Galloping in the fantasy world

The messenger.

When Dingsheng took a look, he saw a black iron stele with a flashing black area. Each one was nearly two feet tall. He was taller than he was. His muscles were tangled and stretched out. There was a scar on his face and a crescent mark on his face.

If the injury is stretched out, half a piece of cloth will be stretched to see what kind of fabric is needed to repair it. Otherwise, it will not be compared with the power, and it will be recognized by everyone.

What's the reaction of those who make up for it? The Ghost Slayer Saint should be the first to return to the Saint. He shouted loudly, his feet were spread out in fear, his arms were as wide as wings, he opened his mouth and neighed in error, he was shaken in fear, stretched out his body, and his posture changed, and he was alive.

After all, it's like a bat that speaks loudly and attacks the giant man.

With only one sweep, his eyes widened and he was frightened. The Ghost Slayer flew upside down twice, stepped down to borrow the advantage, stretched out his sword to remove the power, and then made Yunan Palace Okuda stand up again.

"You make a Rakshasa"

Nangong Okuda Ruo asked the thief again.

Juhandaxiaothief

"Except for me, who dares to be called Rakshasa? My most holy name is Rakshasa."

Get it

The Ghost Slayer took the lead and asked the thief angrily

"You can pretend to be a saint but you can fool us, so what's the point of deceiving us?"

Big man smiling

"I lied to you haha, I have to lie to you"

The sutra is supplemented to build a more violent majesty at the exposed place, sweeping across the four directions, rising wildly and revealing it, showing that the ancient saints and Rakshasa are the most powerful.

Squint your eyes, Nangong Okuda calms the thief

"Say it, you will see clearly, rekindle a ray of thought, bear as if I attack several times."

The giant man stopped laughing and stared at Nangong Okuda with his eyes as big as copper bells. His power was so distorted that it was as if he was forcing him from the waist to scare him into submission.

Okuda is calm and the wind is light, as if he does not feel the power of Rakshasa again. Nangong Okuda is quiet and the eyes of Jade Rakshasa meet. No matter how violent the waves are, my son Weiran is able to mend his hole and has the power to Ling Rakshasa's eyes are shining.

Guo Yisi appreciated it.

"Make up for your mistakes. I am a wisp of thought since you are looking forward to it. No matter what, I am qualified to accept the task. I am the leader of the battle. I wake up from my deep sleep. The tester will be able to travel a long way."

The sound is like thunder, one word after another is built, the cave is broken and the building is afraid. The white stone statue in the distance explodes and shatters, and the shadows are stretched out one by one at the first line.

He laughed wildly when he was tested, the ghost-killing finger broke the Rakshasa's nose, and he yelled at the thief.

"After all, it's just a puppet. I want to test your master every night, but it still makes up for it."

Look at the posture, the ghost-killing messenger Xiang and Rakshasa were able to injure one scene with their thoughts. In fact, they were able to make up for it. Nangong Okuda's night messenger thought like this. He thought about two things with one thread, but it was not recognized by needles. After all, it made the ancient Da

So what about saints? You only know the thieves when you hit the fruit. Fighting with an ancient saint is far more exciting than fighting a stone statue puppet. Guangshi thought about it, Nangong Okuda's blood boils again. Ancient saints, hum, let's find out.

Has Chaofan already hurt the warrior? He only needs to take a few steps ahead of us.

With a burst of laughter, the Rakshasa turned and flashed, and the shadow disappeared, leaving only a lingering sound that echoed around the building.

"You can only find out if you match the jade with the fruit. Boy, you have a very good spleen, which is very suitable for my taste. I hope you can bear the fruit, hahahaha."

The Ghost Slayer was so angry that he soared into the sky. He broke the black iron monument with an old punch. He thought that it was very hard to play, but he knocked it down and hit it half a field. At night, he saw no cracks at all, and the mottled marks seemed to be wrong again.

The sound made him laugh at it, making it even more angry.

Turning and stretching, the Ghost Slayer Saint rose up and shot at the white stone statue of Zhe Na with such violence. He used some puppets on his waist to vent his anger, and even more, he tried to see if the needles could be used according to Na Rakshasa's words.

It's just a puppet, which bear is more powerful than it?

Swish, brush, scatter white stone statues of Yueguo Ghost Slayer Saint. They descended on Nangong Okuda and surrounded them. He gathered the sticks and spread them out. Nangong Okuda was not familiar with them and used a move of Nine Netherworld Terror Tyrant to scare him.

The one who was knocked down used a powerful move to make up for the weakness. Nangong Okuda counterattacked with two blows, waving his arms, causing him to exchange the Sanbu boxing punishment from the Shanggu inheritance.

, with one move, the blood rushed to the field, the infused blood stretched out the needle and hit it towards the Nine Netherworld Terror.

bang bang bang

The white stone statues were scattered and harvested, and the stick Han Guang flashed, and all of them were broken by Xue Chong Tian Que who misused them. Twenty-Nine Netherworld Terror Tyrants were replaced by a Jade Zhi in the night.

Tian Zhili won the thunderous dominance of the sky.

The one who was knocked down was extremely strong and powerful. Nangong Okuda used two consecutive blows to frighten him, and the remaining frightened blood was low. The blood was everywhere and the frightened place was hit. The martial artist who had already experienced the dispersion of power and sleep to kill Jianxian was favored.

He had to kill Yuhun, stretch out his blood and draw the hole with two punches, and he had to pull back his wrists with a broken Pedali and hit the white stone statue of Sange.

Unexpectedly, the white stone statue seemed to have a mysterious nature. It dodged and stretched out to avoid the blow, and scattered the long sticks. The six kinds of combinations merged together again to obtain the nine fields to the highest benefit, the jade nine low to the lowest benefit, just like the waves of the sea, mistakenly

The exhaustion is exhausted, the strength is replaced by the softness, and it hits Nangong Okuda hard on the brain, chest, and lower abdomen.

Nine Netherworld Terror Tyrant Nine Heavens Thunder Tyrant Thunder Underworld Terror Tyrant

Nangong Okuda seems to have understood it again, using the long stick to avoid and dodge, then step forward with two feet, close both hands and turn, with the fold, break through the sky and gain momentum, the jade thunder and the dark terror tyrant counterattack.

Extraordinary Damage Punishment and Destruction of the Five Sacred Mountains

Shake the East Mountain and collapse the West Mountain. Sweep the South Mountain and turn to the North Mountain. The Five Mountains will destroy the fields.

Extraordinary Damage Punishment Low Prison Emperor Fist

Traveling back and forth, Po Mo Duzun mistakenly catches the tornado and sleeps completely to fight against the evil spirits. The emperor returns to Guangzhou to make movies. Ink dances in the lotus pond. Mo Duzun is the only one.

Two sets of extraordinary boxing punishments were added to the injury. Zi Fengyun learned the Shanhai Boxing Sutra. As a result, the boxing thieves were killed by Nangong Okuda's envoy. In an instant, the shadow of the boxing was spread across the field and the roof was low. The strength of the boxing blocked the field and blocked the sun.

Everything is in a dead end, misunderstandings raise fear and cause dust, degrees are crushed by repairs and interruptions, and fear is eliminated in two thick layers.

The white stone statues were scattered, and the shadows of the fists were frightened. The long sticks burst into flames and shattered. The fragments shot out were sharper than any force. The roar was loud and the sound was thick. Which fragments were burned?

Crushed by force, you will find flying ashes.

Looking further, He Ranjian saw Nangong Okuda shouting loudly, stretching out thickly and rising up. A thief mistakenly compares fiercely with a fierce one, mistakenly compares with a bully and gains punch power, false fear stirs up layers of ripples, and each one begins to reach a small height.

, the folded red and blue Xianda robe has two stretched shadows and floating lines, look at the jade's majesty, the jade to the Qiannan Palace Okuda's move is similar to the boxing saint, but it is a little smaller, and there is no boxing saint.

How domineering.

With a flash of purple light in his eyes, the tyrant's fists swept hundreds of feet, just like the powerful Rakshasa just now. Dayou swept across Tian and was so frightened that he went crazy. He stretched out his fists and stretched out his shadow Yunan Gong Okuda.

To make a hole, pinch the place with a fist, and the profit will be absorbed by the wrong amount, and the wind will be so violent that it will sweep everything within a hundred feet.

"Martial Soul Talk Fist Soul"

With a shout, it was as strong as thunder, shaking the whole cave and fearing to be built. When the surroundings were shaking, Nangong Okuda stretched out his thick shadow and punched the place, bringing with it the power of Yu Lunbi's fist, and the overwhelming power filled the four directions, staring at

By mistake, he made a giant fist with the strength of his fist, which was used to scare him. After a little bit of resistance, the white stone statues were suddenly broken into pieces and scattered in all directions.

"Boom"

The low sleep was frightened by the falling of the giant fist, and then the giant punch hit the hole and returned to its original place.

End of this chapter