"True Void Realm!"
The old monk of Longxiang Temple looked at the figure in the black and white Tianyuan Formation, and his eyes showed his brilliance: "The donor's sword is full of perishing vitality. It shocked the poor monk's soul. The donor's killing heart is too heavy. I am afraid it may not be a good thing. what!"
In the Yuyang Forest in the Yuanyuan Formation in the Black Daytime, he turned his head slightly to look at the old monk who was cultivated in the real virtual realm of Longxiang Temple.
The palm of his hand was held in the void, and the grinding disc that was spinning rapidly in mid-air twisted suddenly and slowly dissipated.
Within the enchantment, auspicious light suddenly radiated, and two white jade cores were condensed in the dissipated grinding disc. The crystal clear, blue light, swayed a breath of impenetrable power, heaven and earth. The power instantly rolled through the enchantment.
It seems to be scrubbing the two white jade cores.
The two white jade cores were beating in mid-air, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth frantically. They were extremely spiritual, as if they had life, and were more shocking as if they were self-cultivating.
The lines on it are restrained, but extremely mysterious, as if the heaven and the earth are hidden.
The eyes of the powerful people in the illusion realm cultivation base all around shrank sharply, and they were all powerful people who condensed the primordial spirit. It seemed that these two white jade pills were the lives of two illusion realm peak powerhouses. Essence!
Yuyanglin waved his hand and put away the two white jade pills, but the cold mask made the people here feel colder and more terrifying at this moment.
Just killed the big prison of the world's number one mercenary'Ye' organization, how long has it been before the lunatic Wuxiang actually killed two powerhouses at the peak of the illusion realm again, and it was still the Qi Yaotian of Qi Yaotian.
What a terrible thing this is, it makes the entire Fifth Peak silent, and everyone is terrified.
"Old monk, do you have to come and give some advice?"
Yuyanglin’s icy voice resounded again, causing the Fifth Peak to go up and down, in all directions. Hundreds of famous sect figures were tightening their minds and looked towards the direction of the Longxiang Temple monks. .
Even the Qi Yaotian group of still shocking Pill Formation experts held their breath, their expressions were shocked, and their eyes were dull. It seemed that at this moment, they couldn't believe that the two famous Qi Yaos, who had shaken the world, were actually killed by the lunatic Wuxiang.
"The donor misunderstood, the poor monk has a shallow cultivation, and he thinks he is not an opponent of the donor."
The old monk of Longxiang Temple looked solemnly and worshiped at Yuyang Forest for eleven years: "The benefactor was cultivated as Tongtian, but he deliberately angered the two powerful illusions and illusions in Qiyaotian and led them to the black and white Tianyuan formation, and then they Killing can be described as a well-intentioned one."
"The fall of the two illusion realm peak powerhouses is a heavy loss for Qi Yaotian, and I am afraid that Tyrant Lion Hou already knows."
The old monk said softly: "The real essence of the Jiazi Budo Club is martial arts exchanges, but with the changes of the times, it continues to deteriorate, and it eventually becomes a grand gathering of fame and wealth. It is really sad. You are all human beings. In the era of invasion, we should not kill each other even more."
The old monk shook his head slightly with a look of regret.
"What, Master Kong Zen, is not an opponent!"
But the strong people in the illusion and illusion realm were shocked when they heard the words. The empty Zen master of the Longxiang Temple has a well-known reputation, exquisite Buddhism, and unpredictable cultivation. He was already strong in the real illusion thousands of years ago. Those who think they are not the matchless opponents of fanatics!
The strong people in the illusion and virtual realm who are sitting are all stunned, and the fanatic Wuxiang is definitely the strong in the real and virtual realm, and also the strong in the real and virtual realm.
The Yinqiu, Hongye, and even Taiqing Palace in Xingluo Pavilion, as well as the other powerful illusions and illusions in the Quartet, were shocked, but they felt that they were taken for granted.
Such a terrifying character definitely exists in the realm of illusion, otherwise it would not be possible to kill two powerhouses at the pinnacle of illusion with a single sword.
"What, true virtual world!"
"A strong man in the realm of virtual reality!"
"The fanatic Wuxiang is a strong man in the realm of truth and emptiness!"
"It's no wonder that I dare to be so unscrupulous, how can I be afraid of such strength!"
"True Void Realm! Before the Jiazi Martial Arts Association started, there were actually strong men from the True Void Realm who fought, and three characters from the Illusory Void Realm had fallen. It was indeed an unprecedented martial arts meeting after its prosperous period!"
"This year's Jiazi Budokai is really eye-catching!"
The old monk of Longxiang Temple, Master Shang Kongchan, shocked all directions as soon as he spoke. Fanatic Wuxiang is a powerhouse in the realm of truth and emptiness, and shocked everyone. Communication symbols passed through time and space and passed on all directions.
However, Yuyanglin didn't care, and as soon as his energy was dissipated, he suddenly dissipated the aura of the peak of the illusion that was deliberately condensed and somewhat obscure.
I have already killed the prison, and even the two peak powers of the fantasy realm who killed Qi Yaotian. It is useless to cover up, and I don't have to think about it, I already know that the fanatic Wuxiang is definitely the power of the true virtual realm.
"Old monk, you are exquisite in Dharma and have a high level of realm, but you consider yourself a poor monk. It can be seen that your mood is also extremely high."
Yuyanglin's voice was free and easy, and he killed the two phantom realm peak powerhouses in Qi Yaotian, and his mind became more comfortable, and I could feel that although the surrounding powerhouses were shocked and horrified, they were even more in their hearts. Excited, even passionate.
Qi Yaotian’s strength makes many forces fear, Xingluo Pavilion, Taiqing Palace and other big forces have to avoid their sharp edges, but now they have been killed by two strong men at the pinnacle of illusion. For Qi Yaotian, absolutely It is also a heavy loss!
The two phantom realm peak powerhouses, they are comparable to the existence of a true virtual realm.
"The word "poor monk" is an extremely humble self-proclaim in Buddhism. It is like a dangling wise sword, guarding oneself, worrying about the way and not being poor, not being moved by fame and fortune, and always reminding one's own cultivation. Insufficiency of virtue and wisdom, so that we can be more courageous and diligent, and analyze the way of life and death in more depth!"
Walking on the edge of the white jade chessboard in Yuyang Lin Xianting, and speaking, the huge square enchantment slowly dissipated, as if escaping into the white jade chessboard. On the edge of the white jade chessboard, I don’t know when there was a person wearing it. The old man in Wanbao Pavilion's costume had a deep but calm gaze. He made a seal with one hand and dissipated the enchantment of the white jade chessboard.
In the dark day, the Yuan formation is easy to start, and it requires the personnel of Wanbao Pavilion to come forward to unlock it.
"Um!"
The old monk who was called Kong Zen by Yin Qiu and others brightened his eyes and looked at the madman who talked and laughed freely in the field. His expression was slightly shaken, as if he was surprised that the madman had no relative understanding of the Dharma.
"Master Kong, Senior Wuxiang has a lot to do with my Longxiang Temple."
The empty valley standing by the side respectfully replied what happened after entering Jiufeng Mountain and meeting the lunatic Wuxiang.
"What! Master Xuzhi!"
When Master Kong Chan heard the words, his expression changed and he seemed a little excited. Between waving his hands, he instantly lit three communication symbols, isolating the sound transmission, and no one could hear what was said.
"Thank you for the incomparable donor for informing!"
Master Kong Chan once again prayed to Yuyang Forest for eleven, with a compassionate and respectful look: "Junior Brother Kongchen was invited by Wanbao Pavilion to enter the Wanbao Pavilion headquarters. The donor came in for a cup of tea, and the Jiazi Budokai would take twenty days before it started, but it happened to ask the non-applicant donor for some advice."
Although Master Kong Zen sincerely invited the fanatics to have nothing to do, the powerhouses in the surrounding fantasy realm felt that Master Kong Chan didn't want to let the fanatics to create and kill evil again.
"No, I already feel an extremely angry murderous intent coming through the dark void. I'm afraid Tyrant Lion Hou is about to kill me soon!"
Yuyanglin's faceless mask seemed to be grinning, looking towards the sky, feeling the intense killing intent.
"Hmph, Qi Yaotian's momentum and air luck are indeed billowing like a dragon, and its spirit is raging. It is destined to be a behemoth that is destined to contend for the world's hegemony. It may even become the pinnacle power of the Pangu world and dominate the world."
"But when you meet me, you are doomed to fail and die for seven days!" Yuyang Lin's voice was frantic, echoing everywhere.
"Master Wuxiang, please, please!"
And the elder man in Illusion Realm, who was standing on the edge of the black and white Tianyuan Formation and wearing Wanbao Pavilion costumes, suddenly said that he looked respectful, but he was neither humble nor overbearing.