I, who became the armor of the devil emperor, was put on by the fairy

He was worried that Luo Xingye would fall, and Ziyue Daotu's all-out attack was no joke, ordinary devil emperors had to take it seriously.

"Okay, Ziyue, let's stop fighting. My Wanmo Palace admits it."

The Wanmo Emperor flew over and shouted.

The Ziyue road hangs the purple moon on the fetal head, and the rhyme of the Tao hangs upside down like a waterfall, like thousands of rays of light, illuminating the ancient starry sky, her posture and temperament are sublimated, as if descending from the distant shore, making people look up.

"I haven't recovered all my physical strength yet, this battle can still be suspended, Immortal King Glory, are you willing to admit defeat?"

The eyes of Ziyue Daotai were indifferent and full of majesty, like a god without a trace of emotion.

"Don't fight, don't fight."

The Wan Mo Emperor came close and stopped him quickly.

Even the people in Wanmo Temple began to persuade them. Originally, they saw Ziyue Taoist fetus being suppressed at the beginning, and they were full of expectations for Luo Xingye.

But seeing the recovery of physical strength, the entire starry sky trembled, and suddenly woke up.

After all, Ziyue Daotu has an invincible posture, how can he be easily defeated?

They persuaded and signaled that the battle was over, so as not to increase casualties in vain.

Luo Xingye stood in the purple starry sky, suppressed by the divine charm of the Taoist fetus, but he was flowing with magic light, like an ancient god and demon, with an indifferent expression, and said calmly: "Continue."

"Okay, today I will let you lose to your heart's content!"

Ziyue is indifferent, does not eat human fireworks, stands in the purple starry sky, and hangs Ziyue on her head. She is an unrivaled god.

She raised her head and her hands relaxed and drooped, her body appeared to be in the state of sprinting upwards, but she was still in place, but hundreds of millions of Dao rhymes flew out from her forehead, pouring into Ziyue like a magnificent light.

"Can't beat it!"

The Wan Mo Emperor retreated while talking, very helpless, but he didn't stop it.

Everyone in Wanmo Temple was nervous, but they couldn't stop them, they could only wait and see from a distance.

The rest of the supreme Taoism, ancient inheritance, bright eyes, focused on the radiant figure of Ziyue Taoist fetus.

With a buzzing sound, Ziyue rose up and became as huge as a huge sun. Standing in the center of this star field, it seemed that the universe starry sky was extinguished, and the entire space of the star field was shaking.

The Ziyue Dao fetus is sublimated to the utmost, hanging under the giant purple moon, punching out a towering purple light, and the Dao rhyme flowing in it can destroy stars.

At the same time, within the giant purple moon, nine figures that were exactly the same as the Ziyue Taoist fetus appeared, and they also punched.

The light of the ten fist marks almost flooded the star field, and everyone felt the trembling.

"The innate reflection of Ziyue's Taoist fetus is the power of innate physique!"

The yin-yang devil's palpitations, this is Ziyue Daotai's invincible method, once used, there is basically no solution.

Everyone was amazed, today's trip was worthwhile, and they saw the true strength of Ziyue Daotai.

On the contrary, Luo Xingye, they didn't pay much attention, they already thought that the other party would lose.

Luo Xingye, who was about to be submerged by the ten fist marks, seemed to be the foil of Ziyue's Taoist body.

With a long cry, his figure struck across the starry sky and turned into a streak of magic light, which disappeared in an instant, like a comet, flashing in the pan.

Luo Xingye brushed past a fist mark, without any danger.

Standing in the sky, he was surrounded by monstrous magic light, his skin was dark, and his eyes were bloody, turning into a bright and mysterious ancient demon.

Luo Xingye was like a life from a real ancient time. When he stepped on the starry sky, the boundless black light spread from the bottom of his feet, like ripples, sweeping across the boundless starry universe.

Everyone was slightly moved, and realized that this was Luo Xingye's real method, but they were still not optimistic. Ziyue Daotai was too invincible, born with reflection, and had already been invincible.

"It's useless."

Ziyue Daotai opened his mouth indifferently, and punched out again. Nine figures were also reflected in the purple giant moon, and they punched out nine fist marks one after another.

Then she condensed Dao Yun into a sword, which could cut the sun, moon, and stars, and tremble the starry sky with one sword. Within the purple giant moon, there were also nine swords of Dao Yun swung out, and the entire star field was flooded by the sword light.

The Ziyue hangs in the sky, illuminated by billions of purple lights, and the true meaning of Dao Yun traverses the stars.

Facing the boundless fist mark and the bright sword light, Luo Xingye disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he was already standing in another starry sky.

He looked stern, walking like a god and demon, staring at Ziyue Daotai with monster blood eyes.

Luo Xingye turned on the evil form, but quickly turned it off, because the other party had no malice towards him, and the evil form had no effect at this moment.

He took a breath, his body was empty, and his breath fell into silence, as if he had died.

But in his body, the "Jieshu" exercises have already been operated.

A bright purple light erupted from his body.

His eyes have turned purple, full of mystery and indifference.

boom!

Luo Xingye's kick shattered the stars under his feet, and the black light of the ancient demon and the purple light of the Jieshu flowed from his body. The two complement each other, like an aurora, full of mystery and fantasy.

He slashed towards Ziyue Daotai with a lingering aura, and his combat power rose to the utmost.

Although the opponent recovered his physique, his brilliance had only just begun.

[Author's Digression]: And

Chapter 187

The giant moon hangs in the sky, and the purple light shines on a star field, and the fluctuation of the Great Nirvana resonates from the giant moon.

Ziyue Daotai stands in an invincible position, she hangs under the giant moon, any terrifying killing technique will be reflected in the nine layers.

She is so strong that she is almost invincible.

Everyone in the world has seen the strength of Ziyue Daotai, and can understand the defeat of Immortal King Glory.

Black and purple rays of light flowed from Luo Xingye's body, full of ancient vicissitudes. He struck across in an instant, one against ten.

boom! ! !

A star was smashed by him, he played a terrible boxing technique, intertwined with black and purple divine light, the essence of the boundless star universe was absorbed by his boxing technique.

This star field is gradually drying up.

A bang sounded like a world explosion!