Retreat and retreat!
"ah!"
Lantian Gong looked squeal and roared, and a crazy course of Tao Guo carried out a huge shield from the bag and lay in front of him.
Faced with this punch, he didn’t have the courage and spare capacity to fight back, but he could defend passively.
The shield bloomed and debuted, and the apocalypse hit the scorch mark, flashing or scratching Lei Guang.
Boom
Wu Daozun’s fist hit the shield hard.
He didn’t want to stop and bypass this psychic magic weapon to launch an offensive again.
Kaka, Kaka!
A crack appeared in this shield and spread to every corner in an instant.
The fist penetrated the shield and hit Lantian Gong’s chest.
Poof!
Lantian Gong’s chest was instantly punched with a huge hole, and blood was pouring out.
Destructive forces directly poured into the sea of his knowledge and smashed his Yuan God.
He was shocked to death on the spot before Yuan Shen could react!
Lantian Gong looked blank before he died. There was no fear in his eyes and he was amazed.
He didn’t expect that his defensive shield of robbing Lingbao was smashed by Wu Daozun with one punch!
Five immortals, one more person!
"Even robbing Lingbao can’t hold back!"
"It’s horrible, the flesh is so powerful!"
Lin Lei couldn’t help whispering.
Mo Yu Huang Wu is right. Song Xuan can stop him from dying with one punch. There are some things that Lantian Gong can’t even stop with one punch!
Lin Lei inherited most of his father’s inheritance, but also had his own chances and adventures, and his mother taught him many secret methods to think that he was fighting alone with the same enemy.
But now, in the face of the strength displayed by Wu Daozun, Lin Lei’s heart gives birth to a little regret and dare not fight.
Lin Lei hasn’t realized that what he sees now is just the tip of the iceberg of Wudao Zun!
Chapter two thousand four hundred and thirty-five Butterfly month looms
In the central courtyard of the hall, Su Mo just helped Tao Yao to feel a change behind him.
"Huh?"
Su Mo’s corner swept away and he flew into a rage!
At this time, the flat peach tree in the chaotic courtyard actually stretched out several branches and wound in the direction of him and Taoyao.
This flat peach tree still wants to absorb the blood of Taoyao!
Su Mo pinched the sword tactic with a backhand chop.
God damn firm but gentle generate!
Poof!
Dozens of peach tree branches were cut off.
These peach tree branches shed crimson blood!
This flat peach tree gave a penetrating cry like a ghost crying.
This flat peach tree has been nourished by the blood of Taoyao, and it has gradually nurtured its spiritual wisdom.
"Demon tree, how dare you go crazy!"
Su Mo looked cold and uprooted this flat peach tree before preparing.
Originally in his arms, Tao Yao gently tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Give me the bus."
"You?"
Sue ink frowning slightly at peach Yao weak state some worry.
Tao Yao barely stood up and stretched out his hands without answering.
See his fingers suddenly turned into peach tree branches and spread towards the flat peach tree, instantly piercing each other!
Tao Yao closed his eyes and whispered, "It’s time for you to return so much blood from me over the years."
He is robbing the life essence of this flat peach tree!
Woo hoo!