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- The three little demons from Mojia Mountain looked at each other and smiled, not wanting to accept her aggressive tactics at all.
How could the dignified son of the demon tribe Tianqi take the arrogant clamor of a little rogue to heart?
The three demon cultivators of the Dharma generation briefly discussed a few words. A strong man with scales on his face and a chaotic and powerful look took the initiative to raise his hand and step out.
He and another strong man, a demon cultivator, looked like they were carved from the same mold. They were obviously brothers.
The stunningly beautiful Fakmi stands with them, like a true portrayal of Beauty and the Beast.
"My lord, Mojia Mountain is strong!" The strong demon cultivator raised his finger at Wu Meiniu contemptuously, poked in front of him, and motioned for her to come closer: "Are you afraid of me? You are so far away."
Wu Meiniu stepped forward without fear, clasped her hands in her fists, "I am Xiao" When she said this, she suddenly chatted her teeth, and her pretty face was slightly awkward: "I am the Infinite Palace of Maha. Kemi!"
"Look at you, you can't even speak clearly, you are so afraid of me." Fazhuang crossed his arms, smiled slightly, and showed a mouth full of fangs as fine as corn kernels: "It's not too late to surrender now, you're welcome Son, it is better to be a lotus girl for us brothers than to die in vain on the spot."
Another strong demon cultivator who was not on the scene laughed strangely when he heard this. This guy's mouth was so big that when he laughed, his whole cheek was split to the base of his ears, which caused the Mojia Mountain Dharma Master to also snicker.
"What a mean-mouthed monster!" Wu Meiniu was not stunned by the opponent's scheming. The tiger and leopard's colt has not yet been written, but it has the spirit of eating cattle; the swan's falcon has not yet fully fledged, but it has the heart of the world! Who is she, how can she take an ant's mouth full of firewood to her heart: "Believe it or not, I will beat you into a puddle of mud later?"
"I, don't, believe it!" Fazhong smiled and pulled out a whiteboard flying needle from his ear. He swung it in the wind and turned it into a big iron rod as thick as a bowl. He flicked it with his hand, and the flying needle "sizzled" and lit up the orange. Red spiritual flame.
This big-breasted boy from the Demon Clan deliberately wanted to show off his abilities in both magic and martial arts in front of the Eighth Master. The whiteboard flying needle blessed with flames was as light as a rush in his hand. Flying, stick shadows all over the sky whirred for a while, wrapping his strong body to form a halo like a silkworm cocoon, into which no needle could penetrate and no water could splash.
"Color!"
Amid the cheers of the little demons of Mojia Mountain, Fazhuang spun up, stood upside down in the air, and pierced the ground with his stick.
With the flying needle as the center, a piece of spiritual flame that looks like a runny egg yolk spreads out in a radial pattern.
Wherever the fire passed, large tracts of terrazzo floor tiles were burned into dense, black holes, like giant scorched honeycombs.
When Baijie Sanzang saw the Eighth Master Ebixiang showing a delicate smile like a Buddha holding flowers, he felt calm and proudly gave Vajra Sanzang a sideways glance.
"Wow!" Xianyu Zhengjun, the leader of Bangchui Villa, applauded like a seal: "Is this the 'Ten Thousand Suihuo'? It seems that the true form of this master of Mojia Mountain is the third-grade demon crocodile 'Earth Fire Hu Lu' !¡±
Fajiang embraced the iron rod filled with spiritual flames, with undisguised pride and arrogance on his face. He forced himself in front of Wu Meiniu with a very oppressive posture. His feet naturally jumped into the air and he sat cross-legged, letting the scales on the back of his buttocks slide. The armor is densely covered, and the thick and powerful serrated tail supports the body, showing an independent posture of a golden rooster, with a cool shape: "My dear, come, let me, Mr. Crocodile"
Wu Meiniu slapped his big cheek, cutting off all his nonsense.
This kick was like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace. Fazhuang was hit before he had time to react.
This is the close combat ability of top warriors. Within a short distance, everyone will be wiped out!
"If Fazhuang knew that the frail little girl in front of him was actually the most accomplished saint of Yanfu Martial Arts, he would definitely not come forward to ask for trouble.
"It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world.
The monks who were watching the battle all had their sights turned away.
After Fazhuang received Wu Meiniu¡¯s kick, a big lump of ¡®things¡¯ flew out from his body.
Everyone quickly saw clearly what was flying out. It was a huge, complete, white crocodile skeleton. It flew eight feet and bumped into each other, but it didn't fall apart.
Everyone¡¯s eyes quickly turned back, and the originally independent Fa Zhuang of the Golden Rooster fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
A cloud of black smoke with rich demonic aura exploded on the spot, and Fazhuang, who fell on the ground, changed from his human form into a soft and limp demon crocodile like a slug
He is not dead, and his oily skin is not even scratched.
He was simply stripped of all his bones by a magical force and turned into an out-and-out mollusk.
The cheers of the little demons of Mojia Mountain stopped suddenly, and they felt a chill seeping into their limbs.
The whiteboard flying needle got stuck between Fazhuang's head, body and tail, pinning his huge crocodile body into a weird geometric shape, and he couldn't do anything. Even opening his eyelids became extremely difficult.
This battle, in which the outcome is determined by one kick, allowed the newbies of the Magic Mountain generation to experience firsthand the danger and cruelty of the world of cultivation.
Within the two rituals, the most spiritual person is the person!
Although the son of Apocalypse of the demon clan is naturally strong, when has the human race ever lacked genius? When has there ever been a lack of hard work?
Wu Meiniu volleyed with one leg in the air, still maintaining the posture of a horse facing the sky.
Countless pairs of eyes stared blankly at the bare feet that were leaning into the sky. There was a peach blossom-shaped samaya-shaped flesh mark on the petite instep, which was flashing with a vague pink halo, spreading out bursts of sweetness. Intoxicating peach blossom aroma.
"Long live the elder sister!" The white cards of the French generation hugged each other, raised their arms and shouted.
"Ya Zhudie!" The black cards also shouted the battle cry of the Red Devils Club to cheer for Wu Meiniu. In addition to marveling at Fakemi's fighting power, the Black Cards felt more and more that the relationship between White Card and Fakemi was not simple. White Card's attitude towards her was completely different from that of a stranger of the same year who had just been married.
King Kong Sanzo was also confused when he saw the Eighth Master Ehiko, and quietly exchanged glances with the golden elixirs around him.
The leader was secretly a little ashamed. Why did he just take care of the disappearance of Angry Fake Oil? It was obvious that Fakemi was the number one Buddhist seedling of this generation, so how could I have forgotten her? It was really inappropriate.
"Wow!" Mr. Xianyu Zheng put his arms in his belly pockets and said "Wow" at least five or six times, as if not saying so was not enough to express his complicated feelings: "Through the forest legs! This master disciple of the Maha Infinite Palace, He actually possesses the "Peach Blossom Shaoyang Jue Pulse" of human Qi"
The corners of Bai Jie Sanzang¡¯s eyes kept twitching. If the viciousness in his eyes could be replaced by spiritual sand, he would be the richest monk in Little Buddha Continent by now.
"Foot Peach Blossom Shaoyang Juemai" is a kind of magical and almost evil human Qi. In addition to improving the root of cultivation, it also has the attack bonus of "using Qi to escape the bones, peach's Yaoyao" - although it is widely used in the market. Some people call it the 'forest leg', but this attack bonus is not actually a leg skill, but a space escape technique that triggers blessing - it can instantly transfer the bones in the living body to the outside of the body.
The physical defense of the third-grade demon crocodile 'Earth Fire Hu Lu' is very powerful, but facing the forest-piercing legs of 'Foot Peach Blossom Shaoyang Juemei', the copper tendons and iron bones of 'Earth Fire Hu Lu' have no effect at all. .
?????????????????????????????????????????????? If you want to effectively resist the "Escape Bone with Qi" that penetrates the forest leg, you must either not let it touch the physical body for blessing, or you must have a space-type magic shield, or you must have no bones and no bones to escape from.
Apart from this, there is no other way.
Wu Meiniu put down her legs and put the clogs on her bare feet again. She was like a god standing in the clouds, overlooking Fa Zhuang who had turned into a pile of boneless flesh and insects.
Fazhuang moved his head desperately, trying his best to aim his mouth at Wu Meiniu.
He is a third-grade demon crocodile. He is not dead yet. As long as he finds the right position, he can spray out the inner elixir to kill this damn little girl and avenge himself.
But in a state of total paralysis, he twisted and twisted for a long time but was unable to move his mouth from under the flying needle on the whiteboard. He couldn't even open his mouth. In the end, he could only vent his anger and breathe out from his nostrils. He sprayed out a large ball of flame breath that looked like a runny egg yolk, burning a large black honeycomb hole under his body.
"Fakemi, stop it!" Ehibixiang saw Wu Meiniu raising her foot and intending to crush Fazhuang's head, so she quickly stopped: "It's enough for fellow disciples to decide the winner. Don't chase after him fiercely and hurt him! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the eighth master's mother's heart was immediately slapped in the face.
Just as Wu Meiniu was about to retract her legs, an extremely fast fireball hit her heart.
The attack came from Fazhuang¡¯s brother who did not play.
Seeing that my brother was about to die, this crocodile demon opened his mouth and spat out the inner elixir without hesitation, giving Wu Meiniu a heavy blow.
As the saying goes, if a golden elixir is swallowed, my fate is determined by me and not by God.
??The inner elixir is the natal magic weapon used by monsters and beasts to cultivate their lives. It is sent and received by the heart, just like the arms and fingers. Compared with spells, it is faster, more powerful, and more deadly!
Like the golden elixir relics of the golden elixir monks, the inner elixir of the monster can also break through the limit of the original equivalent. The lethality depends on the level of the spell, ranging from two carrying poles to nine carrying poles.
This crocodile demon¡¯s magic realm is still very young, and the inner elixir shot will only have the effect of two shoulder poles, but no Qi refining monk can force itDefend the violent attack of nearly 20,000 real yuan!
Wu Meiniu can¡¯t do the same.
After the flaming demon crocodile inner elixir hit her body, it exploded into a shower of golden juice and penetrated directly through her chest.
The demon cultivators in Mojia Mountain almost went crazy because Wu Meiniu was hit by a direct shot of inner elixir, but she was completely intact and not even a single hair fell out.
The inner elixir of the demon crocodile penetrated her body, but it only penetrated and did not cause any damage, as if what it penetrated was just a non-existent phantom.
The super-large monk standing behind Wu Meiniu almost suffered a disaster, because the demon crocodile inner elixir penetrated her body and ran directly towards everyone.
Master Ming Dao immediately closed his lips, spit out the golden elixir and kissed the demon crocodile inner elixir in a sweet kiss.
"Duang!"
After the golden elixir and the inner elixir collided, they actually made a loud sound like morning bells and evening drums, conveying a trace of the true meaning of the charm of the avenue.
This kind of head-to-head confrontation without any fancy, the difference was instantly made.
The golden elixir and the inner elixir are separated at the first touch, and fly back to the mouth of the deity like lightning.
Ming Dao¡¯s expression remained unchanged, but the crocodile demon choked on several large mouthfuls of blood, and his face turned pale and weak.
"The monster is indeed a monster, and he is capable of shameless sneak attacks." Wu Meiniu stared at Fazhuang's brother coldly. Every inch of her body seemed to be painted with a layer of gold paint, her aura was stirring, and her body was It shines brightly, suddenly like a lamp, suddenly like billions of sunshine.
"Wow!" Xianyu Zhengjun was really shocked this time, and the frivolous and innocent look on his face instantly turned into calm and calm: "My dear, it's amazing, it's amazing! Just now it was 'Foot Peach Blossom Shaoyang's Absolute Meridian', now It's 'Vajra N¨¡ra' again. Where did you find such a treasure in the Maha Infinite Palace? It has both human energy and Taoist bones!"
The flesh on Bai Jie Sanzang's face was twitching. If the shock in his eyes could be replaced by spiritual sand, he must have been the richest monk in the five islands of the East China Sea.
No wonder the inner alchemy can't do anything to her. The special physique of 'Vajra Narayan Shen', in addition to the water properties of Baitiao in the waves and the magical power of land boating, also comes with an innate magic: Vajra Indestructible Barrier.
This kind of barrier will build a topological annular force field in the physical body. All external strikes will pass through this annular force field and pass through the fourth dimension, unable to harm the body in the three-dimensional world.
I passed through thousands of flowers, but not a single leaf touched me.
This is the true meaning of indestructibility.
Wu Meini¡¯s body-protecting barrier is both the entrance and the exit of the fourth dimension. The demon crocodile inner elixir seemed to have penetrated her body, but in fact it didn¡¯t even touch a single hair on her body.
If it weren¡¯t for the fact that the Vajra Indestructible Barrier can only withstand one external attack per day, the Vajra Narayan Body would definitely be regarded as the most powerful Taoist body in the world!
Wu Meini kicked off the clogs on her feet again, and the peach-shaped samaya-shaped flesh mark on the instep of her right foot shone again.
When the crocodile demon saw Wu Meiniu's posture, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he quickly mobilized his true energy, dragged his injured body and flew into the sky.
His response was very shrewd, fully demonstrating his heritage as a direct disciple of Mojia Mountain.
Capricorn's French Palace's Fa -character is not allowed to get started for five days. It is a realm of refining the air. You must not learn the ability to fly. If your forest legs are wicked, I ca n¡¯t play with me in the air?
Although it was timid to do so, the crocodile demon just missed a blow and was struck by Master Mingdao instead. Both his body and soul were severely damaged, so he dared to take advantage of it.
It¡¯s better to just be patient for now and wait until the physical injuries are suppressed before making any further calculations.
??A golden sword energy like a divine sword crossed the void, and the crocodile monster soared up exploded into a puff of black smoke and split into two.
One is his limp demon crocodile body, and the other is a crocodile skeleton as white as jade.
The incident happened suddenly, the crocodile demon didn¡¯t even scream, it just seemed to fall from the sky like a weight.
"Fa Qiang!" The demon cultivators of Mojia Mountain covered their faces, unable to believe their eyes.
Snapped¡ª¡ª!
Ding¡ª¡ª!
The flesh-and-blood body fell to the ground with a huge dull sound. When the demon crocodile skeleton hit the ground, it made a sweet sound like a jade chime. The bones scattered like fireworks, which made many monks of the Maha Infinite Palace earn a fortune in vain. This thing is a good material for making magic weapons.
Wu Meiniu is like a dandelion, slowly falling from the sky.
Move your qi and ride the wind! This is the sign of a second-level Qi Refining monk!
The demon cultivators of Mojia Mountain stared blankly up at this charming and shameless awl face, with unconcealable fear in their eyes.
"One arrow passed through the Secret Sword of the Western Heaven?" Xianyu Zhengjun, the head of Bangchui Villa, approached Vajra Tripitaka and said,After nodding in affirmation, he couldn't hold it in any longer, threw off his short legs and ran around the place, making meaningless screams.
"You only practiced for five days and you reached the second level of Qi refining?" Bai Jie Sanzang really even wanted to die. If the bitterness in his eyes could be replaced by spiritual sand, he must have become the God of Dongsheng. The richest monk in Asia.
Who would have expected that this new generation of Maha Infinite Palace would actually have such terrifying existence?
If he had known there was such a monster, he would have eaten that piece of cow dung just now without hesitation.
"Having not practiced for five days, Fakemi just emerged from the world of mortals last night." Eighth Master Ebixiang sighed softly, with a complex look on her face, showing both pride and loneliness: "She has only practiced one It¡¯s just nighttime.¡±
Bai Jie Sanzang¡¯s lips moved violently, but no words came out.
"Master, there's still me." Fakmi stepped out, with the jet-black wings spread out behind him. The sky immediately turned dark, and large swathes of dark clouds billowed out. The sky seemed to switch from day to day in an instant. It turned into darkness, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a deep and dark cold light: "In the last round, our Mojia Mountain will not lose again, I said so!"
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PS: I was reading my children¡¯s homework last night, and I didn¡¯t start writing until 11 o¡¯clock. After coding for a while, my eyelids started to tremble. This chapter is just a make-up for yesterday. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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