"Old Demon Guang, you can't escape, hurry up and surrender!"

Eight hundred miles of Broken Dragon Cliff.

The clouds roll and the clouds unfold like a dragon breaking their heads.

Paving the way between heaven and earth, monks with arbitrary aura stood in the air, standing proudly in the air, each holding magical instruments.

Lu Qingfeng stood in the middle of the void.

When I saw the monks from all directions, all of them were as qi as abyss.

Only his body is arrogant and has the attitude of gods and Buddhas surrounding the great demons of heaven and earth.

The divine lights in all directions were thunderous, and a bowl was spread across the sky, spewing out two golden columns of light hanging high in the sky. Combined with the divine light, they blocked all the way from all directions.

Even if Lu Qingfeng has Yun Ding Step in his body, he can't master the Daluo Cave View and even if he raked his left and right branches, he can't get out of his body.

"Purple Gold Bowl."

Lu Qingfeng looked up and looked at the bowl in the sky.

【Magic tool: Purple gold bowl】

【Level: Eighth Level】

【Explanation: The treasure of Mount Sumeru. Once you take action, two golden and green light dragons are standing like water sucking, flying out of the mouth of the jungle, hanging high from the sky. The two light energy are very powerful, and they can be combined as they are divided and combined. A flying sword, magic weapon, and thunder and fire are flying everywhere, so you can't move forward. With that skill and a slightly inferior flying sword, it is still sucked by it, and its escape method is also restrained.】

"All eighth-level magical tools are invited."

Lu Qingfeng looked at the monks in the sky from all directions of Duanlong Cliff and landed on a group of old monks, especially the old monk who was only tall in his children.

The purple gold bowl in the sky was activated by him.

"The Divine Monk Kutuo is worthy of being the leader of the three great monks of Mount Sumeru. This purple gold bowl is really powerful. I just don't know what kind of Buddhist magical powers the magical art of the divine light used by the Monk Wuying?"

Lu Qingfeng's eyes moved from the child-high monk Kutuo to the side, with a solemn face and a mountain-like old monk. This man put his palms together, his treasure face was solemn, and his divine light burst out thousands of feet.

The pure purple gold bowl still can't trap Lu Qingfeng.

However, with the blessing of the divine light of the formless monk, Lu Qingfeng's retreat was cut off.

Lu Qingfeng was not afraid of death, but was curious.

"The Great Sumeru Ruyi barrier without form of divine light."

"This is the supreme magical power of Buddhism, the divine light blocks the road, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. It is not easy for Mr. Guangyuan to practice, so remember to turn back and forth."

"Amitabha!"

The formless monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and made a compassionate statement.

"Ha ha!"

"The monk was joking."

Lu Qingfeng laughed loudly, not afraid at all.

This life.

It doesn't count on the garbage star.

After fifty-six years of arrival in Fengyuexing, he fought fiercely with many real people in Zhengyuexing. While honing his magical powers and skills, he also accumulated experience in fighting skills. In the Fire Spirit Plant, being able to fight with Jiu Pan Po is hard to part with is the rich experience of dozens of battles and hundreds of games on Fengyuexing.

Although he was besieged at this moment, he was not completely dead.

Such a rare opportunity to see the top monks of Fengyuexing display magic weapons and magical powers is rare. Lu Qingfeng cannot escape for the time being, so he can just take a good look.

"Purple Gold Bowl."

"The Great Sumeru Ruyi barrier without form of divine light."

Lu Qingfeng's eyes turned and fell on the seven real people in the sky. "Buddhist sect trapped me, but I don't know the seven real people in the Qingyun Sect, but I want to use thunder to subdue demons?"

Qingyun Sect.

The first seats of the seven peaks are all real people in the gathering realm of Dharma, with mysterious Taoism and profound thunder. The seven people joined forces and were not afraid of any real person in the Golden Pill, and were the top powerhouses of Fengyue Star.

Lu Qingfeng had fought with Qingyun Sect's real people for more than ten times, most of which were virtual pills and real pills real people.

No one is weak, and he is ultimately not as good as the "Qingyun Qizhen". Lu Qingfeng was about to see the top wonderful methods of the Qingyun School and spoke inspiration.

The seven real people were unmoved.

However, the last smiling monk among the three great monks of Mount Dasumi, laughed and took a golden ring from his wrist and said slowly, "Why do you need Qingyun to send seven Taoist brothers to take action? This is the treasure of Zen Master Daxiong's past devil subduing, called the 'Demon-subduing Golden Ring', which is specially used to subdue demons and subdue demons."

"Guangyuan donor, offended."

The smiling monk put his palms together and bowed slightly at Lu Qingfeng.

He threw the golden ring on his hand from the air downwards, his lips moved slightly, but he was silently reciting the six-character talisman, and pinching the Buddhist seal to bless the golden ring.

【Magic weapon: Demon-subduing Golden Ring】

【Level: Eighth Level】

[Explanation: Zen Master Nobita's treasure for the devils in his past years was simple to use. As long as you remember the six-character talisman, follow the Buddhist seals you have learned, and then use them with your true spirit, you can use them from the heart.]

"The Demon-Subduing Golden Ring!"

"The Black Star Realm is worthy of being the place where Arhats meditate and spread the Dharma. Although it has undergone great destruction, Buddhism has finally flourished and countless Buddhist instruments have been passed down!"

Lu Qingfeng was wary when he saw Jin Huan.

Due to the limitation of cultivation and eighth-level magic weapons in hand, these cultivators at the level of elixir cannot exert all their power. But after all, they are eighth-level magic weapons, almost immortal weapons, and they are definitely not easy to stop.

It is easy to hold magic weapons and use the power of the golden elixir to resist the soul.

Not to mention Lu Qingfeng.

Wherever you look.

The golden ring of demon subduing drifted down, turned into a circle of golden glow, and surrounded Lu Qingfeng with his head in his pocket.

Tighten immediately!

"Taiyin Duhe Er Pao!"

Lu Qingfeng was calm and calm. The moon flower robe was coming, and stars shone. Dutian Xuanming Ce fell in his heart. Zhurong’s demon god mastered it with one hand. Three thousand,600 Lingxu-level Xuanming Yin soldiers were leveraging the power inside, and two Dutian Ghost Generals at the peak of the Killing Pills were leveraging the power together.

The breath surged.

Although Lu Qingfeng was only in Lingxu Shenji Realm, he used such a powerful force to rush his breath towards the peak of the Golden Pill.

It is infinitely majestic, and it almost breaks through the bottleneck of the elixir and reaches the great realm of the Yuanshen.

Such mana.

No matter how the golden cloud shrinks, the Taiyin Duwei robe will never be broken.

The great powers are extraordinary after all.

It is far from being able to break easily by an old monk with a golden elixir to activate the eighth-level magic weapon. The golden light of the demon subduing demons turned into golden glow and kept flashing, trying to suppress the aura of demons. However, the "Twelve Capitals Demon God Method" is extremely mysterious, and the demon god gathers the thoughts of the heavens and demons. If the smiling monk is stronger, he may be able to restrain him.

Only the Golden Pill Realm is still a little short.

"What an old demon!"

"Don't panic, three divine monks, let's look at my Qingyun Sect's thunder magic!"

Seeing the three monks joining forces, they could only trap Lu Qingfeng. The head of the seven peaks of Qingyun Sect finally stopped watching. The leader Xuanji Taoist shouted loudly, stepped on Tiangang in front. Then the six real people, Dragon Head, Chi Ling, Shui Yue, Feng Hui, Chaoyang, and Tianyun, moved together.

Seven swords point to the sky.

Taoist Xuanji stood in front, holding a sword in his hand, the hilt of the sword was in the Dantian, and the sword tip crossed the tip of his nose and pointed straight to the nine heavens. He pinched his hands, and there was lightning flashing at the middle of his eyebrows, and he blew loudly in his mouth—

"The Nine Heavens Xuan Zhan has turned into divine thunder. The glorious heavenly power is led by sword!"

Nine heavens of thunder.

If thousands of thunder gods move together, thunder rolls in every move, the abyss of thunder judges the great demon.

"Qingyun Sect's Thunder Method!"

Lu Qingfeng opened his eyes wide when the seven real people of the Qingyun Sect took action. He was a little disappointed until he attracted Thunder.

“There is more than the super level.”

"The magical powers are insufficient."

Shake your head silently.

Rumble!

Thunder roared and lightning shone.

"live!"

Lu Qingfeng pointed his finger at the sky, and thousands of thunder immediately stopped.

"this--"

The monks of the Broken Dragon Cliff were shocked. The eyes gathered, and they felt that under the thunder, the old demon Guang was like the God of Thunder, holding the thunder, and the lightning was gone, and the thunder sounded, but there was no thunder.

Wandering and coming, extremely tame.
To be continued...