Chapter 1166 Battle with the Golden Immortals

Outside Tiandu City, on the bank of the nameless lake.

Zhong Yuan's body was hidden in the jungle, almost nothing, standing quietly and waiting.

Time, a minute and a second passed, and soon, it was late at night.

Suddenly, a slightly vicissitudes of life, but a voice that seemed extremely majestic and domineering sounded, "Don't make that illusion anymore. You've been waiting for me for a long time!"

"Who are you?" Zhong Yuan was the time, and he opened his mouth and replied. On his face, he was at a loss.

"It's still pretending. You can pretend to be real. No wonder you can make the third prince suffer such a big loss! However, today, no matter how you pretend, you can't live!" When the voice sounded again, a figure, abruptly, appeared in front of Zhong Yuan.

Black robe, long hair, tall body, vicissitudes of face, eyes cast unparalleled wisdom, and the body is full of domineering power. The two contradictions are so perfect in them.

"Are you the emperor's person?" Zhong Yuan's face returned to normal, but there was still a slight trace of strangeness, as if he was a little annoyed after being exposed.

"Yes, I'm the escort of the third prince!" The black-robed monk did not hide it at all and replied, "Originally, you didn't have to die, but what you did before brought a lot of trouble to the third prince. Although killing you will also cause a lot of trouble, the two are harmful. In comparison, killing you is the best choice!"

"Sit's like this. Is there no possibility of reconciliation between us?" Zhong Yuan's face was full of solemnity. Tao.

"Reconciliation? You are smart, don't treat other people as fools. From the four elephant magic array arranged around here, I know that from beginning to end, you have no idea of reconciliation. You even want to attract me and the three princes. All in one net!"

At this point, the black-robed monk paused for a moment, and then continued. Although, I don't know what kind of cards you have and dare to do this, I don't think it will be bad!"

"Since you already know this, how dare you appear? How dare you enter the battle?" Zhong Yuan smiled faintly and asked.

"What dare you have? Do you think you have a card, but no one else has it?" The black-robed monk's face was full of pride. He replied, "But I don't believe it. Are you a fairy, a son of a concubine, or a son of a concubine without family care? Can the card in your hand be stronger than me?"

"Good, good, good, it's really worthy of Jin Xian Zhenjun. Jin Xianzhen, who comes from the top ten kings, is confident enough. I really like your self-confidence. Because it will make the battle. It's more relaxing!" Zhong Yuan is the time, stroking the palm of his hand.

Listen to this. The black-robed monk couldn't help but feel agitated, but his face was silent at all, still with an arrogant smile and said, "Really? I agree with you so much! Do you know why I talked to you for so long?"

"I don't know!" Zhong Yuan still had a smile on his face and shook his head.

"It's very simple. I want to make you really righteous and completely desperate!" While talking, the black-robed monk flashed, and the void exploded. In an instant, the power of countless prohibitions collapsed and broke. The black-robed monk immediately appeared in front of Zhong Yuan. His right hand spread out and pressed forward. In his palm, a delicate and exquisite bell suddenly appeared.

Looking at this little clock, Zhong Yuan was stunned at that time, because the little clock, appearance, breath, luster,... Everything is exactly the same as his three holy bells, and there is no difference.

If you have to say the difference, that is, in this three holy bells, you can vaguely feel a more fierce and domineering force lurking, as if it may burst at any time.

"It turns out that you are a person without a royal vein!"

It has been a lot of time since Zhong Yuan came to the Shura area, and he has also understood the basic situation of the ninety-nine royal families in the Shura world. Among them, the third king's vein, the Wuxiang king's vein, he deliberately made some more understanding. The reason is very simple, because the ability of the Wuxiang King's vein is quite similar to the meaning of his strength, but he hopes to see something that is helpful to the promotion of his power from the promotion of Wuxiang Wang's vein.

Because of this, Zhong Yuanxing recognized in an instant that the black-robed monk had a no-phase king's vein.

Because only when there is no phase of the king's vein can he simulate and copy the magic spells of other families through the residual imprint between heaven and earth, and it is possible to reproduce his own three holy bells. Without this, there is no possibility that it is impossible to be another powerful monk.

Because the Three Holy Bells were created by Zhong Yuan himself, mixed with thousands of magic methods, which can be said to be extremely complicated. If you don't get his transmission, you can't learn the meaning of possessing power.

After understanding the identity of the black-robed monk, Zhong Yuan understood that the little three holy bell was faintly. If there was no dangerous air machine, it must be the result of the surge of power after the bonus of the golden fairy power.

Although the current small three holy bells are not as majestic as the Zhang Xu Dazhong evolved by Zhong Yuan, I'm afraid that the power is more than ten times.

At this time, how dare Zhong Yuan neglect it? At that time, the whole body was shocked, the qi and blood flowed, like a big river, the bones burst, if the ancient dragon chanted, the holy method of the sky collapsed, the instant urge, the supreme power, condensed into a ripple, passed on the right fist, the evolution of Zhong Yuan's method of watching the house - the white elephant

"Roar--"

A strong voice, as if to smash the mountains and rivers, shatter the nine-day elephant roar, an extremely tall, nearly a hundred-foot-sized virtual shadow appeared behind him.

The virtual shadow is like a head, but this time, no one will regard it as an ancient demon god. Because from himself, the magnificent demonic spirit gushed out like a tide.

That's right, it's the supreme demon breath that you can only have if you don't cultivate immortals and only follow the demon way.

"The demon saint?! It turns out. You have inherited the inheritance of a demon saint. No wonder it's so arrogant!"

What a black-robed monk is such a person. He has a lot of knowledge, and in an instant, he recognized the breath. However, he was not surprised but happy, because demons and demons have been inseparable from demons since ancient times. It can be said that most of the demons can be perfectly integrated with the demons, and even. It can be transformed into a more horizontal inheritance.

Asura's third king vein, there is no doubt that it is the purest demon bloodline. He is extremely salivating the inheritance in Zhong Yuan's hands.

Therefore, when he was about to hit Zhong Yuan's fist, the black-robed monk unconsciously increased his mana by another ten!

"Bun--"

When it was, there was an earth-shaking noise and a terrible surge. It turned into an extremely strong storm, swinging in all directions, braking time, where it passed, everything turned into nothingness. Even the four elephant magic array was damaged, leaving only a little broken wall. Still insisting on maintaining the calm here.

The black-robed monk, with uncontrollable feet, retreated seven or eight steps, on the earth. It left a deep mark. And in the palm of his hand, the exquisite and exquisite three holy bells. It has been completely blown up and completely wiped out.

And Zhong Yuan, also under this attack, was thrown dozens of feet away before he staggered slightly and maintained his figure. However, at this moment, the quarrel of his mouth is unconscious, overflowing with a trace of blood, subtle but eye-catching.

"Jin Xian Zhenjun, after all, it's Jin Xian Zhen Jun, I'm ashamed of myself!" At this time, Zhong Yuan said something.

The black-robed monk smiled indifferently and said, "You are also very good. In the realm of immortals, you can prove the body of golden immortals. If not, I have been immersed in the realm of golden immortals for three hundred years. The realm of the first-level golden immortals is completely stable. I'm afraid that it is rare to take this palm so easily!

You are a concubine, but it's really not simple. Now, for you, I'm really reluctant to do it. If you don't die, you will be the supreme pride of my Shura clan in the future, oppressing all clans and detering all directions!"

"What, are you going to stop here?" Zhong Yuan still had a faint smile on his face and said.

"Did up?! That depends on whether you are knowledgeable or not! My master is the third prince of the no-phase king's vein. He has a noble status, strong talent, and the support of many elders. In the future, the identity of the Lord of the third king's vein will be almost stable. If you are willing to work with him, your future will be unlimited!

How about it? As long as you accept it, I can represent the third prince for all your mistakes before, and I will not blame you for the past!" The black-robed monk said in time, and his tone was quite sincere.

However, when Zhong Yuan heard this, he sneered and said, "Senior, you should have been a slave in the Wuxiang king's vein for too long. You can only flatter, but don't know how to coerce and lure!" Your acting skills are also a little poor. I don't think I'm so easy to deal with. If you want to save some trouble, just say it directly. Why is it so hard?

In addition, it doesn't work for you to work so hard!"

"So, you are toasting and not eating penalty wine!" Hearing this, at that time, the face of the black-robed monk was gloomy, and a pair of eyes were full of fierce light.

"You are a slave. Whether it's a toast or a fine drink, you are not qualified. If you bring it to me, even if I want to eat it, I can't eat it!" Zhong Yuan sneered and said.

As soon as the words fell, Zhong Yuan opened his mouth again and sprayed violently. A large group of extremely sticky, crystal clear blood spewed out, and the left hand was empty. In an instant, the line turned into countless strange lines, all of which suddenly appeared on the Taichu invisible sword in his hand.

"In my name, borrow the law from the sky, Xuantian God's power, support my body, Xuantian Emperor's magic sword!"

With only the first collision, Zhong Yuan learned that there is an essential difference between the real golden fairy and the evolved temporary golden fairy. He clearly understood one thing, that is, if he fights with the black-robed monks with his own strength, he will definitely be able to persist for a period of time, but his own body will definitely be traumatized.

In Zhong Yuan's heart, this match with Jin Xian is not a real match. He wants to use the opponent's hand to let his family complete the first transformation of iron-blooded nine changes.

There is no doubt that the more intact the state is, the more perfect the transformation of the house is.

In addition, simply playing against the black-robed monks with their own body and magic power is not enough to stimulate the black-robed monks to take out their own skills and the strongest power, so that they can have the most perfect transformation. Because, in that case, it can basically be said that it has always been in the defensive position. In that case, what is more exciting is the nature of the other party's cat playing with mice. It deliberately uses almost the same, only a high line of power to fight against yourself, so that you can die more slowly.

If it is a real life-and-death struggle, Zhong Yuan will definitely choose this, but this time, it is not. Therefore, without any hesitation, Zhong Yuan displayed the nine-day sword secret, the biggest killer of his own master and Jin Xianzhen's enemy.

Emperor Xuantian was born in order to disstreat the demons. This magic sword light, which treats one of the veins of the demons, can be said to be particularly soaring.

The sword light swallowed, straight through nine days.

The gorgeous light is like the most shining stars in the night sky.

A chop, it seems that the sky and the earth are broken, the heavens and the earth are old, and everything is destroyed, wanting to bury the black-robed monks.

The black-robed monk couldn't help but be shocked by the divine power of this blow. Because, compared with the power of this sword, the three holy bells he exerted, still want to be strong.

"80,000 years of life, it's really worthy of being the pride of a generation, cruel enough!"

The black-robed monk did not know that Zhong Yuan could supplement Shouyuan like Jinxian Zhenjun. In his opinion, it was the exclusive ability of Jinxian Zhenjun. Therefore, while being creepy and moved, he was also shocked, "Well, you are worthy of the death of a real warrior, go to hell!"

While speaking, the black-robed monks put their hands together. Under the knuckles, in the blink of an eye, they turned over tens of millions of wheel seals. In an instant, the seals merged to achieve a peerless seal.

Suddenly pressed, in the void, the shadow of a sledgehammer appeared out of thin air.

The sledgehammer is no more than three feet long, but it is about a foot thick. The whole body is round and the color is dark, as if it is a chaotic condensation.

"Look at my move, mixed hammer!"

While talking, the foot-long mixed-yuan hammer was like a meteor and bombarded the Xuantian Emperor's magic sword. However, when it was about to meet it, suddenly, the Xuantian Emperor's magic sword turned around and avoided it. The mixed yuan hammer went straight to Zhong Yuan's real body.

At the same time, the Xuantian Emperor's magic sword, which could also beheaded the black-robed monk with stronger power.