The mysterious woman, July slowly said: "You can't escape, no one can survive."

Ji Liao smiled disdainfully and didn't even want to pay attention to her. The facts are the best proof. The sunset in the sky emits meteors and fire rains, but there is nothing wrong with the plants and trees in the mountains.

These plants and trees sway and stretch out their branches to stop them.

Even the Buddha butcher who had always been calm could not help but feel that everyone was enemies of the world.

He couldn't help but say, "Lord, we may be trapped in the territory of law."

Ji Liao said: "District of Dharma?"

He heard from the Buddha and the butcher that only powerful monks who understand the sympathy of heaven and man can be called real strong people. If these powerful monks stay in a certain place for a long time, they will blend with the earth energy of that place and gradually become the controller of this place. The so-called mountain gods and river gods among the people are actually many monks who have cultivated their Dharma domains. They control a place and can call the wind and rain in that place, almost like gods.

Obviously, the sunset in the sky has cultivated this mountain into his own territory.

Ji Liao frowned. If this is the case, the other party's advantage in geographical location is indeed very good.

Whether it is a war or a competition between individuals, the right time, place and people are the elements of victory. Now Ji Liao and they have no one to reconcile, no place and no time, and they are actually trapped in some kind of passiveness.

He was not discouraged, looked at the sun in the sky, laughed coldly, and said, "Buddha, can you hold on?"

The Buddha butcher smiled and said, "We have seen all the bigger scenes."

Blood Umbrella said in a sweet voice: "I remember back then, we followed Bodhidoro and even broke the backbone of the Great Snow Mountain. Now it's just a small scene."

Ye Maha carried the mug drum on his back and smiled foolishly.

Ji Liao said: "Okay."

He threw July on the ground, gently put down the cat, took off his Taoist robe, and looked naked and had only shorts made of black silk on his lower body.

Usually, Ji Liao looks a little thin. Once he takes off his clothes, he is full of streamlined muscles, and his whole body seems to be a perfect portrait carved from marble.

He said, "You guys are here to hold on, I'll beat that guy down."

Ji Liao clenched his fists and made a thunderous sound from his bones.

Boom boom boom boom!

He pulled up onions from the dry land, and his terrifying energy burst out from his body, shooting into the sky.

After Dancheng, Ji Liao went all out for the first time.

Even though July was full of confidence in Lord Sun Demon, he couldn't help but feel shaken in his heart at this moment. Is this still a human?

The people in their Sunset Village all have the blood of demons, but they have never had such a powerful existence as Ji Liao. Even at this moment, July was a little worried about Lord Sun Demon.

Ji Liao was in the rain of fire, flying higher and higher, and the heat he felt became more and more amazing.

His black hair was hot, and he felt like he was about to burn.

Ji Liao's eyes were like lightning, staring at the big fireball in the sky.

Gradually, his skin turned red and his hair was filled with flames, but he finally saw the body of the big fireball in the sky.

It turned out to be a three-legged crow, looking at him with his hazy sleepy eyes. Its eyes were indifferent and cold, inversely proportional to the flames on its body.

Ji Liao thought to himself: It turned out to be a three-legged golden crow that became a spirit.

These are powerful demons recorded in the different ambitions of gods and demons. They are born with extremely powerful, and even many demons are their food.

No wonder it doesn’t set the sun. It’s just a demon that has lived for countless years inhabiting the sky.

"Humble human, do you want to challenge me?" This is the sound of the powerful spiritual power of the Three-legged Golden Crow vibrating the air.

Aloof, indifferent, like a god or a demon.

Ji Liao didn't talk nonsense at all and punched him directly.

Like a meteor, it passes through numerous flames.

The three-legged golden crow has no sense of avoiding it. It is powerful and has long forgotten the feeling of being beaten last time.

The heavy fists were blocked by its wings that were blazing red flames. Each person and the demon all shook in the air, and powerful airflow burst out around them.

The three-legged golden crow felt that her wings were a little numb and fell into a long-standing memory. It used its mental power to shake the air and made a sound, slowly saying: "Is this, pain?"

Ji Liao's fists were also a little sore and swollen. The physical fitness of the three-legged golden crow was almost approaching Ye Maha.

He had absolutely no power to stop just now and did not penetrate its defense.

But he is a monk.

"Come again!"

Ji Liao shouted loudly, pointed his sword with his hand and used the sword energy and Lei Yin. His current cultivation level finally fully demonstrated the power of the sword energy and Lei Yin sword technique.

Over the past thousands of years, there have been very few monks who have learned the sword energy and thunder sound, but each of them is a stunning genius, leaving behind all kinds of terrifying achievements in their respective eras.

Only with such swordsmanship can one achieve the undefeated myth of a strong man.

Whoosh!

Scream!

Sizzle!

The three-legged golden crow's wings were cut off by the sword energy Leiyin, revealing the bare red meat inside.

Feathers floated in the air and became a huge flame.

It opened its mouth and sucked the flames back, angrily saying, "You deserve to die."

The bloodline of the three-legged golden crow is noble, and every piece of feather is gorgeous and rare. It will take a long time to grow back. At this time, it has more than one piece of feather.

Looking at the bare red meat on its wings, it hated Ji Liao in a huge way.

The bird's body arched slightly, its wings flapped, and the surging heat came to slap.

Before the heat wave hit, Ji Lai felt unable to breathe with his mouth and nose, and strong pressure hit him.

He felt a sense of fighting in his heart and slapped it out with a palm.

"Three flowers gather together to hold your palms!"

This is a great magical power recorded in the Jade Liquid and Dan Sutra. Flower is Hua, which sublimates the essence and spirit in the body, condenses it into the mystical orifice, and then draws it out with one palm. When practicing to the extreme, you can destroy mountains and mountains and block rivers and flow.

The extremely exaggerated palm force flew out and was almost a hundred feet in size.

A huge translucent palm force can be seen in the void, colliding with the rolling heat waves.

This was an unparalleled explosion, with brilliant fireworks rising in the air.

The powerful energy even leaked to the ground, causing strong winds, blowing the rocks and plants in the mountains. Even some years-long soil slopes cracked and shaking, mixed with mountain springs, and small-scale mudslides appeared.

The mountain people who were besieging Buddha and the Tuzi couldn't help but fall to the ground, hiding from the powerful and powerful energy in Yisan Mountains.

The blood umbrella was so dizzy that it was blown by a strong wind.

The Buddha and the butcher looked at the sky with a smile, and then asked Ye Maha to put down the dusk drum. He held the drumstick and felt it carefully for a while.

July sneered, "There is no mantra, you can't move it."

The Buddha and the butcher smiled and said, "Girl, you must have never heard of a supernatural power in the world, called using all things."

He took the sleeve of his arm to his arm, exposed his forearm, and made a lion-like roar, saying, "Lord, I am here to cheer you."
Chapter completed!