With the whistling purple gold bowl, Wu Long suddenly shouted loudly, and the spear in his hand shook, and the power in his body immediately poured into the spear. He held the spear with one hand and stabbed it hard on the purple gold bowl.
The purple gold bowl collided with Wu Long's spear, and did not make any earth-shaking sounds.
The huge and magnificent purple gold bowl was still rotating and slowly advancing forward, while the spear in Wulong's hand was bent into a semicircular arc, and his whole body was hunched like a bent bow.
Seeing this scene, Ge Yu's heart trembled because he knew how powerful Wu Long's move was.
The crooked spear is like a full moon, and the power of collapse can destroy mountains and seas. It is Wulong's unique trick, and Ge Yu suffered a lot.
Just as he was about to make a reminder, Wu Long had already exerted force. The spear made a "buzzing" sound, and it bounced away the purple gold bowl of Monk Hua.
The purple gold bowl rotated quickly and suddenly crashed towards Monk Hua. At the same time, Wu Long, with the force on the spear, had not yet subsided, and his body stomped towards Monk Hua's body with the spear.
Just as Wu Long's spear flew out, Wu Jiuyin quietly appeared behind Wu Long. The sword soul in his hand raised, pinched a magic trick, gently slapped the sword soul, then raised the sword with both hands, and slashed a sword heavily at Wu Long's back.
The finishing touch!
A purple beam of light gushed out from the sword soul, and accompanied by a desolate dragon roar, pierced towards Wu Long's back heart at an extremely fast speed.
And Wu Long also felt the pressure behind him.
In fact, since he heard what Tila said to Wu Jiuyin, Wu Long had no intention of leaving here alive.
The reason why Wu Long was not prepared behind him was that he planned to exchange his life and used his own life to exchange for the life of Monk Hua.
If I could kill a master among the Nine Yang Flower Li Bai before I died, then my life would not be ruined here in vain.
Since he is surviving in the world of practitioners, no one has been prepared to lose his life without hanging his head on his belt.
But when Wu Long used all his spiritual power to fly out, the purple gold bowl was about to hit Monk Hua, and the spear in his hand was about to stab him in his heart, a scene that shocked Wu Long happened.
The purple gold bowl flying towards Monk Hua was getting smaller and smaller. Although the rotation speed was not reduced by half, when it was about to hit him, Monk Hua stretched out his hand and steadily dragged the purple gold bowl under his palm. The purple gold bowl was still making a buzzing sound, rotating in his palm.
The spear that followed Wulong was also grabbed by Monk Hua with another hand, making the spear bend again.
In an instant, the finishing touch that Wu Jiuyin played turned into a dazzling purple light column, which had hit Wu Long's back.
"It's over, my life is over!" Wu Long felt cold in his heart, and these words soon appeared in his mind.
But what surprised everyone was that at this moment, a ball of black mist came and hit the purple light column that Wu Jiuyin shot out at an extremely fast speed. The purple light column changed its direction and landed on a big tree not far away, and the big tree collapsed directly.
The sudden black fog scared everyone. Everyone stopped their movements and looked in the direction the black fog was coming.
Wu Long, who had lost his life for nothing, was still scared and quickly took a few steps back, put away the spear, and looked behind him.
It didn't matter when he saw this, Wu Long's face immediately showed an uncontrollable joy, which felt like he had a life after the disaster.
Because the person who shot out the black fog was a super expert, it was the number one devil of the Black Water Holy Ling.
This man was wearing a black robe, with various poisonous insects painted with golden lines on the black robe. He was carrying a dragon, snake and halberd in his hand and walked slowly towards Wu Jiuyin.
Behind Nazhlupeng, there were nearly twenty purple-robed masters, and more than a dozen black witch monks wearing purple monk robes. In addition, there was a group of black people behind them, and no one knew how they suddenly appeared here.
Seeing this situation, Ge Yu and others looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a slump in their hearts.
Just now, Wu Long and Mu Dahan's minions were solved. Seeing that the number two and third figures of Black Water Holy Ling were about to die here, the most powerful big devil in Black Water Holy Ling actually appeared here. How could it not make everyone feel twitch?
The big demon was carrying a great majesty and walked slowly towards this side. Wulong and Mu Dahan seemed to see a life-saving straw, quickly flashed to Zhalupeng's side, kneeled on the ground with one leg, and called the Great Lord.
Mudahan was so big that he waved his hand and let the two stand up.
Mu Dahan and Wu Long had an uncontrollable joy on their faces. They thought they would die here this time. Since the number one devil of Hei Shui Shengling appeared here, they probably wouldn't die. However, in this way, it would be difficult for these people in front of them to survive.
Zhalupeng brought almost all the good players around him and sent them all out, while Mu Dahan and Wu Long's masters were almost dead.
More than ten years ago, Jiuyang Flower Li Bai and Hei Shui Shengling fucked hard, causing Hei Shui Shengling's vitality to be severely damaged.
After ten years of experience, Hei Shui Shengling has recovered and recovered, and has become much stronger than before.
Nazhalupeng was an old man who couldn't tell his age. His whole face was hidden in his black robe. He was holding a dragon and snake halberd in his hand, as if he was the god of death who was harvesting his life, and suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
About ten steps away from Wu Jiuyin, Zhalupeng stopped, lowered his head slightly, and said very politely: "Wu Jiuyin, we have met again. I haven't seen each other for ten years. You are still the same bad temper, and you haven't changed any more."
Seeing the other party's situation, the masters invited by Wanluo Sect were frightened. Even with Jiuyang Flower Li Bai present, he still felt panic in his heart.
Although Li Bai of Nine Yang Flower is powerful, the Black Water Saint Ling's Zhalupeng is also the number one devil who has stood in Southeast Asia for a hundred years. Moreover, there are so many masters around him, and hundreds of Black Water Saint Ling's people surrounded them.
Chapter completed!