Chapter 362
"Ah! How could this be? They are exactly the same, seven people!" Lu Ziyou was stunned, almost suspecting that the master is actually the true inheritance of Fulongmen, and these people must not be mass-produced puppets.
"You're in the wrong direction..." Xiao Xiao felt regretful, and the sense of loss was beyond words.
"Which is right and which is wrong, it is left to the victor to write." The great lord took a few steps back, waved his hand, and the seven monks shot at the same time, attacking Xiao Xiaosheng.
"The Hall of Nine Zuns, the so-called Nine Zuns are actually only your real one." The voice was like a mosquito, but it could be heard clearly in the ears of everyone present. Said softly.
There were bursts of electric arcs and crackling sounds, which was the response from the Great Lord to Yue Kunlun.
"One life is two, two is three, three is nine, nine, nine bodies, only you escaped, and you are the only one left. Even if you use the charming girl, how far can you recover?" Black-clothed sword cultivator Not far or near, no matter how the Great Master hides, he is always at an arm's length in front of him, saying every word: "One-ninth of you, you who only have some incomplete memories of your previous life, what can you do?"
"Shut up!" The great lord's voice was lukewarm, as if it had a bewitching voice. Yue Kunlun actually stopped talking, and moved his upper and lower lips, but he couldn't make a sound.
Yue Kunlun frowned, and bullied himself up, the sword was not a sword, the sword was a sword, it was not real, the sword seemed to be everywhere, and at the same time it seemed to not exist at all.
Lu Ziyou watched from the side, his eyes widened, Patriarch Yue's artistic conception... he couldn't understand it at all, he couldn't understand it at all, the only thing he could know was that Patriarch Yue was very powerful, to an unimaginable height.
However, Patriarch Yue's sword couldn't touch the lapel of the Great Lord's clothes, as if there was an invisible barrier around the Great Lord, which could slow down the attack, not only that, but also absorb the damage and double the counterattack.Yue Kunlun's face flushed red, but he refused to take a step back.
The spiritual power of heaven and earth swarmed in, forming a vortex, and the center of the vortex was Yue Kunlun and the great lord.
After advancing to God Transformation, Yue Kunlun has realized certain laws of the Dao of Heaven and applied them in battle.But if the news from the General Pavilion of the Zhongxing Land is true, and the Great Lord is the clone of the immortal, then he is someone who has a deeper understanding of the way of heaven.
Yue Kunlun competed with others for the rules, it was like hitting an egg against a rock, and he overestimated his capabilities.
"You... back off!" the Great Lord said leisurely, with a relaxed posture, as if strolling in a garden.As soon as the words came out, Yue Kunlun was really retreating, three steps, only three steps, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, wet Ancestor Yue's chest and skirt.
"Hahaha!" Yue Kunlun laughed wildly, his beard and hair all stretched out: "My lord, you are nothing more than that! You use the power of the law with all your strength, but you only make Yue take three steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood."
Integrate into the world, alone, alone, alone.Yue Kunlun was gone.In the vortex formed by the collision of spiritual power, only the Grand Master remained.
The great lord didn't care, and turned his eyes to the side, smiling both righteously and evilly.
The seven monks, four out of seven, Xiao Xiaosheng's sword was crazy, drunk, drinking and having fun, sword, violent and crazy.His style of play was crazy, he used offense instead of defense, his sword was flying, but he didn't have a single sword to return to defense, and he let the opponent's spells, talisman papers, and weapons greet him.Do not dodge, do not dodge, do not break or stand, every move, every move is a trick that will lead to the end.
This dude is really tough!This is the only impression Lu Ziyou had after watching it.Whether it's ghost fire or magic attack, people laugh and laugh completely, and after being hit, they are still alive and kicking, with bleeding on their bodies, don't care, and burnt bodies, don't care.He is not strong, but has amazing resilience. After drinking a sip of wine and laughing, the big wound heals immediately without leaving a scar, and his skin is so fair that even women want to envy and hate.
(End of this chapter)
"Ah! How could this be? They are exactly the same, seven people!" Lu Ziyou was stunned, almost suspecting that the master is actually the true inheritance of Fulongmen, and these people must not be mass-produced puppets.
"You're in the wrong direction..." Xiao Xiao felt regretful, and the sense of loss was beyond words.
"Which is right and which is wrong, it is left to the victor to write." The great lord took a few steps back, waved his hand, and the seven monks shot at the same time, attacking Xiao Xiaosheng.
"The Hall of Nine Zuns, the so-called Nine Zuns are actually only your real one." The voice was like a mosquito, but it could be heard clearly in the ears of everyone present. Said softly.
There were bursts of electric arcs and crackling sounds, which was the response from the Great Lord to Yue Kunlun.
"One life is two, two is three, three is nine, nine, nine bodies, only you escaped, and you are the only one left. Even if you use the charming girl, how far can you recover?" Black-clothed sword cultivator Not far or near, no matter how the Great Master hides, he is always at an arm's length in front of him, saying every word: "One-ninth of you, you who only have some incomplete memories of your previous life, what can you do?"
"Shut up!" The great lord's voice was lukewarm, as if it had a bewitching voice. Yue Kunlun actually stopped talking, and moved his upper and lower lips, but he couldn't make a sound.
Yue Kunlun frowned, and bullied himself up, the sword was not a sword, the sword was a sword, it was not real, the sword seemed to be everywhere, and at the same time it seemed to not exist at all.
Lu Ziyou watched from the side, his eyes widened, Patriarch Yue's artistic conception... he couldn't understand it at all, he couldn't understand it at all, the only thing he could know was that Patriarch Yue was very powerful, to an unimaginable height.
However, Patriarch Yue's sword couldn't touch the lapel of the Great Lord's clothes, as if there was an invisible barrier around the Great Lord, which could slow down the attack, not only that, but also absorb the damage and double the counterattack.Yue Kunlun's face flushed red, but he refused to take a step back.
The spiritual power of heaven and earth swarmed in, forming a vortex, and the center of the vortex was Yue Kunlun and the great lord.
After advancing to God Transformation, Yue Kunlun has realized certain laws of the Dao of Heaven and applied them in battle.But if the news from the General Pavilion of the Zhongxing Land is true, and the Great Lord is the clone of the immortal, then he is someone who has a deeper understanding of the way of heaven.
Yue Kunlun competed with others for the rules, it was like hitting an egg against a rock, and he overestimated his capabilities.
"You... back off!" the Great Lord said leisurely, with a relaxed posture, as if strolling in a garden.As soon as the words came out, Yue Kunlun was really retreating, three steps, only three steps, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, wet Ancestor Yue's chest and skirt.
"Hahaha!" Yue Kunlun laughed wildly, his beard and hair all stretched out: "My lord, you are nothing more than that! You use the power of the law with all your strength, but you only make Yue take three steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood."
Integrate into the world, alone, alone, alone.Yue Kunlun was gone.In the vortex formed by the collision of spiritual power, only the Grand Master remained.
The great lord didn't care, and turned his eyes to the side, smiling both righteously and evilly.
The seven monks, four out of seven, Xiao Xiaosheng's sword was crazy, drunk, drinking and having fun, sword, violent and crazy.His style of play was crazy, he used offense instead of defense, his sword was flying, but he didn't have a single sword to return to defense, and he let the opponent's spells, talisman papers, and weapons greet him.Do not dodge, do not dodge, do not break or stand, every move, every move is a trick that will lead to the end.
This dude is really tough!This is the only impression Lu Ziyou had after watching it.Whether it's ghost fire or magic attack, people laugh and laugh completely, and after being hit, they are still alive and kicking, with bleeding on their bodies, don't care, and burnt bodies, don't care.He is not strong, but has amazing resilience. After drinking a sip of wine and laughing, the big wound heals immediately without leaving a scar, and his skin is so fair that even women want to envy and hate.
(End of this chapter)
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