Step Back! Master is Here!

The clear sky was quickly shrouded in thick clouds.

Ripples rippled from the calm sea surface, and swirls gradually formed.

The distant shore became blurred and shrouded in mist, like a mirage.

The thick clouds cover the sky, and the surroundings are dark and gloomy.

It seems that the low pressure before the storm makes people feel a little breathless.

"Boom!"

A drum sound rang from the clouds, accompanied by a faint, unclear call and drink.

"Boom!"

Then came the second sound.

"Oh!" The third beep.

The drums began to form "slices", one after the other, and continued to increase. Not only was the drum being beaten.

"drink!"

"drink!"

The sound of the drums of war was continuous, and it rang through the clouds.

Murderous, Ginger Iron Horse!

Li Muzhen looked up at the sinking clouds in the sky, his eyes were extremely complicated, and then he gradually turned into a tenacious, cold, and even a little crazy look.

The three Tang Luo were unmoved.

Ao Yulie was expressionless, and Zhu Bajie looked at the sky with a bit of recollection, probably remembering his time of Marshal Peng that day?

A few golden rays pierced the clouds, and the thick clouds around them spread slowly.

I saw a middle-aged man in a gold armor and red cloak standing on a cloud. This man was wearing a gold-winged black crown, dragged a golden exquisite tower on his left hand, a sword on his waist, and his right hand on the hilt.

With long beards, eyes are slightly condensed, majestic and solemn, meticulous and old-fashioned.

Heavenly King Tota, Li Jing.

Behind him, there are a lot of spears, sky soldiers line up, murderous.

"The sacred monk came unexpectedly, and there was a long-distance welcome." Li Jingju bowed and looked at Tang Luo and said.

The clouds slowly fell and spread, and the surrounding soldiers also diffused along with it, forming a circle, surrounding Tang Luo and others.

Not only are there people around, but also heavenly soldiers.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the number of these soldiers is less than 100,000.

Only about fifty thousand.

However, the sky was upsetting, and it was frightening.

There is something far away ... that's what it says, but the attitude is obvious.

"Li Jing, will you fight with me?" Tang Luo said looking at Li Jing.

"..." Li Jing did not speak, and seemed to be pondering.

Maybe in his heart, he scolded Tang Luo for not knowing what is called "lishu". When he came up, he said, "You have to fight with me."

No system.

Li Jing has never liked such unruly and wanton people.

But I do n’t like to return. I do n’t like it. Others are fighting against the Buddha, not his son, the soldiers under his command, and they are taught right and wrong.

"Bad son!"

So unhappy Li Jing immediately vented his anger on Li Muzhen, and it was a "negative son".

Of course, it's true that such a title is right now.

"Father Wang." Li Muzhen's face was cold and a little gift.

"Huh!" Li Jing snorted coldly, his eyes like a knife.

Li Muzhen was unmoved, and he and Li Jing did not do it once or twice. Naturally, he would no longer be afraid of Li Jing's eyes.

"If you want to fight, do it. If you don't fight, return the dog to the poor monk, and send us the teacher and apprentice to leave. In your housework, the poor monk does not have much interest to intervene."

Tang Luo looked at Li Jing and went straight to the subject.

"The holy monk hurt my men and wanted to leave like this?" Li Jing looked at Tang Luo with a cold voice.

"Then you mean to fight?" Tang Luo stretched his fingers.

"..." Li Jing wanted to smash the tower on the spot, could he still speak well?

Sure enough, it was the master who could not have the lawless monster monkey, and one demon monk, which was no different from the demon.

"Come on, then, the poor monk hasn't really been active for a while." Tang Luo said looking at Li Jing.

"The demon monk ..." Li Jing snorted, and the hand resting on the hilt of the sword suddenly held it, and the sharp sword flashed a cold light.

Not speculative.

Judging from the fact that he took a crowd of sky soldiers directly, he did not mean to make things better.

Tang Luo raised his hand and patted, a huge palm shadow appeared in front of him, and patted toward Li Jing.

That sword light fell on the big handprint, but just let the handprint stagnate for a moment and then it broke, it couldn't stop it from falling towards Li Jing at all.

"drink!"

The heavenly soldiers behind Li Jing gave a loud drink, and turned the spear in their hands, stabbing at the big handprints.

A huge gun shadow formed, and it fell suddenly on the palm of the handprint.

The two collided without any sound.

At the same time, the surrounding space was chaotic and distorted, and many heavenly soldiers fluttered and fell down.

Before they actually fell on the clouds, it dissipated like a flame.

For a moment, the surrounding seemed to dim, and then returned to normal.

"Fight! Kill!" Li Jingli sighed, lifted his left hand upward, and the pagoda in his hand flew into midair and disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already on top of Tang Luo, a beam of light extended from the pagoda, covering Tang Luo.

Tang Luo flickered slightly, and the pagoda instantly appeared where he was.

It became two meters high, and Tang Luo himself disappeared and was put into a pagoda.

Li Muzhen's eyes narrowed, his face was slightly dignified, and the battle defeated the Buddha. Was this hurt?

It was collected into Linglong Pagoda in one stroke, which is not a good sign.

"Hey." Pig Bajie didn't even look at the pagoda, and the nine-tooth nail rake turned in his hand. "Lao Li, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings."

With that said, the rake turned backwards and waved from the bottom up.

The whirlpool of the sea suddenly rolled up a stormy sea, sweeping the sky, and rushing into the formation of the heavenly soldiers.

Involving a large number of heavenly soldiers into it, suddenly no formation.

"Tengpeng." Li Jing just looked at Zhu Bajie coldly. He wanted to use the pagoda to suppress Tang Luo, but Teng couldn't take any action against him.

These sky soldiers can only be confronted with the original Marshal of the Tengpeng, and later the big demon, now the messenger of the net altar.

Li Jing believes that the Tianbing he built in his first hand is not so weak.

The group of sky soldiers was indeed not so weak, being swept into the raging waves, they were already struggling to resist, and there were more sky soldiers forming a formation and the offensive was fierce.

"Second Brother, I'll help you!"

Ao Yulie shouted, and a strong fan waved in his hands. Between heaven and earth, dozens of horrible whirlwinds suddenly appeared, among which the freezing raindrops were mixed.

Many heavenly soldiers can't help themselves to "fly with the wind", which is difficult to control.

The raindrops turned into Daodao sharp blades, fell on their armors, weapons, stripped those armors a little, and destroyed the weapons.

More thunderous roar.

This whole area has become like apocalyptic, stormy, thunderous, and thunderous.

The distant scene has become blurred.

Li Jing is dragging the whole world to fight with Tang Luo.

The result of this battle will only be you die, there is no second ending.

Pig Bajie and Ao Yulie have already fought with many soldiers.

Nine-tooth nails danced, raised the flames and shone, and the blizzard drifted through the snow.

Ao Yulie assisted from the side, rain and thunder, and occasionally turned into a white dragon.

"Father, you lost."

Li Muzhen went to Li Jing step by step and looked at his father.

Li Jing in front of his face looked solemn.

In front of him, the golden exquisite tower was trembling slightly, and the tower was surrounded by gold light, as if golden flames were burning.

Li Jing ignored Li Muzhen and tried to suppress Tang Luo, almost exhausting all his efforts.

It was only temporarily "suppressed".

"Father, why don't you want to give up?" Li Muzhen clearly understood that he walked in front of Li Jing and did not rush, but asked, "We are all dead, why do you refuse to give up? Have you lived so long, haven't you lived enough? "

"Inverse." Li Jing was too lazy to discuss anything with Li Muzhen.

He is his father, he talks, Li Muzhen obeys, and is righteous. Does he need to explain anything to him?

"you are always like this!"

Li Muzhen's face began to sullen. "High above! Do you really think of yourself as heaven?"

He pointed at the sky ... and then closed his arms unconsciously.

The sky is now chaotic and distorted, giving people a feeling that the building is about to fall, there is really no high feeling.

"What needs to be explained to you for your father? You son of inverse!" Li Jing looked at Li Muzhen and slapped him in the palm of his hand.

The slap stopped near Li Muzhen's cheek, and Li Jing's wrist was firmly grasped.

"Any time, do you think you're right?" Li Muzhen looked at Li Jing and said a word.

"Inverse." For Jing Li, Li Jing only had these two words.

Several Guanghua flew from behind Li Jing and attacked Li Muzhen.

Li Muzhen let go, and leaned back, a golden hammer appeared in his hand, and he whistled.

Throw those brilliance down and fly.

Guanghua Fei returned to Li Jing, and the light dissipated, revealing his true appearance, which was a stalk-knife—the Tianjian sword.

Li Muzhen's face grew more and more dazed.

At that time, he was ordered by Guanyin to help ... well, he couldn't say whether it was to help scholars or red children.

At that time, Muxi borrowed a dagger from Li Jing.

Later, in this imaginary world, Li Muzhen was beaten by the sword of the sky to Tang Luo as they saw him.

Today, the dagger appears again.

There was no sound at all, and the anger burst out quietly, and the golden hammer fell towards Li Jing's head.

The heavenly sword flew up, hitting the golden hammer, and pieces shattered.

There was no way to stop Li Muzhen's furious blow.

Li Jing flew out of Guanghua once more from his side ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Fangtian Trident, Liuchen Whip, and magic magic pestle flew towards Li Muzhen.

Guanghua is gorgeous and dazzling, but hides terror.

Regardless, Li Muzhen went up against the current, was hit by a magic weapon, and was suddenly injured to look like Tang Luo when they first met.

But he also rushed to Li Jing stiffly, and the golden hammer in his hand was not overburdened. When the fragments exploded on Li Jing, Li Muzhen reached out and grabbed.

Han Guangxu's Wu Hou appeared in his hand and struck Li Jing's head.

The sword in Li Jing's hand held a horizontal frame, blocking it in front of him, barely blocking Li Muzhen's blow.

His golden armor had been torn and ragged, the hat on his head had been knocked off, his hair was scattered, and his cloak was like a rag.

It looked like he was no longer majestic, and looked extremely embarrassed.