Fantasy World Transmigration

Xuandu, Guangcheng, Duobao, Wudang... It can be said that they are the four elder brothers who belong to the Sanqing sect and are the head of the second generation of Xuan sect!

These four Taoist masters are all great supernatural powers, and their cultivation bases are not inferior to the old-fashioned great supernatural powers, such as Gong Gong, Xuanming, Kunpeng, etc., because they have the support of Xuanmen, I don’t know how much I lost my Taoism Da Luo was taught by them on behalf of his teachers, and when he lost himself, he entrusted his body, so the spirit treasure in his hand was even better.

Although he has not become a great Luo, he does not know the horror of these four elder brothers who replaced Sanqing in charge of the Taoist sect, and most of the Xuanmen's background is in their hands... But who knows the name of Duobao, who doesn't know?

How many Jiejiao immortals from all over the world, how many gods in heaven and earth, all want to worship this Jiejiao elder brother.

Duobao Tianzun, who has presided over the Zhuxian formation instead of the leader of Tongtian, and who dares to fight with the master!

The Bull Demon King's heart sank: "It's no wonder that Fan Wujie said earlier that his identity is one of the biggest secrets in this game. Senior Brother Jiejiao, of course he is qualified to say that. No wonder the Holy Mother of Lishan wanted to save him. He! No wonder he was designed by someone to come from the future! No wonder he is related to such a major event that shocked the Three Realms like the robbery of the underworld!"

"This senior brother's identity, no matter what kind of catastrophe he is involved in, it is not surprising!"

The Jiao Demon King even had a flash of understanding: "Above the grand meeting of Chengtian... the sword spirit of Zhuxian. That's right! Is there anyone in the world who is more likely to know the four swords of Zhuxian than this one? Wouldn't attack someone like Zhang Jiao... No wonder, the Dinghai Shenzhu was born, and Zhu Xian's sword energy shocked the world. I thought it was the intervention of the Xuanmen Jiejiao, and now Duobao's reincarnation is revealed, isn't that the case?"

"An idiot like Zhang Liang was able to die in the hands of Duobao Tianzun. I don't know if it's the fate he cultivated in several lifetimes!" The Flood Demon King changed his face and said sarcastically.

The Bull Demon King also calmed down. They are the seven great sages of the demon clan, not from the Taoist sect, so they don't need to pay homage to the elder brother.

Even if you are going to die today, you must first see the methods of the Taoist brother!

The Bull Demon King squeezed the mountain whip in his hand. As the hand of the Seven Great Sages, he stood facing Duobao. They also looked for their positions and stood ready.

The six great sages of the monster race faintly spread out, surrounded by many treasures. The innate spiritual treasures in their hands continued to show amazing power, as if they had all woken up from a deep sleep. Only then did the six great sages know what they had used before. The power of spirit treasures is like a toy to the real power of innate spirit treasures. Now, the powers spontaneously revealed by these spirit treasures have the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Fuhaicha breathed out the spiritual light, and the rhythm was like breathing in and out. During the breath, a huge tide came from the east. The tide did not know where it started. The mountains and the waves are like a vast ocean, surging and falling like tides.

Jiao Demon King raised the sea-covering fork and waved it casually, just like the sea capsized, setting off a curtain of water, boundless, standing in the east like a curtain wall with no top.

A huge flood peak rose, forming a huge sea-eye vortex in the water curtain behind the Flood Demon King.

In the eyes of the sea, the countless shattered breaths are like the eyes of the sea of ​​blood that Fan Wujie saw in the ruins in the past... It's just that the power and power are more terrifying than the eyes of the sea of ​​blood that buried King Pozhi in the past, just like the era of the heavens , the scene of the doomsday water calamity shattered.

The driving whip in the hands of the Bull Demon King is a black and inconspicuous mixed iron hard whip. It is like a heavy iron rod in the hands of the Bull Demon King. How can it be easy to hit people, this treasure is only heavy in the hands of the Bull Demon King, with great strength and heavy momentum.

No other tricks...

But this kind of spirit treasure is the most suitable spirit treasure for an old cow. It is like a hundred thousand mountains holding hands tightly, with unmoving power. Pile up the purest power to the extent that the vacuum is crushed, surpassing this emperor,

The limit of this universe.

The wings of the Peng Demon King fluttered, countless thunderstorms raged, and the clouds in the sky were overwhelming. Countless thunders flickered in it, like countless dragons dancing wildly, and the strong wind blew up. In the sky, countless tornadoes engulfed in violent thunder and raged, the momentum was huge, like a catastrophe!

It is the power of the wind and thunder talisman...

In the hands of the Lion Camel King, the iron mountain turned into a dark and divine peak, standing in the west, like an iron curtain, and together with the water curtain in the east, sandwiching Duobao in the middle, there are countless winds and thunders raging in the sky, and Duobao is surrounded by it , like a humble ant.

The macaque king drummed up the demon banner, and the billowing demon cloud covered the six great saints, and the demon cloud covered the moon and turned into a billowing dark cloud in the sky.

The sky spar in the hands of King Yu Tamarin is almost transparent and very mysterious. King Yu Tamarin holds the spar in his hand to drive away the magic power. Level, close to Duobao, trying to sink his consciousness back into the depths, in exchange for Fan Wujie.

In the line of heaven and earth pinched by the iron curtain in the west and the water curtain in the east, Duobao's figure is small and lonely. An extremely strong sense of shock.

He is extremely small in this line of heaven and earth, but with such a small body, he has become the undisputed center of the world.

Duobao raised his head, and looked up at the bull demon king in the city, which was as high as a hill with a thin human body, like a dragon hundreds of feet long, with towering scales and horns, hovering low in the sky, with the body of a big roc in the water. The Peng Demon King, who hits three thousand miles, Tuoshan Tuoling, his mane fluttering and roaring lowly, is like a lion and camel king rolling and muffled thunder.

There is also the tamarin king whose figure is blurred, and the macaque king who hides in the black clouds.

Duobao looked around and smiled.

As if under the lazy winter sun, that kind of extremely relaxed and warm smile...

Whether it is the Six Great Saints of the Monster Race who are going all out, or those innate spiritual treasures that are gradually recovering under the influence of his power, he is... arrogant, how could the trace of spiritual light taken away by the Demon Ancestor not be contaminated with demon nature? The four leaders, senior brother Jiejiao, how much he has experienced, how many regrets, how much past, how powerful, how much darkness and lurking demon nature he has in his heart.

Now inspired by Styx's hand, Duobao... is worthy of being the candidate for Styx's original favorite of the Heavenly Demon Daoist.

"you……"

Duobao's smile gradually became bloody, and his expression also showed a hint of disappointment, as if he sneered arrogantly and said with disdain, "Is that all you can do?"

"This ability is far from enough to save your lives from my hands...!"

Duobao grinned, suddenly his body swelled, and countless auras appeared in the sky and earth, among which thirteen immortal auras emerged from the void, fell into Duobao's body, and merged into Fan Wujie's physical body, His fists, feet, limbs, head and body, every inch of muscle, hair, and skin of his body are all fused with innate immortal aura.

"Do you know why I am called Duobao, but no one has ever seen me use Lingbao?"

"Because they are not spirit treasures, but my younger brothers and sisters, teachers' best friends, they are not spirit treasures, but my best friends! My lost friends! So I swear, my body is their body, my flesh It is their flesh, if they die, My Duobao will be their burial place!"

"If they live...my treasure is their body!"

Duobao inserted his hand into the void, Zhou Tian Xingdou's incomplete formation, the formation space was torn apart by him, a huge crack appeared in the void, and two hands of indestructible aura merged into it, inserted into the formation space In the midst of it, the nine-faced star flag was being pulled and hunted, as if it was being torn apart, and there was a piercing and ear-piercing sound of tearing silk!

Duobao thrust out the formation with one hand, and his giant hand that covered the sky and the sun penetrated into the monstrous water curtain, grabbing the Jiao Demon King.

Like holding a loach, the Jiao Demon King was grasped by that big hand, twisting his body desperately, and he grabbed the three-pronged fork with his front paws, and pointed forward with all his strength, the monstrous water curtain fell down, and the four seas The hot water poured over and hit Duobao, but in front of the extremely powerful body of the floating innate immortal aura, it was like a big wave hitting him, giving him a bath.

The body filled with indestructible aura remained motionless under the impact of the four seas. He grabbed the Jiao Demon King and looked down, as if he was looking at a small loach he had caught. get moving. His tough poisonous dragon body was in severe pain, as if it was about to be broken inch by inch.

He went crazy and stabbed Fu Haicha towards Duobao's eyes.

Duobao grabbed the fork with the other hand, and the Bull Demon King roared and whipped Duobao on the right shoulder. Duobao was only small, as if he was being hit by ashes, and the innate immortal aura on his body trembled All trembling.

Fuhaicha groaned in Duobao's hands, its aura was trembling and crumbling, like a candle in the wind.

The spiritual light in Duobao's hand spread, and under the resistance of Fu Haicha's spiritual light, he poured a trace of innate immortal spiritual light into it... The demon banner in the monkey king's hand suddenly trembled, broke free from the monkey king's claws, and turned into A flash of spiritual light fled away, and Duobao didn't even look at it, but continued to exert force in his hands, and Fu Haicha's spiritual light seemed to be severely injured.

On the almost indestructible body of Xiantian Lingbao, a palm print was imprinted.

That is Duobao's palm print, and the innate aura in the palm print is unavoidable. At this time, Fuhaicha shines brightly, and the water of the four seas suddenly surges up, forming a huge circle behind Duobao, just like returning to the ruins!

Duobao grabbed the Fuhai Cha with his right hand, pinched the Jiao Demon King's neck, and let the huge Jiaolong's body wrap around his left hand, wrapping around his hand like a sweet potato. He pressed the Jiao Demon King's head on the barren mountain On the top of the mountain, the sea-covering fork in his right hand directly penetrated the huge dragon head of the Jiao Demon King, nailing it into the rocks.

At this time, the bull demon king had already whipped and whipped Duobao's right shoulder dozens of times!

At this time, the power of unmoving finally accumulated to a terrifying level, as if the entire Kunlun Mountains were on Duobao's shoulders.

Carrying the power of Kunlun on his shoulders, Duobao finally showed a trace of expression that felt the strength. He effortlessly carried the power of the Bull Demon King to drive mountains and mix iron whips, and he slashed casually. Comparable to the unshakable power of the Bull Demon King who has accumulated thousands of blows, that casual slash is like the shock of falling into the prehistoric land accidentally.

The Bull Demon King felt that the whole space was trembling and moaning. It was like an ant standing in front of the mountain. Its tyrannical force easily smashed the mixed iron mountain whip in his hand, which can drive away the mountains. , He couldn't move that hand even an inch, a completely irresistible force came from his hand, and the mountain whip shook, causing severe pain in his hands, he couldn't hold it, and was directly knocked out.

The mountain whip's aura flourished, and suddenly he flew back by himself, with the awe-inspiring momentum of splitting the endless mountains, and the unshakable will of the Bull Demon King, to meet Duobao's chop.

The Bull Demon King roared, and his hands were already dripping with blood, which was shocked by the force of Duobao's chop.

But blocked!

He blocked the blow...

This proves that the combination of driving the mountain whip and the Bull Demon King just now is comparable to Duobao's chopping power. At this time, Duobao was a little surprised and surprised. He gave Lao Niu a look of approval. This time he withdrew his fist, not as casually as before, and punched out with unparalleled power. This time the Bull Demon King's unwavering strength, combined with his full strength to resist Duobao last time, and this time he fought even harder, burning all his strength, to meet him.

The unmovable power is praised by the Taiyi Emperor, who believes that it is the power of Lao Niu's will in his life.

Every time the power will not dissipate, but will continue to be applied more firmly, which means that the power of each punch of Lao Niu is the sum of the power of the previous punches, and the power of each punch will be carried through to the end. The old cow and the mountain whip work together, and Duobao strikes next time. With the power of Duobao's shot, now it is the strength of the last time. In addition, this time, after the old cow and the mountain whip get along better, after With the blessing of the most vivid fighting spirit, a more hearty blow.

And the next punch is the sum of the power of the previous two punches, plus the power of the next shot.

This kind of blessing will not change, even if the strength is far greater than the existence of the old cow, as long as there is no first blow or the first few blows to kill the old cow, under the continuous and unwavering blessing of the fist, In the end, with one blow, his strength will be inferior to that of the old cow, and then he will be obliterated by the unmoving fist, which is heavier than the force of one punch.

But this time, Lao Niu's fists burst directly, and the wounds on the fists were deep enough to show the bones.

Duobao's fist faced the Bull Demon King's fist, and the fist filled with indestructible aura remained unshakable, while the old bull's fists made a clearly visible fracture sound, and drops of blood flowed down the fist cracks.

The Demon King Roc roared, flapped his wings and reached for his claws, and the two towering giant claws grabbed at Duobao's back. .

The macaque king anxiously screamed beside him, scratching his ears and cheeks.

The lion camel king also roared, swung up the iron mountain, and smashed it at Duobao. The iron mountain smashed on Duobao's head, but even a white seal was missing.

Duobao didn't even look at them the same way. It can be said that there was no one else in his eyes except the Bull Demon King. He waved his fist and greeted him. This punch was much stronger than the previous punch with its unshakable force.

But when the two fists faced each other, the old cow still trembled violently, as if every inch of his bones were trembling. Most of his fists had no flesh and blood, but Bai Sensen's bones were still hard, as hard as the old cow's bones.

The Peng Demon King broke free from the whirlpool of the sea eye, his feathers were messy, bloodstains could be seen, and the wound was unclear.

But seeing Duobao stepping on the head of Jiao Demon King's corpse, he punched the Bull Demon King into the huge rock of the barren mountain. Every inch of the Bull Demon King's monster body was cracking. Healed under his will, the Bull Demon King is like a piece of mixed iron that has been smashed by a huge force. With amazing will, he healed the broken pieces of iron together.

The Bull Demon King swung his fist at Duobao again, and the Peng Demon King roared angrily, "Brother... run away!"

But the old cow turned a deaf ear to it. Duobao looked at the old cow who took the initiative to punch him, and finally showed a slight smile. He punched down, and his innate aura surged, and finally began to really use his power. The bull devil's fists just touched , the whole arm swelled up with a bang, and every muscle like divine iron exploded directly, leaving only a trace of flesh connecting the whole arm.

But the bull devil's right hand is dead! Then go up with the left hand...

He spurted blood all over his body and sprinkled it on the barren mountain. Peng Demon King and Lion Camel King tried their best, but they still couldn't leave a single trace on Duobao's body. He whimpered and said, "Brother... run away! In front of Duobao Tianzun, running away... is not shameful!"

The dirty blood flowing from the Bull Demon King's seven orifices has already blurred his senses, but the next time he punches, it will still be stronger than before....

The stronger the punch, the stronger the shock. Without a corresponding strong body, if the punch is caught by the opponent, it is no different from hitting yourself. The old cow's unwavering power really surprised Tai Yi. It's not that you can bless the power of the previous time every time, but the firm will of the old cow when driving far beyond his own power.

The will is immortal, the body is indestructible, the more he is about to collapse, the more tyrannical he will be.

As long as the Bull Demon King's will is still burning, his next punch can ignore everything and overwhelm the previous strength!

"Why are you crying!" Bull Demon King said in a low voice, "I can still hit such punches!"

One punch, another punch, the Bull Demon King was right. Later, his body was almost shattered like porcelain, but he was still punching after punch, unwavering, seemingly pure benzene, without any change, calling Zuo others have already made a lot of clever tricks, or recognized the gap between themselves and Duobao, looked for opportunities to escape, or tried every means to eliminate Duobao's killing intent!

But Lao Niu will not deal with it in other ways, he will only go in one direction, and then... go on!

The living beings in the hundreds of millions of miles around have already felt the huge movement like the collision of the sun and the moon in the sky. Even in Lishan Mountain, which is hundreds of millions of miles away, the monks of the monster clan are all looking in that direction. , there is a kind of pure power that makes the whole prehistoric world feel trembling, like the shock that spread throughout the prehistoric world when Buzhou Mountain collapsed.

The purest, most straightforward violence.

The Holy Mother of Mount Li was sitting cross-legged in the Hall of Sanqing, staring at the void and in the direction of Duobao. Her face was no longer a mocking sneer, but a trace of solemnity and seriousness.

She looked at the Bull Demon King's body that was riddled with holes, its essence had been completely shattered, and the burning flame of will that seemed to never go out.

Finally moved!

In the end, even the immortal aura filled in Duobao's fist began to tremble, and Duobao's power finally had a slight reaction. This is far from the end, but it can be said that the Bull Demon King's fist has already entered the Da Luo realm!

His punches are already qualified to shake the indestructible aura.

At this time, even the Peng Demon King and the Lion Camel King can see that Lao Niu has reached his limit...or in other words, from the first round of punches, in order to receive Da Luo's blow, Lao Niu has already surpassed his limit, The limit in the conventional sense has already been broken by Lao Niu many times. It is the limit in the unconventional sense. Every time the Lion Camel King and the others feel that it is impossible for Lao Niu to fight again, it can always fight again, playing better than before. Stronger fists.

But this time, maybe it really is the limit!

Because there was a look of regret on Duobao's face...

The eyes of the Bull Demon King have been completely burned out, and there is nothing left in his eyes except fighting spirit! Because a long time ago, his punches did not allow him to think about anything other than the next punch. He must mobilize every ounce of strength for the next punch, so he is like a machine, repeating punches and punches without any change.

Theoretically, many people can laugh at Lao Niu's fighting style that has no chance of winning, but every one who laughs at this rigid and unchanging change will be crushed by Lao Niu's fists.

The mountain whip had already soaked through the blood of the Bull Demon King, and its dark whip was stained dark red.

It mobilized every trace of its own aura, and the Lingbao, which could not be fully used by Da Luo, finally recognized him after Lao Niu surpassed his limit countless times.

For the next blow, the Mountain Whip's aura was shining brightly, as if it was burning. The dark iron whip was stained with traces of old age. If a dilapidated, black iron whip was swung, it would already be able to break the heaviest veins under the prehistoric land.

The old cow's eyes are indifferent, but they are unusually cohesive. It seems that the power of his eyes is also brought together by an unwavering force. That kind of firmness makes his eyes imprinted in the void without any supernatural power. After Yuanhui, I can still feel that the last time, the Bull Demon King threw his fist at the sky, tearing the sky apart!

In the underworld, Wukong is sitting on Wojiao Rock, his eyes are far away!

Within the sea of ​​blood, Styx lowered his gaze a few minutes, full of interest!

Above the chaos, came a faint sigh!

At this moment, the aura in Duobao's fist finally trembled, and a scar appeared on his fist. Duobao slowly wiped away the trace of blood, and looked up at the old cow who was still standing in front of him. Although his face was still indifferent, he was not there. Contemptuously, at that moment, the Lion Camel King smashed down the iron mountain with the strongest force in his life, and the Peng Demon King tried his best to reach out his claws and swipe towards Duobao's eyes.

Now one of them was pressed by the iron mountain, vomiting blood, a clear fingerprint appeared on the iron mountain, one's claws were twisted, and the wings were broken! King Yu Tamarin was shaken out of the illusion... the whole monster almost turned into a phantom, and the Mitian spar fell to the ground, already dimmed.

The Bull Demon King was still standing, with no breath left on his body.

He murmured in an inaudible voice: "Great Emperor... Lao Niu can no longer carry you on his back!"

"But Lao Niu... didn't disappoint you!"

Above the chaos, someone rang the bell lightly, as if to see it off...

The Bull Demon King has no breath...

Duobao sighed with his hands behind his back: "Pingtian Great Sage Bull Demon King...I remember it!"

"Your will, I see it!"

After all, regardless of the dying three great sages, the dead dragon demon king, and the bewildered macaque king, finally stared deeply at the standing body of the bull demon king, as if he wanted to remember his appearance in his heart , Duobao turned and left, walking away with the rolling tide, the mountain whip exhausted the aura, dimmed, like a piece of ordinary iron falling into the dust.

The Demon King Roc struggled to his feet, whining to the sky!

A high-pitched Pengming that pierced the sky rolled away, echoing everywhere!

In this battle, two of the six great sages of the monster clan died, three were seriously injured, one was frustrated and courageous, all five spiritual treasures were silenced, and one fled away, only the great sage Qitian disappeared or disappeared In the underworld, the Seven Great Saints of the Monster Clan may become history, and they will no longer be the leaders of the Monster Clan!

The shooter... Duobao Tianzun - Brahma Wujie!

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