The fighting spirit in Wu Tao's heart arose, and in an instant it merged with the Buddha's will around him. Under the blessing of the Buddha's will, it turned into an invincible and unrivaled Buddha's fist, which was suppressed with a crash.

It is obviously a fist that contains the great meaning of Buddhism, but at this moment, it is filled with a terrifying power that overwhelms the world and causes it to collapse.

Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Ma Fan, Cong Shu Jie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang looked at the scene in front of them, dumbfounded.

"Can this guy really kill a monk in the Danjie stage?" Yu Mo's face was filled with shock.

"Are you saying that he might be able to kill the monks in the alchemy stage?" Ma Fan was shocked when he heard this.

"Looking at what he's like now, do you think it's impossible?"

"I have heard a rumor a long time ago. If someone hadn't saved Hong Bai's life in the ring that day, Hong Bai would have been killed by our terrible teammate!"

"I always thought this rumor was false. After all, no matter how bad Hong Bai is, he is still a monk in the Dan-formation stage, right?"

"How could it be possible to be killed by a monk in the foundation building stage, but now it seems that it is very likely to be true."

Ye Hong also spoke in agreement.

Yu Mo, Cong Shu Jie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang all changed their minds. Is Wu Tao really so tyrannical?

"How is this possible? How could you not be dead?"

Seeing Wu Tao becoming more and more powerful, Xue Zhahan also had a look of shock on his face.

Wu Tao's whole body exploded, his spiritual power was overwhelming, his whole body was filled with Buddha energy, his fist covered the sky, he was as quiet as an infinite abyss, and as moving as a giant mountain thousands of feet high!

The power is so overwhelming that people can't help but kneel down and want to worship.

"Pseudo-supernatural power mediates the creation of Buddha's fist!"

Xue Zhahan used five bloody tentacles to kill Wu Tao.

"boom"

The golden fist filled the sky, almost ready to punch through the heaven and earth, possessing unparalleled power.

This strike of the Good Fortune Buddha Fist seemed to be condensed with the heaven and earth. After being struck, Xue Zhahan lost his temper.

Xue Zhahan was suddenly thrown away. Such a heavy blow was too powerful for even someone as powerful as him, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

He fell to the ground in embarrassment. In anger, Xuezhahan soared into the sky again. His body was dazzling with blood. He extinguished the flames and shouted: "Bitch, I'm going to drink up all your blood!"

Wu Tao was not a fool. After he had no strength to fight back, he ran away.

The other side.

Lu Yuehua had the upper hand, so naturally he didn't want him to reverse the situation, so he didn't give him a chance and fired several magical powers one after another.

The magical power spread across the sky, the strikes hit the target, one step ahead, and every step took the initiative. This kind of offensive was continuous and almost locked Xue Zahan.

The sky collapsed, and the sky was frozen with ice and snow.

The fierce collision caused the sky and the earth to boil.

Lu Yuehua used various magical powers.

"Sixth level magical power - ice illusion!"

"Fifth level magical power - ice, fire and phoenix strike!"

"Fourth level magical power - Xuanwu Breath!"

"Third-grade magical power - space shattering!"

…

Magical powers are ever-changing and have no fixed pattern.

One moment Lu Yuehua used his ice magic power, and the next he used his space magic power. The beating was bloody, just like an adult beating a child.

The bloody tendrils were flying, and the twelve tentacles were standing upright, emitting terrifying waves like the ocean.

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Trying to reverse the disadvantage.

Such a fierce confrontation is extremely rare. One is a master of the blood clan's great count level, and the other is a descendant of the deputy city lord in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Lu Yuehua and Xue Zhahan both represented the two clans. They were like the tip of a needle against the wheat. Their battle was so heart-stirring that even Fang Tianyu was shaken.

…

Here, Lu Yuehua's spiritual power is endless, tireless, and his momentum is getting stronger and stronger. Even Xue Zhahan, who has used the forbidden secret technique of the blood clan, is frightened.

The continuous terrifying magical power made him fall back one after another.

At this moment, the tentacles were unable to touch the opponent, and each of the opponent's magical powers made his whole body numb. The terrifying power made him vomit blood several times.

Lu Yuehua just didn't want to give him a chance to reverse his defeat. He would never underestimate his opponents, let alone Xue Zahan, who used the forbidden secret technique of the blood clan and attacked continuously.

"Bang!!!"

She attacked like a storm, beating Xue Zhahan so hard that he couldn't bear it. His body continued to bleed, and the blood on his body also dimmed a lot.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yuehua finally tore through Xuezhahan's defense and penetrated through.

A magical power hit Xue Zhahan's chest head-on. Such a heavy blow was too much for Xue Zhahan, who had turned into a monster, and his body was in severe pain.

He flew backwards again, blood spurting out.

…

It was a terrible blow that made him spin and lose his balance.

Xue Zhahan, who used the forbidden secret technique of the blood clan, was beaten so badly that eight people including Wu Tao, including Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Ma Fan, Cong Shu Jie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang, fell down.

Take a breath of air conditioning.

You must know that a strong man at the level of the great count of the blood race is comparable to a strong man from the human race in the late stage of pill formation.

Especially after using the forbidden secret technique of the blood clan, I am afraid that even a monk in the Nascent Soul stage would find it extremely difficult to deal with Xue Zahan at this moment.

Lu Yuehua's cultivation in the middle stage of pill formation alone can make him cry for his father and mother. Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Ma Fan, Cong Shu Jie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang saw this.

Naturally very surprised.

…

However, it seems that Lu Yuehua has taken the initiative, but only she knows her actual situation.

There is only less than half of the spiritual power left in her body. No matter how many pills she takes, she will not be able to recover quickly. If time drags on for longer and longer, it will definitely be her who dies in the end.

This is…

What's going on?

There are actually guys who have been possessed by more than a dozen magical powers but cannot be killed.

There was no other way. Lu Yuehua could only launch an attack and said in a deep voice using provocation: "Perhaps I have always treated you as a waste and underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so resistant..."

"..."

Hearing this, Xue Zhahan's eyes twitched. She doesn't slap people in the face when she hits them, and she doesn't expose shortcomings in scolding people. Is she specifically slapping herself in the face?

Next, Lu Yuehua and Xue Zhahan were engaged in another fierce battle. After dozens of fights, neither side could kill the other.

Lu Yuehua, who was almost exhausted, took out a mysterious fiery red box with great distress.

"It seems that the only way is to use that thing! Only in this way can this monster be killed, even though it is the thing that saves one's life."

Looking at the box in his hand, Lu Yuehua showed a trace of reluctance on his face, but then his expression turned cold and he tore open the two talismans on the box.

Suddenly the whole box,

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It shattered inch by inch, revealing a mini red cherry gun.

What's even more surprising is that as soon as this mini red cherry gun appeared, it radiated terrifying heat in circles, causing the temperature nearby to rise suddenly and drying up others' mouths.

Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Ma Fan, Cong Shu Jie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang happened to see this amazing scene.

"Disposable pseudo-spiritual treasure!"

Ye Hong, who is also a descendant of monks in the Nascent Soul stage, immediately screamed out in surprise when he saw this thing.

Although the so-called "disposable pseudo-spiritual treasure" has some relationship with the spiritual treasure, the relationship is not as complicated as imagined.

First of all, a one-time fake spiritual treasure can have at most one percent of the power of the original spiritual treasure, which is considered to be unparalleled.

Secondly, if you want to refine a one-time fake spiritual treasure, you must consume some of the vitality of the original genuine spiritual treasure.

Of course, the lost vitality of this spiritual treasure can be made up by sacrifice, but in the world of immortal cultivation, most of the spiritual treasures are generally in the hands of monks in the Zifu stage, and at the end, they will also be in the hands of great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.

in hand.

Except for some top monks who knew that their end was approaching and would rather leave a few more disposable fake spiritual treasures to their descendants, other top monks would never do this to spiritual treasures that were usually as precious as their lives.

This shows how rare and precious one-time pseudo-spiritual treasures are.

The three yang true fires, the six yang true fires, the nine yang true fires, etc., all kinds of true fires, as the spiritual energy gathers, turn into the Suzaku Fairy Fire.

The fire light dissipated, and in Lu Yuehua's left hand, there was a long spear that was completely red and had a bird's wings and a fire tip. It was burning with the red bird fairy fire, which was extremely domineering.
To be continued...