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"Oh? Which guy dares to call Ban Wang Yuan Yuan directly?"

Many people were surprised.

After all, the original king's reputation was achieved with his invincible iron fists. Among the old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years, few dare to say that they can definitely defeat him.

At this time, most eyes also turned their attention away from Li Ming who was overcoming the tribulation, and fell on the person who made the voice.

The person who came was wearing a strange mask and holding a White Bone Pagoda. He was clearly one of the Taoist Masters of Burial Sky Pavilion, White Bone.

Even though the White Bone Taoist was beaten violently by the Primordial King before, he is actually also a veteran master of the Guiyi Realm.

With his angry shout, the nearby mountains shook and even began to collapse. An uneasy air filled the world, seeming to foretell that a tragic battle was about to come.

The coercion of the mighty ones in the Guiyi Realm was also clearly revealed, and many of the Martial Gods in the Heaven and Earth Realm were suffocated and did not dare to speak out.

However, this power cannot scare those strong men who are also in the Guiyi Realm.

"The Burial Sky Pavilion has indeed taken action, but does this Bones dare to fight against the Original Heavenly King?"

A Guiyi from the Eastern Region was a little confused when he saw this scene.

After all, Taoist White Bone Taoist was beaten away by the Primordial King in full public view before. If Taoist Reincarnation had not saved him, he might have been beaten to death on the spot.

"Hmph, who doesn't know the tricks of the Zhantian Pavilion? It's just to let him come out to call the battle first. When the fight starts, there will definitely be others."

Another Guiyi master mocked.

Just a short moment before the White Bone Taoist Master appeared, a loud shout shot straight into the sky, breaking the power.

"Finally, you're out, old man Skeleton, how dare you come to trouble me?"

The original king's tone was unkind and full of disdain.

Hearing the words of the Primordial King, White Bone Taoist Master was extremely angry and felt a surge of hatred.

However, he naturally did not dare to deal with the Original King alone.

That would be pure courting of death.

"Young primitive boy, don't be complacent. The person you're fighting with is naturally not me."

The Bone Taoist Master said grimly.

Seeing this, the original king sneered:

"Then what are you waiting for? The one behind you, just come out."

"Namo Amitabha."

Before anyone showed up, the Buddha's name came first.

moment.

A figure slowly descended.

Wearing a golden cassock, holding a rosary, and a strange cinnabar mole above his eyes, he gives people a solemn and sacred feeling and at the same time an evil and strange feeling.

"Buddhism...wait, it's the demon monk."

When they saw the person coming, many people thought he was a master of Buddhism, but someone quickly recognized him.

In the Burying Heaven Pavilion, there were not many people practicing Buddhist techniques, and there was only one person who had practiced to such an extent.

The Demon Monk was buried three times.

"If anyone from Buddhism comes, I'm afraid they will see a good show."

Someone chuckled.

Back then, the demon monk San Buri had learned the Emperor's Sutra and had killed several Buddhist cultivators in the Guiyi Realm. This hatred could be described as sworn.

But San Zang himself was extremely powerful, and he was hiding in Zang Mountain, so even the huge Buddhist sect couldn't do anything to him.

This time, Li Ming chose the Eastern Region as the place to overcome the tribulation, and most of the Buddhist forces were located in the Western Region, so no Buddhists from the Western Region came.

"Amitabha, original Taoist friend, come and fight!"

Demon Monk Sanzong moved his rosary with his fingers and walked forward step by step. Unknowingly, two rounds of blood sun appeared in his eyes, and a terrifying pressure suddenly erupted.

Its movements seemed extremely slow, but at the same time, there seemed to be tens of thousands of phantoms around it. It was almost reaching its limit. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of the original king. He blasted out with a palm, carrying a huge power in his palm. A magic way to kill the emperor.

"Well done!"

Seeing this, the Primordial King couldn't help but have some fighting intent in his eyes.

Facing San Zang's palm, he did not dodge.

He raised his hand and punched, directly facing this terrifying imperial technique.

next moment.

Boom——

The sky and the earth roared, and the aftermath spread, shattering the thousands-foot-long mountains. Both of them were top masters in the Guiyi Realm. There was no temptation or sloppiness. Every move was a killing move, and both exploded with monstrous divine power.

Seeing this, the other Martial Gods frowned and backed away.

If one were accidentally inserted into a battle of this level, the aftermath alone would be fatal.

boom! boom! boom!

Under the collision between the two people, there were waves of wailing in the void, and the space in the Xuanhuang Realm could not bear its power. Unknowingly, the figures of the two people hit the starry sky nine days away.

"Sure enough, he is indeed the original king!"

An old man with a vast aura who was observing the whole process spoke.

"It's really great, I can't compare!"

Beside the old man, a burly man sighed.

"With this person in charge of the Eastern Region, our Dragon Clan can only look at Lu and sigh."

The old man sighed.

They have a pair of dragon horns on their heads, which shows that they come from the dragon clan.

They are the strong men of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, and they have to admit at this moment that they are all frightened by the top strong man of the human race.

the other side.

Qi Xiu looked at the primitive king who was fighting far away in the sky and muttered:

"This guy is really happy this time. It's hard to encounter such a sandbag normally."

Although the two seemed to be equally matched, Qi Xiu knew that with Wang Yuan's character, he probably wanted to enjoy the battle. Although the magic skills of the Demon Monk San Burial were cruel and deadly, they were not as powerful as the original real skills. threaten.

Although the demon monk Sanzang is proficient in Buddhist imperial arts and has amazing defensive power, he is obviously struggling to face such unreasonable attacks. At this moment, all the blood on the field comes from him.

"So, does it seem that I don't have to take action?"

Qi Xiu didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed for a moment.

At this time, the outer space.

Sanzang became more and more frightened as he fought. He had read three thousand Buddhist scriptures, seen all the magic skills, and realized his own way from them. It should be difficult to find an opponent.

I never thought that this time out of retreat, the first battle would be so difficult.

Fighting with the original king, not only did he not get any benefits, but he was suppressed steadily.

Whether it was the skills, the great way, the flesh, or the soul of the opponent, they were all impeccable.

No matter how he used his magical powers, he could not cause an effective attack on him.

But he was different. He could feel a sense of being wiped out after taking a punch.

"Not good."

At this time, Sanzang could only change his tactics and focus on fighting and delaying.

Put your hopes on the White Bone Taoist Master and others.

After all, their original goal was not to kill the Original Heavenly King, but Li Ming.

On the other side, Li Ming, who was in the heavenly tribulation, looked at the pool of liquid that appeared in front of him, and his eyes showed joy.

"God helps me."