Legend of the Cultivation God

"Oh?" Seeing that the repair is not the highest Chu Yun actually can first find the means to control the gods of the devil, Duanmu stone brow wrinkles, it is natural to think of the conditions proposed by Chu Yun before entering the blood of the gods Then he looked at the silver cloud, and thought to himself, "Is it not... What is the most powerful weapon in the blood of the gods? Can it be the first of the ten masters? What is the water and tenderness? What is it? Let’s take it again!”

The body of the Duanmu cornerstone is close to the silver cloud, and it is true that a familiarity of Confucianism is revealed from the silver light. The base wood cornerstone is overjoyed, urging his own five-dimensional dynasty to absorb the silver light while stimulating. Infuriatingly expelled the blood on the candle dragon **** magic.

"咔嚓嚓..." is similar to the situation encountered by Chu Yun. The bursts of sputum are born from the blood column, and they are strong enough to resist the invasion of silver light. This thunder is very fierce, and it is as strong as the base stone. Can not resist, the extreme turbulence within the real dantian, can not be controlled.

"Hey..." Duanmu cornerstone will have a mouth, and it is a silver cloud with a five-color iridescent drop on top of the head. "Brush..." A huge amount of silver light falls like the power of the moon and the moon, "Boom..." The silver light above the gods of the gods rises like a tide of the sea, and the surging of the **** red color will pass! In this way, under the control of the end wood cornerstone, the silver brilliance gradually expelled the blood color from the **** magical couple, and finally got the bottom of the **** magical couple, and here, £, w£ww., the end wood base stone is really With heart and powerlessness, silver light is deadlocked with blood!

Duanmu cornerstone is a little anxious, knowing that if there is another Wensheng shot to help, it is sure to take this **** magical one out of the blood column, but the twelve sacred twelve gods of the devil, no one will Let go, so that no one can succeed! The end of the wood base stone in the glue to look up. It is exactly what he thinks, although there are not many differences in the cultivation of Zhu Wensheng, but at this time, the difference is seen. Except for Murong Yu and Duanmu stone, the blood color is washed to the bottom of the gods, the other nine It is in about 80% of the place, and the worst Chu Yun is only 75%.

In fact, when the end of the wood base stone to explore. Other sacred sacs also generally explored each other with a kind of crying and laughing, and things can’t stop now!

Zhu Wensheng was in a state of embarrassment, and Xiao Hua, who was injured by Duanmu, was even more troublesome! He said that at the time, Duanmu’s cornerstone thought that another Wensheng had to rob him of the gods, so that the punch did not leave any spare power. Xiaohua is now even strong, but it can’t be counted before Yuanli’s eight products. What, this lap will kill him almost! Fortunately, Xiao Hua’s body has just been reshaped in the vortex of the gods and blood, and within this space. The strange fluctuations have been overflowing in his body. This fluctuation is like a wave of water. Under the fist of the end of the wood, the part of the attack is blocked. Xiao Hua is very lucky to be beaten, only to look at the cornerstone. Just passed out! This fainting can be different from the previous ones. All the gods outside the space are fainting under the fist of Wen Sheng, without any exception!

Although Xiao Hua was lucky not to be killed on the spot, but unfortunately. His figure was hit by the cornerstone of the end of the wood to the blood column, and the cornerstone of the end wood was found to be Xiao Hua. It was possible to rescue Xiao Hua, but in order to **** the candle dragon gods, the Duanmu stone was like a fallen leaf, and Xiao Hua was abandoned. The shape of Xiao Hua was inhaled by the rotating blood column.

Xiao Hua’s body fell into the blood column, and as the blood flashed, it quickly fell toward the triangle at the bottom of the blood column. The blood column is extremely long and the triangle is also great. Until the end of the wood began to spur the silver light to wash the blood, Xiao Hua fell into the three shapes. Within the triangle is a more strange space, a huge space distortion between the heavy fluctuations, Xiao Hua's body with the fluctuations like floating in the water, every wave will produce a vision. Or to pull Xiao Hua's body very long, or to compress Xiao Hua's body very small, and that can not be seen as **** blood is more concentrated into a grain of blood, often touched Xiao Hua's skin will burn this skin deep into the blood hole! Xiao Hua’s tough bodies are all maintained within this space, let alone other monks on the Tibetan continent. Even if these literary sects above the head fall into here, they are afraid that they will burn immediately. .

"Grandma's, it's really troublesome. At the crucial moment, these kids are not enough, only the old man can be shot!" The voice of the green robes Xiao Hua 嚣 Zhang was born from Xiao Hua's body, so the professor who was hiding in the space did not receive Duanmu. The cornerstone was hurt, and now he can only be in charge of Xiao Hua’s body. Listening to his tone, I must have scorned the disciples in the space, faintly a bit majestic.

Just in the green robe Xiaohua just took charge of the flesh, the end of the wood base stone, Murong Yu and Chu Yun and other Wen Sheng began to expel the blood column, these twelve blood column thrust, pressed to the blood-colored triangle, green robe Xiaohua hide in the triangle Immediately face huge pressure inside!

"Oh, not good!" Seeing these twelve blood columns mixed with giant force and screaming at themselves, the green robes Xiao Huayuan did not have the calmness of Xiao Hua, and he did not have a specific understanding of Xiao Hua’s body. Take out the Kunlun mirror that you call your hand. However, he just flew into the space and faced the blood column that fell from the top. He immediately thought of the scene of the swordsman’s indecisive swordsmanship and swordsmanship. He almost did not hesitate, from within the space. Xiaodou took it out and waved it over his head.

"Boom..." The blood column fell, and a huge amount of blood mist rushed into the small bucket. The small bucket first vibrated slightly, and then gave birth to a faint suction, which seemed to taste the blood mist! With the urging of the Twelve Wensheng, more blood fog rushed into the small fight, the suction of the small bucket increased sharply, and the blood fog of a stock fell into the small fight! Like the previous swordsman, the gap in the little bucket, there is still a very pure bloodline infiltrated into the blood of Xiaohua!

"Haha, the old man is a genius!" The green robe Xiao Hua was not happy. "If the deity is here, he may not be so witty!"

After a while, the blood column is stalemate with the silver light, the blood column is not falling, and the suction of the small bucket turns to the **** space of the triangle. Seeing Xiaodou, the green robe Xiaohua moved in his heart and raised his right hand. A drop of blood was dripped into the small bucket by him. The original Xuehua’s blood drops could not fall into the small bucket, but now Xiaodou is inhaling. Blood fog, there is no more distinction, and they are all integrated into it. Seeing that things are so smooth, the green robe Xiao Hua is even more sorrowful. He feels that a drop of blood may not be useful, and it is a drop of nine drops of blood. Waiting for the ninth drop of blood to fall into the small bucket, the small bucket trembled fiercely, and suddenly the fluctuations occurred. This fluctuation rushed into the space of the triangle along the blood fog. This fluctuation interfered with the fluctuation of the triangle, and the whole space would The fluctuations are all confusing.

At this time, the Wensheng in the sky also glanced at each other and finally started to work again, but seeing Murong Yu shot his own door, a five-color instinct flew out from the top of his head. The previous ones are quite different, only the thickness of the thumb, and the shape of the crystal. In particular, there is a faint bloodshot at the edge of the five colors of infuriating, which is the faintness of Murong’s appearance in the blood. The life of the life is insane. The five colors of this life are infuriating, Murong’s face is white, and the body that has been integrated into the void has shrunk by more than 30%. “Go...” Murong Yu is very cautious and urging the five colors to rush to the space. On the silvery white clouds.

"Yes, it should be like this! Only with the help of the unknown silver Yunxia power can completely expel the blood column!" Duanmu cornerstone sees Murong Yu, the heart is clear, and also motivates the life of the life, the five-color life is similar to Murong However, there are some differences in the five colors in the infuriating. The five-color life of the wood-based stone that is waiting for the end of the wood base falls within the silver cloud, and the surging nature of a surging rush is several times more influential than the previous one. "Zhu Xianyou..." Duanmuji stone rushed to the soundtrack. "I must be my sacred sacred instrument. I am weak in strength and not enough to motivate. The ancients have clouds, and the lonely palm is hard to beat. It is difficult to support the monopoly. I need to work together to build merits at the same time!"

"Good~" Where do you know the truth? When the mouth is called good, it is all about the five-color life, "Boom..." The life of the twelve Wensheng falls into Yunxia, ​​and the large clouds of clouds are like the lightning and thunder-like vibration, a bunch of silver. The light column is like a sun shining. Under the light column, it is said that the blood of the twelve gods of the gods is like a dark expulsion, that is, the whole space is also moved by the light column, and the fluctuations that previously filled the entire space begin to be disordered, and a black and white gap Appearing in the blood-red space, the silver and black plaids that were laid together began to be sharply cut, black and silver mixed, a thunder and a stunned, silver and black plaid that had never fallen Crazy flashing, the flashing luster is rushing to the bottom triangle area.

"Fast..." Duanmuji stone saw it and shouted loudly. "In this space, the power of the silver cloud and the power of the blood are balanced. I waited for the intervention of the twelve Wensheng. Balanced destruction. The power of the silver Confucian sacred instrument transcends the blood color power. This space is afraid of collapse. I waited for the gods to rush to escape."

Since the cornerstone of Duanmu can be seen, how can other Confucianisms not know? In addition to Chu Yun's face is a bit embarrassing, as if seen by people to come to mind, others have rushed to mobilize the child to prepare to collect the twelve gods of the magic.

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