The Divine Martial Stars

The bells are melodious and echoing over the mountains of Wuwei Mountain.

The pale gold '卍' character number, with the knocking, flutters out on the Buddha's bell, and the rotation is filled with inexplicable power. Gradually the translucent waves flow through the whole void, just like the time torrent In this moment, the same whistling, in the surrounding mountains, a plant of weeds blooms in an instant, then withered, as if through a cycle.

The clock is ticking.

The monks should seal the inaction mountains with bells.

When the bells are gone, it is January.

The owner of the Taoist palace shook his head and said: "This is why... the purple gas is coming."

He looked up, a purple gas came from the east, suspended on the top of his head, turned into a canopy, filled with embarrassment, but there is an indescribable extravagance and majesty, as if everything between heaven and earth is gathered in him. On the body.

The faint purple enamel almost did not permeate the world between the moments.

The translucent waves that swelled with the bells were smashed by the purple air, and they quickly dissipated. Even the ‘卍’ character, like the ice and snow falling into the magma, quickly dissipated with a smile.

The withered flowers suddenly became bright, just like the lens was retrospectively inverted, the petals of the bloom gradually gathered, turned into a flower bone, and then turned into a small flower bud, and finally disappeared into the weed branches...

Time has been reversed back.

The owner of the Taoist palace stood in the purple Huagai, standing in the courtyard of his own small fence. He said: "Hua-Tibet Temple should not be involved in this kind of dispute. If you are a master, please come back. Today, Huazang Temple is closed for half a year. Before the jihad, the disciples were not allowed to join the WTO."

"Amitabha, it is difficult for the powerful man." Bao Xiang’s solemn monk sang the Buddha’s number, and the '卍' word was suspended above the head, dripping and spinning, holding a golden golden Zen stick, stopping the bell, and the other hand standing on the chest. before.

The owner of the Taoist Palace said: "The Buddha's family pays attention to the fate of reincarnation, and one drink is the same. When you intervene in today's events, you should know that there should be this retribution."

The voice fell.

On the vegetable ridge that he had just turned over and watered, a weed that had not been pulled out, a blade of grass fell, and then flew up, seemingly swaying, but a flashing, it has already reached the sky. Like a long knife, a touch of green awning.

If the monk raises his hand, he uses a piece of Kowloon Golden Zen.

Ding!

The slight metal chorus sounds, and the center of the stick of the Zen stick trembles slightly. If the monk wants to stabilize the Zen stick, this strange tremor is getting stronger and stronger, and at the end, suddenly and high. Frequent tremors make the stick of the entire Zen rod seem to be invisible to the naked eye, leaving only a residual image.

A drop of blood falls on the tip of the right finger.

Emperor blood.

If the right hand releases the Zen stick, the left hand catches the blood and reintegrates into the body.

The blade of grass turned into a green light to dissipate.

The vibration of the Zen rod also stopped.

It's just the center of it, but there is a dent in the hair, like a sharp edge.

Such a stunned face, this is the color of shock.

The Golden Chant of Kowloon is the quasi-emperor of the Huazang Temple, one of the top ten holy places of the Terran, and is the highest rank among the quasi-emperor, second only to the '卍钟', especially as the host abbot. In his hands, he was actually a grass leaf by the owner of the Taoist palace, and he had a hollow.

A small dent shows too many problems.

If you stand in the air, it looks complicated.

"Amitabha. The words of the donor, the old man wrote down." If Ruan finally sang and bowed, he took up the ‘卍钟’ and turned and left.

The owner of the Taoist palace shook his head and the purple air on his head was exhausted.

Instead of leaving the moral palace, he turned back to his own dish, squatting in a bucket and continuing to water the vegetables.

......

Ministry of God.

Zhuge Yun is accompanying the visiting Sunshine Holy Land to drink tea.

There is not much cooperation between the Thousand Stars Holy Land and the Ministry of God, but this time, it is already on the door, I hope to order a thousand fine spirits, and I am willing to pay half of the deposit. For the Ministry of Industry, it is A single big business, so the weekdays indulge in the refining and cultivation of the head of Zhuge Yun, personally accompanied to meet.

Moreover, the Son of the Thousand-Star Holy Land has a very high status. The rumor is regarded as a peerless genius in the thousand-star holy land. He spares all resources and exercises and cultivates it. He has not let the thousand-star holy place disappointed. Although it is a younger generation, it is a later generation than the Zhuge Yun and Lei Dao Zushan's nine great descendants. However, many achievements, fame and cultivation are not worse than this generation, and even there is a trend of blue and blue.

"Thank you for Zhuge's predecessors." Qian Xing Shengzi people, as their name, looks beautiful, beautiful eyebrows, white skin, more than many women, the scorpion is like a star, unspoken first with three smiles, it is easy to produce Trust a good feeling.

Zhuge Yundao: "The Son is polite. Since everything has been settled, is that fixed?"

Qian Xing Shengzi smiled slightly and said: "In fact, this time, in addition to this cooperation order, there is one more thing for the younger generation. I want to ask the seniors separately. I don't know if the seniors are convenient?"

Zhuge Yun gave a slight glimpse and said: "Okay."

He directly repels the left and right followers.

The Thousand Stars Son also bowed sincerely and sincerely. "This matter is very important to me. Therefore, the younger generation is daring, please order the predecessors. Within one hour, don't let anyone bother. ”

Zhuge Yun was strange in his heart, but he also nodded and passed on.

......

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boom!

A thunder.

Li Mu reluctantly spurred the whip, and the front side hardened a blow, and the mouth spewed blood.

Although the speed of congenital recovery of the real yuan is extremely fast, it still takes a certain amount of time. At this time, even a quarter of the real yuan in the body is not left. Bai Ruyun is just a thunder and light, and Li Muzhen’s almost no effort to fight back.

"everything is over."

Bai Ruyun is faint.

His mind was moving, the purple thunder gathered in the sky, a hundred-meter-long purple lightning rifle was formed, and the lightning rune with the peerless killing flashed, and the gun tip stopped Li Mu's eyebrow.

The air is filled with the breath of death.

Li Mu gritted his teeth and directly presented the yellow-skinned gourd.

"Give me a fire!"

boom!

At the moment when the gourd plug was pulled out, the colorful fire was like a blowout, and it was madly sprayed out from the spout. It instantly filled most of the sky. The purple thunder and lightning gun was burned by this flame, like a wax. It melted most of the time in an instant!

"what?"

"this is……"

Bai Ruyun and Lin Yuquan, both of them, were shocked at the same time. The flames that came from the face, with an indescribable horror, made them feel the threat of death in an instant, and immediately madly retreated.

Neither of them thought that there was such a card in the hands of Li Mu.

In the name of the Thunderfire Department, with a fire word, Lin Yuquan is no stranger to all kinds of fires, especially the 'Tian Lei fire ban' that he extracted from the thunderbolt. It is also one of the original fires. It is powerful, but compared with the flame released by Li Mu, it is like a match to the sun, too far.

He madly retreats, and finally recognizes that this colorful fire is clearly a combination of dozens of hundreds of legendary fires and fires that are mixed together.

"There are so many fires in the hands of this idiot!"

Lin Yuquan was shocked.

Looking at it, the entire thunderstorm was almost turned into a thunder sea. Those thunder fire masters and sergeants who had to escape far away in the future were burned far away by this flame, and instantly became a group of fly ash floating in the air. In the air, it is the ground, the building, etc., and it is instantaneously turned into a liquid magma.

The entire thunder fire camp was instantly turned into a ruin of the sea.

Also shocked is the white cloud.

Li Mu's playing cards made him feel anxious and angry.

He knew very well that in order to design and kill Li Mu and fight for this period of time, Lei Daoshan paid what price.

"Destroy the gods, purple, thunder, collect!"

Bai Ruyun drank, thundered and thundered, dazzled to the extreme, thunderbolt, in the low-altitude, formed a huge lightning whirlpool, frantically spinning, bringing this blazing fire to the whirlpool!

"not good."

Li Mu is not good.

The various sacred fires released from the yellow-skinned gourd were obtained from the Yanchi Temple of the Undead Scorpio. Li Mu could not control it. Seeing that the flame was pulled up by the lightning vortex, the situation became unhealthy.

Pity.

The original emperor fire was absorbed by Li Mu to the wrong place.

Otherwise, you only need a glimpse to burn Bai Ruyun and Li Yuquan.

"go with."

Li Mu throws up the gourd and hangs in the air to set fire.

He was about to hold the flames to contain Bai Ruyun, and turned and took the Yun family to leave, but at this time, suddenly, inside the yellow-skinned gourd, there was a loud roar, as if the gods sleeping in it were awakened. The same!

Hey!

A golden human figure shadow rushed out from the inside.

He was burning with golden fire, and two golden gods burst out from his eyes. It seemed like two swords. He held a golden stick in his hand and waved between them. Resounding to the heavens and the earth, a stick is thrown out, and the void is as thick and distorted as a liquid, as if it is to make this heaven and earth into a powder.

"Ah?"

Li Muyi.

What's happening here?

When did the gourd actually have one more person?

I used to look inside the interior of the gourd. There is absolutely no living thing. Only after collecting the many fires in the Yanchi Hall, because the flame is not controlled, it will burn the mind, and Li Mu will no longer pay attention to the movement in the gourd... How can this be a good way to pick up a golden man?

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The demon land boundary.

Tongtian Mountains.

Among the demon people, you can rank among the top ten ethnic Taoists, and they will flourish here. The entire Tongtian Mountains occupy tens of millions of miles, and there are endless mountains and forests. There are also some small plains and oceans. The terrain of the class is wonderful and magnificent.

Among them, a long-lived tree of 10,000 meters high is the holy land of the Yi people.

Sitting on a 9,900-meter-high canopy, a white-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes and shed tears.

"The king of my family, come back."

He got up and yelled.

The whole holy tree was shaken, and the leaves of the trees screamed and cheered, like what was welcome.

The Yi people vibrate.