Plundering the Heavens

"Grandfather, how many techniques do you know about the elderly?"

At this time, Song Guichan in the tenth array, and listening to the words of the party, also smiled a little, said: "I have not seen the eyes, see the skill is enlightenment, four families in the north of the four families, 12 secrets, the secret of the collection of 14,000 Six hundred and seventy-two, plus the 413 volumes of Buddhism verses that were obtained when they entered the Buddhist secret land in their youth, they were all read through, including the gods, mysterious, spiritual, and eight-eighth techniques. Jiu Tong is in the heart..."

Read through the road?

Eight thousand techniques?

In the tenth arse, all the young people in the South, including the party, did not speak.

Eight thousand techniques, what is this concept, moving the road?

Although the repairs also understand that the eight thousand techniques that Song Guichan said must not all be top-level magical techniques, and even most of them may not be used to defend the enemy, and these techniques also include practice. When you first set foot on the road, you need to practice a variety of basic spells, etc., but even so, the number of eight thousand is too horrible...

"Fang Daoyou, I am not easy to practice, and the foundation is so strong. It is also a rare thing in China. If you practice well, you must have a day of detachment. You can’t bear to slap you. If you are willing to wash your mind and worship me, I will Come out for you to resolve the hatred of the Northern Territory to you?" Song Guichan whispered, and stepped out at the same time, the finger gently, the air in the shape of an ancient sword, the sword gas appeared, the lightning is generally toward It was flying fast around the tenth array of gold, and seemed to want to stop the formation of the big array. At the same time, the voice in the mouth was not in a hurry: "I even said that if you worship me as a teacher. On your face, it is the case of the South Vision, I can also plead with the Master, let him think more, you are willing?"

"The master of Xiaoye is more, one is better than the other. What are you counting?"

Although the party called the uncle, but the momentum is not lost at all, seeing Song Guichan shot to stop the big gold Ubud array, and immediately flew up. Holding a black giant sword on the left, holding a **** knives on the right, the impetuous smashed out.

"Fight!"

Not far away, Li Hongyi, who had passed the sigh of relief, also bite the silver teeth and rushed.

Nanzhan Junior is not a fool. Although I didn’t hear the words of Dafangwu at the time, I immediately understood the point when I saw this. I suddenly thought that if all the people could fight together but the pure Yangdao, then they would make a big leap. It is also a workable way for the forces of the big forces to suppress them. Even this is simply the only way to do so.

As a result, no one dared to care about it, and they rushed forward. Bite your teeth and stop the way to return to Song.

A real fierce battle began, and the Nanzhao Zhu Xiu group battled Song to return to Zen.

And Dajinwu, who also burned his butt, generally tightened the speed and arranged this big array.

Rumble!

With the addition of Fangxing, the Nanzhun monks finally had no one-sided repression by Song Guichan. In the tumbling battle, all kinds of exquisite methods, mysterious deities, powerful magic treasures emerge endlessly, Shenguang, Daohuo, lightning and thunder, countless The horrible power of the Tao is full of half of the void. There are always tears in the void, and those who can enter this battle are the weakest and the best. Otherwise, there is no courage to even seal the Zen Mountain, which leads to this wonderful battle, and even a few legendary fairy wars.

When the First World War began, it turned out to be a draw.

The Nanzhun monk added a square line and failed to suppress Song Guichan, but Song Guizen did not pull out to stop Dajinwu.

Song Guichan is very strong!

This is the conclusion that I have made in my heart now!

The more a war. The deeper the feeling is, the strength of him and Nanzhan's masters, that is, Yuan Ying can also win, but Song Guichan faces many sinister attacks, but he is calm, and all kinds of subtle techniques come to him. The monk's attack resolution, exquisite, just right, and very superb, it seems that his eight thousand tactics, it may be true.

Zhao Changhe trained a thunderbolt to the extreme and became a god.

Song returned to Zen, it turned out that every method that was made from his hands was brought to the extreme.

It is no wonder that this son will have the name of Jindan invincible. His cultivation is like this, and there is a lotus platform that can provide him with mana from time to time. When he fights with others, he is in an invincible position. Yuan Ying is no problem!

However, in this process, Dajinwu is entangled in the martial arts and entangled Song Guichan, and the hurriedly fired the big squad. The big squad has a total of eight, and the simplest big squad only needs eight flags to lay down. However, such a simple flag has no effect on the people who have been cultivated by Song Guichan. Therefore, even if the time is urgent, Dajinwu also laid a 64-flag flag, and now seven of them have been laid. With only the last one left, you can push the big battle and put Song Guichan in it.

"Hey, do you want to force me to kill?"

Paying attention to the Da Jinwu's legal array, Song Guichan seems to be somewhat helpless, and sighed with a sigh of relief.

After the dignity, it is a murder!

"Fire Spirit Protection!"

When the palm of the hand was pressed, the surrounding fire floated, and the peacock that protected the spirit of the beast once again appeared in the body, and flew around Song Guichan, and the fire was burned by the monk, and the practice of the Nanzhun monk came out to him. Shenguang and even some of the symbols, ignited the flames, and returned to the invisible, and then the fire was once again prosperous, and the body rushed toward the side, all the fires were dumped.

"Little Master, I have received you this broken bird!"

The fire peacock suddenly rushed over to himself, but he was surprised by the side of the line, screaming in the mouth, and a fire chain was laid out in front of him.

He repaired the three real fires, the technique is also the fairy tales in the genre of the fox family. The mysteriousness is extremely strong. Although the palms are unfamiliar, the power is extremely terrible, but the fire of the Song meditation practice is somewhat For example, the fire of Buddhism in the past was not much weaker than the fire of his three scorpions. Plus, this fire peacock was a spiritual beast that was born after the return of the fire to the ultimate. His own consciousness, and thus in the fire law, but also faintly suppressed him, can only desperately resolve.

Taking this opportunity, Song Guichan stepped out in a step, and his figure was as steep as lightning, leaving a string of ghosts and straightforward.

Rumble!

The wind that he brought in his body even split the void into two halves, and the heavens and the earth were bleak.

"Leave!"

At this moment, there was a loud anger. However, it happened to stop him from going to the road, and in the face of the amazing coming of Song Guichan, he had no time to dodge again, and the decision was made between the lights and the fire. A spiritual force rolled and rolled up, and the chest contained a horrible light. Suddenly, a fierce scream, the whistle of the wolf, and the emptiness of the air in the air rushed straight to Song Guichan.

"Devil!"

Song Guichan is at this moment. Also, the tongue is spring thunder, and it is used as a Buddhist lion.

Two horror sound waves collided in the air, and the castrations were slightly swayed. The lions who swayed Song Guichan rolled straight into the madness.

"Hey..."

The madman hit by the lion cubs, shocked by the shock, the facial features splattered with blood, the surface of the body, and even the cracks appeared, the figure was still in the air, and the Song was directly rushed over. Going back to the meditation. The shape of a broken bag is usually far away. A blood is squeezed by this force, especially like a fountain. It is dripping.

"Frenzy brother..."

There were Nanzhun monks who screamed in anger and rushed over, and Shi Dan’s light blocked the road.

In this case, the spellcasting or the ritual magic weapon is too late, but the Danguang is in full swing and can be used as an enemy.

"Super!"

Song Guizen has no expression, two large sleeves bulging. Like two green dragons, they swam around, and the rumble was like two iron whip. In the twinkling of an eye, four or five Nanxiu monks, including Han Ying and passionate red faces, flew to the ear and heard the dull bones. Fragmentation sound. In the middle of angrily screaming, some of the four or five people were directly exposed by the iron sleeves, and some people quietly landed.

Instantly exerted force, Song Guichan injured six people, the space in front of the body has been swept away, a passage straight ahead.

At the end of that passage. It’s the big golden scorpion that squats on the side while pushing the ass.

"Is the area enchanting, is it a Nanzhun monk?"

Song Guichan looked chilling, and his eyes flashed a murder.

Far away, Dajinwuxinsheng sensed, and suddenly turned his head and looked at him. In the round eyes, the fierceness skyrocketed.

"Fuxi!"

Song Guichan suddenly had a tongue in the spring thunder, his body shape was shocking, like lightning, the unstoppable plucking.

In the middle of Dajinwu, there is still a distance of about three hundred feet, but for him, it is really nothing, it can be said that it is instantaneous, and when he is instigated, he has already picked up the French seal. Prepare a blow to kill this potential threat.

At this time, Dajinwu is also a demon body shaking, an amazing **** male swells up, and then...

... suddenly thrown a flag and fled!

The speed is extremely fast, and the sound of "嗖" is just a few hundred feet away. At this time, Song Guichan has just plucked a distance of about ten feet, and the speed has not fully expanded yet. It has already fled. There was no shadow, but I slammed a song from Song to Zen. The figure stopped and I was a little bit crying. I didn’t expect this thief to be so timid, would I still have to chase it?

Such a sigh of the gods, behind the "call", came a horrible wind, hurriedly swayed, avoiding a side, a figure rushed to his front, turned around, rolling in black smoke, a vertical distribution There is a murderous murder.

However, Fang Xing finally got rid of the entanglement of the fire spirit. At this time, he sent a temper, and he has already motivated to open three heads and six arms, and his body is black smoke, holding a giant sword, a blood knife, a golden spear, and a French pine. The magic weapon, the sinister figure and so on, on the front of a head, three eyes are open together, exudes a faint cold light, the whole person is like a devil, in the air.

"Human body?"

Song Guichan gave a slight glimpse, and he laughed and said: "Is it hard to kill? Unfortunately, your helper has escaped!"

"Hey, can't you come back?"

The line that made the three-headed six-armed demon phase did not care, and firmly fixed the way.

At this time, Song Guichan’s face suddenly became ugly, because he suddenly discovered that the thief crow, who had just waited for himself to catch up, fled quickly, and looked timid like a rat. When I got back, I took out a lot of flags and started to continue to guard the door in the eighth position. My mouth kept groaning: "Mom, I just scared me..." (~^~ )

Ps: I haven’t asked for a ticket for a long time...I don’t want to give it to you, but I’m still asking for it...