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Chapter 552 Defeat

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    Looking at Mu Qingzhu, Wangchen smiled softly: "Many monks have died in the hands of poor Taoists, and some even lost their souls. I don't know which disciple you are."

    Hearing Wangchen¡¯s words, Namu Qingzhu frowned and thought to himself: ¡°What a murderous spirit.¡±

    "I am a disciple of Taishi Taoism," Mu Qingzhu said.

    Wangchen smiled coldly: "Taishi Dao? There were also Taishi Dao monks who died in my hands in the past few days."

    Hearing this, "Infinite Heavenly Lord" Mu Qingzhu immediately shouted a cry, his face full of grief, but he was silent.

    "My fellow Taoist was so vicious that he actually caused people's souls to scatter. However, it went against the will of the religious ancestors. The religious ancestors issued a decree a few days ago that we and the other monks were not allowed to disperse the souls. I wonder if my fellow Taoist knew this?"  In Mo Xie's eyes, the sword energy was rising and dying, as if the entire void was being pierced by the supreme sword energy.

    "So what? It's not that I don't want to be merciful, but it's because I have no eyesight and can't show mercy," Wangchenfeng Qingyun said calmly.

    "Fellow Taoist has fallen into a demonic barrier. Today is the right time for me to send you on the list to face the calamity. I wonder what all the fellow Taoists think?" Then I saw a monk from Liuyun Peak walking out and looking at Wangchen with an evil look on his face.

    "Good, this is a great good thing, today I will make my fellow Taoists suffer a calamity," all the monks said in unison.

    The next moment, I saw the Liuyun Peak monk saluting Wangchen, and the next moment I saw a white divine light shooting out of his hand, piercing the void with his breath: "Liu Yun Fei Sleeves."

    Countless streams of light are like clouds, flying out from the sleeves of the monks at Liuyun Peak, running along mysterious trajectories in the void, trying to surround Wangchen in the middle.

    "Humph, the real fire of the three flavors." Looking at the countless streams of light, Wangchen snorted coldly, and traces of anger appeared on his baby's fat face. The next moment, he saw red light flying out from his nose, and his breath filled the surrounding area.  For millions of miles, the void is rippled by this three-flavor true fire.

    No matter what kind of magical power you have, I will just burn it down and your soul will be completely destroyed.

    The three-flavored true fire took only two or three breaths, but it had already ignited the void. The clouds in the sky had turned into air, and the flames rolled over the sky and covered the earth, surging unscrupulously towards Da Liu.

    "Take action quickly, but Liu Yunfeng's Taoist brother can't resist it anymore."

    Seeing the monks at Liuyun Peak crumbling under the true fire of the Three Flavors, Mo Xie of Taishi Dao twitched his eyebrows. The next moment, a sharp sword light traveled through the nine days and fell from the endless clouds. It was wrapped with endless edge and seemed to be about to strike.  Split the whole world in one fell swoop.

    "boom".

    Mo Xie is indeed a famous swordsman among the younger generation of Taishi Dao. This swordsmanship is many times more powerful than Liuyunfeng's Liuyun Feixiu. This sword light actually cuts through the shamisen.  The fire flew for more than ten feet before being decomposed into invisible objects under the baking of the three-flavored true fire, and turned into the nourishment of the three-flavored true fire.

    The blow did not achieve any success, but was burned by the opponent's flames. Mo Xie's expression suddenly changed: "Impossible, how could my sword energy be reduced to ashes under this flame?".

    "I don't know which disciple this little Pi Niang is. The power of this flame is too great. I'm afraid I can't handle it." A monk on the Hongshan Mountain frowned and looked at the three-flavored true fire rising unscrupulously into the sky.  His eyebrows were furrowed.

    "Sha" saw everyone in the field locked in a stalemate, but he saw dozens of monks from the Red Mountain Peak formed a formation and jumped out, turning into a web of runes and heading towards the burning three-flavored true fire, which seemed to be coming.  Catch up all the three-flavored fire that soars into the sky.

    ¡°It¡¯s really wishful thinking to actually put out my divine fire.¡±

    Looking at a large net hanging down from the sky, which was covered with countless lines, Wangchen smiled coldly. Although he did not have much combat experience, as several conflicts broke out, the three flavors of true fire were given  gave her countless confidence.

    The three-flavored true fire in the sky was gradually shrinking under the suppression of the rune network. Seeing this, the monks' faces were filled with joy. After all, the blazing flames had something to restrain them, but this smile had not lasted for a few seconds.  Breathing, the next moment I saw countless screams rising into the sky, and each one of the burning people cried for their father and mother and rushed towards the distance. However, before they took three steps, they were already reduced to ashes under the flames.

    Why are you?  .

    But things must turn against each other. The three-flavored true fire was suppressed by the rune network, but after being compressed to a certain limit, it suddenly counterattacked. The grid shattered, and the monks were unable to hide. They were instantly enveloped by the three-flavored true fire.

    "Click".

    "Click"?.

    "Click".

    In just a few breaths, where the Taiping Dao natal jade tablet was placed, countless jade tablets turned into powder in a few breaths.

    "Damn it, what happened at the foot of the mountain? Why did so many disciples suddenly lose their souls? Now the sect is bound to make a huge wave." The disciple guarding the main hall muttered to himself.

    However, when he looked closely, he saw that the dead disciples were actually monks from Liuyun Peak and Hongshan Peak, and he became confused in his heart: "What have these disciples from Liuyun Peak and Hongshan Peak experienced, so that their souls are gone? This  But this matter cannot be concealed, and all the peak masters need to be informed."

    Not long after, streamers of light were seen rising into the sky and flying towards the major mountain peaks.

    "Stay still for me." Seeing the disciples falling into the three-flavored true fire one after another, Mu Qingzhu on the other side couldn't calm down. The next moment, he saw a green stick crossing the void, carrying a strong force of heaven, heading towards  The endless three-flavored real fire suppressed it and went away.

    This green bamboo staff is the magic weapon of Mu Qingzhu, but this staff is extraordinary. Back then, it was able to hold on for a few breaths in the thunder pool with unique jade, which shows how powerful it is.

    The three-flavored true fire is not afraid of the oppression of the green bamboo cane. The rolling power of heaven falls. Not only can it not make the three-flavored true fire sink, but the three-flavored true fire rises into the sky and becomes even higher. The fire snake moves towards the rich divine power.  go.

    "Retreat quickly, the power of this flame is extraordinary, we will discuss countermeasures later."

    The Green Bamboo Staff is indeed a magic weapon. Although it cannot restrain the three-flavored true fire, it can still stabilize the surrounding three-flavored true fire to a certain extent. The surrounding disciples took the opportunity to retreat one after another and withdrew to the Daliu camp.

    Seeing countless monks retreating, Mu Qingzhu put away his staff and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the camp.

    "Hmph, I'll count you on good luck this time. Next time I have to turn you all into ashes." Wangchen retracted one hand into his sleeve and stroked the Ten Thousand Fire Flag. A cold and stern light flashed in his eyes, calling to the other side.  Countless monks were heartbroken.

    ¡°Woo~~~¡±.

    ¡°Woo~~~¡±.

    ¡°Woo~~~¡±.

    The horn sounded in the void, and the two armies withdrew their troops. This war was temporarily over.

    In the big Chen camp, all the generals and monks looked at Wangchen who was calm and calm, and they all showed fear. Li Yunhui complimented Wangchen: "The fairy is really good at it. He actually beat the other monk to the point of peeing."  , scurrying around, thinking that it won¡¯t take long to completely defeat the Da Liu Dynasty and avenge the fairy¡¯s fellow sect.¡±

    Wangchen smiled softly, with a touch of contempt on his face: "Humph, they are just a bunch of incompetent people. I only learned one of my senior brother's skills, and I have already defeated the opponent. If my senior brother comes here, discipline  All of them turned into ashes."

    As he said this, Wangchen¡¯s eyes flickered, and he didn¡¯t know what he was thinking.

    In the Daliu Dynasty, the monks sat opposite each other. You looked at me and I looked at you. They were all silent and had silence on their faces.

    After a while, Mo Xie slowly opened his mouth and said: "I don't know which disciple this girl is from, but she actually has such magical powers, but we can't restrain it, we still need to find a way."

    Mu Qingzhu on one side touched his chin, a look of thought flashed in his eyes: "All the flames in the sky have their origins. This flame is so ferocious and domineering, it must have a root. I just don't know where the origin of this flame comes from."  where".

    After saying this, all the monks lowered their heads and pondered. Now if everyone cannot restrain the three flavors of true fire, there is no hope of defeating the opponent. Now if you want to defeat the enemy, you must surrender the three flavors of true fire.  , otherwise everything is empty talk.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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