Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Qin Yi refined Dan for seven days, and Ju Yunxi also refined the painting world for seven days.

I mean laziness, but once a cultivator wants to focus on one thing, it is much more difficult than ordinary people. Ju Yunxun was intent on confronting Feng Buzhen, and he did not even feel that time had passed for seven days.

Qian Qianyuan is really too strong ... I can control the realm by drawing scrolls, which can be regarded as the "will of heaven" of this small world, and the energy of driving the whole world to deal with the impossibility is almost ineffective.

Feng Feng didn't do anything. It was just a cross-legged seal, blood around her body, and her entire world's power could not be pushed in. The so-called sacrifice was competing with Feng Bu's blood. If it wasn't for the monkeys that often came for sneak attacks, Feng Buyu was afraid that he could sleep directly.

I remembered myself when I was being sacrificed by the Master ... it was really hard support, hard to survive, the style of painting was completely the opposite.

The strength of Xiu practice is so clear.

But fortunately, the seven-day sacrifice has at least played a role in draining Fengbuya. Obviously, Fengbuya's injuries have not been well recovered, and his condition is far worse than when the fierce gods chased them. Already.

As long as he persists, he can kill him sooner or later.

Jing Juyun 岫 wanted to add another strength, and suddenly saw a mace flying over him, rushing into the painting world.

I left a sentence: "Look at it, I'll take a chance to cross him!"

居 云岫: "..."

Feng Buyi inside the cricket also saw a mace falling from the sky. At first I thought it was Qin Yi's mess with the stick, and didn't care, but soon found out that this time seemed different.

Qin Yi took the stick to cross the boundary. When the stick entered this realm, it was huge. It was because of the relative difference between the two realms. Comparing the painting from the outside, the stick was so thick.

And this time the sticks flew in, but they were of ordinary size, indicating that they had completely entered the realm.

A single stick flew in? Feng Buzhen immediately thought of the cold cold spirit that he had contacted before, and it was this dead spirit that drilled fiercely in his soul sea, which caused him to be trapped too late to leave the painting world.

"I really thought that when Qianyuan was injured, I was afraid of you as an instrument of Huiyang's peak? Actually, I fooled you!" Feng Buyi sneered: "It's just you who are in this world!"

The blood rushed out and suddenly turned over. A white cricket appeared abruptly in front of him, and his soul was deep cold.

A strange suction is emitted from the blood fight. The suction is not the mace itself, but the soul inside.

Soulbound!

面 That white 幡 side is used for this purpose, and the confined soul is made into a part of the 幡 幡, which is exactly the most well-known routine of the monks of the Wuzong sect. That monkey is also the peak of Huiyang, as is this instrumental spirit, but Feng Ye has no idea about the painted monkey, but it is easy to deal with this instrumental spirit.

So Tassel didn't love war at first, and quietly drilled him and ran immediately, otherwise it would be easy to get into trouble.

Unexpectedly, this mace stick spirit can't be restrained! The blood fight was as if sucking mountains, not moving.

For a moment, the mace has been split into the heavenly spirit.

This is the pure physical force of the macaron being propelled by Qi Ling on its own. It is theoretically not as high as Qin Yi's radon blessing. It can be astonished to find that he cannot hide.

Qin Yi hit a stick and he hid very easily. The track of the stick was too clear, and any subsequent route could not hide the eyes of Qianyuan.

But this one is different ...

Seeing the smashing uncommonly, he could not hide, there was a mysterious feeling, it seemed that no matter how to dodge at any angle, parry in any direction, the final landing point of the stick would be the part he did not dodge or parry, as if The law of causality is the same.

This "Martial art" has never been seen before. This is a kendo that can truly understand the mysteries of heaven and earth and can only be achieved at least in the Qianyuan level. In Penglai Sword Pavilion, there are few people who can understand. !!

Qianyuan instrument spirit?

A seal of bone was sacrifice from the seal, and a strangulation force was formed around the body. This is a magic weapon that integrates offense and defense. Anything that enters the body will be smashed, including the fairy attack.

The jackal mace broke into the exact midpoint of the bone chain strangulation, and was also the weakest point, as if everything had been prepared to see through.

All the strangling power is twisted on mace, just like a mud cow entering the sea, it has no effect at all, but mace has broken the spiral, and it will not seal the lower abdomen.

Feng Fengbu finally realized that the material of this mace stick had exceeded his knowledge, not just a power to break the world, the power of Qianyuan could not move it at all.

This is the top magic soldier!

"Clang!" At the end of the mace's final approach, Feng Buyi struck out a stick and finally held the stick.

棒 This stick is actually not powerful, it just plays a physical role directly, and there is a limit to how powerful it is. But it is strange that this confrontation suddenly caused the collapse of thousands of miles in the painting world, the ground shattered, the red rocks in the distance became powder, the river stopped flowing, the mountains fell, and the monkey It didn't fly until it was near.

This is the power of the soul! The terrifying soul power shattered the reality in the painting world, almost equal to reopening the world.

The frontal intersecting Feng Buyi felt terrified that the cold and ferocious breath penetrated directly into the Lingtai from the clashing place, instead of the original direct penetration of the soul body as a drill, as if a dark sky covered the soul sea, The sea of ​​souls was infested into black, and the breath of decay and silence came, covering thousands of miles of consciousness, as if to replace all his consciousness with darkness.

"Forbidden in ancient times, the magic sky is coming?" Feng Buyi screamed in horror: "Who the **** are you?"

The evil spirit turned into a grimace and spit out his tongue.

Sealed off: "?"

The left and right eyes of the demon sky turned into the shape of the sun and the moon, and the sun and the moon flew down.

It is Ju Yun 岫 outside the painting who saw the opportunity and launched the last sacrifice!

The seemingly collapsed mountains and rivers are reborn again, and the body surrounding Feng Buquan is surging up, as if to bury him alive. The sun and the moon in the sky were burning, the ground was covered with thick soil, and Feng Buyi wanted to break free, but the sea of ​​soul fell into the **** of the magic sky and could not move.

He not only couldn't move, but also waves of invasion, which stirred his entire soul sea like the sea of ​​anger outside, and could not even condense his thoughts!

"What the **** is this ..." Feng Buyi thought in confusion, the whole person had been drowned by the earth.

The sun and the moon were shining quietly the next day, the earth and rivers were immersed in blood and spread for thousands of miles.

A wave of clear air flickered and flew across the sky.

The evil spirits evacuated, and the rain was azure.

The next day, the moon and the moon began to move quietly, and the sun was gradually sinking. In the painting world, the evening scene where the sun and the moon intersect forever, finally had night.

The white soul wandering in the sky, slowly turned into white clouds, so the clouds began to flutter, covering the moonlight ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The earth has flesh and blood attributes ... The shape of the blood vessels was clearly exposed on the mountain stream, The false body had a flesh-and-feel feel, and his eyes became more and more dynamic.

The cheekbones circled and turned into a hurricane.

The blood fight turned upside down and turned into a mountain. The mountains contain a horrible suction, which makes the painting world have an attractive function. If a person is under the mountain, the power of blood fighting can be made into pus and blood.

A large number of elements that are lacking in the painting world are readily available, and even the offensiveness to the enemy is satisfied.

"What's missing?"

"Water and fire."

"Easy."

魔 天 化 refers to the place where the sky evolved from the sky.

Bone marrow phosphorus fire, faintly appeared.

The blood marrow scattered lightly and fell into the river.

The next day and the moon rotate, the mountains and rivers are ready.

He remade heaven and earth with the body of Qianyuan, the painting world was completed, and the sacrifice was 10%, which was the mid-Qianyuan treasure.

Yun's practice outside of the painting is clearly visible to the naked eye, reaching to the later stage of Huiyang. The sword refers to Qianyuan!

"I'm going to sleep." The magic sky turned into a small ghost, digging into the mace, fluttering away: "I wish you a hot spring water skiing, and have a good wash."

Yun Juyun watched the mace flying away with a fascination in his heart.

In the end, helping her to evolve the power of water and fire is not a matter of practice in Qianyuan, but the understanding of Tao. This understanding of the evolutionary world ... is not just Qianyuan!