There was a man standing under the cave in the square sky, with a tall crown and a wide robe and a big sleeve. When he stood there, he seemed to be thousands of troops and horses, and he could not pass.

The great elder of Zhongtian Dao Sect, the true king of Eryang God!

He is a well-known figure in this universe. Although the Luhou has challenged eight Yang Gods, it is only a very small part of this universe. He can't pick it up alone. Moreover, many Yang God powerhouses do not even have the chance to speak. Individuals are not collectives after all, and what they can influence is the gains and losses of their personal reputations and cannot influence the rise and fall of the sects.

Around Fangtian Kong, a large number of hundreds of monks were also gathered. They all came from the central area and were close to each other, which was very convenient. Obviously, this Zhenjun Er did not conceal his whereabouts. Even when facing the foreign evil men who had defeated eight Yang Gods, he would not be at a disadvantage in his momentum.

"I see my friend's trip, not a fight, but a personal grudge. Even now, I wonder if I am saying that is not right?"

The deer-cutting man rode the beast under his crotch, and the black jade rushed forward, approaching Fang Tiankong, and the rolling spiritual consciousness was transmitted, but it was not only for Er, but also for all the hundreds of cultivators present.

"Three thousand years ago, there was no Fuyou Palace in this universe! The asteroid where Fuyou Palace is located was originally the residence of an ordinary cultivation family. Others may not know about this. You are highly respected and have been in the past, so I think you know what I said is true!

The sin of Youfu is to take the place of life! For this reason, I want to settle it with him, should I?”

The surrounding crowd made a noise. Three thousand years ago, the Nascent Soul monks here were not born yet, and even the Yin Shen Zhenjun might not be born. Only the long-lived Yuan Shen Zhenjun and Yang Shen knew the specific situation at that time. However, Youfuzi was strong and strong. One was a strong man in the world and the other was a devastating family. How to choose was self-evident.

The majority of the cultivation families have bodies in the realm. However, if there is a true king in the family and they do not want to be limited to the realm, there are also a few families who will find a small star to build an immortal palace in the deep space of the universe. This is not too rare. The problem is, if you are attracted by this place, do you have the power to protect yourself?

Now it seems that the truth is revealed. No matter what the reason is, the disc-shaped base of the Fuhua Palace did not belong to the UFO before, but he took it from others and occupied the Nestle; but in the universe, who can say that this place is mine, and you can't take it away? There is no land deed, and no institution to preside over the distribution of astral bodies, which is still a matter of strength.

Therefore, the reason for the deer-cutting season can be valid, but it is not convincing; Youfuzi may suffer from personal morality, but in the world of cultivation, who dares to say that he is innocent?

"Since there is one sin, there must be two. Why don't you say goodbye? Just talking about the floating palace, you can't convince people!" Er was unmoved. These dirty things cannot be concealed. If you forcefully interrupt them, it will make people feel that there is a ghost in your heart. It's better to let him speak freely and look for the leaks in it.

The deer-cutting man laughed, "He has seven sins, one hole and one sin! Are you qualified to stop him from being a peacemaker here?"

His words were straightforward and his movements were more direct. While his body was rising, he had already punched it. In an instant, even the huge celestial body was shaking faintly at the Fangtianyu standing by Er. It was the source of pure and extreme power. Ignoring the distance, the fist came out!

There are many ways to fight against Dharma cultivation and physical cultivation. The essence is nothing more than one, one, two, and three controls. However, if you are not invaded by all dharmas like the Deer Chop, you will be very passive. Because you cannot control it, you will have to accept his terrifying power attack.

Physical cultivation and fighting are one in the body and two in the magical powers. However, the Deer-Cuting Hou seemed to have completely given up on the magical powers and condensed all the life-long learning into power. The fighting style is indeed simple and crude, but if you can't withstand the impact of his power, this simplest one is also the most fatal one.

All the Yangshen True Lords in this universe were trapped in this dilemma when they faced the Luhou. Their Dao Realm cognition could not stop the purest and pure nature of power. They could not use all kinds of tricks, and could only be exhausted to deal with it. The more they fought, the more passive they became, the more they lost their confidence. Finally, after being frequently killed in the world, even the flaws of the past and future were revealed.

The response of Eryang God is different from all Yang Gods before. He is a scattered attack!

The Great Severance, the Great Descent Star, the Burning Sun Secret Cover... Three consecutive single-body forbidden methods fully exert the attack of the magic cultivation, but they ignore the bombardment of the present power, relying on Taoist techniques, Taoist weapons, and Taoist bodies to bear it, because he knew that once he moved away, he would lose the opportunity and might delay it longer, but the power of the magic cannot be exerted, and he could not test the limit of the magic resistance of this physical cultivation.

The bystanders were surprised by such a hard chisel. They didn't understand why a experienced true king of Yangshen would use such clumsy and rigid methods to deal with it. Even if the Golden Elixir practice is practiced against the physical practice, they would not be so stupid, and there is no distinction between the primary and secondary!

The result was obvious. After three rounds, Er was hit into slag, while Deer-Cuting Hou was not hurt at all!

But how could the body of the Yang God be destroyed by just killing the present world? Er was still reborn, his face remained unchanged, and even his fighting style did not change. Then Ziwu pulled the machine, Frost Blade Sky, Xiao Zhaixing, and continued to attack magic!

After a few breaths, he was hit again and again. This cycle was repeated. During this period, the deer-cutting Hou also tried to attack Er's past and future. However, Er hid his roots and feet without revealing water, but he repeatedly failed...

After a hundred breaths, Er had been killed dozens of times, and even the monks watching the battle were unbearable. He stopped returning after a rebirth, but greeted him from afar.

"When the deer is cut, you are invincible. The old Taoist is not an opponent. Since you have no face to stop you, you will go!"

The scene was silent, and most of the hundreds of monks watching the battle were known for their reputation, but they had never really seen his actions. When I saw him today, the Deer-Cutting Hou was indeed well-known and was even more famous when we met!

But there are also a very few sober people who suspect that the fighting style of Eryang God is more like delivering vegetables than a life-and-death duel. No one can guess the reason!

This also includes Li Ji! He didn't think there was anything wrong with Er's fighting style. In fact, he had experienced the same situation himself. When he fought with Chu Zhao, he was fighting against each other and did not avoid any damage.

But what he didn't understand was why he had suffered dozens of banished attacks before and after the Deer-Cuting Hou, but why did he feel like nothing happened?

He does not believe in this argument!
Chapter completed!