"The eighth disciple of the Demon Heaven Pavilion? Stop fooling me." The man in white robe shook his head.

Zhu Hong hates being stern and doesn’t like to pretend to be a master like a master, which is very tired and very tired.

I'm fat, I'll endure it... Anyway, I've heard calluses from childhood to adulthood, and I've gotten used to it. But you dare to say that you don't know the eighth disciple of Motian Pavilion, the leader of Menghu Mountain, and the former evil king. You can't stand it anymore.

He turned slightly and said, "Old Lu, can you bear it?"

"I can't bear it."

"Then can I stop holding it?"

"How can you beat someone up when your master keeps holding him?" Lu Li said.

"My master slapped far away."

"Then you haven't learned the essence?"

"I can't learn... My master is so stingy." Zhu Hong said together.

"what ever."

After saying that, Zhu Honggong was like a wild horse that broke away from his reins, and ran out wildly. The gloves appeared, the golden gang appeared, and the wind scattered, hitting the man in the lead. The man did not expect Zhu Honggong to take action suddenly and dodge repeatedly.

He quickly retreated to the side of the Red Pillar in the hall and said, "Just Shi Ye dares to be arrogant. Anyway, if you kill you, it will not go against the wishes of Lord Lu. If you get rid of you, Lord Lu may be happy."

The man clapped his hands and hit back.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, the qi intersects back and forth in the hall.

There were cracks in the pillars of the palace, creaking, and if this continued, the entire palace would collapse.

When Emperor Zaihong knew that it was not because of his feelings for this, he hurriedly withdrew from the palace, eunuchs, palace maids, and guards, and surrounded them. Zaihong pushed them away and said, "It's useless."

Although it is useless, how can those who are ministers get out of the way?

When a meat shield is in front, it must also be blocked.

Many people have realized that these three seemingly ordinary white-robed practitioners may bring them a catastrophe, and the prosperity and future of Daqing lies in this.

...

The white-robed man's palm print hit Zhu Hong Gong without causing any harm, which surprised him.

Turning back, he said, "Don't stand there, take action!"

The remaining two men in white robes entered the venue quickly.

Bang bang bang bang.

The three of them played at the same time.

boom!

The Hongs caught them off guard and flew out of the hall.

The hall creaked and collapsed further.

Lu Li and the disciples of the Hong Cult left the hall at the same time.

Three white robes flew out of the hall and stood in the air.

"You are not Shiye." said the man in white robe.

"I'm not ten leaves at first." Zhu Hongtong looked at the man in white robe, "I'm eleven leaves!"

Zhu Hong shouted loudly and sacrificed his Dharma body—

The special energy resonance sound resounded throughout the hall, and a golden sculpture shining with golden light stood up from behind Zhu Honggong. The Dharma body rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is as high as forty-five feet.

Behind the Dharma body, the golden ring is surrounded by eleven leaves.

The dazzling golden light made the guards outside the hall and the practitioners of Daqing crawl on the ground, calling the Holy Lord on the mountain.

The Emperor Zai Hong of Daqing's lips trembled slightly, and he looked up at the sky and watched the huge Dharma body.

This is the huge pillar that never falls!

The man in white robe looked shocked and said in a lost voice: "What kind of Dharma body is this?"

Never seen it before.

But those eleven golden leaves are incredible.

Zhu Hong did not say anything, stepped on the stone slab, and walked as fast as he flew. He rushed over with his Dharma body, waving the fist gloves in his hand, and fought with the man in white robe in the lead again.

The fist and sword aura collided, and the man was a little confused by the surging attack.

In his cognition, Eleven Ye should be the strong man with the twelve fates.

This fat man, there is a big problem!

Bang bang bang bang!

Thousands of fist powers in succession fell in front of the man in white robe.

The other two swooped down and participated in the battle, and their Dharma bodies suddenly swept across. Bang—

Knock the two of them away.

"The Dharma body can move?"

The two of them flew dozens of meters behind, barely stabilizing their figures, and were shocked when they looked at the moving Dharma body.

Zhu Hong had long discovered that the Dharma body of Wu Jinlian could move, so he immediately controlled the Dharma body and rushed towards the man in white robe, like a tiger, and the Dharma body was a larger tiger.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang... swinging fists wildly, the fist is like raining in the sky, splashing around, destroying the building.

The man in white robe had no fists to defeat four hands, so he had to sacrifice his astrological plate and cross it in front of him, like a round wall, and tried hard to block the fist of the Dharma body and the common people.

Lu Li was surprised to see that these eleven leaves were comparable to those of the Three Destiny of Thousand Realms?

Moreover, the Hongs were obviously not skilled enough in the Eleven Leaves Dharma Bodhis. Judging from this situation, it would be no problem to defeat them.

Lu Lizai observed carefully.

The man in white robe was exhausted. He put away his astrological plate and flew back into the air. The two of them were left, and they sacrificed tens of thousands of sword auras and flew towards the floods.

Zhu Hong also didn't know what was wrong with the stubbornness, so he controlled his Dharma body and stood in front.

Bang bang bang bang... all of those sword auras were blocked by the terrifying defense of the Dharma body, and it was fine at all.

“…”

"stop!"

In the sky, the man in white robe raised his hand and felt extremely uncomfortable with the eight extraordinary meridians.

Two Thousand Realms stopped and flew to the man in white robe.

He looked down at Zhu Hong and said, "So he is a master. My name is Wang Chao. Who is you?"

The Hongs said angrily:

"I just said that I am from Motian Pavilion!"

Wang Chao frowned: "Mo Tian Pavilion? It's almost done. You won't get any advantage like this. When Lord Lu arrives in person, everyone will be dead."

He felt that it was meaningless to compete with Zhu Hong for these things.

Zhu Honggong had never heard of Lord Lu, and was a little confused.

Maybe the golden lotus and yellow lotus are of similar colors, and the other party did not notice the golden Dharma body.

"Fat short, it's better not to follow us, let's go--"

The three of them no longer stayed and rushed towards the distance.

Fat is acceptable!

Call me short?

Zhu Hong stepped on the ground and chased after him.

Lu Li hurriedly said, "Don't chase the poor enemy!"

The Hongs did not care about it, just like a meteor chasing him.

Lu Li said in a deep voice: "Corner disciples of the Hong Sect follow me! All the masters of the inner circle will be together!"

"yes!"

Lu Li, led by hundreds of Huang Lian masters, rushed out in one go.

Soon, I came outside a mountain north of the capital.

Wang Chao flew all the way.

"Boss, come with me."

"Since he wants to die, let him do it. Do it according to the plan later." Wang Chao said.

"Boss, it seems that the national teacher has sent a message again?"

"The matter is prioritized, and we should deal with the matter in front of us first."

"yes."
To be continued...