Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"Apprentice? What kind of thing are you!"

Ji Yuan looked coldly at the eight-headed, sixteen-armed giant of flesh and blood, with no fear on his face.

"Evil spirits with remnant souls and dead bones in the mound are also worthy of my teacher? Ranked after the relatives of heaven and earth?!"

The phase of the Eight Consciousness Heart King was angry, and his eyes, which contained pure and kindness, floated lightly on the white python flying fish suit.

It seems intangible and intangible, but in fact it contains a lot of power.

Like a towering mountain and a mighty ocean, it slammed heavily on the shoulders!

Click!

Ji Yuan's brows were raised, and his body sank.

The bluestone bricks under his feet are like weathering.

Fragile like tofu, it is fried into a big bun.

With a groan, he used his shoulder straps, his muscles twitched, and he pushed up hard.

It seems to be standing upright and firing a big gun, and it is about to pierce the sky!

Thoroughly refined qiu rib and rib, together with ten casted Qi channels, instantly formed the Zhoutian Dojo.

The place three feet in front of him is like a thick and solid copper wall and iron wall, isolating the evil eyes of Ling Suzi.

At the same time, it also resisted the invisible pressure imposed on the body!

"Hey! Your vision is quite extraordinary. It actually means something inside the world! Little baby, it's amazing!"

Ling Suzi, who showed her true appearance, showed surprise, like a Buddha holding a flower, showing a compassionate smile.

The sixteen blue and black arms swayed, and the breath increased exponentially, climbing steadily.

Like a demon, like a demon, yin and evil soaring to the sky!

It seems that it is approaching the Four Realms Great Completion!

Ji Yuan could see very clearly that Ling Suzi's eight-headed body, with the blessing of the buried Yin urn, was almost integrated with the Dragon Falling Cave.

Torrential rain, thunder and fire, electric snakes, and the turbulent air is like a tidal wave.

It was as if the violent and turbulent raging waves threw this camp city up and down.

"You damned killer! Don't be mad!"

Qin Wugou didn't look good and took the lead in attacking.

Holding the bright silver spear in the right hand, striding like a dragon, bombarded out!

Whoa!

The golden-winged Dapeng robe made a sound like a lightning bolt.

From extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, a little bit of cold light exploded in an instant!

"The little girl is not bad! The three realms of blood exchange, and actually condensed the real gang in advance... Interesting and interesting.

Could it be that after seven hundred years, martial arts will be so prosperous? Tianjiao Renjie so many? "

Ling Suzi's ferocious head is in the middle, with two blue and black arms as thick as pillars.

Like an electric light flint, the tantric Mahamudra was quickly pinched.

One after another is extremely strange, like Suomin Sanskrit who wants to save people into a demon.

A bang, a sensation all over the city!

The black lotus pedestal, which was transformed by the tide of demon corpses, was instantly raised several feet, like a huge mountain.

Taking refuge in the thousands of walking corpses under the seat is like listening to the wonderful Dharma and becoming enlightened.

While echoing its voice, clinging and crawling,

On one side, his own flesh and blood kept squirming and swollen several times.

Muscles are like iron blocks, bulging high.

Those walking corpses seemed to be influenced, and they grew fangs and fangs, like cannibals!

Even the membranes under the two ribs were torn and turned into pairs of fleshy wings!

Vicious and violent!

Pounce on Qin Wugou who came with a gun!

"The turkey dog!"

The female Qianhu snorted coldly.

The rainstorm pear flower gun clenched in the palm of the hand is aggressive, like a big dragon holding its head up, swallowing the cold light!

Suddenly, like a spring breeze, thousands of trees and pears bloom!

I saw the sharp tip of the gun shaking, as if the stars were scattered like rain!

Bang bang bang bang!

Countless silver lights exploded, stirring the atmosphere.

It was like thousands of barrels of thunder fire were ignited, sending out large viscous white waves!

Dozens of green-faced, fangs, and ferocious walking corpses with wings on their backs had yet to get close to Qin Wugou.

He was smashed to pieces by the cold spear that shook the situation.

A large area of ​​black blood, sprayed and splashed!

The rainstorm pear flower gun she learned!

Most not afraid of group battles!

"Die!"

Qin Wugou stared coldly, and Panlong Zhengang poured all the guns into the body.

Just like the electric snake running, it collapsed into an arc like a full moon!

In an instant, like a sharp knife cutting rotten flesh.

Easily tear open the black lotus pedestal and pierce Ling Suzi's hideous head!

"Good marksmanship! Such a beautiful hostess, it's time to participate in Happy Zen with the poor monk!"

There was a hint of covetousness in the head of Kudamaras.

hum! Well! wisdom! Mou! yeah! Sarah! List! De!

It snorted softly, like a big gong, a big drum, a big bang, and the sound of Suoming Sanskrit sounded in unison, and suddenly burst out the mantra of eight characters!

"Sonic attack?"

Holding a silver spear, Qin Wugou, who was as tall as a dragon, was shocked.

I just feel the qi and blood rushing against the viscera.

The fierce killing momentum suddenly stopped, and the sharpness was lost.

If it wasn't for her stable mind, she would have gathered her distracting thoughts.

This time, I am afraid that my heart will be twisted like a knife, and I will fall into the corpse tide.

At that time, if you fall on the lotus pedestal, you may not be able to withstand Kudamara's swearing Sanskrit sound.

"Since you're here, let's stay!"

Ling Suzi's ferocious first laughed strangely, and the big blue-black hand squeezed the seal again, as if casting a spell.

Whoa!

Before waiting for Qin Wugou's spear to fall, he withdrew and ran away.

The black lotus pedestal of the monster corpse wave suddenly spewed out a filthy blood spring.

It was like a dark red curtain, when the hood fell.

The corrosive aura contained in it is enough to change the blood of Dacheng, which was cast into a dharma body, and make it into pus!

The spiritual water method of Taoism to treat illness and remove heat, but it is called Ling Suzi to practice so evil!

"Plainly tarnishes the inheritance of Fang Xiandao!"

Qin Wugou was young, sitting in the position of a thousand households, patrolling the East China Sea, so it was not related to Ao Jing.

She breathed a sigh of relief, stuck out her left hand, put her fingers together, and coiled dragons like a strong wind.

Vigorous, like thunder!

This punch!

It turned out to be an arm as a gun!

The blood energy of the Three Realms Dacheng poured out without reservation.

It seems to be overwhelming, and a terrifying power erupts!

Boom!

The long street shakes!

The aftermath of the confrontation between the two was as if the majestic mountain fell from the sky, crushing and disintegrating on both sides!

Qin Wugou threw a punch, similar to his temperament, sturdy and cold.

The boiling blood is like rolling thunder, fast and urgent, fierce and fierce.

Like a crimson blazing light, it suddenly burst out of the human body that looked like an oven.

Like a dragon flying in the sky, unstoppable!

With the sound of chi chi, the filthy blood spring was evaporated cleanly, and it was not hurt in the slightest.

"Although she is a female, her martial arts are really good."

Ling Suzi raised eight heads, and dozens of eyes burst into evil, trying to confuse Qin Wugou's mind.

The tide of demon corpses below waved up and down, and stretched out ten thousand dry arms, as if trying to catch the female thousand households.

Dangerous times!

Loudly!

The trembling sound of gold and iron, like a stone breaking the sky, brought a sharp knife light!

Ji Yuan, who was standing tall, finally moved!

The muscles and bones all over his body crackled like thunder.

The white python flying fish suit is clinging to the surface of the body, like rippling water.

The moment he drew his sword, the air flow around his body moved like a dragon and snake, making a piercing scream.

Condensed into a real rolling chill, criss-crossing, like a cold moon shining in ten directions!

Just the gesture of starting, it is already terrifying!

"What a blazing murderous intent! It's even more ferocious than a battle-hardened veteran! It's already reached the point where ghosts and gods are invincible!"

Zhao Rusong waved the battle flag, and the yin soldiers under his command dispersed like a tide, lest they be killed by Ji Yuan's sword light.

Even with its 700-year-old Yin body, there is still a tingling feeling.

It was as if a needle was stuck in the flesh, which was very unbearable.

From this, it can be seen that Ji Yuan's knife is not only the ferocity of vigor and blood!

That unparalleled forest cold, the killing aura that annihilates all things, is even more terrifying!

It is simply the evil spirits, demons, and wandering spirits that specifically target the underworld!

This move was Ji Yuan's contemplation, and he used the three-yin slaying demon sword.

I saw an unusual coldness in his eyebrows.

Like the star god of the yin, who is in charge of killing.

The tall and straight body and the dazzling sword light are integrated.

boom!

The patter, like a light rain on a bead curtain.

It was cut in an instant!

Figures, sword lights, murderous intent, qi and blood were violently chopped down under the overwhelming force of the rib cage!

Almost half a finger!

Ten feet of land!

The water drops all over the sky burst open!

The diffuse fog seemed to stagnate.

It was as if the whole world suddenly stopped.

Only the swift streamer was vigorously pushed by the dragon elephant, like a brilliant color that pierced the sky.

Even the flesh-and-blood giant in the body of the eight Buddhas was stunned for a moment.

This knife!

Like wind and snow!

Like dew, like electricity!

"Impossible! How can you get such a knife in a mere exchange of blood! What martial arts? Xu Fu! Ling Suzi! Save me..."

At a critical juncture, Kudharama, who launched the Sanskrit of Suomen, roared silently, and his soul and spirit shook the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

It keenly felt that the place where this fierce murderous intent was pointing was itself!

"It's still up to the poor way to subdue this naughty boy!"

Xuan Yangzi's ferocious head raised his arms, as if picking off the stars, pinching the thunder that rolled away from the sky out of thin air!

The violent Qi machine turned into a purple thunder, fell into the palm of his hand, and slammed it down.

Such a violent beheading, the momentum has been completed, and there is no way to move.

Even if Ji Yuan succeeded in slaughtering the head of Kudumara, he could be hit by the big five thunder hands of the Shuangxian Sect.

No matter how tyrannical the flesh body is, the tendons will be broken and broken!

In a short while.

Ji Yuan suddenly drew his sword, Kudumala called for help, and then Xuan Yangzi shot.

In the void, all kinds of thoughts flashed through quickly, and the divine will containing different moods intertwined.

Neither Qin Wugou, who was on the battlefield, nor Zhao Rusong, who was close to the outer circle, could guess the true result of this fierce fight!

Boom!

Ji Yuan felt the big five thunder hands being violently pressed, and his mind was still and unmoved.

Within the heart veins, the Sutra of the King of the Mountains of the Unmoving is driven and revolved, as if eight hundred Arhats were sitting cross-legged and chanting the sutras, merging into Zen singing.

One after another golden dragon and snake characters are imprinted into the muscles and bones, as if tempered by fire.

The light of the sword is like a waterfall, hanging and falling, reflecting the fearful eyes of Kudamaras!

boom!

next moment!

That ferocious head was like a punctured watermelon.

The plump flesh and blood burst into large pieces in an instant!

Kudamaras was headed!

The black lotus pedestal trembled violently, and the eight-consciousness heart king who was originally the most holy and most Buddha, now only has seven heads left!

At the same time, Xuan Yangzi's Big Five Thunder Hands came in a menacing manner.

The terrifying pressure is rolling down, even if the iron body eats this palm, it will collapse and collapse!

"His body doesn't move! His heart doesn't move!"

The inner energy and blood energy in Ji Yuan's body gathered and condensed, like a shining golden pill.

Ten channels of qi clank loudly, like a pillar in the sky, propping up the muscles and bones of the whole body.

boom!

That white python flying fish suit seemed to be shattered, shaking with a strong wind!

Xuan Yangzi's big five thunder hand suddenly hit Ji Yuan's back.

The momentum was like a tidal wave hitting the shore, hitting the reef, and slamming into the shaky spine dragon with terrifying strength.

But no matter how violent the Gangfeng roared and burst out violent force, it still could not break the Zhoutian Dojo!

Three feet of land, humming, as if it was about to burst.

The unparalleled force squeezed the invisible dojo to less than half a foot!

"The King of the Mountain! The dragon roars and the tiger roars!"

Ji Yuan swallowed a mouthful of blood and endured the severe pain from the displacement of his internal organs.

With a heavy step, it was like a land dragon and elephant rushing on, crushing dozens of walking corpses abruptly.

With the force of the shock, the ape arm stretched and hooked Qin Wugou's waist.

Its shape is like the wind, and with a slight shake, it escapes the shadow of the black lotus pedestal.

"It's so tyrannical! It's hard to eat a big five thunder hand of the poor road, and it's not dead or disabled! Only suffered some minor injuries! It's really Longjiang's back waves pushing the front waves!"

Xuan Yangzi's evil head is ferocious, like a giant python swallowing the moon.

A large stream of air was pulled down, and it kept falling into the mouth.

The rich and viscous blood filled the air, poured like a slurry, and poured into the neck of Kudamaras.

Its shattered head slowly grew dense granulation, and it was about to re-condensed!

"Hahaha! Little baby, Pindao has been planning for so many years, even if Zhao Rusong messed up his plans, but in this Fangyingguan City, how can you fight against me!"

Ling Suzi laughed wildly, approaching a madman.

Those walking corpses whose bodies were crushed, their broken limbs squirming gently, turned into a blood-colored flesh blanket, draped over the Buddha body sitting on the lotus pedestal.

It looks like a red cassock!

"It's very, very good! Why do you have to resist! Little baby, you and I will join forces to remove Zhao Rusong! Take away the dragon's soul of evil in its yin body!

I can swear to God that after you and that girl give birth to an heir, you will sacrifice the baby to be a cauldron for us to dismember the body!

Fang Xiandao, the Great Yan Dynasty, the Shuangxian Sect... We have lived for eight generations and spanned three thousand years, and we have never seen any magic skills!

Compared with the library and scripture pavilion in the authentic holy places, it is richer!

As our apprentice, the fifth level of martial arts, you can do it with the palm of your hand!

There is also a rank nine elixir of immortality! "

Xu Fu's wicked leader kept persuading him with affection and reason.

"Why nonsense! Just grab them! If you don't show some color, how do these two kids know what we're doing!"

Zhen Ye's eyes were indifferent, and he said in a cold voice.

"You Taoist priest, you don't have the slightest desire to persuade people to be kind.

This little baby is good at cross-training kung fu, the great perfection of ten qi channels, a rare talent that has not been seen in a hundred years, and it is a pity to raise his hand and squeeze it to death.

What benefits can Zhao Rusong give you? It's just a ghost, can it compare to us? "

Xu Fu grinned, as if playing a cat with a mouse, winning the ticket.

They have already shown the true appearance of the Eight Consciousness Heart Kings, with eight heads and sixteen arms, sitting on the black lotus pedestal.

In addition, the son's evil spirit is heavy, and the terrain of the burial urn gathers in the flesh and blood of the demon.

Unless these two little children have an epiphany, break through two realms in a row, and become masters.

Otherwise, how can you beat it?

"Ten breaths."

Ji Yuan seemed to turn a deaf ear, a strand of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, he tilted his head and said to Qin Wugou in his arms:

"Stop these eight demons!"

Qin Wugou's eyes flickered, and he did not expect that this little friend would be able to exchange blood with a knife and head Kudumala.

Her heart was warm, but the murderous aura in her chest kept rising.

"Never let it go one step further!"

Ji Yuan let go of his hand, and the map of the Emperor's Dao in the sea of ​​​​consciousness shook and swayed like water.

"Burning Yin Urn, King of Eight Consciousness Hearts... I'll break your terrain first!"

In these days, he has accumulated the good deeds and virtues accumulated in killing the demon walking corpses in the city.

Like fuelwood that doesn't need money, it invests in the triple rank of heaven, earth and man.

Good luck please!

Three Mountains and Nine Marquis!