Chapter 199 Gathering at the Same Door

Jin Yao's body is full of momentum. Zhuge Fuliang and Su Xiaobai suppressed their cultivation in the spiral period. Obviously, Jin Yao wanted to convince them with absolute strength.

Zhuge Fuliang's eyes showed a cold light, and his fists were clenched together fiercely. Seeing Jin Yao, Zhuge Fuliang had an impulse to kill him.

"Two people, I like that skull. Can you give up your love?" Jin Yao's eyes are aggressive, and his momentum becomes stronger and tougher.

Su Xiaobai snorted and said, "I like the woman next to you. I don't know if I can give up my love?"

"What! You..." Jin Yao's face changed, and the plain face standing behind him frowned tightly, and there was a little murderous intention in his eyes.

Even Zhuge Buliang was very surprised. Su Xiaobai, who was usually silent, actually came out such a sentence at the critical moment. Maybe he stayed with Zhuge Buliang for a long time, and those who were close to Zhu were black. Again, it's not easy to learn, but it's easy to learn bad.

"You... This is looking for death!" Jin Yao took a step forward and his eyes were forceful. He really didn't expect that the two practitioners in the rotation period would dare to contradict him.

Su Xiaobai snorted coldly and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Zhuge Butiao.

Zhuge Fuliang took a deep breath and said, "This man is left to me..."

Su Xiaobai frowned, but still nodded. With his strength, it is not difficult to see the cultivation of Jin Yao and plain face. Jin Yao is in the fifth level of the Jindan period, and his plain face is just the peak of the spiral period.

Zhuge Buliang stepped forward, and the crystal-like skull in his hand was put into the universe bag. He stared at Jin Yao with burning eyes and sneered, "You gave me a good reason to kill you."

"Hm?" Jin Yao was stunned when he heard the words and didn't understand what Zhuge Fuliang was talking about. He turned his head and took a look at the plain face and said, "Yan'er, you step aside first."

Su Yan nodded obediently, and Liu frowned. Somehow, since she came to this desert island, she always felt a burst of restlessness. This feeling was not even clear to herself, but she wanted to catch it but she couldn't catch it.

"What are you fighting with me during the rotation period?" Jin Yao was extremely conceited, with his hands behind his back, his head held high, and he was in high spirits.

Zhuge's eyes were cold. Without saying much, he took action directly. With a turn of his palm, a terrible fluctuation swept out, like thousands of troops and horses pumping, and like a tsunami rolling.

Jin Yao's face changed, and he really didn't expect that a monk in the spinning period could make such a violent attack.

The golden light surged on Jin Yao's body, and his palms were pushed out. The golden Zhenyuan wave swept out, and the two violent Zhenyuan forces collided. The whole abandoned hall shook for a while, Jin Yao's face turned pale, and he stepped back a few steps.

At this time, Zhuge Buliang approached like a phantom, and the purple crystal on his palm of his hand stimulated Gu Wu Aoyi and punched Jin Yao.

"Scold!"

Jin Yao's hands changed quickly, and the void was drawn, and a horrible golden sword spirit flew out, facing Zhuge.

But under the fierce attack of Zhuge Buteng, the golden sword spirit instantly shattered into nothingness.

The ancient martial arts are invisible and phaseless, but every time Zhuge Buliang punches, he has the power to destroy the mountain collapse.

"Bum!"

The fists were intertwined, and there seemed to be a muffled thunder in the abandoned hall. Jin Yao only felt that the blood in his body was churning, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood almost spewed out.

"Kill!"

Zhuge Butang's eyes were awe-inspiring. He raised his hand and pointed, and his fingers were purple and crystal clear, penetrating the space.

"Boom!"

Jin Yao sacrifices a tower-shaped magic weapon. The pagoda has seven layers, and each layer is illuminated with different colors of brilliance. The seven-story pagoda flew to Zhuge Fuliang, under the empty cover.

The violent fluctuations are as turbulent as the sea.

"Boom!"

Zhuge's body was like a blazing purple flame. He punched the seven-story pagoda, and the pagoda vibrated and almost flew backwards. Sweat oozed from Jin Yao's forehead, and then he found that the Sanxiu in the spiral period in front of him was actually a master.

With a finger of Jin Yao's formula, the seven-story pagoda was shining, and a light curtain was lowered to Zhuge's cover.

Zhuge Buliang stepped forward. Every step he took was to stir up the veins of the earth, and the whole waste hall was trembling. The seven-story pagoda was shocked, and the falling light curtain collapsed two feet in front of Zhuge Bright.

The momentum is surging, and Zhuge Fuliang has shown all his strength.

"You are the repairer of the Jindan period!" Jin Yao's face changed greatly.

"You must die!" Zhuge Buleang showed a ferocious smile. Over the years, he has waited for this moment for too long.

"Bum!"

Zhuge Buzuo turned his palm and turned the seven-story pagoda with great strength. The seven-story pagoda was dim for a while, and there were some cracks.

"Hum~~~"

The sound of the piano is arrayed, the fingers are waved without makeup, the strings vibrate, and the nine dragons fly out, winding towards Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Fuliang frowned and raised his hand to grasp the void. Suddenly, the shadow of nine dragons was bound by Zhuge Fuliang. The purple light flashed on his palm, and the nine dragon sounds shattered in an instant, turning into a little starlight.

"What..." The plain face changed, the jade hands kept waving, and the sound blades flew out one by one, but these attacks were all smashed between Zhuge's fingers.

"Brush!"

At this moment, a simple bronze mirror floated from the top of Jin Yao's head. The style of the bronze mirror was simple and full of evil.

"Yan Magic Mirror!" Zhuge Bliang exclaimed that the style of the mirror in Jin Yao's hand was the same as that of Yan's magic mirror. At the beginning, it was precisely because of the local-level magic weapon of Yan Magic Mirror that it brought the disaster of killing to Zhuge Bu Liang. Seeing this mirror again now, Zhuge Butliang can't help but be moved.

Jin Yao raised his hand and hit the Yan magic mirror. Yan magic mirror filled with a gloomy atmosphere. In the bronze mirror, there seemed to be hundreds of ghosts flashing.

Zhuge Buteng breathed a sigh of relief. This is not the real Yan magic mirror, but an imitation of the Yan magic mirror. It is expected that Pang Guang will not hand over a grade magic weapon to Jin Yao. This Yan magic mirror is definitely an imitation made by Pang Guang through the real Yan magic mirror.

"Oh~~~"

It's like thousands of demons roaring, showing a terrible fluctuation in the imitation Yan magic mirror. In an eye, thousands of ghosts rushed out of the prevention and control Yan magic mirror, roaring and roaring to Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Buteng sneered. This Yan magic mirror was originally a magic weapon of ghosts, and Zhuge Buteng was proficient in ghosts. Moreover, this Yan magic mirror is simply an imitation. It is only equivalent to a general yellow-level superior magic weapon, and it has not yet entered the ranks of Xuanpin.

The ghost roared and roared.

Zhuge is not bright and secretly runs the ancient martial arts Aoyi, and the ancient martial arts Aoyi is invisible and phaseless, which can be used with a variety of unique learning. Zhuge's pupils turned strangely, and a gloomy and dead breath burst out.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Thousands of ghosts collapsed one after another. With the triple cooperation of the eyes of death and the pupil of Senluo and the ancient martial arts, the ghosts disappeared in an instant.

"This... How can it be!" Jin Yao looked at this scene in horror and muttered.

Zhuge Buteng waved his palm and grabbed the imitation Yan magic mirror in his hand. The seven divine holes in his body flashed. The magic weapon essence in the imitation Yan magic mirror quickly passed away. In a moment, the imitation Yan magic mirror had turned into a piece of scrap iron.

"You..." Jin Yao's eyes widened in horror.

"You... You must die!" Zhuge didn't bright the corners of his mouth and approached forward.

Jin Yao said urgently, "This Taoist friend, we were wrong before. It was a complete misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding..."

Zhuge Fuliang took a deep breath and smiled cruelly: "Jin Yao, do you think I will let you go?"

"You... Who are you?" Jin Yao had a sense of panic from his heart. The other party actually called out his name. He had a very bad feeling.

"Rest go of my Yaohai faction!" At this moment, a few deep shouts sounded, and several people rushed to the abandoned hall. There was no doubt that they were all from the Yaohai faction.

The first person... Zhuge Ming!

Behind him, he followed more than a dozen disciples of the Yaohai School, including Zhuge Muyan, Li Yuanfei, Su Nianjiao and Sun Ziming, who were all old acquaintances of Zhuge Fuliang.

"Brother..." Jin Yao looked at Zhuge Ming, and there was a trace of danger in his eyes.

"This Taoist friend, I don't know where my Yaohai faction offended the two people?" Zhuge Ming is already at the peak of the spiral period at this moment, and he is only one step away from the Golden Dan period.

"Yohaipai... Hey hey hey, it's all my grudge against him, and it has nothing to do with you. Zhuge Buleong sneered, and the corners of his mouth smiled ferociously.

"Who the hell are you? What's my grudge against you?" Jin Yao's face turned white.

"Don't you want to see who I am? Jin Yao, do you still remember me? Zhuge Bbright drank coldly, and the muscles of his face twisted, restoring his original appearance. It was a beautiful and slightly unruly face, but this face is ferocious at this moment.

"It's you!" Jin Yao's face changed in an instant.

"Zhuge..... Zhuge is not bright..." The plain face has also become difficult to look.

"It's him!" Zhuge Ming and Zhuge Muyan behind him also changed color, with a look of surprise on their faces.

The disciples of Yi Gan Yaohai School were surprised and complicated, especially Li Yuanfei, Su Nianjiao, Sun Zi Ming and others. They didn't expect to meet Zhuge Butiao here.

"Brother Pig~~" I haven't seen you for a few years. Su Nianjiao has come out of graceful and graceful manners, less of the previous greenness and more charming.

Zhuge Butang looked at Jin Yao and said coldly, "Jin Yao, when you were in Fengmang Mountain, did you ever think that there would be today's consequences?"

The voice is cold, as if it were from the nine secluded hells.

"I... All the things at the beginning, I just... It's just... I was entrusted by the master. Jin Yao was afraid. He didn't expect that Zhuge Fuliang had such strength and broke the curse of non-attribute spiritual root.

"Brother Zhuge... At the beginning... It was indeed a misunderstanding at the beginning. No makeup also said softly.