Chapter 533 The Great Smash-Battle of the Strong

The skeleton stood on the spot, full of mystery. No one knew the identity of the skeleton. The golden pillar that shocked everyone stood beside him, as towering as a big mountain. Zhuge's real fox pretended to be a tiger, glanced at the people present, and was silent.

"M, this guy has really made a new trick."

"Who is this skeleton? Is it the remains of an ancient strong man and that stone pillar? What kind of treasure is it?

In a voice full of horror, Zhuge Buteng stood next to the skeleton indifferently. At this moment, the skeleton seemed to have returned to its silence, and the faint light in his eyes dissipated and stood next to the golden pillar.

The beautiful woman of Zhu Zixianmen's face changed color, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in Zhuge Fuliang's eyes. Originally, she successfully aroused everyone's emotions and pointed the spearhead at Zhuge Fuliang. Unexpectedly, Zhuge Bute's methods came one after another, and he found such a powerful bodyguard.

The beautiful woman winked at the man who was fighting with Niu Ganglie. The man was understanding and stood up and said, "Guys, everyone is a face-to-face figure in the Eastern Region. How can you be afraid of this junior? If this spreads, I'm afraid you can't lose face."

"What else can I do? What's the trick of this fairy friend?" An elder of a great teacher stood up and said.

The man said, "I just want you to hold the skeleton. My two brothers have their own way to deal with this junior."

"Huh, Jin Wuhui, Jin Wushang, you two young people, what's the ability to deal with a junior? How dare you fight with me!" Niu Ganglie was aggressive, his fists clenched, and there was a faint fire.

"You Niutoushan want to defend this person. Aren't you afraid of the Eastern Emperor's fault?" Jin Wushang, who stood with the beautiful woman, also came out.

Both of them are the first-class strongmen in the Eastern Regions. It is said that they have also received personal guidance from the Eastern Emperor. Although they are not the disciples of the Eastern Emperor, they are also registered disciples.

In the face of the threat of Jin Wushang, two white breaths spewed out of Niu Ganglie's nostrils and said, "I, Niutoushan, will not allow anyone to intervene."

"So you don't pay attention to the Eastern Emperor?" Jin Wuhui said in a yin voice, and he must have a big hat on Niu Ganglie.

"Humph!" Niu Ganglie snorted coldly. He was reckless and did his own way, and he was not good at words. Naturally, he was not the opponent of the two brothers. He unconsciously jumped into the trap set by the two.

For a while, everyone's attention couldn't help but focus on Niu Ganglie. No one in the Eastern Regions dared to say that they would not pay attention to the Eastern Emperor, even the Eight Wilderness Religions of the First Sect.

Zhuge Fuliang frowned and shouted, "I work alone. You don't have to embarrass the senior Niu."

"Kid, don't talk. With so many masters here, you can't afford it..." The ink scales quietly sent a voice to Zhuge Fuliang.

"Don't worry, senior, I know it." Zhuge Butang replied secretly, glanced at everyone present, and shouted, "I, Zhuge Butliang, ask myself that I have no hatred with you in the near future, but if you force each other again, I am not a vegetarian. I will take care of all of you!"

"What are you talking about! It's so arrogant!"

"What a rude young man, how can the Eastern Regions tolerate you!"

"This son is an evil star. It should be produced as soon as possible to avoid future trouble!"

"Hahahaha!" Zhuge Buleang laughed and said, "Although I, Zhuge Buleang, have killed countless people, but I have a clear conscience about what I have done!" It's a hundred times better than you hypocrites!"

"Presumptuous!"

A loud shout was like thunder. The people present were all the elders of the great religion. Zhuge Fuliang naturally aroused everyone's dissatisfaction and anger. However, not everyone is like this. There are also some people who nodded secretly, such as Nanming of the Eight Wasteland Religion.

"Well... Although this son is a little reckless, he is also a real temperament. Nanming said in a low voice.

Nan Yuehui stood behind his father and couldn't help but take a look at Nan Ming when he heard this.

"Guys, don't let this younger generation be rude anymore!" Jin Wuhui and Jin Wushang shouted in unison.

"I'd like to try the strength of your younger generation!" There was a dissatisfied shout in the crowd, like thunder, and a blood-red figure came. The man was dressed in a blood robe, with thick black hair. He seemed to be only in his early thirties, but since he called himself an old man, he was obviously an old monster.

"Boom!"

The huge flame covered half of the sky, and the man in red robe stood in the fire, like the god of fire.

"It's the master of the Wizard of Jiuyang!" Niu Ganglie couldn't help frowning.

The Wizard of Jiuyang is a fairy gate that has stood in the eastern region for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, and the leader of the Wizard of Jiuyang is even more famous in the Eastern Regions. The appearance of such a strong man naturally attracted the attention of most people, and many people exclaimed.

"Boom!"

Jiuyang Wizard palm raised his palm and fell, and a large sea of fire spread towards Zhuge Fuliang.

"Hum!"

At this time, the skeleton was resurrected again, and a faint light flashed in the air, and the golden pillar rose up again, straight up into the sky, blooming dazzling golden brilliance.

The space was smashed by a stick, and a large sea of fire was immersed in it. The skeleton held the golden pillar up, and the golden pillar swept out and went straight to the head of the Jiuyang Wizard.

Jiuyang Wizard is in shock. He clearly knows the power of this golden pillar. The previous Gao Dynasty was also a master who could not be too virtual, but he still failed to stop the blow of the golden pillar. He was crushed under the golden pillar, and even the primordial spirit did not escape bad luck.

In a hurry, the Jiuyang Wizard played an ancient shield with a blazing flame, and half of the ancient shield collapsed under the golden pillar. But the Jiuyang Wizard Master finally escaped a disaster and avoided it far away.

The next moment, Jiuyang Wizard has half of the fiery red sword in his hand, and a fire unicorn can be faintly seen on the sword, lively and roaring.

"That's the fire knife, one of the top ten magic soldiers in ancient times!" Mo scales said in surprise.

"If you don't do it yet!" Jiuyang Wizard Master shouted at several other seniors.

In a moment, several old masters took action and rushed towards the skeleton, and all kinds of magic weapons and magic power came overwhelmingly. But everyone did not dare to approach the skeleton and the golden pillar. They just hid in the distance and bombarded. They didn't want to be the dead under the stick.

"The younger generation, die!" Jin Wuhui and Jin Wushang rushed towards Zhuge Fuliang.

"You dare!" Niu Ganglie blocked the road and punched fiercely.

"I'll learn the strength of Mad Bull God!" On the other side, a magnificent woman came out and greeted Niu Ganglie. This is a master from the Western Regions. Although she looks like a weak woman, her strength can't be underestimated. She collided with Niu Ganglie's fist and actually fought a draw.

"Emp..." Niu Ganglie couldn't help showing solemnity and intuitively told him that the woman's strength could not be ignored.

"Hahahaha, ink scales, I'll do a few tricks with you." On the other side, a middle-aged man met Mo scales. This middle-aged man was the guy who talked to Mo scales when he had just entered this holy land.

The skeleton waved the golden pillar to fight against the seven masters who could not be too empty. Niu Ganglie and Mo Ling were also entangled by two masters at the same time. At present, only the silent monks and stalking can help Zhuge Butliang, but the latter two can be ignored. The chattering and stombling have no strength to fight with the masters who can't be too empty.

The speechless monk has changed again. At this moment, half of his body is strong, while the other half of his body is magical and violent. He inherited all the inheritance of the demon monk, combined the double cultivation of Buddhas and demons, and became the existence of a half Buddha and half demon.

"Boom!"

The golden Buddha light and magic light surged. The speechless monk knotted the golden "Swade" in his left hand and the black "Swax" in his right hand, which bombarded Jin Wuhui.

"What! This is..." Jin Wuhui's face couldn't help but change slightly. Obviously, he saw the extraordinary of the silent monk.

At this moment, Zhuge Fuliang is facing Jin Wushang, who is also a master who can't be too empty. There is a gap between the two. In this state, it is not so easy for Zhuge Buliang to challenge the cross-level as before. After all, the higher the realm, the greater the gap, just like a half-step immortal and a real immortal. It is a heaven and an underground.

"Hum~~"

Jin Wushang had a dark and ink-like ruler in his hand. Although it was only two feet long, it shot out hundreds of feet of black light and swept to Zhuge.

The brick appeared and was patted head-on.

The golden light is shining on the bricks, and a dragon can be faintly seen hovering. The brick collided with the black ruler, and both of them retreated. However, Zhuge Buliang took four or five steps back, and each step sank a deep footprint on the ground. On the contrary, Jin Wushang took a small step back, but also stared at Zhuge Buliang solemnly.

"You are a junior who has some tricks." Jin Wushang waved the black ruler again and forced him to come up.

The two fought in an instant. Although the realms were very different, Zhuge Buliang urged Taiwu Xinjing and Long Xuanjin at the same time, and temporarily drew with Jin Wushang. However, only Zhuge Buliang knew that this situation would not last long.

At the beginning of the melee, the scene seemed a little chaotic. The aftershocks of spiritual power swept like a storm, and many people slowly retreated. This kind of battle can't be used by ordinary people at all. It is only limited to a big battle between masters who can't be too empty. Of course, the two aliens, Zhuge Fuliang and the speechless monk, are not among them.

Unexpectedly, the speechless monk was evenly matched with Jin Wuhui. Although he did not really enter the situation that he could not be too empty, he was only one step away from the last step. Coupled with the domineering inheritance of the demon monk, Jin Wuhui couldn't help him for a while.

Zhuge Buliang played equally lively on this side. Taiwu Xinjing and Long Xuanjin were stimulated at the same time, but they steadily dragged down Jin Wushang.

"Bum, bang, bang..."

The figure shook, and the two of them fought more than a hundred times in an instant. Zhuge's hand brick made it amazing and flew up and down. In terms of actual combat experience, Zhuge Buo is no worse than Jin Wushang at all. The reason why he can achieve today depends on his hard work all the way.

The onlookers watched the blood boiling. With so many masters fighting, the scene was really shocking.

Nan Yuehui's eyes never left Zhuge, his eyebrows were locked, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yuehui, if you fight with him, how sure can you beat him?" Nan Ming asked beside him.

"Thirty." Nan Yuehui replied without thinking.

The black ruler in Nan Yuehui's hand stroked, and the black gas gathered. Under the pressure of a round of black sun, it fell towards Zhuge Fuliang.

At this time, the starlight in Zhuge Fuliang's palm was shining, and a starry sky map instantly formed in his hand, and then hit Jin Wushang, like a starry sky falling. The stars shone together and shattered the black sun in an instant. The starry sky map moved forward and covered Jin Wushang in.

Nan Yuehui frowned and said again, "Fivety."