My cultivation base has been sealed, and I will become stronger if I molested the empress

on the ground.

The cultivators could no longer watch the battle in the sky, and the two sides started a new round of fighting.

A long-haired priestess set her sights on Luo Youxue, and rushed up to fight Luo Youxue without saying a word. She waved her long whip and swept towards Luo Youxue.

"Swoosh~~!"

The whip runs across the body, driving a gust of wind.

Luo Youxue jumped up, her light body easily dodged the opponent's attack, and slashed at him with a sword.

The sword qi flew, and the chill was vertical and horizontal.

"Kakaka~~~"

Suddenly, ice flowers formed in the air, spreading towards the long-haired priestess, and they were about to touch the body of the long-haired priestess.

At the critical moment, the priestess withdrew her long whip abruptly.

"咻~咻~咻~"

"Oh!"

She swung the whip and vortexed it in mid-air, smashing the oncoming ice flowers, and then tightened the whip suddenly, turning it into a long black sword.

The priestess looked at Luo Youxue with a smile:

"This younger sister is not bad. Are you interested in joining us and serving the Holy Emperor together?"

"Your Holy Emperor is too weak."

"Tsk tsk~ You really can't hold back your words. Do you think your husband is strong? When this era collapses, no matter how strong he is, he will lower his cultivation base, and he can't protect you, he can only watch you die. "

"You talk too much."

"Wait, let my sister say the last sentence."

"."

"As long as you join us to serve the Holy Emperor, even if the era collapses, the Holy Emperor will have a way to keep you. How about it, are you tempted?"

"Not interested in."

Luo Youxue shook her head indifferently.

I don't know how long it will be before the collapse of this era. Maybe she and Bailong will be gone by then, and how can the enemy believe what they say.

Seeing that Luo Youxue refused to enter, the priestess showed regret.

Then her eyes turned hard, and she grinned grinningly and said:
"Since you don't know how to flatter, you can't blame me!"

"That's right, a villain should have the consciousness of a villain."

Luo Youxue swung the Xuanbing Shenyang Sword and rushed towards the priestess again, and soon the two of them fought together.

the other side.

The old man Shenji waved his whisk to knock away an enemy, and said to himself with a sad expression:

"Sigh~ Disciple, I really didn't intend to harm you as a teacher."

"Your death should be destined by the heavens. Even if you are a teacher with unworldly skills, you can't save you. You must not blame your teacher."

"Just don't come to me in your dreams."

After finishing speaking, the old man Shenji muttered a few more words silently, but he didn't know what he said.

"Hey, old man!" A white-clothed priest stared at him unkindly: "What's wrong with your family's death, cry and mourn, come here and die."

"Disciple, let's see my teacher avenge you."

The old man Shenji waved his whisk and looked firmly at the priest in white.

The next moment, he jumped in front of the white-clothed priest with a big jump, which frightened the white-clothed priest.

"The Hand of Mercy of the Great Sage."

The phantom of the big golden hand instantly condensed in front of the old man Shenji, and slapped towards the white-clothed priest, who couldn't dodge it if he wanted to.

"Ahhh!"

Amidst a burst of screams, the white-clothed priest was hit by a phantom of a big golden hand, pushing him down and slapping him hard on the mountain peak.

"Bang!!!"

The entire Three Sacred Mountains trembled violently.

The aftermath of the source force destroyed countless trees, and the broken branches flew around, leaving a huge handprint pit in place.

In the center of the crater was a white-clothed priest who had been slapped flat, the red and white intertwined could no longer be seen as a human being.

"Hi~!"

The cultivators around all gasped.

This golden mahamudra move is really powerful, the white-clothed priest who was in the perfect state of the god king was turned into a meat paste without parrying it at all.

After one move, the old man Shenji didn't stop.

He stroked the whisk and inserted it into the back collar, then rolled up the large sleeve and leg robes, stuffed them into the waistband of his trousers, bent his arms slightly and propped them up to the sky, his eyes widened like copper bells, and he shouted:
"Holy Path Thousand Mudras!"

"Om~Om~Om~"

Golden big handprints appeared one after another in the sky, and soon a huge and incomparably web-shaped arc appeared, covering the battlefield below.

"This"

"No, this is an indiscriminate attack, run!"

"Damn this old Taoist is crazy!"

"Brothers withdraw."

Numerous golden handprints appeared, forcing the cultivators below to stop fighting and flee in all directions to save their lives.

But how could they escape faster than the falling speed of the golden big handprint.

The result can be imagined.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were bursts of violent explosions, the ground was constantly trembling from the Mahamudra, and practitioners from all sides were blasted into the sky.

"what!!!"

"Old-nosed old man, I didn't play with you!"

"I'm going to the warden to sue you for collaborating with the enemy. Your behavior will be punished!"

"Run, this mahamudra is endless."

After a round of bombing, the cultivators on the ground found that the golden big handprints in the sky did not decrease, but increased, and everyone's faces turned green immediately.

In the sky, the old man Shenji shouted while maintaining the thousand handprints of the Holy Path:
"The old man's attack is very friendly to his own personnel, don't worry, just block the enemy inside and don't let them run away."

"You fart!"

Some people were so angry that they yelled and cursed.

Still friendly?
He has been bombarded bald, can this be called friendship?

"Messenger Hua Gang, what Senior Shenji said is true." A cultivator next to Hua Gang reminded, pointing to the enemies around him, he said: "Look at those people, they are either dead or seriously injured, Senior Shenji really Very friendly."

"roll!"

Hua Gang gave the young cultivator a fierce look.

He reached out and stroked the few strands of his hair left, thinking about how to tell the warden about this matter, and let him compensate himself as a work-related injury.

After thinking about it, Hua Gang's face turned hard.

He waved his spear and rushed towards the enemy on the side:

"I can't beat Niubi, so I can only vent my anger on you!"

"Ahh! Don't come here, don't come here!"

The man was already seriously injured, but when he was frightened by Hua Gang's ferocity, he turned around and ran away.

Ever since, the scene became chaotic under the aggressive attack of old man Shenji, but the sound of the melodious horn never stopped, providing strength bonuses for our own personnel.

It's just that Bai Youyou was blown to the point where he was almost hypoxic, and he began to roll his eyes a little.

heaven.

The confrontation between Bailong and the Holy King of Demon Eyes has reached a fever pitch.

The head-butt link between the two had long since ended, and there was no winner, so they fought openly and closed again, with various destructive martial arts frequently appearing.