Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 654 New hatred and old hatred!

Tang Seng raised his eyebrows slightly, looked towards the sky, and saw a burly man in black robe, staring at him with two eyes full of hatred, this guy will be overwhelmed as soon as he appears The tyrannical aura suddenly appeared.

This kind of breath is stronger than the original Mister Mo, not at 01:30.

Don't say that Daoist Mozun Tianqing can't compare with the current him, even the stronger Guang Chengzi and his like may not be stronger than the current him.

Tang Seng knew it, and smiled: "I never thought that you are so lucky, and you are still alive."

If it weren't for this guy blowing himself up.

Tang Seng couldn't think that this guy was Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo said coldly: "The strength of this seat is not as simple as you imagined, and what you killed that day was just a clone of this seat! Of course, this seat is not dead, and is still alive. Now come again, regardless of your strength. This time, I will definitely die!"

There was another screaming breath, scrambling to emerge from his body.

In an instant.

The arrogance of this Mr. Demon has increased a little, and he has almost reached the level of the quasi-sage peak monk Tang Seng has seen during this time, the top level.

The starry sky in all directions has already been contaminated by his breath, and it is slightly distorted.

At this moment, Mr. Mo is indescribably brutal and domineering.

at the same time.

Another dark breath roared out.

"This is the Tang Xuanzang you mentioned? It's nothing more than that!"

"What is a quasi-sage pinnacle who is exiled from the main world? I will wait for my brothers to fight together, not to mention Tang Xuanzang, even if the Tathagata old man who sits in Lingshan comes here in person, he will undoubtedly die!"

"Old Jiu, are you afraid of being beaten by this guy? Hahaha!" Between the ups and downs of the voice, there were eight deep auras, washing out from the starry sky.

And behind them.

There was another strand of dark breath, shining.

But more monks wearing black robes and shining with the aura of quasi-sage came out one by one.In less than a moment, apart from nine people including Mr. Mo who arrived one step earlier, there were no less than a hundred more pinnacle quasi-sages in the starry sky!

This is the pinnacle of quasi-sage.

Not quasi-sage!

And each one of them is filled with an extraordinary aura.

Just momentarily.

This starry sky has been completely locked by the aura of these guys.

The heavy and profound aura directly turned into a deep and tyrannical mountain, falling from the sky, and pressing down on Tang Seng and Liu Baiyang Mo Man, who appeared with him.

Tang Seng, who was already extraordinary in cultivation and strength, his eyebrows trembled slightly, but he didn't react much.

The three of them, Liu Baiyang, Moman Shenjun, are different.

Their strength, of course, has been greatly improved after controlling the power of the saint again.

However, their individual strength has not yet reached the point of being comparable to a saint, so naturally they cannot withstand such a crushing atmosphere.But in an instant, the faces of these three people have changed.

Especially Liu Baiyangmo, the beads of sweat on his forehead had turned into thick soybeans, rolling down their faces and hitting their bodies, staining their clothes.

In comparison, Man Shenjun is better.

After all, this guy now has the power of the two great saints, and has the power of the two great saints to help him. Although his own strength is not as good as the saints, it is not far behind.

even so.

The face of Man Shenjun was also full of uncontrollable gloom.

no way!
There are too many quasi-sage peaks surrounded from all directions.

Not to mention Mr. Mo and the other eight quasi-sage peaks standing at the forefront, but the other quasi-sage peaks behind them, among them, there are no less than ten of them whose strength is not inferior to his.

What is this concept?
that is.

There are twenty or thirty people who can pose a threat to him now.

Such existences, except for the central star field of the outer starry sky, are placed in any star field, and they are all existences that can stand at the top of their respective star fields.

Under this circumstance.

It is inevitable that there will be some fluctuations in the mind of the barbarian god.

only.

Volatility is volatility.

He didn't have much fear.

Without him!

Beside him, there is a stronger existence.

His master!

Monk Tang!

This is a powerful existence that can ignore cultivation.

at this time.

Man Shenjun shouted: "You are looking for death, do you know that!" The rolling sound came directly from his body.The triangular green ox originally hidden on his body, as well as the saint's power snatched from the palace master of Yuanhuang Shrine, walked out directly.

As soon as the power of these two saints came out, they were connected to each other, directly burning out a power that surpassed that of the mid-stage saints.

For a while!

The pressure that fell on him before has disappeared.

Liu Baiyangmo did not hesitate either, each with the power of a saint, they all emerged one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the power of the four great sages turned into a barrier supporting the sky, forcibly blocking the crushing force roaring down from the sky.

Mr. Mo sneered: "Being a dog is addictive, Man Shenjun, you only have this little strength!" Seeing that this guy didn't hesitate, he pushed towards the void with one hand.

Boom!
A deep black aura shone under the void in all directions, and a strange bird that burned this black magic light all over its body and was filled with the aura approaching the saint's later stage roared out.

This guy just came out.

Mr. Mo just swept his body and landed directly on its forehead.

The aura of the two merged instantly, and the power of the saint in the later stage exploded on the spot!

"Everyone, let these guys who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth have a taste of our strength!"

Mr. Mo's eyes were full of contempt.

after all.

The power of his current saint is no longer the original giant, but an existence that is more powerful than before.With such brutal strength.

He is also qualified enough to stare at the four people below with contemptuous eyes.

The eight people with him whose strength is not inferior to his are all grinning: "Although killing pigs should not be done with a bull's knife, if we don't show some strength, we will really be underestimated by these guys who don't know the so-called Ah! In that case, come out!"

"Today, you can't live!"

"I'll make you understand even if you die." There were screams, and there were a series of brutal auras, which evolved from the eight powerful black-robed monks one after another.

But in an instant.

The eight gods are full of incomparable savagery, the last one is Mr. Mo's saint power level, and the highest saint power has even reached the late saint level, appearing one after another.

Then match their breath.

The coercive and deep atmosphere of the whole scene was unusually brutal.

The power of the four great saints who could persist a moment ago collapsed instantly under such a fierce aura.

(End of this chapter)