Chapter 568 Little Gold War Saint
The naked land turned into a huge battlefield. The Queen Mother of the West turned her body and smiled indifferently at the lotus red dress behind her and said, "Red clothes, you go to fight this first scene."
"Yes!"
The lotus red clothes salute, flying, the clothes fluttering, the fairies are like waves, and the white clouds under their bare feet are surrounded by fog, giving people a sense of natural harmony between Taoism and falling into the battlefield.
"Guys, the red clothes are now the later cultivation of the golden fairy. Please choose a golden fairy to fight with me! According to the regulations of the Queen Mother of the West, you don't have to keep your hand from me. Of course, I won't show mercy!" The lotus red dress opened her mouth and was astonous as a fairy.
Xiaojin, Bai Cangzi, and the four evil demons are all golden immortals. Even if they are strong, everyone looks at each other and are eager to try.
"It's still me, Xiao Jin!"
rubbing his hands, Xiao Jin took the lead and stepped into the red battlefield with a bang.
"Amitabha, Xiaojin, you should pay attention. Don't show off your ability. If you are not defeated, just admit defeat. Do you know?" With a warm heart, Moke said. Moke knows too much about Xiao Jin's character. Naturally, he will not miss this kind of fighting method. However, among the people present, Xiaojin is now strong. After all, it has obtained the inheritance of the Great Sage. Bai Cangzi, two precious innate spiritual treasures cannot be used, but it is weaker than Xiaojin.
"Hey hey..... Brother, don't worry, Xiao Jin is confident to defeat this little girl!" In the blink of an eye, Xiao Jin responded.
The lotus red clothes wears a pair of crystal jade feet, floating in the void, as if they were going to go in the wind. Seeing Xiaojin fall into the field, she smiled and suddenly shouted delicately, and thousands of white holy lights blooming all over their bodies. Inside them, one figure after another appeared, making a sound of ancient singing, which was actually a full of 3,000.
"Three thousand singing!"
Lian Hongyi is indeed worthy of being the saint of Yaochi. She seemed to be a weak little woman, but her action was boundless. In an instant, the whole red battlefield was filled with glory. A sound seemed to sound the sound of magic Zen singing, which was mysterious and kept penetrating into everyone's ears, which was trance and difficult to control.
Although the fight between the two was inside the red battlefield, the mysterious singing sound came out, that is, the strength of the seven princess immortals in the later period, which was dizzy and could not be balanced.
Obviously, these three thousand chants are an extremely powerful soul hypnotic attack magic power.
"What a bullshit, get out of here! With a stick in hand, I have it all over the world!" Xiao Jin shouted violently, and the golden flames all over his body rose. Unexpectedly, he was not moved at all. A dark giant stick appeared in his palm, emitting a fairy atmosphere, which was a top-quality fairy weapon.
"Rumble..."
The next moment, Xiao Jin shook his body and turned into a 100-meter tall, like a huge ape, powerful and unparalleled. He held a huge stick and hit it down with a fierce blow!
"Eight-nine Xuangong, immortal golden body!"
Lian Hongyi was shocked and seemed to knock out the magic power cultivated by Xiao Jin. His body was as beautiful as a butterfly, which was beautiful and touching. Unexpectedly, he ignored the brilliance of the sky and his hands moved. In an instant, he made hundreds of millions of fingerprints. At the same time, the 3,000 singing magic power, which has just been powerful and most confusing, was swept away by a huge stick by Xiao Jin.
"Water cloud anger!"
The lotus red jade hand is pinched, shooting out a fairy spirit, white and flawless, as soft as a cloud, but it is vast and magnificent. It was stirred, high, lingering, and long. In the end, these immortals suddenly changed, as if they had melted everything, and finally broke away. In an instant, they turned into a sea of swords, and each sword emitted a wisp of horror, which was extremely deterrent and penetrated fiercely.
Water clouds are angry, and thousands of swords pierce the heart.
"Hahahaha... The little lady has some own destiny. Look at my Xiaojin's 72 sticks and sweep thousands of troops!" Xiao Jin laughed, and the huge stick swept and collapsed in all directions, directly and brazenly hit the fairy sword.
"Puff..."
In an instant, countless seemingly horrible fairy swords collapsed and disappeared, and Xiaojin's arms were numb, but his eyes were hot, his fighting spirit was high, and his huge body was shocked. A blow was mysteriously and unparalleled, covering the sky and the sun. It was covered from the void, majestic, towering, repressive, heavy, and gave birth to a mantis arms. The illusion of being a car.
In the face of his counterattack, Lian Hongyi was extremely calm, and countless fairy lights popped up again, turning into sharp fairy swords, as young as dragons and snakes, unpredictable, some as hot as fire, some as soft as spring breeze, some as continuous as water, and some as solemn as wind and frost.
"Rumble..."
You are ever-changing, thousands of immortal swords, I will only open it and break it with one blow. Xiaojin is extremely brave, one stick hits out, and his arrogance is getting higher and higher. Her graceful posture, lotus red clothes are empty and bright, and there is no panic at all. It seems that no matter how fierce and hegemony Xiao Jin is, she can dodge lightly.
For a while, the whole red battlefield roared and the violent energy swept over, but there was a mysterious force that suppressed all the aftermath of the raging energy, and even Xiaojin and Lian Hongyi could not teleport.
On the battlefield, the 100-meter giant ape turned into a little gold roared and bravely crowned the world, and the lotus red clothes flashed and moved to fight with it. Everyone watched the fight carefully. Moke suddenly glanced at the Queen Mother of the West and saw a faint arc at the corners of the other party's mouth, as if the victory was in hand.
Although Moke has great confidence in Xiao Jin's combat strength, but when he thinks of the expression of the Queen Mother of the West, he has no reason to feel awe.
"Dang!"
A long bell rang through Yaochi. In the battlefield, a treasure bell appeared in the hands of lotus red clothes, which was as white and flawless as mutton fat and jade. It flowed treasure, emitting a terrible sound wave like a tsunami, and there was a kind of flame of collapse and earth that destroyed everything.
The towering little gold roared. Just now, the top fairy stick in his hand was shocked by the treasure clock and immediately cracked ferocious cracks and fragmented.
This precious bell, with a faint chaotic flow, turned out to be an innate spiritual treasure!
"Dang!"
Baozhong shook again, and immediately another horrible sound wave hit. Xiao Jin was furious, roared, and his whole body suddenly squirmed. In an instant, his body shrank ten times, leaving only ten meters high and low. However, the breath around him soared several times in an instant, fierce, like a peerless beast.
"Puff..."
Like the rain hitting the banana, the sound wave hit the little golden body, and his face changed slightly, and then he let out a wilder roar. Step out, he stepped out, extremely majestic, hearty and there was a heroic smell of sword enemies and blood splashing five steps.
"Eight-nine Xuangong gathers the golden body, and six reincarnation fists break the sky!"
Little Jin roared and punched out. He was magnificent, fierce and domineering. His eyes stood upside down. Behind him appeared a small golden world, full of a mysterious and great atmosphere. Finally, the small world flowed out of golden brilliance and turned into golden chains in an instant. The son, like a golden chain of order, came out.
Xiao Jin's pair of golden fists have a kind of smashing vacuum and breaking all obstacles.
"Dang! Dang! Sang!....."
The face of Lian Hong's clothes changed, and the bell in his palm shook violently, turning into a horrible sound wave after another. Finally, he blocked this horrible punch. However, before waiting for her to stop for a moment, Xiao Jin roared like a violent god of war, and six reincarnation fists were beaten again.
Six reincarnation fist, which is a famous great power. It deviates the six reincarnations, wears everything, and bombards everything. It is a great killing power. It is obtained when Xiaojin obtains the inheritance of the Great Sage. This magic power is used to consume its own potential. Once it is used, it often takes a period of rest, but it can be exploded. It is amazingly powerful and terrible.
72 sticks, Xiaojin can only use only one-third of the sticks now, which is weaker than these six reincarnation fists. Coupled with the destruction of the huge stick in his hand, it no longer uses, but uses six more horizontal reincarnations.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
A punch came out, and the little gold was full of golden light. The six small worlds behind him rotated and shattered everything. The golden chain was as an entity, one after another intertwined, wrapped around the little golden fist, brilliant and frightening.
Xiaojin and Lian Hongyi have used all kinds of means. One seems to be a cold fairy falling dust, and the other is boiling, such as the god of war reborn in the fire, especially Xiaojin, who exerted six reincarnation fists with all his hands turned into a big golden grinding disc, with a mysterious pattern on it. Between the waves, the sky and the earth cracked. Holding the bell, the lotus red dress is light and empty, and his hands keep moving, shooting out a wisp of white fairy light, constantly resolving, and becoming more and more weak.
Being beaten by Xiaojin, even if there is a treasure clock in his hand, he can't reverse the situation. Lian Hongyi seemed to be a little angry and suddenly let out a clear roar, emitting endless glow all over his body, dazzling, turning into one bright after another, full of fairy fog, as if to feathers and flying immortals, without a trace of dust.
In this brilliance, the lotus red clothes are like a cold fairy, like flying in the wind, a huge and frightening force is rapidly converging...
Xiao Jin, who was originally more and more brave, suddenly became gloomy after feeling this change. In the end, he no longer took the opportunity to attack, but wrapped his hands around him, like holding a baby, giving people a distant and mysterious artistic conception.
Compared with the change of Lian Hong's clothes, Xiao Jin put on such a strange posture of hugging a baby, which is not surprising in the eyes of everyone. But both the moral Taoist and the Western Queen Mother are one, especially the Western Queen Mother, who frowned slightly and muttered four words "God of pregnancy?"
"Flying heroes and flying immortals, flowers bloom in one thought!"
All kinds of colorful clouds flew and transformed into various mythical beast forms. Dragon, Phoenix, Kirin, Kunpeng, everything was intertwined with each other. The lotus red clothes murmured, and white flowers emerged and bloomed one after another. The petals crystal and fell down. Each petal made a song like crying, sad and sad sound.
The most permeating thing is that these white flowers have turned into blood red in vain, bloody, sad and beautiful, one after another, shocking.
With a sad look on his face, Lian Hongyi suddenly put on a gesture of twisting flowers and pointed to Xiao Jin Yaoyao!