Huo Yuanzhen has never seen such a scene before, a person's hair can grow almost infinitely.

After Dongfang Shaobai inherited Ding Buer's blood-transforming magic skills, white hair was a sharp weapon, which often grew to more than ten feet long, with amazing power.

But his one was considered pirated, Ding Buer was the original version, and it was displayed in extreme anger, and its power was even more amazing.

The sky above Tianshui Lake was covered with silver and white hair, Ding Buer's white hair covered the sky and the stirring of wind and clouds were changing, just like a huge spider web, and Ding Buer was the spider in the center of the web.

People like Huo Yuanzhen are the moths waiting to be arrested.

At this time, Huo Yuan really had a strange idea in his mind. In his previous life, some barber shops could collect people's hair. If Ding Buer was brought back, would he make a fortune by selling his hair?

Of course, this absurd idea just flashed away, and Huo Yuanzhen then returned to the main topic and stared at the demon king.

If he was angry, he could explode, then Ding Buer must be at the level of a nuclear bomb now. He looked at Huo Yuanzhen with blood-red eyes and kept getting lucky in the air.

Next to Huo Yuanzhen, Ran Dongye and others stood on the left and right. Since they chose to stay at this moment, they wanted to fight with Huo Yuanzhen to the end.

When Ding Buer's vicious eyes fell on Ran Dongye, he seemed a little painful.

He still had some expectations, hoping that Ran Dongye would be with him, but unfortunately, he could not see a trace of considerate and warmth in Ran Dongye's eyes. Even if there were, it was hostile.

"Little monk!"

A hoarse voice echoed over the Tianshui Lake, and ripples rippled in the water. The wind and clouds in the sky were changing. Ding Buer's voice was unpleasant and had great power.

Huo Yuanzhen looked at Ding Buer in the distance in the distance, and stood on his chest with a single palm. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ding Buer, we finally met."

Ding Buer is actually very handsome, not like a demon, he is all fierce. His evil lies in his temperament and personality, not in his appearance.

With white hair and red eyes, Ding Buer looked very weird in the air.

"Little monk, you probably have heard of it. I have always liked to leave a line of opportunities for people when doing things. This is the case when I left the blood demon picture, and this is the case when I left an antidote for An Mufeng. Today, I will give you another chance."

"If I ask my monk to surrender and beg for mercy, then donor Ding doesn't need to say anything."

"Haha! Little monk. What you think is beauty. I said I would give you a chance. You can just choose whether to leave a whole body. Do you think you still have a chance to survive?"

Hearing Ding Buer's malicious joke, Huo Yuanzhen just smiled, "Since that's the case, I will give Donor Ding a chance. If you are willing to put down your butcher's knife, I am willing to accept you into Shaolin, become my Shaolin disciple, and replace Jueyuan's Zhike Monk."

"Hmph! I'm stubborn. Since that's the case, I have nothing to say to you. If you dare to bring the Zhongyuan Xiaoxiao to my Shenlong Sect to be presumptuous, you must be prepared for the current situation. Today, I will dye the Tianshui Lake red with your blood!"

As soon as Ding Buer finished speaking, the four Shilun Venerables in the sky spoke.

Venerable Milan pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! Ding Buer, you have forgotten me and others!"

Ding Buer snorted coldly, and he was also in the air, his position was almost parallel to Shilun. His cold eyes swept across several people: "A few immortals, there are no immortals in the world. You don't have the ability to use the method three thousand times to read. Today is your death period!"

"Then you have to try it before you know! Abbot, you can rest first, and leave this battle to us!"

Venerable Shilun seemed to be kind, but at this moment, everyone knew that this matter could not be good. Either the entire army of the Central Plains martial arts world was wiped out, or Ding Buer died and there was no other way out.

So the Venerable Shilun took the initiative for the first time!

Without any humility, the four priests of Shilun attacked Ding Buer from four directions, east, west, south, north and north, and their movements were as fast as lightning. Within a few breaths, the four of them had already arrived at a distance of less than twenty meters beside Ding Buer.

Eight palms came out at the same time, and a bright glow burst into the palm of everyone's palm!

That was the essence of internal strength, just like Huo Yuan really had three parts of Yin and Yang energy, which rushed out of the hands of the four people and bombarded Ding Buer together.

Ding Buer curled the corner of his mouth disdainfully: "The pearl of rice grains also shines!"

He raised his palm and grabbed the void a few times. The internal force balls emitted by the four Shih Wheel Venerables were like bubbles. Before they could approach Ding Buer, they were shattered in the void and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Venerable Milan's face was solemn: "Which level has you reached at this level of virtual grip?"

"Hmph! There are still so many questions to die at the moment, so it's okay to tell you. I have already seen where the way of heaven is. But you who are still ghosts will never die. I can never take the last step, but my skills are no longer what you can imagine. As long as you deal with you, I can surpass the peak and live forever from now on!"

After Ding Buer said that, his body trembled and three phantoms split out from his body. It was his unique skill for fame, and it was also the signature skill of the Blood Demons of all dynasties and the clone method of the Blood Shadow Divine Art.

Ding Buer himself rushed straight to Venerable Milan, and the three phantoms rushed towards the other three Venerables, fighting each other!

The number advantage of the four Shilun Venerables was easily offset, and they had to start a close-knit battle with Ding Buer.

This was the first time Huo Yuanzhen saw a head-on battle of this level. He saw white hair flying in the sky, and four Ding Buer fought against four Shilun Venerables.

Every move is like a mountain collapse and a crack. Since their battle, the Tianshui Lake below has never stopped shaking, and waves rise one after another, endlessly.

The dark clouds were stirred and kept rolling, and the internal force was released to push the sea of ​​clouds. Even because the moisture in the water waves below was too strong, the water vapor rose, and it was raining in the sky, which was almost the same as artificial rainfall.

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen also clearly realized the strength of the four Shilun Venerables.

His own skills are very powerful. The biggest difference between him and the imperial realm is that no internal force can reach the imperial realm, so he cannot fly freely, but his actual combat power is not inferior to any imperial realm master.

But to put it in detail, it is about the same level as Venerable Shilun.

Before learning the tenth stance of the Tathagata's magic palm, Huo Yuanzhen could not even defeat a Shilun Venerable alone.

Not to mention Ding Buer, he was still free and easy on one-on-four, and Huo Yuan could really feel that Ding Buer had not yet put his full effort into it.

It seems that once Ding Buer was born, no one would be his opponent. It was indeed not a false saying. If you continue to fight like this, I am afraid that Venerables of Shi Lu have no chance of winning.

Not only Huo Yuanzhen realized this, but Venerable Shilun also clearly realized this. The four of them fought with Ding Buer for a while. He knew that if this continued, he would definitely lose.

After absorbing the skills of Dongfang Shaobai, Dong Xuanzi and An Mufeng, Ding Buer has been practicing hard for a hundred years. To this day, Ding Buer has reached a height that no one can reach.

Ding Buer laughed wildly while fighting easily: "Haha! Four old ghosts! How about it? I said that after losing the secret technique, you four are just paper tigers, vulnerable. Next, I will dismember you five horses one by one and avenge the revenge I lost to you back then!"

After Ding Buer finished speaking, his long hair began to fly in the sky, heading straight for the four Shilun Venerables.

When Master Milan saw Ding Buer's white hair flying over, he knew that the situation was not good.

Ding Buer's long hair left a deep impression on several people back then. Now that I meet it again, I am afraid it will be even more powerful. If I am entangled by it, I will definitely be unable to escape death!

Venerable Milan smiled bitterly and turned to the three venerables in the battle and said, "A few old brothers, the last moment has come."

"Amitabha! It's almost done!"

"Everything is up to the senior brother!"

"Senior Brother, start with you, aren't we just for today!"

The three of them took a break from their busy schedule and Venerable Milan nodded.

First of all, he stopped holding back and exerted his full strength. His powerful internal force surged out like a river. He forced Ding Buer's white hair to get close to him. Then he retreated violently. He stood in the east, folded his hands in front of his chest, and a golden light burst out in his palm!

"I am in the position of the Oriental Blue Dragon, Light!"

With the actions of Venerable Milan, another Venerable got rid of Ding Buer's white hair and came to the west.

"I am in the position of the White Tiger in the West, Ming!"

As the two venerables completed the movements, Ding Buer also realized something was wrong, and the other party's killer move was about to come out.

He also stepped up his offensive and covered the other two venerables with white hair. As long as he could hold up one person, he would probably not be able to use this strange method of the other party.

The third Venerable struggled to break free. After exercising his strength, he realized that the white hair seemed to have no power. He easily broke free and hurriedly occupied the south.

"I am in the position of Suzaku in the South, really!"

When the fourth Venerable saw that the third Venerable easily broke free, he didn't care too much. He waved his internal force and forced his white hair to retreat and headed north.

But he never expected that as soon as the white hair retreated, he immediately began to counterattack wildly.

Ding Buer gave up his attack on the other three people, but instead concentrated his firepower to attack the last Venerable Shilun. His white hair was like a spider spitting silk, and the spring silkworm formed a cocoon, and soon surrounded the fourth Venerable layer by layer.

The Venerable roared and attacked desperately, and it was difficult to stop the white hair from approaching. It was about to be defeated by Ding Buer.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ding Buer laughed wildly: "Idiot! It's been more than a hundred years, and you guys are still so stupid. I deliberately let you three go and capture the last one. Now you can't reinforce it. It depends on how I kill you all one by one!"

The other three venerables were anxious. At this moment, their formation was about to be formed and they could not reinforce the last venerable. If this venerable dies, the three of them will also be defeated, which is a matter of time!
Chapter completed!