Chapter 132 Li Luo

The two atriums in the Tianzi cabin are garden-style garden buildings with many strange flowers and plants. Of course, these strange flowers and plants are not planted on the ground, but are cultivated on flower pots, and are ornamental flowers and plants for flower pot breeding.

There were potted plants everywhere, including trees as big as ten meters or strange flowers as small as basins. At this time, Linghu and Nalan Baiyi sat cross-legged under a tree in the southwest corner. Around them were several pots of blue kings from Xiyuanzhou, known as the king's flowers.

I hurriedly walked into the atrium with a few monks from the divine stage of the Pure Land Palace. Due to the angle, I could see Linghu and Nalan Baiyi sitting under the grassy tree in the southwest corner at a glance.

Yuhuaqian didn't expect to see Linghu and Nalan Baiyi here. At first, he was stunned and pointed at Linghu and shouted: "Uncle Liluo, Uncle Luohua, it's him. This guy just attacked me for no reason, and even said rude words to insult our Pure Land Palace."

After being yelled in front of the rain flowers, many monks who were tempering their divine thoughts withdrew their divine thoughts and followed them.

The Palace of Jile is the largest immortal cultivation sect in South China, and has been at the top of the list for nearly ten thousand years. Now, I have heard that some people do not give face to the Palace of Jile and are even humiliating. Who is so rude and bold? Such a strange thing must be looked at.

"Who is it? Which turtle girl dares to look down on our Pure Land Palace? It is the insult to my Pure Land Palace?" A thunderous shaking sounded like thunder, which made everyone's ears numb.

"Senior Brother Liluo, why is your temper still so hot? Ask the matter first, let's talk about it clearly. Maybe there is any misunderstanding?" Luohua Canxue said slowly.

"What else can I ask? Can Master Yu lie and deceive us? If there is no such thing, how could Master Yu say that? Even if it is a misunderstanding, it is a big deal to dare to humiliate our Pure Land Palace! Master Yu, tell me quickly, who attacked you and spoke rudely to our Pure Land Palace?" A figure suddenly appeared in front of Yuhua and shouted.

I just heard the loud voice of the ear drums that were as thunderous as thunder. Everyone thought that this man was definitely a stout and reckless man. Unexpectedly, the one who appeared in front of Yuhua instantly was a grey-clothed young man with a gentle and kind face and a little pale face. He was the temperament of a weak young man, but the thunderous voice came from the mouth of the weak young man.

Yuhua gritted her teeth and pointed at Linghu, who was sitting in the southwest corner, who seemed to be watching the show leisurely, shouted: "Uncle Liluo, it's him! That's that person!"

The monk in the Pure Land Palace with a weak young appearance is Mu Liluo. Although he looks like a weak young man, he is actually a great perfect monk in the fusion stage of over 1,200 years old. The reason why he still looks like a young man is because of the martial arts he practices.

In South China, many people may have heard of the name of Luohua Canxue in the Palace of Jile, or know Luohua Canxue, but they may not know this senior brother Mu Liluo.

As Luohua Canxue's senior brother, Mu Liluo's cultivation is naturally not much worse, and his cultivation is even deeper than Luohua Canxue.

It is slimly within thirty years, you can communicate with the heavenly tribulation and advance to the tribulation period.

Mu Liluo is a monk who is dedicated to practicing, but is also a furious and very protective monk. Mu Liluo, who was born and raised in the Pure Land Palace since childhood, is more important to the Pure Land Palace than anything else. The Pure Land Palace is not only his home, but also everything about him. He loves and worships the Pure Land Palace, and has reached the point where he can give everything to the Pure Land Palace, even if it is life.

It is precisely because of this kind of fanatical and persistent heart that Mu Liluo protects the disciples of the Pure Land Palace very much. In the Pure Land Palace, if the disciples who Mu Liluo are optimistic about and have a good impression of him have any disputes with other disciples, even if he is wrong first, that is right! If the disciples of the Pure Land Palace conflict with cultivators from other sects, then naturally, no matter whether they are right or wrong, it is the other party’s fault! In the Pure Land Palace, in Mu Liluo’s eyes, everything they do is right!

Muriluo's reputation for protecting his shortcomings is actually far better than that of Watanabe, a madman from the Qingcheng Sect. However, Muriluo rarely goes out, so his reputation in the cultivation world of South China is not obvious. Otherwise, with Muriluo's desire to protect his shortcomings, Yuriluo could only stand aside.

Therefore, when Mu Liluo heard that he was attacked in front of Yuhua, and that person was rude to the Pure Land Palace and humiliated the Pure Land Palace, no matter what the truth is, as long as he really spoke rude to the Pure Land Palace and humiliated the reputation of the Pure Land Palace, Mu Liluo would not give up!

Following the direction pointed by Yuhua, Mu Liluo suddenly turned around and stared at Linghu with a sharp look like a knife.

"You attacked my nephew and spoke rudely to my Jile Palace? Yes, right?" Mu Liluo said sternly.

Even if it was not, Linghu would not show any weakness when he was ruthless even when he attacked Mu Liluo's attitude and tone. He was too lazy to say why he attacked Yuhua. He looked at Mu Liluo indifferently and said slowly: "So what?"

Mu Liluo shouted, "Since you admit it yourself, hum, hum, the arrogant people in my Pure Land Palace, then let me die!"

After saying that, he opened his mouth and a black light escaped from his mouth, and instantly turned into a miser, pounced towards Linghu with his teeth and claws!

At the same time, Mu Liluo quickly pinched more than a dozen complex and mysterious magic tricks with both hands, and completed them in just two breaths, and shouted: "Qi!"

But I saw a giant green demon hand appear out of thin air, stretching out a huge thumb, and pressing towards Linghu!

At this time, the oolong, roaring away with his teeth and claws, also rushed to Linghu. According to common sense, any monk who encounters such magic weapons and transforms magic objects must dodge and use the law to break the magic. If he cannot do anything, he will rely on the power of the magic weapons to deal with it. However, Linghu was motionless. Even the elegant fairy beside him still sat cross-legged on the ground with a calm expression.

"It's really arrogant!" Mu Liluo was extremely angry. She was about to cast a third wave of more powerful spells to make the opponent look good, but her face suddenly became dull because he saw that the ferocious spirit object transformed from his natal magic weapon into an oolong was actually caught by a big hand whose divine consciousness suddenly became empty like a loach. Oolong was still struggling, but with the big hand pinching forcefully, the oolong whine and burst into thousands of black light fragments. Almost at the same time, Mu Liluo let out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, and her face turned pale in an instant.

A sharp light appeared in Mu Liluo's eyes. When the spiritual thought moved, he saw that the green demon hand that was pressing towards Linghu's head was just a thumb, but at this time, all five fingers were stretched out and pressed heavily towards Linghu.

Linghu sneered, and the hand of divine thought that had already appeared in the original form of magic weapon, rushed to the Qing Demon hand with one punch...

Mu Liluo let out another muffled groan, and a wisp of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth again, but it was his magic Green Demon Hand, which disappeared under the blow of Linghu's divine thoughts.

Linghu's strength has been fully proved that Mu Liluo could not deal with it. If he had a little gaze, he would just stop. But Mu Liluo was very unwilling. He had already suffered some damage to his soul. He actually blew up again and escaped with two consecutive streams of light. Only Mu Liluo shouted loudly, and the two streams of lights emitted joy. The purple and yellow spiritual lights bloomed, and turned into a hammer with purple runes engraved all over his body, and a chisel with green currents lingering in the same light!

This is a supporting magic weapon, and it is also a long-standing spiritual treasure thunder hammer and electric chisel that has been circulated in the world of immortal cultivation!

Mu Liluo's hand move, and two magic weapons fell into his hand. Mu Liluo held an electric chisel in his left hand and a thunder hammer in his right hand, staring at Linghu with a ferocious expression!

A powerful aura burst out from him, as if the magic weapon in his hand had instantly given him great power. Even his pale face suddenly showed a morbid blush!

Linghu didn't take the opportunity to attack Mu Liluo just now. Originally, if the high-level monks had to fight each other, if they had not been fighting each other in life and death, they would have basically only one or two rounds to stop.

The dispute between Linghu and Jile Palace is something that can be solved by just letting the other party know that they have the strength to compete with their fusion period, which is just one or two sentences of scenes.

Therefore, Linghu did not take advantage of the opportunity to attack Mu Liluo after breaking Mu Liluo's two spells, but Linghu did not expect that Mu Liluo would not give up.

When Linghu became angry and decided to give Mu Li Luo a little color, he saw the tip of the electric light in Mu Li Luo's left hand raised and aimed at Linghu. The thunder hammer in his right hand suddenly hit the electric light. He heard a "boom" sound. As the lightning moved, a huge blue lightning as thick as a child's arm actually rushed out and hit Linghu.

Linghu Wu controlled Mu Liluo's natal magic weapon's divine thought hand and faced the thick blue lightning.

With another "boom" sound, Linghu's hand of divine thought was blown away by the blue lightning. Linghu even groaned even more, felt a little dizzy in his mind, and his mind was slightly damaged.

Linghu's expression changed. At this time, the Mu Liluo actually spit out a mouthful of essence and blood and fell on the electric chisel in the left hand. The thunder hammer in the right hand actually hit the electric chisel three times in a row. With the three thunder sounds, three blue lightnings, carrying a breath of destruction, suddenly hit Linghu.

Linghu was really angry now. The magic baby light tower followed Linghu's divine thoughts and the central treasure light master in the sea of ​​consciousness had already sacrificed the treasure light tower. However, seeing the treasure light tower jumped to Niwan Palace and instantly scattered a purple treasure light around Linghu, blocking the three green lightnings that were bombarded continuously.

But even though the purple treasure light blocked three blue lightnings, Linghu's entire person was blown away from the ground by the huge bombardment force of the blue lightning. After breaking the blue tree behind him, he hit the bulkhead in a mess and stopped.

Nalan Baiyi, who was under Linghu's feet, did not expect such a change. After being affected, her body, sitting cross-legged, instantly ran into the bulkhead with Linghu in a little embarrassed manner.

"Senior Brother Liluo please stop!" The battle just now actually only happened in just a dozen breaths. At this time, Luohua Canxue's persuasion sounded.
Chapter completed!