I can only say that Miss Ajuan is worthy of being Miss Ajuan.
As a still-developing King of the Divine Realm, he was able to tell the truth at a glance, which deeply impressed the monk.
His eagle is indeed an eagle, but it is not the newer and longer eagle.
The Seven Great Dao Masters headed by Zhou Zhentian are indeed as weak as chickens in the eyes of the monks.
The most terrifying thing for a cultivator is not knowing himself.
The monk has already made this mistake once and will naturally not make it a second time.
He is a sensible man.
Know how to reflect.
I examine myself three times a day.
It’s the monk he’s talking about.
But not everyone is self-aware and capable of introspection.
"Monk! Take my shot!"
There was a vertical row on the opposite side of the Seventh Avenue Master, instilling all spiritual energy into Zhou Zhentian.
They are condensing mana!
I saw six people putting their hands on the shoulders of the person in front, leaning forward slightly, aiming at the monk.
The monk understood instantly.
These seven people used the form of "driving a train" to turn into a very long barrel!
Boom!
The next moment, the leader of the Zhou family, Zhou Zhentian, opened his mouth wide, and countless psychically dense cannonballs exploded from his mouth!
Well…
This novel trick surprised the monk.
What surprised him wasn't because of how powerful this move was.
But I feel that the Taoist priests in this divine realm are not people with normal brain circuits... Why can they come up with such weird tricks!
But one thing to say, the lethality is still very strong!
The Seventh Avenue Master gathers spiritual energy to one point, which not only shares the pressure of spiritual energy consumption, but also makes the power more concentrated!
The leader, Elder Zhou Zhentian, turned into the abyss of the League of Legends. While leading the people behind him, he started to "spit" at the monk.
The psychic cannon was first released from Elder Zhou Zhentian's mouth, and then instantly grew in size, growing to the size of a cannonball!
The cannonball passed by, splitting the space, and countless cracks appeared.
The bombardment blasted out huge craters on the four walls of the chamber.
Golden Lantern: “…”
The power was there, but the picture was so beautiful that the monk was afraid to look at it.
The girl Ajuan next to her was completely dumbfounded with laughter. She was rolling on the ground with her belly in her hands and laughing like a barbell.
The monk did not expect that the Taoist Master of the Divine Realm had degraded to this point.
Try to think of some tricks that are neither interesting nor useful...
"Fancy."
The monk easily dodged the bombardment while moving forward.
The body-protecting Buddha's light on his body lit up all over his body, making the crimson red moon cassock shine brightly.
From the moment the Buddha's light shines on, dodging is no longer important.
The monk received the cannon head-on, and those psychic cannons bombarded him, and were immediately washed away by the body-protecting Buddha's light and the synchronized Buddha's light, disappearing like a mud cow entering the sea.
"Monk! Don't underestimate me!" Zhou Zhentian still refused to admit defeat!
He increased the spray speed of the psychic cannon in his mouth!
From five sprays per second at the beginning, to sixty sprays per second now!
Clan Chief Zhou Zhentian feels like he has transformed into a human fort!
"Old Zhou! Can you withstand it!"
The other family elders are worried about Elder Zhou's condition.
The human psychic cannon move of the seven-man group was thought up by these seven elders together.
Elder Zhou Zhentian's previous record was only forty sprays per second!
They were worried that Elder Zhou Zhentian’s throat would not be able to support it!
Such a frequency is too fast, and it's like putting a vibrator in your throat. You will definitely be hoarse and unable to speak the next day.
"Don't give up! I can still do it! I must let this monk learn a lesson!"
At this time, Elder Zhou had already turned red.
He increased his frequency again! —Seventy sprays in one second!
Anger once again stimulated Elder Zhou's physical potential!
This kind of attack speed is really amazing. At the same time, at the extremely high rate of fire, the power of the psychic cannon has also been improved to a certain extent!
However, even so, it still cannot break the protective Buddha light lingering outside the monk's body.
…
At this moment, Death Tiandao led Zhuo Yi and Sun Rong outside the Daoxuan Hall.
Because there was a fierce battle inside, causing the entire Daoxuan Hall to be destroyed, there was no need to enter the hall to watch the battle...
"Is this... the battle of cultivators in the divine realm?" Sun Rong was stunned.
She looked at the line of Seventh Avenue Masters vomiting madly in front of her, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
“…”
Little did they know that Zhuo Yi and Death Tiandao on the other side were also dumbfounded.
This style of painting is wrong!
The promised battle between cultivators in the divine realm is indeed fierce, but why does it look so ridiculous!
"Senior Zhuo Yi, are they performing the Human Centipede?" The girl opened her mouth slightly in surprise, unable to hide the shock and fear in her expression.
This is so scary that it can’t be overstated to say it’s blinding!
"Senior Death Tiandao, what on earth is going on?" Zhuo Yi also felt that something was wrong with the picture.
It felt like they had walked into a 4K theater and were watching a gun version of a watermarked movie...
"Well, cultivators in the divine realm have unique combat thinking... This is something that cultivators on earth won't understand. It's normal for you not to understand."
Death Tiandao cleared his throat and tried his best to explain the battle situation in front of him.
After all, the Divine Realm is also the birthplace of cultivation.
As one of the Little Golden Men of Tiandao, Death Tiandao naturally shoulders the mission of maintaining the divine realm and spreading the culture of cultivation...
"Senior Death Tiandao, why are they lined up in a row?" Lotus Sun asked.
"Look at the graceful postures of the seven Taoists. They put their hands on the shoulders of the person in front of them, as flexible as snakes. This is combined with the movement technique of "Wandering Dragon Out of the Sea", which is probably from the lion dance. Find inspiration. Cultivation is such a simple knowledge. You have to find inspiration from the details of life to make it easier to break through..." Death Tiandao replied.
"That's it! That spray of spiritual energy from the mouth is..."
"This is the performance art of the Taoists. They are using this form of magic to warn the world not to spit everywhere. This serves the purpose of protecting the environment and warning the world!"
"As expected of a senior... This can be accomplished..." Sun Rong couldn't help but mumble.
"What did you say?"
"nothing… "
In the Buddha's Golden Lotus, Lotus Sun raised her hand again: "Then why was their team separated by Senior Jindeng?"
While the girl was talking, in the meeting hall of the Daoxuan Hall, which had been almost destroyed, seven Taoists were slapped by the Golden Lantern Tathagata's palm and took off!
The seven great masters instantly turned into ant-like black spots and were thrown into the sky.
And then, bang bang bang bang bang bang…
One after another they fell to the ground...
Each Taoist is a trap.
Just seven people were killed.
Death Tiandao wiped his sweat: "This is Tao Zun's tribute to the famous poet Bai Juyi. Youdao is like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate... The ground of Daoxuan Hall is like a jade plate. This is also the behavior of Tao Zun." Art… "
Hearing this, the girl was silent for a moment.
Then she asked the last question: "But... why did all seven elders vomit blood?"
“…”
The heavenly way of death supports the forehead.
He can't make it up anymore!
grass! (a plant)
(End of chapter)