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"Can't you kill me? I don't believe it!"

The bull devil roared wildly, and he picked up his stick and continued to beat and smash.

"People stand still, and you can't beat them. This Bull Demon King, isn't it a vain name?"

Seeing the bull devil "beating moles" like this, the monks all around were shocked and talked.

"Lao Tzu has a false name?"

How can you not hear the discussions of the monks, such great monsters as the Bull Demon, with supernatural powers?Hearing this kind of discussion, the Bull Devil is not a good temper, how can he stand it?

Turning his head fiercely, the Bull Demon King glanced at the group of monks and let out a loud roar.

"Moo..."

The roar of the cow shook the sky.

The wind is whistling, the wind is surging and the clouds are surging, flying sand and rocks.A huge and boundless force swept out like a storm.

"what……"

"Help……"

This violent wind rolled, and the cultivators who were still talking about it just now were suddenly caught up in the storm.

"Crack!"

The "Vajra Bodyguard Curse" blessed by Jin Chanzi to these people just burst into pieces in an instant. Then, as the storm rolled, these monks all turned into fly ash, and there was no residue left.

The power of the bull devil roar is terrifying!

"Hi... my god!"

At this moment, everyone who saw this scene near the Liangjieguan suffocated and trembled all over.

Bull Demon, really terrifying.

At this time, these audiences also knew that the monk who was smashed by such a terrifying Bull Demon and still couldn't touch him was definitely extremely terrifying, beyond imagination.

"It seems... that monk is called Jin Chanzi? Who is Jin Chanzi?"

These low-level casual repairs, where do you know Jin Chanzi under the family of Tathagata?This kind of high-ranking figure is not something that the low-level monks can touch.

"Jin Chanzi, the big disciple of the Buddha of Tathagata, claims that King Kong is not bad. Well, it's just that he has a thick skin and can't die.

Just as the cultivators at Liangjieguan were puzzled, a cultivator who was covered in blue clouds and couldn't see his face, explained to everyone very intimately.

"It turned out to be under the Tathagata Buddha, no wonder! No wonder!"

Everyone was shocked and suddenly realized.It's no wonder that even the Bull Demon King can't move. It turned out to be the descendant of the Buddha and the sage.

"Actually, Jin Chan escapes from the shell, it just has a thicker skin. I'm going to try to see if it's really untouchable."

The cultivator surrounded by blue clouds laughed, stepped out, and walked towards the place where the Bull Demon and Jin Chanzi "beat the gophers".

"Uh? You..."

Seeing the cloud-shrouded figure walking away on the clouds, the monks at Liangjieguan were stunned.

You go try?How dare you go up there?Whether it is the bull devil or the golden cicada, can you afford it?

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the cloud-shrouded monk, Shi Shiran moved to the place where the Bull Demon King and Jin Chanzi were fighting.

"That... Excuse me."

The cultivator surrounded by blue clouds raised his hand and said hello to the Bull Demon King and Jin Chanzi, "Lao Niu, it's boring for you to fight like this. You can't break the defense. Why don't you let me?"

"Lao Niu? Let you? What are you?"

Niu Devil, a successful person who can afford to marry a wife and a junior, naturally has the temper of a "successful person".

Call me "old cow"?Am I familiar with you?What is your status?Can you call me an old cow?

"roll!"

With a burst of shout, the Bull Demon King let go of the golden cicada, picked up the iron mixing rod, and smashed the stick fiercely at the shadow of the blue cloud that could not see clearly.

"Beware of the donor!"

Jin Chanzi came from Buddhism, and he was compassionate. Seeing Bull Demon attacking, he quickly reminded him loudly.

"You are kind!"

The cloud-shrouded figure let out a chuckle, facing the iron mixing rod that the Bull Demon King smashed, without dodge or avoid, just standing in the cloud so carelessly.

"How dare you be so big?"

A cold light flashed in the bull's eyes of the Bull Demon King, and his whole body was surging. The rod he smashed became even more violent and more mighty.

"Boom!"

A stick smashed out, as if even the void was smashed.

Amidst the violent roar, this huge iron rod shattered the wind and clouds, dispersing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, just like an ink pen drawing an ink line on paper, and the trajectory of this stick suddenly left a trail. Cracks in the dark void.

"Sky Splitting Iron Rod! The name of the Bull Demon King is indeed worthy of the name. It is too strong!"

Seeing the rod of Bull Demon King, the monks near Liangjieguan were all amazed.

As for the Qingyun monk who was being attacked by the Bull Demon King, no one cared or paid any attention.Who cares about this kind of guy who is about to fly ashes?

however……

When the bull demon king smashed the shocking stick, the "dead" monk Qingyun suddenly raised his arm, faced the stick, and gently patted his palm.

"Boom!"

With a palm shot, the sky full of blue clouds rose to the sky, showing a huge palm in the air.

This is a huge palm formed by the condensing of blue clouds. It was originally transformed by misty clouds, but it was like a real palm, with knuckles and palm prints clearly visible.

"Innately grab it!"

The huge cyan palm, facing the bull demon king's stick, caught the bull devil like this.

"boom!"

With a violent roar, the Bull Demon King even carried a stick, and suddenly... just like that, he was caught in a palm.

If "catching turtles in the urn" is like "raising the stars and catching the moon", this giant palm of blue clouds bursts with infinite power, just like this pinching the bull devil in the palm.

"Ah...this...this..."

The majestic and domineering Bull Demon King, unexpectedly... even... can't even stop this man's move?

Where does this person come from?How strong is this person?

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

"Bull Demon King, you can't get rid of the shards of San Po gourd, get out!"

The huge Qingyun grabbed the Bull Demon King with his palm, like throwing a stone, and smashed it far away.

"Boom!"

With the strong wind surging, the Bull Demon King treated it as a stone and was thrown thousands of miles away.

"Now, it's you!"

The cloud-winding figure turned to look at Jin Chanzi, who was shrouded in golden light, "Jin Chanzi, you didn't even run? It really surprised me!"

"Amitabha, it turns out that the donor is the descendant of Hongyun."

Jin Chanzi saw the iconic magical power of "innately grabbing", and she couldn't recognize this person's identity.

After the birth of Hongyun legacy, did the descendants of Hongyun be alarmed?

"Donor, the poor monk is not good at fighting. Moreover, once this body-protecting magical power is deployed, the poor monk will be isolated from the heavens and the earth, becoming a Buddha country. Others can't beat me, and I can't beat others."

Jin Chanzi folded his hands together and shook his head with a smile, "The donor was originally a descendant of Hongyun, and the gourd fragments were originally the benefactor's property. Unfortunately, the poor monk is a supernatural power cut off from the world, and the gourd fragments cannot be handed out, but they can't return it to the donor. "

"It doesn't matter, you can't hand it out, you can get it by yourself!"

With a chuckle, the huge cyan palm facing the golden cicada wrapped in the golden lotus caught the golden cicada wrapped in the golden lotus.

"Oh!"

Qingyun's palm kept pushing hard, as if to crush the golden lotus that wrapped the golden cicada.However, although the golden lotus light curtain made a squeezing sound, it was still very firm.

"Donor, the supernatural power of body protection that the poor monk has cultivated with the shell of golden cicada is not so easy to break, so the donor doesn't need to..."

"Hehe, you are confident!"

With a chuckle, the cloud-shrouded figure raised another arm, and another green palm appeared between the turbulent clouds.

"One hand is not good, then two hands are good!"

The newly-appearing Qingyun palm squeezed into a fist, and slammed it down against the golden lotus light curtain in the other palm.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a violent wind swept out.

"Kaka..."

In Jin Chanzi's horrified gaze, his protective magical power, known as "King Kong is not bad", suddenly... burst into pieces!

"Return to the original owner! Return to the original owner!"

Jin Chanzi's face turned pale, and he quickly threw out the gourd fragments.

"Defeat the Bull Demon King with one move, and smash Jin Chanzi's magical powers with another punch. How strong is this man...!"

A day later, a news shocked the world.

The descendant of the red cloud is here!Defeat the Bull Demon King with one move, and defeat Jin Chanzi with one punch, with supernatural powers!