Looking at the purple world in front of him, Yang Xuanmu showed strange light.


    If there is a lot of power of the great emperor in each purple light group, he really can''t imagine how powerful the legendary great emperor is.


    The figure shook, and many alien friars shuttled through the purple light, seizing the streamer.


    Yang Xuan didn''t think long.


    Because his main task now is to join them.


    "Get out of the way!"


    A cold drink came from behind. It was so fierce that the force that seemed to break the void stabbed straight, as if it was going to split Yang Xuan in two.


    Yang Xuan''s steps were light and empty, and he turned aside.


    Shua!


    A light flew past him and disappeared into a light group not far from Yang Xuan. At the same time, a word with strong disdain echoed in the air.


    "How dare humble human beings come here to rob the great emperor''s legacy?"


    The sound came to his ears, and Yang Xuan''s eyes began to become cold. Without saying a word, he disappeared into the light group with the alien monk.


    As soon as he entered the light mass, a streamer crossed his eyes.


    Yang Xuan had no time to think about it, so he grabbed it.


    "Bold!" a dull voice exploded like thunder. The next moment, a strong body hit directly like a meteorite.


    Starting with streamer, it was absorbed by Yang Xuan in an instant.


    He turned around and gave a direct kick.


    Boom!


    After a loud noise, the alien friar who bumped into him flew out straight. He didn''t stop until he flew far away.


    "I''m so angry!" he didn''t expect Yang Xuan to kick him out. He was angry and waved his fist and hit him again.


    Until this time, Yang Xuan could see the honor of the alien friar.


    How to put it?


    Probably a flower with black hair on his face.


    Yes, the alien friar is actually a woman, which can be seen from the two pieces of meat buns that can kill people in front of her chest.


    The big fist of the casserole smashed at Yang Xuan, driving a dull power, which really fell from the sky like two meteorites.


    In the purple light group, not only the two of them were competing for streamer, so Yang Xuan didn''t want to entangle with her too much, so he kicked out again.


    But the next moment, something wonderful happened.


    Just after Yang Xuan was kicking his feet out, the black haired female alien friar showed a proud smile on her face. Then, her body suddenly became a little short, so she met Yang Xuan''s feet with her own chest.


    Poof!


    The next second, Yang Xuan felt that his feet were directly trapped in a soft mud. In an instant, he was wrapped tightly and could not move.


    What else?


    Yang Xuan''s eyes almost fell out.


    With his experience in the starry sky, he has never seen anyone take over his foot like this, which is incredible.


    Especially when his feet fell into the steamed stuffed bun on the chest of the alien friar, he was absorbed tightly and couldn''t pull it out. At the same time, he also inexplicably had a sense of comfort, which made his face black.


    The time was fixed. Yang Xuan was independent on one foot and raised one leg. The whole soles of his feet fell into two groups of fat, while the alien Friar''s fists hit from the left and right sides.


    A friar passed by and saw the scene. He burst into laughter.


    It''s not his fault. The scene in front of him is too strange.


    The fist style was Ling ran, and the big fist like a meteorite smashed into Yang Xuan''s ribs, followed by the flower proud smile with black hair on his face.


    Yang Xuan was helpless. He clapped his palms on both sides. After shooting two meteorites, his feet suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, a more powerful force broke out.


    However, the result was just a wave of steamed stuffed buns shaking violently


    Yang Xuan was shocked.


    You know, the power he just burst out is equivalent to the previous chadu''s all-out attack, which is not enough to describe the destruction of heaven and earth.


    But the result was just a wave like?


    The suction of steamed stuffed bun increased, and Yang Xuan''s feet were sucked more tightly. Somehow, he had a comfortable feeling for no reason.


    amitabha!


    Yang Xuan quickly recited the Buddha''s name at the bottom of his heart. After dispelling the strange idea, he frowned and said, "let go!"


    "Hum, don''t let go!" Ruhua sneered, straightened his chest, and hit him with his fist.


    At this time, Yang Xuan actually knew that the flower like cultivation in front of him was probably the same as chadu, but somehow, her pair of steamed stuffed buns were very strange, which could eliminate the huge power.


    "Let go, don''t blame me for being rude." Yang Xuan clapped her fist and said coldly.


    "Don''t let go!" Ruhua looked stubborn and waved her fist again.


    The huge red lotus appeared behind Yang Xuan. It seemed that it was going to burn through the void. The heat wave rolled in and lifted up the long yellow hair like flowers, with scorched traces.


    "Let it go?" Yang xuantie gave an ultimatum with a green face.


    At this time, many monks saw this scene and pointed out while competing for streamer.


    "Don''t let go unless you accompany me with the power of the great emperor."


    Elder sister, with your wasted Kung Fu, you can grasp the power of several great emperors, okay?


    Yang Xuan rolled his eyes. He knew he wouldn''t rob that streamer. He wasted so much time in vain.


    Boom!


    The red lotus directly blew down and fell straight towards the flower''s head.


    Feeling the amazing power of red lotus, Ruhua flashed a trace of fear on her face, but she still didn''t let go of Yang Xuan.


    He closed his lips tightly, but still hit his fist on the head


    It seems that she is one track minded. Her eyes are red and glittering. Her eyes are full of stubbornness and unwilling.


    Red lotus stopped!


    Looking at her eyes, somehow, Yang Xuan suddenly thought of his dead disciple Meng Qingqing.


    The same stubborn, the same unwilling


    Alas


    Yang Xuan suddenly sighed.


    The next moment, the red lotus dissipated, and the heat wave all over the sky disappeared in an instant.


    The streamer flashed over his side, followed by a monk.


    Yang Xuan waved gently. The streamer seemed to be spiritual. He turned his direction and fell into Yang Xuan''s hands.


    "Promise, take it!" Yang Xuan handed the streamer to Ruhua: "now you can let me go."


    The two huge steamed stuffed buns trembled and spit out Yang Xuan''s feet. Ruhua took the streamer from Yang Xuan''s hand and shot it into his chest without saying a word.


    "Humble human, dare you rob me of the power of the great emperor and seek death." the antennae on the head of the alien friar who was robbed of the power of the great emperor by Yang Xuan glowed angrily and rushed over with a grimace smile.


    Hiss!


    After a soft sound, everything was fixed.


    Ruhua opened her eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of her face. Her eyes were even full of confusion.


    "No, it''s impossible!" the alien monk rushed over, his face full of fear, his big eyes full of fear, looked at Yang Xuan holding his neck, and couldn''t help struggling. "


    "My name is Yang Xuan, remember?"


    Yang Xuan looked at him coldly and said faintly.


    "Yang... Yang..." the alien monk felt that he had difficulty breathing.


    Click!


    After a soft sound, the boundless darkness surged up like a tide and swallowed him in.


    He threw the body away at will. Yang Xuan ignored Ruhua who was still in a daze, turned and flew towards the next streamer.