The head of the Moon Palace Palace looked stunned, and grabbed the colorful fairy pheasants with his hands, and trembled gently.

A crisp sound.

Tang Luo's side suddenly appeared a large number of ribbons, one by one as straight as a sword, sharp as a knife, straight toward Tang Luo.

Tang Luo was still sitting on the wooden chair, and even leaned slightly on the back of the chair instead of sitting upright.

Ignoring the ribbon around him completely, his outstretched palm was fully extended.

A lot of ribbons hit Tang Luo, but he couldn't shake his white hair at the moment of hitting.

All the ribbons looked like foam, shattered and disappeared, leaving only a few colorful ripples.

As soon as the prince of the palace of the palace was surprised, he did not expect that the illusion was also fake, and it was so easily broken by the other party.

Illusion is the ability of the colorful immortals, and the true and false changes, as long as the mind is taken away, any trace of shaking heart is generated.

Then what is false becomes true.

Those ribbons turned into bubbles, and even Tang Xuanzhang's dress angle could not be hurt. It can only prove that his heart is as strong as iron and is not affected at all.

The airflow was spinning and the white spirit was clearly visible.

A huge palm composed entirely of vigor suddenly appeared above the heads of the people in the moon palace, shrouding it.

The prince of the palace of the moon shook the colorful fairy once again.

The colorful immortals slid across a perfect arc, and the elders of the Moon Palace sighed in unison, with the sharp sword in their hands, and suspended in midair.

After a short while, he flew up, under the huge palm above his head.

Many elders are all pale, shaking their bodies and shaking, the power from their palms makes them feel like a mountain is coming, overwhelming.

Make them almost unsustainable.

Fortunately, the colorful immortals are flying in the sky, bringing all the people together.

Use the power of everyone to fight against this uprising hand.

The raging spirit raged between the palms, and finally the wind came, sweeping everyone's clothes and long hair.

The veil of the palace master was torn and spinning in the air.

"Oh." Ao Yulie whispered.

The beauty of Yuegeonggong ’s beautiful crown was absolutely stunning, but it was just above his left face with a long scar.

As her power moved to the extreme, the scar had turned red and swelled slightly.

It's like a "new birth", and even blood has dripped.

The blood slowly slipped along the cheeks, flying in the palms of vitality and disappearing.

The head of Yuegong Palace looked indifferent, and was not angry because he was seen by outsiders, and did not lose his mind.

This attacking method is useless to her!

Fight, this has just started ...

Tang Luo smiled, his palm suddenly turned.

The action of pressing down the palm of your hand has turned your palm up, from being shrouded to being in control!

For a time, the world turned over.

Everyone in the Moon Palace lost control of the weapon in a short time, and those sharp swords fluttered and struck, making a crunching sound.

At the same time, they also lost control of their bodies.

Heaven and earth, including the Lord of the Moon Palace, the boundaries between heaven and earth are no longer clear, and what is stepping on the feet is no longer the earth.

It's not the sky above.

The violent power completely confused their perception.

When I went back to God a little bit, I found that a group of people had done all they could to shake, or fell into a huge palm.

Like little bugs, they are controlled by the palm of the hand.

The ribbons on the main body of the Moon Palace Palace dazzled with seven colors of light. Her figure recovered first.

The colorful immortals are flying and dancing beautifully as if dancing.

Dance in the palm, but the power that can be released is to tear up the palm that controls them.

A shocking dance!

Tang Luo's face remained unchanged, and his fingers were gathered.

"Tianyu" changed color at this moment, the five giant pillars blocked everything, shrouded and suppressed the colorful light.

The main body of Yuegong Palace shook and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The rest were powerless and could only watch the fingers of violent breath fall.

Like the calamity, they came upon them.

"call--"

In the main hall, a real breeze finally blew.

The sandalwood in the incense burner was burning, the white smoke emitted was swaying, blown away, and then slowly recovered.

The moment the palm finally fell, from the amount of violent violence that tore apart, turned into a breeze.

The sharp sword fell from the air and pierced into the ground in front of everyone.

The hilt was still trembling slightly, and the sound of Jianming's soft moan echoed in the main hall.

Ten of the elders fell down, and the only one who was still able to stand was the Lord of the Moon Palace.

It was just a puddle of blood on the clothes in front of him, but it looked like the most injured person among the people present.

"The lord of the palace!"

An elder returned to his side, exclaimed, and wanted to stand up, but felt his legs soft and fell to the ground again.

I could only turn my head and glance at Tang Luo with a hate.

"What is this move?"

Yuegong Palace asked.

"Liuli Nirvana's big handprint · Buddhism in the palm of the hand." Ao Yulie started to answer instead of Tang Luo.

Well, in other words, it was just a casual name.

Tang Luo glanced at Ao Yulie, and did not refute the disciples' faces, saying that the "big handprint" was true, and that the Buddha country in the palm of his hand was false, and he was blind.

"This is the poor monk who won," said Tang Luo, in a firm tone.

"It was the master who won." Yue Gong Gong Zhu said with a breath.

If the last moment is not the mercy of the opponent, it is unknown how many people they can survive.

Not to mention, she has already used the colorful fairy.

Really used the strength of the holy soldier!

In the end, he didn't even hurt each other's clothes.

From beginning to end, the fourth-degree demon monk just sat there, reached out, shrouded, flipped, and gathered.

That's it, it's an understatement.

Even when the confrontation is the most fierce, it has not seen any hard work, let alone, it can be closed at the last minute.

"Return the weapon to its original owner", and even turn it into a breeze ...

This strength has completely surpassed their imagination.

It is true that the colorful immortals are not really the kind of weapons for fortifying the nine holy soldiers.

The lethality and destructive power are not on the same level compared to the rest of the holy soldiers.

The combat environment in the main hall is not completely without tricks, so that the flying power of the colorful immortals and the body of the moon palace are slightly limited.

But this cannot hide the power of this demon monk.

Holding the holy soldier, the original style of painting is different from the people of the rivers and lakes.

This man is already very different from everyone without a holy soldier.

The world's first throne, at this moment, officially changed hands.

Fortunately, everyone's "competition" was conducted in the main hall, and the power was not released to the outside.

The disciples outside Yuegong don't even know what happened.

When they were discussing what happened to Xuanzang's master and apprentice at the Moon Palace, the first duel had already settled.

Ao Yulie next stepped forward: "Which female Bodhisattva, fight with me?"

With a smile, the invited information is not like a fight with someone-even if you want to fight with someone, it is a type of competition.

It gives people a very strong feeling: once they fight, they will become frowning and flirting.

Moon Palace Palace Lord was silent.

To be honest, with his personality, there should be a romantic atmosphere for the people of the rivers and lakes.

At this time, ~ www.readwn.com ~, of course, come to the sentence: "No need, we give up in the second game", is the most important.

The strongest masters in the Moon Palace, coupled with the power of the colorful fairy tales, were still defeated by Master-Zhen.

Where are the disciples holding the two holy soldiers weak?

In the second game, the odds are slim.

The first game was defeated in this manner. To be honest, it has deprived the heart of the Yuegong Palace master and an elder.

No longer fighting.

This situation, Ao Yulie has seen many times on the westbound road.

Master often beats those goblins who don't want to, and "kills" have to be worried.

All kinds of being beaten out are very miserable.

These people in Yuegong are similar.