Chapter 825 Baji Gold Lock, Explosion

"Wow! Whoo! Whoop!..."

For a while, except for the peak, almost all the disciples within ten meters from Shuirou'er fell to the ground, and their faces were horrled. Although he had known that Gao Feng's body was strong before, he never thought that he was simply immortal, and even the elders in the later period of Huashen were no match.

"Who did he fall to the ground?"

"Is he a disciple of our Qingxu Family?"

Almost this idea emerged in everyone's mind, but no one dared to ask, and many disciples subconsciously stepped back a few steps, as if they were afraid that the peak would rush to death like a fierce beast. Although the horrible battle of Gao Feng did not hurt a person, it was very shocking, which directly shocked everyone present.

Looking at the people who fell to the ground within ten meters around Shuirou'er, Gao Feng's face was still cold, and at the same time, thousands of thoughts turned in his mind, looking for the reason why he and Shui Rou'er were regarded as traitors.

But when he had some vague thoughts in his mind, nine rainbows soared from a mountain in the distance, and one of the turquoise rainbows took the lead, making a huge roar, suddenly throwing towards this place. Many disciples who clearly knew the internal division of Qingxu Gate suddenly reacted after seeing such a scene.

Xingtang, the disciples of Qingxumen have arrived!

The Xingtang of Qingxumen is the place where many disciples change their colors. Even some ordinary elders are very afraid. The Xingtang has great power to kill the disciples and elders of the sect, especially the three penal elders. Each of them is a strong man among the strong people who walk in the sky. As for the disciples of Xingtang, there are only ninety-eight, which are composed of the best disciples of Qingxumen, and the weakest is also the strength of Yuanying in the later period. At this moment, there are nine members of the prison hall.

"Evil beast! Dare!"

"Wow!"

Like a gust of wind roaring, a figure appeared in the void. He was a middle-aged man surrounded by endless killing breath. His face was cold and thin, and he did not smile. His eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were bright. At first glance, he was the kind of extremely cold-blooded and strong man. This middle-aged man did not wear a Taoist robe, but a wind-pulling pure gold suit, on which was engraved with a big character like an iron wall and silver hook, torture!

"Shhh..."

After the middle-aged man appeared, he took a few breaths, and the eight streamers in the back immediately showed their bodies. They were all young people, one by one in Taoist robes, with proud eyebrows, like the proud son of heaven. These eight people only had a heartfelt conviction when they looked at the middle-aged man in front of them, and the rest of them didn't seem to be in their eyes.

However, when they looked around at the people around, especially the fainting elders, the eight people's faces changed, showing a trace of fear. Although these people, as disciples of the Xingtang, are lawless, they can't help but be shocked to see that the peak is so fierce that even the strong at the level of elders can faint.

"See the elder of the prison hall!"

I don't know which disciple shouted and crawled to the ground. Suddenly, all the disciples on the whole square knelt down, and many disciples made a series of praises and wanted to flatter the man.

The cold face was still motionless. Looking down, the middle-aged man suddenly flashed a trace of cold light in his eyes, because not everyone knelt down. On this huge square, there were two figures standing like a flock of cranes. I didn't mean to kneel down. And these two figures are naturally peaks and water softer.

"Bold! Xingfan, the elder of Xingtang, is here. You two sinners, why don't you kneel down quickly? Otherwise, the crime will be added to the first class, and the sin cannot be forgiven!"

Like the moths in the middle-aged man's abdomen, eight young people shouted violently, and then suddenly spread their palms, and a long sword was captured in their hands. The long swords in the hands of these young people do not look ordinary. They seem to be exactly the same. They all exude a huge murderous atmosphere, which is obviously the murder weapon of killing.

"This elder, I am Shui Rouer, a disciple of Zizhufeng. This is my younger brother. I don't know why we were treated as traitors as soon as we returned from the sect. Please explain it to us. As for why we didn't kneel down, we are the true disciples of the sect. We don't need to kneel down to the elders or the elders of the execution hall. Even if they are the Lord of the Eighteen Peaks, our true disciples don't need to kneel down, just bow and salute.

Although she looks weak, Shui Rouer speaks clearly and is neither humble nor arrogant. After hearing what Shui Rouer said, the eight young people all showed an angry expression of shame, and their eyes were murderous, as if there was no cover at all. As for the elder of Xingtang, whom they called Xingfan, he was not moved at all, but his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had made some determination.

"Since you want an explanation, let's talk about it after their eight-person Tianang gossip magic array! If you can't even get through this, you don't deserve to talk to me at all!"

The cold voice of the elder Xingfan echoed in the void, but the eight young people were all moved at this moment!

"Death!"

The eight disciples of the prison hall shouted neatly like one person, and then the flying sword in his hand wandered in the void like a dragon and snake, and there was an illusory shadow rising from it, all of which were all magic weapons at the level of lower treasure. Just on the weapons, it can be seen that Xingtang is different from other disciples. Even some of the weak elders of Qingxumen do not have treasure weapons, but they are all hands. Although they are only low-grade treasures, they are also extraordinary.

"Tianang gossip magic array, now! Kill demons and eliminate demons, and look at them!"

"Hung buzz..."

The flying sword in the hands of the eight Xingtang disciples is flying rapidly at this moment, rapidly forming a mysterious array in the void, which seems to contain the wisdom of gossip Tianang, and faintly forms a shackle. Then, the flying sword shook violently thousands of times, directly integrated into one, and turned into a big light golden lock.

This big lock has just been formed, emitting a fierce breath of Gengjin. It seems that the extremely sharp and hard things between heaven and earth make a huge roar, but it does not attack to the peak, but still rotates at high speed in the void. In fact, this big lock is a large collection of real power of eight disciples in the prison. The combination of eight subordinate treasure weapons is finally formed. The power can directly catch up with the treasure.

"With my blood, the sun and the moon are converted, breaking the vanity, and the gossip is true! Now!"

They looked at each other, and the eight disciples of the execution hall all spit out a mouthful of blood, and directly spit on the light golden lock that was temporarily integrated. With the spewing of these eight mouths of blood, the light golden lock suddenly shook again, and the power rose steadily. It seemed that it was spiritual at this moment, emitting a more and more wild atmosphere.

"Eight Gold Locks! Gossip is real! Break it!"

With a fierce cry, the golden lock was like a run-out wild horse, making a crazy roar, as if to tear the sky, and hit the peak fiercely. Moreover, after the golden lock fuses the blood, it seems to have spirituality, directly locking the breath of the peak, with a great momentum of immortality.

And when such a wild attack was about to come, Gao Feng's face was still calm, but there was a surging sense of fighting in his heart.

"It's surprising to use the secret method to temporarily integrate these eight lower-grade treasure weapons, which consumes its own blood and makes them furious. I'm afraid that the power has already reached the peak of the middle-quality treasure weapons. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Wo!"

A rosary suddenly appeared under his feet, but the peak body was like thunder and lightning. In the blink of an eye, he fiercely faced the Baji gold lock, and there was a wild confrontation.

"Although I don't know how strong my body is, I have an intuition, which is far from my limit!"

"Boom!"

Gao Feng thought like this, and the huge fist had hit the eight-gold lock again. But this time, compared with the past, Gao Feng used all his strength!

"Puff!"

At the moment when the peak fist collided with the eight-pole gold lock, it felt like it had hit the dough. Then the eight-pole gold lock was smashed and turned into countless fragments, and even the eight lower-grade treasures that originally formed the eight-gold lock no longer existed.

"Puff, Puff..."

After losing their own magic weapon, the eight disciples of the prison hall vomited blood one by one as if they were severely damaged, and their faces were even more difficult to die. It seemed that they were unwilling to believe it. In fact, don't talk about them. Even Xing Fan, the elder of Xingtang, who has always been extremely arrogant, was stunned. If he only relies on his physical strength and has been practicing for many years, he is strong enough to be proud of the sky, and he is not such a pervert at all. What's more terrible is that smashing the peak treasure of the middle grade does not seem to be the limit of the peak body!

"Sure enough, my body is ridiculously strong, and it is difficult for me to feel pressure at all! Can I even break the spiritual weapon? Thinking like this, the light in Gao Feng's eyes became hotter and hotter.