Stealing The Heavens

The 879th chapter ancient ancient mantra (second more)

The fire was beaten with a slap in the face, and the singer was not respected, and the singer of the Holy Spirit was chasing after him. He was entangled in the air, making him a bit of a difficult taste. All sides are all figures, and the fire can only resist the enemy's attacks, and step back to the camp.

However, a long whistling sound came from the oblique thorn, and Xiang Yu and Hu Hai rushed out. Xiang Yu rode a black-and-white horse, holding a black lacquered steel gun, Hu Hai riding a black lion, holding two singularly long-legged singers with seven feet and two feet, two left and one right In the fire, the road to the camp.

Xiang Yu shouted loudly: "Hey, look at it, speed up, some of you, eight hundred guns are not dead, let you leave today!"

Hu Hai whispered a whistle, and madly slammed the two sons of the one-legged boy into a thunderous sound. At the same time, they screamed loudly: "If you eat the king three thousand, you will not die, today Let you leave! Wow hahahaha!" Hu Hai's eyes are full of blood, with his laughter, the mountains and rivers within a thousand miles of boiling, the ancient hills of the ancient times are like the waves of water.

In the busy schedule, Xiang Yu and Hu Hai looked at him. He was almost too angry. They are two Tai-level opponents. Although their weapons are of poor quality, their repairs are placed there. In the realm of Taiyi, the repression of Shangpin Taiyi on the next product Taiyi is not as clear as that in Jinxian and Tianxian realm. If a product is too bad, it may be eaten in the hands of Jiuyi Taiyi. The beggars did not respect their group of people who were beaten, and where did they dare to agree to Xiang Yu and Hu Hai’s provocation?

It’s just a glance at this, a **** of sorrow, and Bian Qing has already fought a big stick against the right leg of the fire, and the eight-eighth stick. The screaming sound of the screaming screams, the cracks in his calf bones, and almost not being crushed. He was too busy to infuse his life into the calf and forcibly healed the broken leg bones, but the original loss of vitality passed away.

The screams roared for a moment, and the fire and the hands waved again and again. Countless groups of fire clouds and fire spurts sprang out in all directions with the fire like a wave of water. The purple thunder of the large group's population is looming in the fire cloud. This is the collection of thirty-nine kinds of skyfire essences above the high-altitude fire, and asks the master of a refining instrument in Tianting to help him refine the bodyguard secret treasure. Fire mine'.

After all, it is from the hand of Taiyi. The power of these explosions is equivalent to the lethality of a nine-product Taiyi. At this moment, in order to save his life, the fire throws out thirty-six nine-turn fires. Every thunderfire needs him to collect tens of thousands of years of the essence of the sky fire to condense, and each refining a nine-turn wonderful fire thunder has cost him a lot of money to ask for a shot. Thirty-six thunder fires were thrown out, and the heart of the fire was bleeding. Today's World War I, his loss is too big.

However, the fire thunder has just been shot, and the sorrowful and sacred spirits suddenly laughed. The two changed the true dragon body at the same time, and the big mouth was the infinite water wave rolling down. The black lacquered smoky water waves in the large chunks of the black and white icebergs collide with each other, and the chilling air that ignites the fire and the fire rushing out of the fire. The use of water and fire is inherently the rule of heaven and earth. Even though there is a very high-handed fire-fighting spell, there is a slap in the face of the sorcerer.

Thirty-six nine-turned fire blasts fluttered to the crowd and were about to explode. The Holy Spirit was broken and smashed, and the purple streamer stabbed the nine-turned fire. The thunder suddenly disappeared. It was attached to the surface of the fire, and then a burst of thirty-six fires erupted from the stunned fire.

At the same time, the singer and the Holy Spirit spurt a large piece of cold, and turned into a cold hood with a diameter of 100 miles to firmly wrap the fire in it. Indigo and Golden Horn, they also rushed to cast spells. The large runes were constantly blessed on the cold hood, lest the fire and thunder burst to cause too much damage to the ancient continent.

Those immortals who return the outer world to the Pangu Continent can have great merits and deeds. It can be imagined that if their relationship has caused too much damage to the Pangu Continent, there will naturally be boundless karma. If you don’t respect them, they have already tasted the benefits of merit. How dare you let the fire ruin the Pangu continent and cause you to be unlucky?

Even Xiang Yu and Hu Hai rushed to help, Xiang Yu sprinkled the **** sea covered in the cold hood, Hu Hai was a big drink, the waters of hundreds of large rivers and rivers rising from the sky, the power of the water veins woven into A large net, covered in a cold hood.

The dull explosion sounded from the cold hood, and the cold hood expanded again and again, and then shrank again and again. I don’t respect others, just like the leaves in the storm, shaking and shaking. The terrible explosion force shook their souls, and the cold cover was almost blown up several times.

Equivalent to thirty-six Taiyi Jinxian all-out continuous slamming, Rao is not respecting them to be strong, still being bombarded unbearable. Seeing that the cold hood is about to be broken, don’t stop, he protects the cold of the East China Sea Fleet down, and merges with the cold hood that they don’t respect. They get help from the donkey, and the cold hood finally stabilizes. .

In the camp where the rear squadron was led, in the middle of the camp, several people wearing black cloaks and even covering their faces were able to see through the water mirror the whole process of beatings. They gently shook their heads and whispered something in a low voice. When the fire hit the fire and was revealed by the Holy Spirit to bounce back the fire, these people laughed a few times and quickly got busy.

A small-scale table with a three-foot-square circle was placed in the middle of the camp. A whole body of black and white was carved with unknown wood. The head of the blood was scented and floated in front of the devil's head. The thin **** smog rises up and wraps the ugly demon head of this shape. The devil's head seems to float in the **** sea, and a pair of scorpions emit a fierce and violent green light.

A small portrait carved out of ordinary softwood was placed in front of the devil's head. Several people bowed to the devil's head several times in the camp, while sticking out the left hand of the black claws like a bird's paw. A knife was cut on the left wrist, and the thick black plasma dripped down, all dripping into a dark bowl of leather that was in front of them.

When the blood stored a large bowl in the big bowl, the three-inch high cork figure suddenly jumped and jumped into the big bowl. The devil's head slowly opened his mouth, and a **** smoke spurted out. The arrow usually shot into the big bowl. The half-bowl of black lacquered blood quickly spins into a small vortex that sets the cork portrait in a whirlpool.

Just shot and help, they don’t respect them, they don’t want to smash their bodies, they just feel faint and bloody, and they don’t know where to float. This faint **** suffocation is mixed with the smell of various poisonous insects, and the slippery and greasy stuff in the heart makes people uncomfortable. Don't wrinkle and wave his hand, a breeze rotates around the body for a while, but there is also this strange **** smell in the wind.

The movements of several people in the camp were so fast that they picked up and danced around the ceremonial table and the leather bowl on the ground. Their movements were very strange, like a few horses that had just evolved but did not evolve completely. The joints were bent and the waist was smashing in the camp, and the mouth was still muttering some spells that no one could understand.

The leading person suddenly grabbed a slap-sized sword and threw it into the air. This sword made of thin human skin is several inches long and wide, but the leaves of the leek are generally thin, and a small flying sword is inserted in a row.

With the sound of the spell, the nine-handed matchstick-sized flying sword flew up, and the seven-handed flying sword released a very fine black ray on the seven-spot of the softwood villain. In the low hum, the softwood villain doubled. The knee was soft on the ground. The remaining two flying swords turned around the little man for three laps. A sword was stabbed in from the villain's celestial spirit, and a sword stabbed straight into the abdominal cavity from the villain's lower yin.

They are screaming, they are not honored, they are careful to let out the fire, and they must work hard to make the fire smashed. The sudden black eyes, his body swayed, so hanging over the deck. He snorted and his hands were like a drowning man stalking around, but he didn't catch anything.

I don’t want to go back to God. What happened to him? His celestial spirit covers a hundred points of pain. A terrible chill has rushed into his body from Baihui Cave. He has not frozen his mind. The body is greatly hurt. Huang Wei, who stood beside him, looked at a black gas and spread it from his eyebrows to his lower abdomen. At the same time, an outsider could detect the coldness and straighten his eyes from him. Boom up.

'When you slammed', the sound of the two swords touched the stomach, and his body slammed into the sky and poured out the dark plasma in the pores. When the plasma first came out, it immediately became ice slag. On the deck.

Huang Wei was so scared that he screamed, and he shouted: "The mother is coming, and the prince is being counted with a mantra!"

The eyes swayed around, and Huang Qi suddenly jumped up and pointed at the fire. The little camp was screaming: "All, full strength, hit!"

With the smashing of the scorpion, the bow deck of thousands of giant flying boats in Donghai County suddenly opened, and numerous large combat tools were exposed. Huang Wei’s last ‘hit’ word was also hovering around the ears of the people. Thousands of giant smashing arrows and countless electric fires thundered from the bow and covered the mountain below.

More than 100,000 priests vacated, and they chanted mantras, communicated with the gods and gods, borrowed the power of the ghosts and gods, gathered together the hurricane of the clouds, turned into a smoky frost and snow, and the attack of thunder and fire stars swept over there. And go.

Hundreds of towering mountains shattered, and the little campfire was instantly torn.

A few black men in the camp are preparing to use the last step of the curse to cut the head of the softwood villain, completely killing the vitality of the scorpion, and the stunned scorpion screams, surrounded by landslides and fires. A black man screamed and screamed and fled, and the devil's head was blown up. The three lines were smashed, the cup was broken, and the cork villain did not know that he had fallen there.

He was just dead and suddenly opened his eyes. He took a deep breath and recovered his vitality. When he stood up, he stood up and rushed to the direction of the camp.

"Insidious villain, come to life!"