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Chapter 288 Thirteen Holy Martial Arts

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Alice was still standing on the reef, but at this moment, her gaze had changed to the direction of Meiya Ancient City.

Because that person has already taken the air.

The wings condensed by the Buddha wheel made him fly in the air just like a god. In that case, there was no trace of it.

"Master, I can't stop him!" Alice said helplessly after turning on the communicator.

"Although you die nine times, you will never regret it! Without such persistence, how can you become the strongest person? You can't stop him, it's normal!" A faint voice was filled with a hint of loneliness.

"It's good to let him suffer some losses." Mura's voice came again, and she said lightly: "Some things can only be understood after experiencing them. Now it's time to let him know that in this world, you can do whatever you want."

After saying this, Murah hung up the communicator.

Luo Yunyang naturally didn't know the conversation between the master and the apprentice. At this time, he was astonishingly fast, and in just a moment, he had already rushed out dozens of miles.

The five hundred miles of sea area is like a piece of jasper. Luo Yunyang saw the Meiya ancient city and even saw the place where he ambushed the Greedy Wolf back then.

The ancient spear of the God Killing was carried behind him, as if he had sensed something. When Luo Yunyang's eyes fell on the land of Killing the Greedy Wolf, they began to heat up. The fierce murderous intent was incomparable to Luo Yunyang's aura at this time.

At this moment, Luo Yunyang felt that he seemed to be one with the ancient spear of the God-killing God, and the spear broke through the sky, and it became more and more clearly reflected in his mind.

"Mr. Luo Yunyang, Mr. Luo Yunyang, I have been ordered by the Supreme Council of the Great Federation, and please return to the Thirteen Cities of the East immediately." A mechanical voice sounded from the giant ship dozens of miles away.

Listening to this voice, Luo Yunyang's gaze looked coldly.

The person who was repeating this voice felt a powerful murderous intent shrouding in his heart as Luo Yunyang's eyes fell. Under this strong murderous intent, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

The body, which was originally standing proudly like a green pine, sat directly on the ground, with fear flashing in its eyes.

His companions were also sitting on the ground tremblingly, and some even begged for mercy, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

This huge fear disappeared in just one minute, but from the faces of these ordinary warriors, it makes people feel that they have been in purgatory for countless years.

"We can't touch the god-level majesty. Speaker, we should not participate!" The moment the caller struggled to stand up, he quickly called the Speaker's communicator, moaning with a little begging.

Although they were extremely safe at this time, one thing was very clear: just now, if that power was willing, just a little bit of thought could crush them directly!

And the reason why they survived by chance was naturally the kindness of the god-level powerful man.

Meiya Ancient City is right in front of you, but just as Luo Yunyang was about to land, he saw thirteen figures like stone statues standing motionless on the beach outside Meiya Ancient City, with their eyes quietly looking at him.

These gazes are not lively, but each gaze is full of deep smell.

Thirteen top masters!

The moment he saw these thirteen people, Luo Yunyang determined the cultivation level of these thirteen people in his heart.

For him, the thirteen top masters were nothing. In a moment, the Buddha Wheel could solve these thirteen top masters.

"God said, where should you come from and where to go!" The plain, but seemingly hidden voice was spit out from the figure in the middle.

This figure is only five feet tall, but he stands on the earth, like a pillar that holds the sky, suppressing all directions.

In his hand, he was holding a stone stick!

That's right, it's just a stone stick. When Luo Yunyang heard him speak, his eyes also fell on the stone stick.

The moment Luo Yunyang's mental power flew over the stone stick, he felt that there seemed to be a powerful force hidden in the stone stick.

Compared with the ancient spear of the God-killing God, this stone stick seems to be no less than that.

In the hands of the thirteen top masters, each of them was holding a stone stick. It looked weird at first glance, but the solemnity on these people's faces was not pretending.

The thirteen people holding stone sticks even give people a feeling that they are extremely pious about these thirteen stone sticks, just like the ones they hold in their hands are not stone sticks, but their own father.

After thinking about it so dirty, Luo Yunyang couldn't help but smiled badly for his imagination. He already knew the origin of these people, so he didn't say much and said straightforwardly: "Get out!"

This statement is simple, but it seems to contain supreme majesty and a deep disdain hidden.

There was no slight anger on the thirteen people's faces for Luo Yunyang to scold them so directly. They all had stiff expressions, as if they hadn't heard Luo Yunyang say anything.

"God said, those who insult me ​​will die!" The person who spoke was still the ascetic standing in the middle, slowly lifting the stone stick in his hand.

As the stone stick was raised, streams of white light slowly rose from the stone stick. In an instant, the thirteen ancient monks were already wrapped in white light. At this moment, their cultivation level was even more crazily improved!

The white light spread and finally formed a field covering ten miles. The aura emitted by these thirteen ancient cultivators was the aura of a god-level powerhouse.

There are only a few dozen people in the entire Great Federation, but now, these thirteen ascetic monks have reached the level of god with the help of the stone sticks in their hands.

This kind of leap makes people feel extremely strange.

Luo Yunyang looked at the monks wrapped in white light, and a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes. Although these thirteen monks seemed to have just added white light to their bodies, they became stronger.

But in fact, their spirit has been controlled by the spirit among these stone sticks.

"Kill!" A cold shout came out of the mouth of the first ascetic. The long stick in his hand swung towards Luo Yunyang.

At the same time, the other twelve figures waved the giant stick in their hands and smashed them down heavily at Luo Yunyang.

Thirteen blazing white lights, like thirteen long rainbows spanning the void, swept towards Luo Yunyang.

These were three rays of light. Although they seemed scattered, they had already blocked all the retreat routes of Luo Yunyang in the moment they waved it.

Facing the sweeping Changhong, Luo Yunyang's expression remained unchanged at all. He waved his fist and smashed it straight towards the white light that rushed forward.

"boom!"

The moment the fist collided with the white light, the white light had turned into shattered powder under Luo Yunyang's fist.

But at this moment, the other twelve white lights rushed towards Luo Yunyang like Mount Tai.
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