It was not that Ye Tiancai was so generous that he was in charge of the venue, but that the audience went out to watch the "gods and immortals fighting", and only he and Qinghan were left in the playroom.

"The young demon king and the Tianmu Dharma King started fighting immediately. It is said that it is a rare magical battle in a century. Don't you go and watch it?" The cinema staff came over and asked, with a faint intention of persuading him to leave.

"No, no hurry, I can't fight now." Ye Tian said lightly.

"How do you know?"

"Because I am the young devil!"

Suddenly, the staff cast a speechless look, as if they were looking at a lunatic.

However, Ye Tian and Qinghan watched movies in the cinema with relish, with heating blowing and popcorn eating, while the people who were fighting at the foot of the main peak of Yanshan were suffering. The ice and snow, the howling cold wind was shaking.

As time passed by minute by minute, the weather gradually turned darker and the temperature became lower and lower, but the main boy's young devil never appeared.

"Mad, where is the young demon king? Why haven't it appeared yet?"

"Can you be afraid, are you hiding?"

"It shouldn't be possible. I saw a post in the morning saying that the young devil king threatened to take the dog's head on the neck of the Heavenly Meaning Dharma King."

"It's just talking big, hiding my guilt in my heart. Go back, I can't see this battle. It's so shameful that the young devil is playing with us."

"Damn, I took off my pants, let's show me this?"

"Fuck, if I were the young devil, I would definitely fall into the cesspool and commit suicide."

...

The audience was full of complaints and discussions were heard one after another. Many people rebuked the young demon king and expressed their dissatisfaction.

Many people even left the venue and didn't want to wait any longer because the weather was really too cold.

The sound of saliva on the Internet is even heavier. I wonder how many people are talking about the young Demon King fans, or even the fans turn into black.

The number of people watching online live broadcasts has also dropped sharply. The number of viewers in the live broadcast room of Huangfu Jingyun once exceeded the 10 million mark, but now it has only one million left.

"Young Demon King, if you are a man, get out for me. If you kneel down at the feet of my master and beg for mercy and be a slave in your heart, my master may spare you a life." Huangfu Jingyun shouted to the air, shouting from the air.

"The young demon king is just like this. If you don't dare to fight with my master, then I will fight with you. You will definitely take the dog's head within ten moves." Master Danba was not at a disadvantage, and he did his best to sarcasm.

"Isn't the young devil's mother on the scene? She takes his mother as a hostage, and is not afraid that the young devil will not appear."

I don’t know who opened the mouth, but suddenly pointed the finger at Gu Xiaoman.

Brush!

Suddenly, one by one, looked at Gu Xiaoman with a very interesting look. It seemed that it was good to say that, this method can be operated!

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

"Young Demon King, you disappointed me so much!"

Above the 800-meter main peak, the voice of the Dharma King Tianmu suddenly came out. He was patient and finally couldn't sit still.

"Give you another ten minutes and get out honestly. Otherwise your mother will follow in the footsteps of your father."

boom!

A terrifying aura erupted, and a dry hand poked out in the fog of clouds and fog, and grabbed Gu Xiaoman.

This big hand is the same shape as a human big hand, but it is countless times larger in size. It is as big as a house, as if a hill was pressing down from the void, weighing more than tens of millions, making the void tremble continuously.

Above the big hand, the holy Buddha light shone, every pore and every palm line appeared, and was accompanied by the sound of the sound of the Sanskrit sound, like the divine palm that the Buddha slapped.

Boom!

With one palm pressing down, the sky collapsed and the earth broke!

"Is this?" Chen Yunlong stared at him.

"Brahma Divine Palm!" said Master Shi Kong, and a shocking look could be seen in his eyes.

Shaolin Vajra Sect and Western Regions Tantra are both Buddhists, but the Mahayana and Hinayana are different in the concept of savior.

Therefore, as soon as the Heavenly Maharaja King was used, Master Shikong recognized it at a glance.

"Is this the divine realm? It's so powerful that one palm can smooth the entire mountain."

There was a burst of exclamation on the viewing platform, and everyone's scalp was numb and their spine was getting cold.

"The disaster is not as good as my family. The Heavenly Mu Dharma King, you are a god-like god-like god-like man. Don't you think you are too much?" Long Xiaoyun shouted loudly with an angry face.

clang!

Su Mengyao was not very ruthless, and his sword fell with his hands. A hundred-foot-long thunder sword roared out and turned into a peerless heavenly sword. With the power of thunder, he slashed at the Great Brahma Divine Palm of the Heavenly Mu Dharma King.

Boom! Boom!

Zhao Tianlong also took action. Regardless of the physical injuries, his magic power was activated to the extreme and he took the highest blow in his life. One dragon and one like two huge fist marks rushed out like two meteors.

boom!

A glacier rushes toward the sky, and a frozen sky is covered with ice.

Sima Xuankong of the Dragon Guard took action, and the ice-type magical power was radiant.

"I'll come too!"

Liang Fei raised his hand and condensed an ice spear.

Several others took action, all of which made their own life-long kills.

For a moment, the swords and swords in the void were filled with slashing murderous intent.

So many people attacked together and such powerful attack methods were enough to defeat the three armies and make a small country bow down.

But under the divine palm of the Heavenly Mu Dharma King, he was like a native chicken and a tiled dog, and he couldn't see it at all.

"Like ant!" The Dharma King of Heavenly Eyes said contemptuously.

Zheng!

Su Mengyao slashed on the Brahma Divine Palm with one sword, as if she had slashed on the hardest steel in the world. She only shone with a small spark, but she did not hurt the slightest palm, but the sword energy collapsed into pieces.

The same is true for Zhao Tianlong's dragon elephant fist seal, which was slapped in the face.

Sima Xuankong's frozen magical powers frozen the sky, which only delayed the Great Burning Heaven's Divine Palm for a minute, and failed to successfully block it.

The Great Brahma Divine Palm is too powerful, as if the giant palm that the Buddha slapped out could not be frozen at all.

The moves of the other few people were not effective, and they were destroyed by the divine palm invisibly like a destruction.

The big hand covered the sky, as if a mountain was pressing against the top of it. Everyone on the mountain was throbbing and couldn't help but crawl on the ground and worship him.

As the target of attack, Gu Xiaoman's seven orifices were bleeding, and the joints of her body were almost broken. But she endured it and did not fall down.

"Dharma King Tianmu, you have enough. Are you still a man when you attack a woman? If you have the will to attack me, just catch me if you want to catch me." Ning Haifeng shouted loudly and blocked Gu Xiaoman's face.

"Let me do it."

Suddenly, another voice came.

I saw a middle-aged man in a suit and ties, tall and very fair-faced face stepped forward and actually stood in front of Ning Haifeng, wanting to be a scapegoat.

"Ye Wenhua, you have nothing to do here, let me die." Gu Xiaoman shouted to the uninvited guest.

Yes, this person is Ye Wenhua.
Chapter completed!