strictlysupreme Chapter 332 Hunyuan Battle 1
Chapter 332 Hunyuan Battle 1
"I haven't seen it in dozens of years. I can't imagine that the king can grow to such a degree!" Zhuǔntí is famous for his thick skin in the Great Primordial, and he replied calmly after hearing the words.
"Oh! Then it depends on what kind of means the king has, whether he can get into the eyes of the poor daoist!" Zhǔntí still had a smile on his face when he heard the words.
"I will definitely not disappoint the Taoist priest!" Di Xin slowly raised the double sticks in his hands upon hearing this.
"Could it be that the king is going to repay the poor daoist with this pair of scraps of copper and iron? It seems that the amount is not enough!" Zhuǔntí couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, and said sarcastically.
"Is the weight enough? Just weigh it with the Taoist's head!" Di Xin said no longer bickering with Zhuntí, raised his right stick, and slammed it hard at Zhungntí's head.
Seeing this, Zhǔntí smiled slightly and said: "You have just entered the Hunyuan, and you dare to fight against the poor daoist, the Saint who proves the Dao and I don't know how many Primordial Epochs, Your Excellency is really arrogant!"
After saying that, he waved his left hand. He took Di Xin's copper staff aside, then held the divine pestle with his right hand, and stabbed at Di Xin's chest.
"What's the origin of this copper rod?" Feeling that the Wonder Tree of Seven Treasures in his hand was eroded by a mass of resentment, Zhuntí couldn't help but feel extremely heartbroken, and couldn't help asking
"Pao Lao!" Di Xin snorted coldly when he saw this, swept the blessing pestle aside with a sweep of his left hand, then swung his hands together, and cut the two long sticks across Zhungtí's neck.
"Can you tell the poor daoist who taught you this skill?" Zhǔntí became more and more skilled, and couldn't help asking again.
"East Sea School of Interception, Patriarch Subhuti!" Just one sentence solved all the doubts of Zhǔntí.
"It's really self-inflicted!"
Zhuǔntí couldn't help laughing wryly when he heard the words, knowing that the other party knew all these methods of his own, so he could only shout loudly. Summoned my Dharma Body again!
Seeing this, Di Xin sneered and said, "Are you the only one with a golden Dharma Body?"
After saying that, he shouted loudly, and a demon god sprang out from the world behind his head, only to see that demon god had a ferocious dragon head.
Two arms were stretched out on the left and right sides of the upper body, and each hand was holding a sword that radiated cold light. These four swords faintly belonged to Tongwei's Immortal Executing Four Swords. As for the demon god, there were countless dragon tails entangled. together.
"Rahu!" Seeing the appearance of the golden body, Zhuntí couldn't help exclaiming in surprise, swallowed hard, and then asked tentatively: "The world behind your head is the demon world created by Luohu's self-explosion?
"You still have some eyesight, but this demon world is now a world of few people!" Di Xin's straightforward words made Zhǔntí dumbfounded.
"Impossible! How could Heavenly Dao allow the Demon Realm to appear in the Great Primordial!" Zhǔntí's face was full of disbelief when he heard this!
"Hmph! Heavenly Dao! Heavenly Dao is probably too busy to take care of himself right now!" After Di Xin finished speaking, he saw Luo Hu's real body leaping out of Falun, heading towards Zhǔntí's golden Dharma Body!
Zhuǔntí also felt ruthless in his heart, controlled his body to kill Rahu.
Then hold the blessing pestle and fight with Di Xin. But no matter how he attacked, he couldn't break through the defense of Twelve Petal Black Lotus. Instead, he was beaten seven or eight times by Di Xin's copper rod.
Seeing this, Zhuǔntí couldn't help but let out a long sigh. "As expected of a student of the School of Interception, this melee ability is beyond the reach of a poor daoist!" After speaking, a small flag flew out of his body, protecting himself firmly
When Di Xin and Zhǔntí were fighting, the other five saints also met their opponents!
Inside the Heluo formation, Demon Master Kunpeng, dressed in black, stood with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at his former colleague, the former Demon Race Saint.
"Demon Master! For the sake of the past, you should retreat quickly!"
Looking at Kunpeng who is still extremely rebellious in front of him, an indescribable complexion flashed on Nuwa's face!
Kunpeng didn't answer when he heard the words, but turned his head to look at Lu Ya who was dodging aside, and said in a cold tone: "Choose me or choose her!"
"Exalted Master!" Hearing these words, the pressure on Lu Ya doubled. After a long time, he finally took a deep breath and said slowly: "At the beginning, the emperor personally sent Lu Ya to the Palace of Empress Wa and entrusted her to take care of her! "
"Humph! The poor daoist will give you another chance. If you come here today, you will still be the Prince of Demon Race in the future. If you persist in your obsession, Demon Race will be removed from this name!" Kunpeng snorted coldly and said slowly.
"Arrogance! This seat is the Demon Race Saint! How can it be your turn to be the Demon Master in the matter of the Demon Race!" Nuwa blushed when she heard the words, and interrupted Kunpeng fiercely.
"Hahaha... What a Demon Race Saint, I ask you, who ordered all the resources of the Demon Race to be supplied to you to help you Sanctified! And how did you treat Demon Race after Sanctified!"
"Where were you during the Great War of Witches and Demons? Where were you when the two demon emperors died in battle? Where were you when hundreds of millions of Demon Race sons died? Demon Race Saint! Fuck you Demon Race Saint !
The resentment that had been simmering in Kunpeng's heart since countless Primordial Epochs finally broke out completely today.
Every word Kunpeng said was like a sharp knife piercing Nuwa's heart fiercely, making Nuwa's face pale in an instant!
Nuwa knows that Demon Race has resentment against herself, but Nuwa has been choosing to escape, comforting herself secretly in her heart, she can't help herself!"
But today, this scar of mine was uncovered by Kunpeng in such a brutal way, revealing a bloody wound!
Nuwa was furious for a while, and smashed the red hydrangea in her hand, "Kunpeng! How dare you talk about Saint! You really deserve to die 260!"
"I'm going to fuck you Saint!" Kunpeng yelled again when he heard the words, the Demon Master palace in his hand came out, knocking Nuwa's red hydrangea upside down and flying out.
"Best Quality Innate Spirit Treasure!" Seeing this, Nuwa narrowed her eyes slightly, "No wonder you have the guts to say that! It turns out that Houtu Saint used the Heaven-Earth Cauldron to turn your Demon Master Palace against Innate!"
"Self-righteous woman!" Kunpeng was disdainful when he heard this. With a spread of palms, a simple and simple sword appeared in Kunpeng's hands, and he jumped to kill Nuwa!
"Bold! How dare you be rude to your empress!" Before Nuwa could make a move, Jin Ning, the maidservant and mount, yelled and threw herself to kill Kunpeng.
"Get out!" Seeing this, Kunpeng kept walking, and swept Jin Ning aside with a wave of his hand, and then stretched out his robe sleeves, and put the stunned Lu Ya into the sleeves.
Looking at Jin Ning who didn't know whether he was alive or dead and Lu Ya who disappeared, Nuwa's face showed murderous intent.
He came to fight Kunpeng with the Demon Beheading Sword in his hand, but heard a "click", and the Demon Beheading Sword in his hand was broken into two pieces.
"How come the Sword of Witch Slaughter is in your hand!" Nuwa finally recognized the sword in Kunpeng's hand.
Kunpeng ignored the words and said sarcastically again: "As a Demon Race, Emperor Wa actually named his Law Treasure Demon Beheading Sword!"
"You are also doomed to be a mouse in the nest for the rest of your life, and you deserve to be a turtle with a shrinking head for the rest of your life!".