Chapter 1758

"Little thief, this is the sacred tree of our Vatican family. Even an inch of branches and leaves must not fall into the hands of heretics!"

Monk Pusheng Chaoyang Xu reached out:

"I'll give you a chance to return the sacred tree to the poor monk. The Kirin pill belongs to you. I won't rob you."

His fierce eyes stared at the seven treasures wonderful tree.

Deep in the eye, there is an irrecoverable color of greed.

The four square practitioners listened, and their eyes were all one side.

They stared at the qibaomiao tree in Yangxu's hands in amazement:

"Is this treasure tree really so precious? The monk gave up even the elixir for it?"

"Don't exaggerate! What else can compare with the elegant elixir?"

this moment.

There are not many practitioners left.

Yangxu successively killed the three brothers of Shibai Xing, Shibai CE and Shibai mountain.

Many practitioners were shocked by Yang Xu's strong strength and endless cards.

I've been sneaking away for a long time.

Dare to stay until now.

They are nothing more than those who are bold and fearless.

When they looked at the qibaomiao tree, they couldn't help being a little greedy:

If you can't grab the elixir.

It seems to be a good deal to grab this precious tree

Put the twinkling eyes of the people in their eyes.

Yang Xu glanced at the monk Pusheng who was bound to win.

Can't help laughing:

"Hahaha! That's interesting! Are you stupid, old bald donkey?"

"Take what I have in my hand and make a deal with me?"

Yang Xu sneered:

"What do you think? Hand over your golden bowl and wooden fish, and your head is still on you. How about I don't cut it off?"

Monk Pusheng raised his eyebrows:

"So you don't agree to my proposal?"

"If you don't see the coffin, don't cry. I'll show you now. Are you qualified to let me promise?"

Yang Xu said, holding the Qibao wonderful tree and waving it violently:

HuLong!

The qibaomiao tree painted a piece of treasure light, with bright stars, like a waterfall, and severely smashed monk Pusheng.

In the face of the awe inspiring bright light.

Monk Pusheng didn't seem to see it at all, but he didn't move.

Seeing the murderous treasure light, it tore the space and collapsed into nothingness. It was about to blow on monk Pusheng.

In the stunned eyes of the people.

Monk Pusheng put his hands together and the whole body was flooded with golden light. The tadpole like swastika symbols flew up:

Buzz!

The light from the qibaomiao tree hit monk Pusheng.

Then.

Something shocking happened:

Baoguang didn't hurt the monk.

But as part of his power.

Instantly poured into his body.

Yangxu immediately raised his eyebrows:

He obviously felt that the energy of the qibaomiao tree was perfectly integrated with monk Pusheng.

Monk Pusheng's breath soared in an instant.

"No wonder! The old bald donkey values this treasure so much. It seems that the seven treasures wonderful tree really has something to do with the Sanskrit!"

Yang Xu sighed.

Even in the legend of gods on earth, the Qibao Miao tree is also a famous magic weapon of western religion.

Later, western religion evolved into the predecessor of Sanskrit Buddhism.

"As you can see, your precious tree will not hurt me, but will become the source of my strength."

Monk Pusheng stared at the rising sun with cold eyes:

"Return the precious tree to the poor monk. Everything is easy to discuss, otherwise..."

Boom!

He didn't finish.

The whole person was hit by a huge white light and flew out directly.

Whoosh!

Bai Guangfei returned to Yangxu's hand, blinked and turned into a fist sized sky seal, spinning.

Yang Xu stared at the smashed monk Pusheng and said with a smile:

"Old bald donkey, do you think I only have the magic weapon of seven treasure wonderful tree?"

"I tell you, I have many powerful treasures in my hand."

"I have a hundred different ways to kill you!"

Once you say that.

The practitioners around were surprised one after another.

Looking at xiangyangxu's eyes, they all become a little erratic.

Especially those who originally wanted to make Yangxu's idea.

At this moment, it is a direct Retreat:

"It's terrible! Even monk Pusheng was beaten away by him!"

"This boy, you can't measure it with common sense..."

It's the moment of symbolization.

Looking at the domineering move of monk Yang Xu smashing Fei Pusheng.

I can't help sighing in my heart:

"I really don't know how this boy was born. It took others several years to refine and completely shine on the sky. He easily controlled it. Unexpectedly, even the bald donkey suffered a loss!"

Long Xuan looked at Yang Xu in surprise at the moment.

Although she would like to ask:

How can the Qi Bao Miao tree, which is closely related to the Vatican family, have the spirit of ancestral dragon attached to it?

But this is clearly not the time to speak.

"Ao Xu, I'll help. First solve the monk Pusheng!"

In long Xuan's eyes, there was a flash of murder.

In Yangxu's mind, the mysterious and exquisite tower is calling:

"Yang Xu, why don't you let me do it?"

"I'm not just your bodyguard. My attack power is also very strong. It's much more powerful than the Zhao Tianyin, which was not born!"

Yang Xu responded with a smile:

"I know you're good, so I keep you as the bottom card."

"Once the old bald donkey dares to look down on me, I will sacrifice you immediately and promise to beat the old boy with one move!"

occasionally.

Showing the enemy's weakness is not a way to lure the enemy into the bait.

Sure enough.

it is as expected.

After monk napusheng was smashed away by a seal of Yang Xu.

He went backwards and even stumbled in the air.

This stabilized the body.

But there was not much expression change on his face:

The seal of Yangxu looks very moving.

But in fact, it did not cause the slightest harm to his body.

Even in the view of monk Pusheng, the ability of Zhao Tian Yin is much worse than his golden bowl.

"If you want to rely on a big seal, you want to stop me?"

Monk Pusheng sneered:

"Ao Xu! You can't stop me. The seven treasures are mine!"

Unknowingly.

Monk Pusheng is still greedy.

The light of greed burned like karma in his eyes:

Brush!

He turned into a golden light and rushed to the past again:

"The golden bowl covers the body, the stars turn, the sun and moon are shining, and heaven and earth are sad!"

The gorgeous golden bowl, like an extraterrestrial deity falling from the sky, is suspended on the head of monk Pusheng.

A golden sun wheel and a silver moon wheel rise slowly in the void behind monk Pusheng.

For a moment.

A cold and desolate atmosphere pervaded all directions.

All the practitioners who gathered around shivered and shuddered:

"No! There is great danger here!"

"Go!"

Whoosh, whoosh!

In all directions, all practitioners soared and retreated.

I dare not stay here any longer.

Long Xuan looked at the killing move urged by monk Pusheng. In his beautiful eyes, he looked frozen:

Yin ang!

The Dragon Ball uttered a long chant and rose behind her.

A powerful dragon power filled the air.