Evolution From the Willow Tree

The young man riding on the head of the black dragon was indescribably high and radiant. He was wearing a shabby robe, and the black halberd on his shoulder was still dripping blood.

Judging from the majestic sound of blood that has not yet subsided, this guy has only experienced a big battle!

"The ninth-level peak of the Immortal Stage."

Liu Ziyu saw the young man's cultivation practice.

"Pang Zhan!" The Holy Son of Wan Daozong said slowly, "This guy is a fighter, he has no family, and he is all cumin. As long as he encounters an opponent he likes, he will do whatever it takes to kill the opponent. !

Fellow Daoist Liu Ziyu, this guy is full of blood, and his weapons are blood-stained. There is no doubt that he has only fought a battle with others. "

"Who will fight against him?" Pang Zhan in Liu Ziyu's eyes was fierce, his eyes were burning, and he had a kind of sharp edge that was experienced and indomitable.

As depicted by the Holy Son of Wan Daozong, this is a guy who is addicted to war!

The answer is revealed.

A stalwart young man with the divine light of the sun and the moon imprinted in his eyes, a jade tree facing the wind, floating tall and straight in the dojo on the top of the mountain.

"The Son of the Sun and Moon Temple." The Son of Wan Daozong smiled and said, "I think he had a battle with Pang Zhan."

Liu Ziyu looked at it and saw that the cultivation of the Son of the Sun and Moon Temple was exactly the same as that of Pang Zhan, both of which were the pinnacles of the ninth level of the Immortal Stage.

"Damn things!"

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, the Holy Son of the Sun and Moon Temple, with the sun and the moon shining through the mountains and rivers, squinted at Pang Zhan angrily, and rebuked: "This Holy Son has nothing to do with you, but you are provocative for no reason, until the enlightenment tea party is over. , dare to fight with this holy son again!"

On top of the black dragon's head cradling its body, Pang Zhanyi's robes fluttered, and he was full of pride. He laughed and said, "Is that necessary? You have already lost, and the inheritance of the Sun and Moon Temple is nothing more than that."

All eyes!

The Son of the Sun and Moon Temple, lost to Pang Zhan?

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"Nonsense! Has this saint lost to you? You just made a sneak attack and gained some upper hand."

The Son of the Sun and Moon Temple was furious: "This Son of God has yet to perform the great technique of killing. If you really want to win me, you don't have to wait for the end of this Dao Enlightenment Tea Party. Right here, let's decide who wins and who loses."

Pang Zhan shook his head: "I don't want to suppress you, and I never fight against the defeated generals."

"You!" The Son of the Sun and Moon Temple was furious.

"Boy, why did you sit on the seat of the jade group?" Pang Zhan's eyes quickly fell on Liu Ziyu when he said it.

This also made the Holy Son of the Sun and Moon Temple startled. Liu Ziyu, who was sitting on the seat of the jade group, was actually a third-level immortal?

Did he remember it wrong? Isn't the seat of the Nine Dao Jade Group under the Dao Enlightenment Tea Tree only qualified to be occupied by outstanding people who are above the peerless arrogance?

Among the hundreds of young monks on the gray futons, there were many holy fairies like the Holy Maiden at the beginning of the day, and none of them sat on the jade group seats. The only one who sat on the jade group seats with Liu Ziyu was Wan Daozong. The Son alone.

But the Holy Son of Wan Dao Sect, who occupies a seat in the jade group, is already a super-powerful cultivation base of half-step gods!

"How do you think I got here?" Liu Ziyu answered Pang Zhan indifferently.

The latter was high-spirited and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Anyone who can sit on the seat of the jade group is an outstanding person who has run through an era. In order to prove this, come and compare with me, how about it?"

Liu Ziyu: "..."

This is really a fighting maniac.

But this kind of person is straight and straight, and there is no fuss.

"There's no need to learn from each other." Liu Ziyu didn't want to expose his trump cards to the eyes of the public before he took the Dao Enlightenment Tea, and said, "If you want to fight, after the Enlightenment Tea Party ends, you can decide the time and place, and I will accompany you to the end."

"Happy!" Pang Zhan laughed on his back, jumped to the jade group seat next to Liu Ziyu, cracked his mouth and said, "You can occupy a jade group seat, and this uncle can naturally."

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Pang Zhan, who was seated in the jade group seat,

He was immediately judged by the various forms of killing that evolved from the heaven and earth, and what kind of godless power was left in the dojo on the top of the mountain was also the oppression of Huichuan Chenghai outside Pang Zhan's body.

Liu Ziyu paid attention to each other.

Pang Zhan was sitting on the seat of the jade group, and the jet-black halberd that exuded the atmosphere of the ancient times, turned into a chaotic thing and floated above his head, resisting the trial of ten thousand ways for him, the oppression of the emperor!

In terms of quality, this black halberd is an ancient secret treasure. It carries the monstrous fighting spirit and unyielding will of Pang Zhan, so the terrifying energy it emits is also eclipsed by the power of ordinary gods. , shameful taboo!

After a while.

Pang Zhan passed the test of the jade group seat and sat firmly on the jade group seat.

The Son of the Sun and Moon Temple was not far behind and walked to another jade group seat.

"You can't do it!" Pang Zhan sneered, ignoring the mood of the Son of the Sun and Moon Temple: "If you want to gain a firm foothold in this jade group seat, at least you have to have the will to fight that is comparable to this uncle, you are poor. Now, don't humiliate yourself."

"Is this holy son okay? You say it's not enough!" The holy son of the Sun Moon Temple snorted and sat on a certain jade group seat.

The misty mist surged, and the body of the Son of the Sun and Moon Temple, surrounded by a dazzling sun and an illusory moon wheel, fell into a realm of invincibility.

For the first dozen or so breaths, the Son of the Sun and Moon Temple could hold on.

Gradually, the sun was riddled with holes, and the moon wheel was full of cracks.

"Hey, my uncle said you can't do it, but I still don't admit it." Pang Zhan laughed loudly.

The Son of the Sun and Moon Temple, who was on the verge of defeat, swayed when he heard Pang Zhan's abuse, and his whole body flew out.

"Pang Zhan! You mess with my Taoism and ruin my good fortune! This holy son and you will rest until we die!"

The hysterical sound of the Son of the Sun and Moon Temple quickly resounded in the dojo on the top of the mountain.

When he raised his hand, it was a brilliant sun, filled with the majestic destructive energy, and the rules of the Great Dao.

Pang Zhan was fearless and high-spirited, he swung the black halberd, smashed the dry and rotten, and shattered the thousand Taos and penetrated the judgment of the day, and then shouted: "If your Tao's heart is as solid as a rock, who can disturb your Tao's heart?

Don't you think it's ridiculous to pass this responsibility on to Uncle Ben? "

Rough words are not rude.

Most of the people present still recognized Pang Zhan.

The cultivation of the Son of the Sun and Moon Temple is the same as Pang Zhan, the ninth-level peak of the Immortal Stage, but in terms of Taoism and strength, it is a little worse.

This insignificant gap can affect whether the Holy Son of the Sun Moon Temple can sit on the jade group seat.

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