Chapter 509: Do you dare to come?

The Phantom Demon Master could hardly believe his eyes. Don’t say that you are a disciple of the Great Buddhist Sect that you have never heard of. Even if you are a disciple of a large sect, you would not dare to talk to the Phantom Demon Master’s generation!

Zhou Liang slowly closed his hands, looking at Yang Peng in his palm with clear patterns, and sneered, "Give you ten breaths to beg for mercy to me. Don't tell me what kind of successor you are. If this is the case, you will die even more painful!"

Jian Ming wanted to take a step forward, but Jian Wuming reached out to stop him gently, shook his head, "I have been in Longmen Inn for so long, do you still have this little compassion?" Jian Ming looked at his master and uncle, and said nothing in silence!

Yang Peng was angry. Penglai's illusion was damaged, and the magical sword was cracked like this. He completely lost this battle!

Ten breaths passed by. Yang Peng liked Mi Xue, a demon cultivator who loved Mi Xue very much. After this battle, even if he was defeated, he believed that no one dared to say that he was not a genius demon cultivator, because Penglai Illusion, Penglai Magical Weapon, Illusion Demon Sword Sword Control Power, and the fourth level of the Illusion Realm, these magical powers are definitely not something that ordinary monks can arrange!

Not to mention a monk like Ju Duzi, even a genius like Xu Fan Feng Liuren, it is hard to say that he is Yang Peng's opponent. All this can only show one fact, that is, there are too many secrets in this kid!

Looking at Zhou Liang's peaceful smile, he felt his heart pounding. He suddenly wanted to open his mouth. At this moment, Yang Peng watched, Zhou Liang's pupils seemed to transform into a kaleidoscope!

His eyes turned into three black lines. From a distance, it looked like a scattered leaf petal, which was the legendary kaleidoscope eye!

At this moment, Yang Peng's expression suddenly became blurred briefly. He murmured, "If you want to kill, kill, I will not surrender!"

Zhou Liang's kaleidoscope's eyes retreated, his face smiled, and looked around. His hands closed faster. In less than a breath, a generation of genius died!

Jian Ming watched all this. He had been practicing in Longmen Inn for many years and could be said to be accustomed to life and death, but he had never seen a young monk. He was so cruel that while chatting and laughing, the masts and oars were destroyed as they were.

The leader of the Phantom Demon Cult looked crazy, his whole body was flying with a ferocious expression, and his illusion was floating around, as deep as a sea of ​​injustice!

"I swear here that I will kill you with my own hands and avenge my disciple!" The Phantom Demon Sect Master said coldly, and his seat was frozen directly by the bone-killing intention!

Zhou Liang clasped his hands together. Since my little ancestor was meditating, he naturally wanted to archways. "Amitabha!" He kept reciting the sutra of rebirth in his mouth!

Just now, while his hands were folded, a corpse slid silently and landed on the ground with a light bang. Everyone looked at the track!

Yang Peng died with his eyes closed and bent down slightly, and golden words appeared from Zhou Liang's mouth, "Donor Yang Peng, rest in peace. After the little monk died, he would definitely go to Ashui Hell. At that time, you have to seek revenge on the little monk, so you can do whatever you want, Amitabha!"

Yue Qingque looked at the little monk in front of him in shock. After his death, a phantom suddenly appeared in front of him. This phantom was so similar to Zhou Liang fifteen years ago. Zhou Liang was so decisive and cruel to kill the East China Sea monks in the East China Sea. He was also so decisive and cruel, and swallowing the golden elixir was like a sugar bean!

Yue Qingque shook his head and looked again. He was still wearing white clothes, red lips and white teeth, still compassionate face, and still a genius disciple of the Great Buddhism. Zhou Liang chuckled gently, Zhou Liang or Zhou Liang!

Huangfu Xinjian was also quite shocked. This boy was really cruel and ruthless. He was wearing the cloak of a Buddhist son, but he was doing something about Moro. This boy must know that even if he let Yang Peng go, Yang Peng would not let him go in the future. Since he had completely offended the illusion and demonic way, he would not kill Yang Peng completely today to eliminate future troubles and be really decisive!

Zhou Liang himself did think so. Yang Peng would not kill today. With his qualifications, sooner or later, he would be a great enemy. He would be kind to his enemies who are already merciless and stupid to himself!

He gently came to Mi Xue, "Donor Mi Xue, you have killed a kind-hearted person, and you feel guilty!"

Michelle shook her head gently, "I didn't kill him!"

"Although you didn't kill Boren, Boren died because of you!" Zhou Liang chuckled, "Now the leader of the Phantom Demon Sect knows that Yang Peng has stood up for you, but he was killed by me. What should you do with the plan now?"

Zhou Liang slanted his eyes and glanced at Wu Jiuzhou with a gentle look, chuckling in his heart. Since you want to play, I will play with you to the end. "This must be the leader of Wu Jiuzhou!"

Wu Jiuzhou's shriveled lips shriveled again. This kid was a disaster everywhere. Now he came to him without saying a word, so there must be no good things!

"Since donor Mi Xue intends to let me fight with donor Yang Peng, it is a kind of martial arts competition to attract brides. Now that the winner is decided, why not?" Zhou Liang laughed twice, and that expression!

Wang Yi looked at it twice and suddenly felt a familiar feeling. Who is he? Who can still be so vulgar? He actually hadn't seen anyone in his heart for many years!

Qinglin looked shocked. The moment the little monk smiled, his eyes were so similar, he thought too much, he really looked like Zhou Liang. Is he the husband? He seemed to feel a little similar again. Mo Junyi couldn't help but ask, "Sister, why are you staring at this little monk!"

Maybe it was just the same vulgarity. Qinglin shook her head. The spiritual root attribute of this person is a single spiritual root, and her lips are red and her teeth are white. My husband is not that beautiful. Besides, this person is a monk. I can't tell how old he is. He chuckled and shook his head. It seems that he missed his husband for a long time. His husband has been practicing for more than 30 years. How could he be so vulgar?

Zhou Liang looked at Qinglin and chuckled, feeling relieved. The two laughters he had just now really exposed the essence. Fortunately, Qiu Chu's skin was good!

"I wonder what Wu Jiuzhou Sect's idea is?" Zhou Liangtian asked shamelessly. The four wives are here, and Zhou Liang has no intention of treating Mi Xue. It's just that I will give you a favor except for an admirer. No matter how much you have to pay back this favor!

Wu Jiuzhou's shriveled lips and gently pursed his lips, making people look even more shriveled. He immediately sneered, and a worn pot in his hand swung out and flew towards Zhou Liang. There was a slight black suction force, trying to suck Zhou Liang into it, "Stinky monk, you have offended the illusion demon. It's a matter of time before death. It's enough for me to see you die. Could it be that my sect leader will take action?"

Everyone nodded in their hearts. This little monk was really crazy. He was doing all kinds of knowledge and knowledgeable people. He had never heard of any big Buddhist sect. Seeing that Zhou Liang was a little ungrateful, Huangfu Xinjian was about to come forward to persuade him, but Zhou Liang had already spoken!

"If the two sect leaders join forces, it must be fine!" Zhou Liang laughed and flew to the high platform. His body was straight and his white clothes were fluttering. "Do you dare to come, two sect leaders?" The voice was swinging, and the ripples spread throughout the circle!
Chapter completed!