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Chapter 538: Forcibly Feng Zen

Chapter 538: Forced Zen

Wang Luo suddenly dissipated this breath, and he let him go. The warrior breathed for a long time, killing the enemy in one breath.

However, Wang Luo is a martial arts genius, and his breathing is almost the same as the first breath, without any shortening.

call……

Swirl of white smoke came out of his mouth and nose. Then, a knife sounded from his waist, a dragon howled under his feet, and his huge body slowly stretched out - half of his body swam into the imperial city.

The barefoot master was quite afraid, and then Lingzun shouted: "Let's take him down together." After that, the head of the world sect was muttering.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all qi.

Cultivate the catastrophe and prove my supernatural powers.

Inside and outside the three realms, only Tao is the only one who respects it.

There is golden light in the body, covering my body.”

It turned out to be the famous Taoist golden light mantra. This mantra was used by the Spirit Lord, which actually caused the dark clouds behind him to clear away. The golden light covered the whole body, which looked no worse than the Buddhist golden body.

As soon as the golden light came out, the Spirit Lord's body shook. The dragon energy attacked and avoided it under the golden light. It seemed that it could not be contaminated with the Spirit Lord's body.

Then the body of the Spirit Lord turned into a golden rainbow and rushed straight to the giant dragon that was the most threatening to temporarily restored from the dragon tendons.

It was also Wang Luo's biggest reliance, otherwise why did he go to the Nangong family to kill the dragon? Fortunately, there was You Chuyun helping him that time, otherwise he would have to make the giant dragon in Tianshui Lake bow his head and surrender, which would be almost impossible for human power to do.

Almost everyone did not expect that Wang Luo's purpose of killing the dragon was to prepare for complaints in Beijing.

When the Spirit Lord was flying at an extremely fast speed, eight flying swords appeared around his body. Each flying sword was exquisite in style. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a bronze structure.

"The Eight Swords of the King of Qin!"

Even the Queen of Great Zhou exclaimed: "I have seen these eight swords of Qin wang from Qinglian Tianzun back then. Tianzun used the eight swords of Qin wang from his original green lotus sword formation to kill the demons outside the domain. Even in the fairy world, it is a famous weapon.

Although as the times grow, the benefits of the Qin tyrant's eight swords have only dropped to the level of second-grade magic weapons. If a superb craftsman recasts and sacrifices, he will definitely be able to get the first-grade one."

"Empress, it's useless to say more. Fellow Taoist Lingzun takes action, let's take action together." The old Taoist monk responded with the second time, and he also used the magic of the sky, turning into a star to smash the dragon.

Then the empress and the barefoot master looked at each other. For some reason, the barefoot master vaguely noticed something.

However, he also summoned the lion lice again and blocked it. It turned out that the lion lice could still eat dragon energy when they opened their mouths and kept their mouths closed. As the number was too large, it would have swept away many dragon energy.

The three powerful people in the world took action together. Wang Luo, who was originally controlling the dragon tendon, had a sharp increase in his energy. He mixed with dragon energy and cut the golden light spell on the body of the Spirit Lord to a bean lamp, swaying, losing a lot of glory.

Ling Zun actually groaned, as if he was injured.

Wang Luo has been accumulating his strength for a long time. With the help of the dragon energy, he can at least respect the injury. However, the opponent has been famous for a long time. The eight swords of the Qin wang are as powerful as a rainbow, and this blow hit a draw.

As for the injury... Wang Luo glanced at Ling Zun in surprise and thought to himself that this old man was asking me?

But almost instantly, the monk and the old Taoist priest attacked at the same time.

After the barefoot master broke through the dragon energy, he took away the lion lice and stepped on it with his magical powers. It turned out that the barefoot master did not like to wear shoes, so he developed a pair of heavenly feet.

The old monk and Taoist monk were even more outrageous. A Vajra magic figure holding a demon-subduing pestle suddenly appeared behind him, and he actually drew a Taoist Eight Trigrams in his hand, and the Nine-level Demon Tower, spinning countless runes, transforming out.

The two powerful men attacked, how could Wang Luo dare to be careless? The black dragon claws under his feet slapped over and hit the old Taoist priest.

The Vajra Dharma Image resisted the dragon claw in one fell swoop. Although it was immediately dimmed, it really resisted the attack.

The runes of the Nine-level Demon-Standard Tower were also taken up, but the runes of the Taoist's demon-Standard Tower were not very useful. After all, the other party was an entity condensed by the dragon energy, neither human nor demon nor demon.

The dragon ignored the Taoist and bit the barefoot Taoist.

Wang Luo also slashed the dragon head again: "You boneless chicken feet dare to attack..."

When the barefoot master heard that he described his Tiancan foot as a boneless chicken claw, he immediately became angry and tightened his crotch. Tiancan foot immediately turned into a giant pillar and suddenly clamped it on the dragon head from both sides.

The cheeks on both sides of the dragon head were slapped by the sky's feet, and a lot of dragon energy suddenly disappeared. It seemed that the sky's feet on the barefoot man were indeed powerful.

But when Wang Luo pulled the dragon tendon, the whole black dragon suddenly disappeared out of thin air. He pulled the dragon tendon and came to the side of the barefoot man with the previous knife.

The old monk Taoist priest and the spiritual master almost didn't react, and the black dragon disappeared.

"Be careful when you are barefoot!" The old monk shouted loudly.

It turned out that Wang Luo had decided to raid the barefoot master, and the rest were entangled by the black dragon. At this time, the black dragon dispersed and was stunned.

The barefoot master did not expect that the body of the Martial Saint was moving so fast, as if it was a little faster than their teleportation. If he didn't use the method of tearing apart the space, he might be really inferior to him.

"Does a mere mage dare to fight me closely?"

Wang Luo mocked her, and her fist wrapped around the dragon tendon and punched her barefoot on the door like lightning.

With a click, the barefoot master was staggered by the punch of the Martial Saint opening the mountain and shaking stones.

It turned out that the sound was his protective jade pendant. This jade pendant was equivalent to setting up a protective barrier on his body to avoid accidental sneak attacks. Unexpectedly, Wang Luo was caught off guard and snatched the dragon tendon and punched him with a punch.

"I..." The barefoot master seemed to say something, and saw that he tore up the space and seemed to summon something.

However, Wang Luo came close to him, so he would not give him a chance. He held his fist and exerted force. His fist broke through the air and screamed and drew a half arc, hitting the barefoot man's belly.

collapse!

This punch turned out to be a sonic boom white barrier, the barefoot man was exposed to his liver, the man was beaten into a bow shape, his whole face was wrinkled into waste paper, and he almost turned his eyes. This time, there was no jade pendant to block the gun for him.

Fortunately, Wang Luo's fist was quick, so he changed his fist, not the hand that wrapped around the dragon tendon, otherwise the fate of the barefoot man would probably change greatly because of this punch.

Wang Luo had no time to punch the third punch because the monk's old Taoist priest's Vajra Dharma image had already opened its three heads and six arms, and he was about to hold him and tear him alive.

So Wang Luo used the dragon tendons as ropes and wrapped them around the waist of the barefoot man with a bang. He threw the top half a circle and threw the barefoot man to the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest had no choice but to restrain his power and catch the barefoot man.

"Battlefoot fellow Taoist, you're fine."

The barefoot master was a veteran master. Although his face was flushed and he could hardly speak, he adjusted his breath for several years and said tremblingly: "No... it's okay."

The old monk seemed to want to say something, but suddenly his expression changed, he threw the barefoot man, turned around and slapped it out.

Then he had a palm against the sneak attacker, but in a hurry, the old monk had no time to transfer his magic power. This palm might have eliminated only one-tenth of the opponent's power. Then a huge force of thunder and thunder hit the old monk's chest, and he could almost hear the sound of breaking in his body.

Then he fell from the clouds and hit the ground, covering his chest and spitting blood, his expression was suffocating.

The barefoot master was shocked and was successfully attacked by someone. The Queen of Great Zhou had already penetrated his belly and then knocked him down, who was seriously injured.

"For... why..."

The old monk Taoist priest and the barefoot master did not expect the rebellion of the two teammates. They were caught off guard and were seriously injured, especially the barefoot master, who had lost his body-protecting jade pendant and was directly penetrated by the empress.

The little girl-like empress seemed to dislike the blood on her arms, and hersed and evaporated immediately without leaving any trace.

Lingzun looked at her and nodded to each other.

Wang Luo was also shocked, but he did not forget to condense the black dragon again, holding the knife and watching the sudden internal strife.

"Empress, aren't you afraid of being refined by the prince?"

The barefoot master asked while vomiting blood. At this time, the two of them had already sat up cross-legged and took their own pills to regulate their breathing. They couldn't spend the energy for a while.

"So I can't let him ascend the throne... Qi Jinyu allows me to be free..." The Queen of Great Zhou did not hide anything and said bluntly.

Ling Zun glanced at the empress, but was questioned by the old monk Taoist priest: "Where is the Tianxia Sect? Ling Zun, what does your Tianxia Sect have to do with the throne? Isn't it all the same for you? The Tianxia Sect always has the supreme status of the five major sects and will not be shaken."

"If you don't understand, I don't blame you. My world sect is called the world sect, so naturally the world is the most important thing.

My world sect is not the world sect of the royal family, but the world sect of the people of the world.”

Lingzun said slowly: "For the sake of Tingfeng Realm, the prince cannot ascend the throne."

"Why? What's the difference?"

The old monk and Taoist priest never expected that the Lingzun, who had always been open and honest, would be so rebellious.

Lingzun raised his head and said, "We need the most powerful emperor of the human race now. I believe he is the strongest."

"Why? Where did your confidence come from?"

Lingzun didn't speak, but just looked at the top of Tianwang Mountain not far away.

The old monk followed his gaze and his whole body was shocked.

"I-I understand!"

The barefoot master spoke with difficulty: "What the hell is going on?"

"Qi Jinyu!"

The old monk and Taoist priest were both shocked: "Qi Jinyu would force the heaven and ceremonial ceremonies to snatch His Majesty's dragon energy, and then absorb the fairy energy to become the strongest emperor."

"So...so he doesn't have to serve the emperor..." Even the barefoot master gasped and said in a daze: "The fairy world has collapsed. All those who dare to be Fengshan are emperors with strong national fortunes. He was just a white man. With the little dragon energy he sucked when His Majesty died, he dared to force Fengshan to be Fengshan? This is simply seeking death!"

The old monk nodded heavily, and his voice and expression were harsh: "Lingzun, you are really confused. You will support such an impossible thing?"
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