However, the real Tianjiao is far from being a strong man that ordinary geniuses can look down on.

When Jing Yao, Lin Tianxing and Huang Xiufeng sneaked into the Maha Cave to re-walk the path of the Buddha Emperor, they knew that the strong people of the same class were also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

When the Buddha Emperor can be seriously injured and dying, he can easily kill dozens of Mahayana monks, and Mingzun has the absolute strength to surpass his peers.

Luo Jiahang and the three of them were like three brown arrow feathers quickly approaching Mingzun, between the shaking of the heavens and the earth, there were thousands of visions flashing, the mockery at the corner of Mingzun's mouth was hard to find, he put the erhu on a reef, gently wiped the dust splashed on it, and raised his head again.

In the midst of the thunder, Mingzun seemed to suddenly appear in another space, and seemed to stop the speed of Luojiahang's three people, allowing him to put down the erhu, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

No one had ever seen what kind of earth-shattering action Mingzun really made, this time he was alone against the three Tribulation Monks, and as soon as he opened his eyes slightly, he was like a dementor aura shrouded in dark clouds.

The eyes that could contain heaven and earth were like twinkling stars, and like the scorching sun that blocked all things, but they expanded with an irresistible force.

Mingzun was the first to attack a gray-robed monk, and the whole person was like a moving island, facing the thousands of shining thunder, the island seemed to be invincible to the power of thunder and lightning, and the broken stones fell to the ground like broken rain.

The gray-robed monk shouted angrily, "I think you're looking for death!" He thought that his cultivation was the strongest among the three, but Mingzun chose him as a breakthrough point, which made him feel that he was being despised by him.

In an instant, the thunder and lightning snaked like a dragon and snake slashing towards the heart of Mingzun's eyebrows, a strange smile bloomed at the corner of Mingzun's mouth, and in an instant, the time seemed to freeze again, Mingzun's body trembled, and several afterimages scattered.

The gray-robed monk was even more angry: "I dare to take out a mere illusion and fiddle with it, who do you think I am?"

When he said this, although the gray-robed monk was angry, he was also happy in his heart, this was the power of thunder and lightning, it was the mutated skill derived from the water and wood spirit root that he had cultivated for 100,000 years, and it would ignite when he touched it, if he could take down Mingzun alone, then his status in the Council of Elders would inevitably rise.

But soon, the robed monk's pride was as sluggish as if he had been struck by lightning, and when a few phantoms bypassed him, the Mingzun in front of him suddenly turned into an illusion.

It turned out that the illusion was an illusion, an afterimage, and the extreme speed was left behind him, and the angry monk in the robe sacrificed a purple shell, which opened three hundred and sixty degrees, and wrapped himself in the face of the Ming Zun behind him.

This shell is the natal magic weapon of the gray-robed monk who has practiced for countless years, and it is said that swallowing the heavenly shell, of course, is not as exaggerated as swallowing the sky, but it is not too difficult to swallow a mountain range, but it is just a panic, whether it can block the blow of Mingzun's accumulation, this is a doubt.

The gray-robed monk who was ready to be injured unexpectedly found that Mingzun's combined blow seemed to disappear, and when he swallowed the sky, it was also like swallowing air, and the amazing anti-shock force made his heart flutter, and he couldn't help but think in surprise...... Why is Mingzun gone?

Suddenly, a terrifying qi blade shot in front of him, and the diluted Mingzun pointed straight at him like a halberd, and his heart was furious and shocked, fighting with each other at the same level, this guy dared to play a trick? He did not disappear, but stayed in place, waiting for himself to distract himself from his care.

The gray-robed monk slashed out a palm wind, narrowly avoiding the deadly fingers, and touched his neck, the spilled brown blood made him scream wildly.

You have been asleep for 100,000 years, Lao Tzu has been cultivating for 100,000 years, even if my talent is not as good as yours, time will smooth out the gap, not to mention that you are still seriously injured and difficult to recover, where is the burden to play with me?

The gray-robed monk spat at the mouth, of course, this question could not be answered by Mingzun, in fact, Mingzun did not bother to understand the gray-robed monk's thoughts.

Mingzun's finger fell into the air, his fingers were dyed with a layer of thrilling black light, his fingers were bent, like a sickle, and the gray-robed monk's ten fingers were crossed, and a thunderbolt burst out between his fingers, blocking the moment when the sickle hook was turned back, the thunder light was broken like powder, but it made the gray-robed monk's heart relax.

If it is Mingzun in his heyday, if he makes a move this time, his neck will have to move, instead of penetrating the follow-up behind the light curtain...... But as soon as he put down the big stone in his heart, a terrifying earthly force burst from his side, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of rout that was difficult to resist.

The gray-robed monk only felt like a leaf with broken roots, blown by the wind, and smashed into the reef in the distance, and with full strength, he galloped all the way, hitting thirty feet in a row, leaving a ground of lime powder to stop his body.

He also wanted to go back and fight with Ming Zun again, shook his body, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and it was indeed in every square inch, and he had been injured by Ming Zun.

The gray-robed monk with a pale face tried to struggle to get up, but found that his feet were like they were planted in the ground, and he couldn't pull them out no matter what, and he had a tendency to continue to sink.

The remaining True Yuan poured into his legs, resisting the sinking force, and he still shouted angrily: "Be careful of this guy's origin power, he is not injured at all." ”

This made the intact two people feel a big chill in their hearts, is the information wrong?

Mingzun is indeed injured, and there has been no sign of recovery, and the reason why the gray-robed monk lost so badly is because he had misestimated Mingzun.

Thunder roared, and the aura of darkness swept towards Luo Jiahang and another black-robed monk like a demon.

Of course, Mingzun's talent shocks the past and the present, but no one knows that his body of miscellaneous spiritual roots, the power of the four spiritual roots of water, fire, earth and engineering, the single spiritual root is a genius, the double spiritual root is a genius, the three spiritual roots are waste materials, the multi-spiritual roots are stupid materials, and the five elements are complete and Tianjiao.

Mingzun is proud of the present and ancient times with a stupid system, multiplies and mutates the spiritual root, and creates his own unique magic, which is a blockbuster, ranking among the top ten heavenly pride 100,000 years ago.

Mingzun defeated the gray-robed monk and didn't care what the battle situation was, and rushed to the second black-robed monk's sand area.

The corrosive power of darkness and the power of the other party's origin collided fiercely, the black-robed monk shook his body, but Mingzun flew out ten zhang away like a short-line kite, and a catapult quickly pressed towards Luojiahang.

Luo Jiahang understood that Min Mingzun's regression was because he absorbed the power of his companion's true yuan, and it was difficult to resolve it for a while, and then the opportunity to retreat was ready to go, and when he turned the power of his companion into his own, he and the power of the two of them pressed over as quickly as a rainbow.

Ming Zun frowned, such a formation attracted the power of heaven and earth, even if he was in the Forbidden Land Demon Temple, at this time, there should be guards to find out the clues, no one came over, it only means that there has been an accident on Penglai Island, and there is a high-level rebellion......

The restriction of the forbidden space realm, many earth-shattering supernatural powers could not be used, Luo Jiahang spun quickly as if falling off, and Mingzun sealed a palm, rolling up the flying sand and spewing out a mouthful of black blood and hitting a rock.