Things always go beyond people's expectations.

There are weeds everywhere and strange trees are growing everywhere. Only some wild foxes and crows live in the valleys. Since Romandela split the divine treasure, it has been destined to be a Shura field.

A large number of cultivators rushed to the place like crazy, either with their eyes wide open or their expressions solemn, but without exception they were all full of greed and impatient.

Faced with this opportunity to reach the sky in one step, there are naturally few who can withstand temptation.

The practitioners used all their strength, and the warriors could only rely on their legs to run wildly. However, the magicians activated the wind-type magic to control the wind and fly. The monks stepped on the flying sword to control the air, and the dragon knights sat on the huge dragon and circled. No matter who they were, they hoped that they could arrive as soon as possible.

For a moment, this desolate mountain lake was flooded by the vast sea of ​​people, and the land and sky were all black people.

It is precisely because of this that someone takes advantage of the chaos to take action!

A terrifying palm force flew out from the dark, turning into a precious yellow Buddha hand light palm slapped at Nangong Bing and his wife, wanting to kill the two of them in the chaos.

At this time, the couple was seriously injured and looked even more embarrassed. They rolled several times in the dust, and their blood was mixed with black soil. They no longer had the aura of a sect master. The true energy in their body could not be raised much, and it was the time when they were most powerless to heal. If they were hit, they would die.

Even if Nangong Xian'er doesn't complain, she will create a rift between the two.

Therefore, Qiao An had no choice but to take action, but once he landed, he lost the advantage of air control and might have to face the siege of a group of people next.

Knowing this, Qiao An came and arrived in an instant. With a "boom!", he slashed the powerful Buddhist palm force and turned his head to look coldly at an old monk in gray who walked out of the surging crowd: "Master, who are you? Why did you attack two seriously injured people?"

"Amitabha, so good, so good. The abbot of Xiaolin Temple of I am here to subdue demons today. The donor has a fate with me, so it is better to go back to the temple with me, wash away all my evil deeds and put down the butcher's knife. I will be able to attain the great Buddha in the future!"

The abbot of Kobayashi was dressed in gray clothes, his eyebrows and beard were gray, his hands were folded together, his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were chanting the Buddha's name, which was the atmosphere of a monk who had attained enlightenment.

Qiao An frowned and said unhappy: "Nonsense, what kind of bad fate do I have? What's more, I have no grudges with you in the past, why did you come to me?"

Before the abbot of Kobayashi Temple could speak, a long laugh came from the sky and inserted into the conversation between the two: "Hahaha... This bald donkey is the most hypocritical. I will tell you that he just saw that you cut down two powerful men in four breaths. He was afraid that there would be no one to check or balance the righteous holy land after you grow up. What a bullshit to turn away evil fate, just to bring back Kobayashi to destroy your martial arts and destroy you early!"

The two looked up and saw a burly demon shadow carrying the wings of gods and demons carrying the wings of the gods and demons, holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji, passing by. They first answered Qiao An loudly, and then said coldly to the abbot of Kobayashi: "Old bald donkey, I was here to destroy you today. But the god treasure suddenly came out, so let you have a way out first!"

The abbot of Kobayashi looked at the demon shadow in the sky, and a trace of anger flashed through his eyebrows: "Amitabha, Huntian Demon King, you lost half of your move that day and promised me not to enter the world for twenty years. Unexpectedly, I still breached the contract. But today I don't want to pay attention to you, I hope you don't cause trouble!"

The great devil said disdainfully: "Hmph, words are dead, people live. How could this be bound by a very big living person? The hypocritical bald donkey, you underestimate me too much!"

At the same time, a figure that was as beautiful as an immortal on the Jade Lotus Platform also appeared in the air. He raised his hand and shot out several amazing palm thunders at the Great Demon King Huntian and shouted: "I want this divine treasure, I want the Dantai Holy Land, so please give me face, senior brothers!"

"Hmph! Yali Xian, it's you little bitch again, kill me!"

A tragic blood-colored energy burst out from the old demon king. The Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand slashed out terrifying edges, tearing the rushing thunder. The terrifying aftermath of energy dissipated, directly swept several second-level magicians in the sky who had no time to hide into ashes. The contemporary leader of the Dantai Sect, Yali Xian, and the old demon king Huntian, quickly fought together.

The cultivators who flew in the sky so scared that they retreated from afar again. It was really unwise to get involved in such a battle of strong people.

Yalixian didn't expect that a divine treasure would appear in this situation. The original meaning of several righteous strong men was to join forces to block Qiao An and prevent this terrifying boy from growing up again.

But now, under the temptation of the divine treasure, these blocking plans have long been left behind by everyone.

Especially Yali Xian, she immediately stepped forward to compete for the divine treasure, because the seal that imprisoned the demon in the depths of the holy land really needed the strength of the immortals and gods to strengthen it.

If you can obtain this treasure, it may be able to solve the urgent need of Dantai Holy Land.

By comparison, Joan is less important.

Of course, even so, the host of Kobayashi Temple still dared to take action, so he naturally had enough confidence. In addition to the Dantai Sect, there was also the Ziyi Hou of Zixiao Palace to help him. The guy from Wuyou Palace had old grudges with the Dao Master who destroyed the Tao, so he got entangled.

"Oh my God, this is...the monk from Kobayashi!"

"That is Wang Teng, the Zixiao Palace's purple-clothed marquis Wang Teng! He is reborn! This man has been rampant in the world with his fists for decades, and no one except a few people is his opponent!"

"The fairy of Wuyou Palace back then was no less beautiful than the head of the Dantai Sect!"

"Is this going to cause chaos in the world? The head of the righteous path and the evil path holy land will be born together!!"

......

These people are all powerful people who have been famous all over the world decades ago, and are elites from many major forces that have passed down to the present, so they were recognized by everyone at the first time. So many big figures fought life and death in one breath, which made everyone present feel that the chaos in the cultivation world may not be far away.

At the same time, the tide of the tide was coming, and everyone in the cultivation world ran away, leaving enough room for the few people to fight. Although the divine treasure is touching, people still retain their rationality and know that if they are involved in a battle of strong people of this level, they will inevitably die without life.

In this way, because the lake with divine treasures is within the battle range of a few people, all practitioners are discouraged for a while and continue to wait for the opportunity to take action.

Standing beside Nangong Bing and his wife, Qiao An looked at the grey-clothed monk and the purple-clothed man in front of him and said coldly: "Two, isn't it good to live? Why do you want to come and die?!"

When Wang Teng, the purple-clothed marquis, heard this, a fierce look flashed through his tiger's eyes: "Junior, you have a big tone. When I was dominating the world, you didn't know where you were!"

He had a strange phenomenon, tall and burly, with wide shoulders, and his arms were above his knees. He was pressing here like a sacred mountain under the light of the sky, posing a starting posture, like a tiger raising momentum. The aura of a peerless strong man was naturally released, and he was equally powerful and amazing, and he had reached the level of invincibility of the sixth level! It was definitely not comparable to those like Nangong Yan, who had just reached the early stage of the sixth level.

This is the second sixth-level powerful man Qiao An encountered since Nangong Yan! It can only be said that Zixiao Palace is worthy of being a powerful force with a profound foundation, with many powerful people emerging from the inner world. Whether it is Wang Teng of this generation or Wang Xi earlier, they are all geniuses.

When the practitioner has reached this point, he is already close to the gods and demons!

The abbot of Kobayashi Temple also smiled and said, "Amitabha, the little donor, has created a feat in the cultivation world. It has also consumed his vitality greatly. There is no need to deny it, because it happens that I have a small magical power called His Heart Pure, which can clearly grasp your state. Otherwise, I will have to call some fellow practitioners to come and subdue demons!"

This statement made Nangong Bing curse behind him: "Shameless bald donkey, bullying the few, it will be useless for you to be a great monk of the generation. Bah! The bullshit right way, the bullshit compassion!!"

Fang Xuanji also sighed from the side: "Son-in-law, we have implicated you. Let's leave now. You can't blame you for your affairs today, just avenge us in the future!"

"Why is my father-in-law like this? I am just two sluts. In order to attract them, I have deliberately weakened my breath!"

Qiao An smiled faintly. At this time, no longer suppressed the operation of the mysterious skill. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions rolled in, replenishing the consumed energy.

Wang Teng, the purple-coat marquis, raised his eyebrows: "So what if you were in your heyday? In my eyes, you are still a little brat with a stinky kid. The so-called ultimate speed just now is a joke in the face of absolute power!"

A strong purple air wave burst out from his body, and the righteous spirit he practiced was working hard to move with all his strength, quickly turning this small battlefield into his own domain. He smashed the punch, the space solidified, the fist light shot out, and the fist power rushed out like a pillar of light. At the same time, a domineering fist intention that no one else could explode and shocked all directions!

This is the power of the mid-stage sixth level. Neither in heaven nor in the human world, he is a weak person. Although the practitioners around him have deliberately avoided it, under this punch, the energy has spread several miles away, knocking away many people who cannot avoid it.

And this fist power turned into a purple dragon, locking in Qiao An's breath, followed him closely under the influence of the domain, like a shadow, and no matter how he avoided it, he would follow him.

"Some tricks!"

Qiao An finally showed a trace of solemnity, and the mid-stage sixth-level martial arts powerhouses should not be underestimated!

On the other hand, the kind-hearted host of Kobayashi Temple once again attacked Nangong Bing and his wife!

This despicable guy!

"Oh... it's better to come out of seclusion a little earlier. If I wait a few more days, I will create another set of defensive skills and one killing skill. Even the sixth-level strongman will never come back!"

Qiao An had no choice but to appear in front of Nangong Bing and his wife again, taking over Wang Teng's mid-stage punch from the sixth level and the palm of the abbot of Kobayashi Temple.

Purple and golden light intertwined, and they blasted on the gray-black chaotic energy of Qiao An's body on the surface of his body.

"boom!"

The explosive power poured out freely, dispersing the chaotic energy, tore up part of Qiao An's body, revealing his bloody chest.

Injured...

This is the first time since his physical condition has been improved!

Qiao An looked down at his torn wound, showing murderous intent: "You made me so angry!"

Wang Teng shook his fist and sneered: "What's that? How can you stand with me? But the little boy's body is really hard. I really don't know how your body spirit was tempered. It's comparable to a tyrannosaurus, and it can be said to be invincible in the battles of the same level. Unfortunately, you meet me and your absolute power can suppress everything! You will inevitably die today!"

Qiao An sneered: "Okay, today I will see who dies here first. You seem to be very confident in your fists. So, I will punch you one by one later, so that you can appreciate your ugly appearance!"

While speaking, huge streams of life essence flowed out from the Blood God Son in his body, all of which were just obtained from Nangong Yan and the fifth-level holy dragon. It was enough to deify some of Qiao An's acupoints again!

As the energy of life disappeared, Qiao An's wound was pounding bloody divine flames and healed in the shortest time. At the same time, there were five silver divine acupoints in the dark human body again, making the divine veins in the five internal organs more and more complicated.

His physique went up to another level, and the rolling spiritual energy of heaven and earth was quickly attracted, turning into a gray-black vital energy in Qiao An's body, carrying the breath of Taichu before the creation of the world, rolling and roaring on the surface of his body. As the number of divine acupoints increased, the divine veins were successfully connected to each other, and the chaotic vital energy in his body became more pure and powerful.

"The third level is worthy of being the beginning of the Dragon Trap. After swallowing such a huge force, I actually started. At least dozens of acupuncture points are needed to achieve the fourth level!"

Qiao An sighed in his heart, and then took a bold move at Wang Teng, the purple-clothed marquis. The body technique of time and space was moved to the extreme by Qiao An. There were shining of time and space debris flying around him like stars, and his whole body was shrouded in a dreamlike light. This time, he broke through the shackles of the field, and his body appeared in front of Wang Teng in one step, allowing him to deal with difficulties.

"kill!"

Qiao An's fist was turbulent, and thunder was like a dragon, hitting the front of Wang Teng, a sixth-level powerful man. If this punch was really hit, with his terrifying force, it would be enough to smash Wang Teng's brain into pieces.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Wang Teng instinctively hugged his head with both hands and saved his life at the cost of his arms being smashed to almost crack.

However, even a powerful person in the middle stage of the sixth level has to kneel down by someone like a barbarian dragon, and the chaotic energy that specializes in breaking through various qi powers!

"Amitabha......"

The host of Xiaolin Temple was shocked. In order to attract Qiao An's attention and help Wang Teng escape, he planned to attack Nangong Bing and his wife again.

At this moment, a sword light as bright as a rainbow came out in the sky, and a sword cleaved the Thousand-Handed Tathagata's Divine Palm of the abbot of Kolin Temple.

A rich light of life magic fell from the sky and penetrated into Nangong Bing and Fang Xuanji's bodies, helping them heal internal injuries and quickly treat external injuries.

Qiao Feng and Qiao Ping each walked out of secretly: "Do you two bully people in the territory of my Shenfeng Academy? Do you think we are incompetent?!"
Chapter completed!