Chronicles of Heaven

Seeing that Pei Feng's cheek was injured, the blood was covered with half of the beautiful cheek, and the witch iron's reason disappeared immediately.

Thunder, the thunder of the sky.

Thunder, unpredictable thunder.

Thunder, changing thunder.

All kinds and attributes, including all things, but the thunder that any monk can imagine, have seen, or just heard in the legend, smashed down to three Qinglian Taoist people.

This thunder law is magnificent and terrible.

The thunder of fire attributes includes all kinds of sky fire, earth fire, magic fire, and spiritual fire in the world, from the real fire of the sun to the phosphorous fire of the bones.

The thunder of soil properties also has pentyl soil and own soil. The congenital and celestial soil properties have all the power of the earth. The earth's gravity and the magnetism of the earth are all more powerful. among them.

The thunder of wooden attributes is Jiamu and Omu, which are quick and clear, and active, or endlessly. Among them, the mysterious poisonous, decaying, withering, regeneration and other mysteries derived from the wood attribute all rested in the thunder.

Followed by metallic thunder, water-based thunder, and other thirteenth Avenue corresponding thunder.

At this moment, it was as if the Pangu saint was resurrected, and when it was angry, it turned the entire world into a world of thunder.

There are also birds, beasts, flowers, birds, insects, and fish condensed by thunder, as well as mountains, rivers, trees, flowers and plants, and a golden armor and gold armored soldiers holding various types of lightning condensed magic weapons, soaring from the sky. Killed.

There was also Thunder Dragon rolling, Lei Feng fluttering wings, and the city composed of thunders was accompanied by earth-shattering blasts, and rolled up a hurricane soaring down from the sky.

"Cangtian too ... Hey, could he have realized three thousand avenues? How is this possible? Inhuman?"

The lords of the dynasty, state and state, countless civil and military officials, are profoundly learned and profoundly personal, their own cultivation is extremely arrogant, their eyesight is extremely fierce.

They could see that in this thunderous sky, they actually included the three thousand roads of the mainland.

But how is this possible?

Now in the Chao Dynasty, Yin Wang Feng entropy, the first day in name, was only enshrined in the 360-street avenue. And even with the talent of wind entropy, his control of Lei Fa is just average. He can release up to seven or eight attributes of Lei Fa, no matter how much it exceeds his ability limit.

Where could it be like the witch iron, as if the whole world had been turned into a thunder pool and poured directly?

Xia Hou gave a quick glance at the suspension in the air and was grinding the boulevard melting furnace in Rouquan. He seemed to have found the answer, and slowly nodded: "It turns out that there is one more thing in the hands of the witch iron ... thundering, Thunder Spirit treasure."

Only this explanation can convince Xiahou Wuming himself and everyone.

Xia Hou is unknown and does not believe that there can be one person-even the Tiandi Avenue is fully integrated into Leifa!

How can humans do this?

Is this afraid that only the "sage" who teaches "permanent ancient immortality and eternal existence" can have such a magical power?

"Legend that the earth under our feet has experienced several times of fragmentation and overlap ... When this side of the world was first opened up, a group of the most primitive and original‘ ancient treasures ’were born in the heavens and the earth.”

"That is the true Archaic Innate Spirit Treasure, and what we now call the Ancient Treasure, the so-called Innate Spirit Soldier, are totally two concepts."

"Is this melting furnace a fear of being an ancient congenital treasure?"

"I'm afraid there is another one in the hands of Witchcraft. Thunder's ancient innate spirit treasure?"

"Only this explanation ..."

"Otherwise, how could Yin Wang Feng entropy fall into his hands? At the same time, there was actually a smiling Buddha at Honglian Temple!"

"Otherwise, how can this sky-thunder be explained? All the mysteries of the heavens and the earth are turned into thunder ... Hehe, hehe, it's not that this witch iron is a reincarnation?"

The witch iron is extremely fast. Xiahou Wuming and all the civil and military officials of the dynasty have also used their fastest speed to find out the most `` reasonable and reasonable '' explanation for themselves.

They laughed pretentiously one by one, and abruptly dispelled the thick doubts and fears piled up in their hearts.

It's a long story, but it's just a flash of light.

The exclamation sounds of Xiahou Wuming and others just sounded, and the old road of the three Qinglian Temple has already met the witchcraft's Lei Fa. Wanhua grabs his hands and confronts the horror thunder urged by the witch iron's rage.

Just a blink of an eye, the three veterans were drowned by the Thunder.

On Daoji, witch iron is better than them.

In terms of mana, Witchcraft is better than them.

On the realm, the witch iron and them are generally the perfection of the deities.

However, the deities in the three thousand avenues are tenfold, and the deities in the hundreds of avenues are like the difference between a greenhouse year and a hen.

The Three Thousand Avenues are endless, and the grammar rotates, resulting in infinite changes and infinite power.

Rao is a mysterious anomaly of Wanhua ’s robbers. The cultivation of the three Taoists is really amazing. Between them, they wiped out one, two, three or four thunders, followed by five or six, seven or eight. ... Thousands, hundreds, and thousands of thunders smashed Wanhua's robbers and hit them directly.

Horror is useless, roar is useless, and abuse is even more useless.

Three Taoists, six arms, and fierce contact with the endless thunder, immediately exploded into six thin smoke.

Wu Tie sneered, Blood Prison, Pei Feng Yangtian shouted, the extinction of the light of God and the black magic flames once again, and overwhelmingly killed the wind.

The thunder light flickered rapidly, and the earth-shattering thunder shook the ground of the capital. The three Qinglian watchers were shouting in unison, and they blasted a blue air over their heads. The blue lotus was the size of numerous water tanks. It spouted like popcorn, and overlaid on top of them turned into a sea of ​​green lotus.

However, the difference in strength is too big.

"Yuan Shi Jing" finally brought back the due returns of the witch iron.

Crushing, crushing, and all aspects of crushing, the witch iron is still the cultivation of the gods at this time, but it has the effect of bullying the children in the gods.

Countless green lotuses collapsed in an instant, and the thunder directly hit the tops of the three Taoists.

The three Taoists roared again, at least 36 defensive Lingbaos rushed up on them, combined with each other to form a giant Taiji gossip overlapping clouds and slammed into the endless thunder.

With just a slight touch, Taiji Gossip Yunzhuo Lingguang suddenly sank down.

Countless thunders exploded on the cloud towering light. The three Taoists were like the fruit in a juicer. Qiqiao sprayed blood, and the pores continuously sprayed a thick blood mist. The scene was extremely acute for a while.

There was a flash of aura of light, and three hundred Taoists suddenly appeared beside the three Taoists.

These Taoists quickly formed a Taiji array. A pure and majestic mana was quickly injected into the clouds of Taiji gossip overhead, gathering hundreds of powerful king-level gods. They joined forces to carry the witch iron. Horror rafa.

Wu Tie sneered, grabbing with his right hand, pinching, and letting it down.

The sky suddenly shattered to the size of tens of acres. The thunder plasma in the thunder cloud almost condensed into a substance, and eventually turned into a thunder seal with a diameter of hundreds of feet, slowly rolling down.

"Not honorable ... but, but, but ..."

Xiahou exclaimed without a name.

In the hands of Wu Tie, the Sky Thunder was forcibly condensed into a Thunder Seal. It has clearly not been repaired at the honor level, but it seems that it already has a few weathers.

How terrible this situation is!

In the Chao Dynasty, no such thing happened, even unheard of.

A monk in the divine realm has the power above the divine realm? how can that be possible? It's like a group of carps fighting for food. One of them suddenly gave birth to a dragon claw.

Everyone is fair. It's just common carp. They haven't jumped over the dragon gate. Why do you have dragon claws?

Several formations of Qinglian Guandao couldn't help but send out the words of heartfelt words: "It's utterly desolate!"

On the thunder mark formed by the witch iron's best efforts, a thick, rough, and inconspicuous avenue pattern emerged, and a series of dense and tightly structured pattern marks were closely embedded in the pattern together.

It can be seen that there are still a lot of gaps between these road patterns and runes, and the links are not very close, as if separated by a layer of fog and water. It is conceivable that once these gaps disappear and once these fogs and shadows condense, the thunder mark will be completely formed.

The witch iron can also officially enter the ‘prestige level’ above the gods.

When the thunder thundered, the Taiji gossip cloud towering light composed of hundreds of people suddenly trembled and fluctuated, and there was a vague instability.

In particular, dozens of ancient treasures that made up the Yunguang Lingguang were actually rushed by the breath of Lei Yin. All the Ling Baos were violently turbulent, and there was a great urge to rebel against their current master and throw in Lei Yin.

In inappropriate words.

It is also the feeling of Tiandi Avenue. These Taoist people of Qinglian View are just Li Min in the Avenue.

The distinguished monk who embodies the seal of the avenue is the official official of the ‘world ’s gate’ in the avenue.

When people see officials, they naturally obey and obey.

The thunder mark of this half of the witch iron is naturally still some distance away from the real seal of the main road. It is not an official, but a half official ‘little official’. Rao is so. Facing the Taoist people of Qinglian Temple, this Thunder Seal has shown a crushing trend.

Finally, a few of the innate Lingbaos with the shallowest feet and the weakest strength ‘嘤 嘤’, broke away from Taiji Gossip Yunling Lingguang, and cast directly into the thunder seal that was crushed. After circling around the Thunder Seal for a while, they came straight to Witch Iron.

The witch iron grabbed it, grabbed a few Lingbaos, and threw it into the Avenue Furnace.

Rather than holding so many weird lingbaos and chaos, it is better to rely on a fundamental treasure to crush all directions. The meaning of the destiny is here.

So Wuxi unfortunately incorporated these innate spiritual treasures into the melting pot of the avenue in one fell swoop. With five fingers and one finger on the right hand, the power released by the Thunder Seal was more magnificent, and the purple thunder illuminated the sky.

There was a wailing wailing in Yunzhuo Lingguang.

The remaining dozens of Lingbao have ‘seen’ how the “comrades” who had previously trusted in Witchcraft ended. They did not dare to disturb it any more, but could only follow the Taoist followers of Qinglian Guan to resist the witch iron.

However, they couldn't control the fear and awe in their hearts, and while they exerted their utmost efforts to release the power against the Seal of Thunder, they whispered hysterically.

The thunder seal of the thunder finally pressed on the huge cloud aura.

Just listening to a loud noise, the Taiji gossip pattern on Yunzhuo Lingguang was crushed and shattered, Yunzhuo broke, and the smashing of the aura of light, hundreds of Qinglian spectators sprayed out countless thunder lights, twitching hands and feet, spitting smoke Falling straight from the air.

In addition to a dozen Taoists who were the strongest Taoists, they could barely float in the air, and hundreds of other disciples of Qinglian Guan were hit hard by the witch iron.

These dozen Taoists have not been able to make any contingency plans. Blood prison and Pei Feng have rushed over.

The **** extinction of God's light beat them to smash their defenses, and Tao Tao's flames directly swallowed them. More than a dozen practitioners shouted screams for the amazing Taoists. Under the burning of the black flames, their bodies quickly became dry and shrunk. Their foundations were continuously burnt. Fifty-six heavy days fell at the fingertips.

"Stop it!" A small pagoda full of white as jade descended from the air, a slick head with goatee on his chin, and a strong Taoist with strong alcoholic body followed the pagoda and fell from the air.

"The poor way, Qinglian watched the mountain drunk Buddha ... I have seen His Royal Highness Wuwu Iron King." The small pagoda shrouded Feng Rong and Xi Qingxuan underneath, giving out the jade-like white light, leaving the extinction light and How the flames of World Extermination burned can never shake this white pagoda.

Wu Tie raised a brow and looked at this person in shock.

The drunk Buddha of the guardian of the Qinglian Temple is a half-footed power who has stepped into the rank.

The rhyme and mana of his whole body almost condensed into a piece of diamond jewel, without leaking at all. Even if Wuji and Pei Feng attacked wildly, he could not shake his breath.

"Pei Feng, blood prison, please retreat." Wu Tie Shen said: "Drunk Buddha Taoist, I heard your name from Qingfeng."

The drunk Buddha said the first ceremony, and Shen Sheng laughed: "His Royal Highness has cultivated three fundamental supernatural powers of my Qinglian View, and His Highness owes me the Qinglian View."

Wu Tie said coldly: "The Pan Gu Jing, Wan Hua Jing, Wan Wan Jing Jing, that is the bet that the king won ... Where is there an unkind statement?"

The drunk Buddha laughed and said, "Isn't it owed? If the breeze is not blended in, how can your Highness get so many benefits from the Vatican and the White Deer? Let me talk about a bad one, if the breeze is the same day as the Vatican , White Deer and they joined forces, Your Highness You may be furious, Your Highness's subordinates and relatives ... "

With a slight smile, the drunk Buddha whispered softly: "So, Your Highness owes me a lot of feelings for Qinglian."

Wu Tie closed his mouth and remained silent for a while. He puzzled the drunk Buddha: "Feng Rong, this is clearly not a good person. In the opinion of the king, he is far less energetic than wind ... Why help Feng Rong? "

Prior to today ’s battle, Witchcraft knew that Feng Rong was ascended to the throne, and wind entropy ’s pro-kind, that is, the faceless Buddha in the hands of the three Buddhas of Honglian Temple was killed from Honglian Temple, and he wanted to discuss an argument.

As a result, the drunk Buddha took a group of masters with a view of Qinglian, and severely injured the faceless Buddha, shattering his golden body and body, forcing the faceless Buddha to return to Honglian Temple for cultivation.

This is also the biggest reason why Feng Rong can sit on the throne. Otherwise, with the strength of Honglian Temple, even if backed by the White Lotus Palace, with the hills inside the White Lotus Palace, Feng Rong will not be stable.

Wu Tie is very curious. If Qinglian Guan is talking about someone, could he have a leg with that charming 娲 青 娲?

Otherwise, why would Qinglian observe to help Feng Rong?

How to look at it, in terms of qualifications and abilities to become the Emperor of God, wind entropy is far better than Feng Rong.

"Balance!" Said the drunk Buddha Shen: "The wind entropy is too strong, and the Honglian Temple is also very strong ... A too strong **** emperor, coupled with a strong Honglian Temple, is not good for my view of Qinglian.

"So, our Qinglian concept always requires only one **** emperor who is not strong enough."

Wu Tie's face was drawn, Qinglian's view, and emotions were specifically balanced in the Chao Dynasty!