"Dragon and elephant divine power!"

Monk Jingren roared, his body soared, and his whole body doubled out of thin air. His bronze skin shone with golden light, and the blood swelled in the sky, and the sounds of explosions were like a dragon roaring, and the divine elephant roared.

"Weituo Demon-subduing Pestle!"

A ripe copper stick is like an angry dragon soaring into the sky, and the howling wind shakes the world.

The Martial Saint's melee battle broke out, and its power was earth-shaking.

Under this power, Huang Yanyan, who was standing next to Champion Hou, looked pale and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Champion Hou held his hand and couldn't get away at all.

"It turns out that he is an expert from the Dazen Temple, and he is indeed extraordinary!"

Champion Hou smiled admiringly, holding Huang Yanyan's hand was not loose at all, but just raised a finger and pointed it out at the cooked copper stick that was smashing towards him.

"boom!"

The powerful force collided hard, and a loud sound that shook the sky. The turbulent wind caused a burst of thunder in the air around.

The cooked copper stick in Monk Jingren's hand flew away, and with a "boom", hit the city wall behind him, directly blasting a huge hole in the city wall!

"Okay! Your Excellency, good kung fu!"

The weapon was removed, and the monk Jingren shook his body, then stepped out and stood firm again, straightened his back with his head high, stood in front of the champion Hou with his head raised, and laughed loudly.

"It's been twenty years, and the Dachan Temple has been destroyed for twenty years! My Jingren has also escaped for twenty years! In this life, I and Da Qian are swearing to be incompatible! Your cultivation is unfathomable, and I'm not unfair to die at your hands! Hahahaha! Come again!"

Monk Jingren laughed loudly, took one step forward, and then rushed towards the champion Hou.

This loud laughter was desolate and tragic, but also heroic, just like a hero who was at the end of his journey. His heroic sentiment was amazing and his encounter was sighing.

"Slow down!"

Seeing that Monk Jingren had aspirations of death, the champion Hou naturally could not fight anymore. What if he was disabled or beaten, would there be no use?

"Da Qian has nothing to do with me! Even if you want to kill Yang Pan, that immortal, I will not stop you!"

Champion Hou looked at Monk Jingren with a smile and said something scary.

Who is Yang Pan? Today’s Emperor Daqian!

He called him by his name and scolded him for being immortal, and even asked someone to kill him.

As soon as these words were spoken, Monk Jingren immediately stopped.

Monk Jingren developed ambition to die because he was powerless to resist in the hands of the champion Hou, and he didn’t really want to die!

"You...are you not Daqian's marquis? What?"

Monk Jingren looked at Chanjun Hou with shock, blinking his eyes, feeling a little unbelievable.

"I want to rebel. Can you do it with me?"

Even Huang Yanyan was frightened by the words of Champion Hou.

Can something like rebellion be said so easily?

Monk Jingren and Huang Yanyan are not fools. Since the champion Hou dares to say it out, there is no choice. If you don’t follow him, you will immediately slap him to death.

"Look!"

Before the monk Jingren answered, the champion Hou pointed to the scene around him and curled his lips disdainfully.

"Look at this place, is it like starting a foundation? With the evil demons like the witch and ghost path, you have lost all the faces of the Dazen Temple."

Speaking of this, the champion Hou turned his head and looked at Monk Jingren, and said in a deep voice: "Monk, let's work with me!"

"good!"

Monk Jingren nodded heavily.

He was originally determined to rebel, but he couldn't find the foundation and could only follow the witch and ghost path, who were neither human nor ghost. Now that he had a better way out, the monk Jingren naturally knew how to choose.

"Huh? Want to run?"

At this time, the champion Hou suddenly turned his head and looked into the city, and saw a series of evil demonic auras rushing out of the city, roaring through the air.

Obviously, these people from the Witch and Ghost Realm, and when they saw that Monk Jingren was not the enemy of the Champion Hou, they immediately ran away.

"Can you run?"

Champion Hou sneered, and infinite glory bloomed on his body, and the scene of heaven and earth creating was shining in the acupoints.

Taking a deep breath, the champion Hou Yangtian yelled.

"roar……"

The surging blood rushed up like a volcano eruption, and the vast masculinity swept across the sky like an angry tide with this loud roar.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were sounds of explosions in the sky, like a balloon that burst. The black air that soared into the sky was instantly destroyed and dissipated in the vast tide of masculine blood.

How can these ghost immortals who have never even survived the thunder tribulation withstand the roar of the human immortals of the champion Hou?

"ah……"

"ah……"

The figure that rushed into the air was directly shaken by the loud roar of the champion Hou.

The soul dissipated, and the body that flew into the air lost its support, and could only scream and fell to the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The figure that fell from mid-air hit the ground heavily. When it fell at this height, it would be smashed to pieces! None of these witch and ghost practitioners can survive!

"Human...human immortal?"

Monk Jingren looked at Guan Junhou with horror on his face, and his shock in his heart was like an angry tide.

This person... is still only seventeen or eighteen years old? He is so young, he is already a human immortal? What a supreme talent!

"You...you..."

Huang Yanyan was also frightened by the momentum of champion Hou's release, and she felt extremely complicated at this domineering boy who was arrogant and pulled her away.

"By the way, the one who had a gray cloth bag on his back was the head of the Witch and Ghost Dao? That cloth bag is the Qiankun bag of the Dachan Temple?"

The champion Hou Yirou destroyed the enemy, ignored the shock of the two, and turned his head to ask Monk Jingren.

“Yes…yes!”

Monk Jingren came back to his senses, pointed to the place where the leader of the Witch and Ghost Dao fell, and said to the champion Hou: "That is the treasure of the Great Zen Temple, the Qiankun Bag."

"very good!"

Champion Hou nodded with a smile, walked to the place where the head of the Witch and Ghost Taoism fell, and reached out to take off the gray pocket from the man's back.

"Huh? This is..."

Grasping this pocket, the champion Hou suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was holding in his hand that it was not a pocket, but a layer of...skin.

When he put it in front of him, he took a closer look and took a breath of air conditioning. "It turned out to be... the skin of the human immortal? The treasure Qiankun bag in the Dachan Temple was actually made of the skin of a human immortal?"

He himself is also a human immortal, but... the human immortal skin on this Qiankun bag is many times stronger than his own skin.

"The realm of human and immortals seems to have a higher level!"

Champion Hou calmed down and waved his hand to put the Qiankun bag into the storage space.

It is part of the resource library, and there is no setting for storage space that cannot be stored in other space items.

When Qiankun bag was put in, Li Yu received the news immediately.

"Not bad! Not bad!"
Chapter completed!