"Summer Palm?"

The man in black robe moved his eyes and saw the huge palm crisscrossing in the vast Buddha's light. He didn't say much and raised it casually.

A dark and cold soul-catching chain has broken out of the air, like a demon dragon roaring at the sky, pounced on the rolling Buddha light with its teeth and claws:

"It doesn't seem to be very good either!"

Boom!

The four of them took action one after another, but the collision almost simultaneously.

The many soldiers Ding who were shocked by Qiao Moke's palm had not yet landed, they heard a shocking roar in the sky.

Someone looked up and saw four-colored lights filling the sky, and the clouds in the city were flattened. The storm of air was rolling and stimulating, which was spectacular for a while.

The formation prohibition in the city was instantly activated, but it was still shocked by the explosion of air waves.

For a time, there was a great commotion in Linxi City, and various soldiers and patrols were dispatched to suppress the riots.

The blow was useless, and the old man Gu Yue's face shook, and his already dark face became darker: "Prince, be careful, this demon's cultivation is better than you and me!"

"Cultivation is cultivation, fighting is fighting! If you have strong cultivation, you will definitely win. Then I have been dead for decades!"

Jomo Ke Yang's long roar was full of coldness on his round face, which was like a wealthy man outside the courtyard, and his qi and blood were swelling like flames burning.

His cultivation is not as good as Gu Yue, but his body is strong and his strength is great, and his fighting experience is far superior. Even though the sound of the rolling magic sound is still unmoved.

Stepping out of the fist, it seemed like a dragon and an elephant followed, blocking the mourning stick.

It surprised the man in white.

In Dongshengzhou and even the world's practice world, these six realms are called the realm of mortals, rituals, warming up, natal, entering the Tao, and forming elixirs.

If a magical power is cultivated to the "elixir", it can be called "golden elixir".

The golden elixir has nine turns, and each turn requires a magical power to be refined and cooperate with each other. Only in this way can we advance.

This Qiao Moke is just Jindan cultivation, and can actually resist his mourning stick?

"Who do you think you are?"

After a little surprised, the man in white sneered again.

The mourning stick just shook and turned into a shadow of the stick in the sky, spreading thousands of acres of smoke and dust, like mountains soaring into the sky, like pouring rain, flooding Jomoko with a bang.

boom!

boom!

Listening to the explosion in the sky, Qin Honghai crawled on the ground in the dusty ruins.

He stared at the two mysterious people who were still standing in place until now, as if they had never moved their steps, and were gritting their teeth.
Chapter completed!