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Chapter 1341 The Race Bag!

There was a trace of unabashed satire on the proud face of Holy Heaven:

"But don’t get me wrong, I said you are lucky, not that you have so many adventures, but that you are really lucky. Before that, the enemies you met were all without a brain and no means. Waste."

"But it's a pity that I don't belong to them."

Holy Heaven is like a proud lion, eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Yang Xu as if looking at his prey:

"Today, I will let you know what a truly powerful and capable opponent is."

There was a sneer with Holy Heaven.

Buzz!

Behind Yangxu, a palace emerged suddenly.

It seems to be integrated into the space, but it is Yang Xu's supreme god's eye, which fails to see through its existence.

"Yangxu, I know you are proficient in pupil surgery, but it is a pity that no pupil surgery can be recognized in this imperial treasure building."

Sheng Tiandu embraced his shoulders with both hands, and Youzao said authentically:

"Do you think I don't know, will you come to trouble me? My trap has already been laid for you, just waiting for you to break in."

"And I still have to tell you," Sheng Tian sneered, pointing at his head:

"All your cards and all means, I here, remember everything."

With his voice, the huge palace was already suppressed by the rising sun.

What surprised Yang Xu was.

The void around him was imprisoned by a strange energy.

No matter how Yang Xu urges the wings of the gods, it is difficult to move the inch.

and.

The light of blessings and the elemental energy of wind and thunder on the wings of the gods are constantly collapsing and dissipating.

"Well, it seems that you have discovered that this Nether Emperor's Treasure Building is made from the bones of the Demon Sovereign, and it specifically restrains the light of the gods."

"In front of the Nether Emperor's Treasure Building, your wings of gods can't exert any power at all. In addition, "Shenyubu" and "Youlongbu" are not good."

The holy days are all standing, smiling and standing there.

Since Yang Xu appeared here, he hasn't moved a place.

With only one mouth, there is no hurry to tell:

"I am a man who never plays unprepared. Before I came here, I had got all your information, and you probably don't know much about me?"

So far.

The words of Shengtiandu gave Yang Xu a clear understanding:

Holy Heaven is really a powerful opponent!

His strength is not just about his strength.

It is because he has a strong sense of confidentiality.

They have reservations about their origin, strength and means.

As for the enemy, he did everything in his power to capture useful information.

This is almost never among the enemies that Yang Xu has encountered in the past.

"At this level, you are indeed a relatively strong enemy."

"But unfortunately, it's not enough!"

With Yang Xu's cold drink, roar!

Above the void, a lion roared suddenly.

The sky above Yang Xu's head appeared a golden clock.

at the same time.

A portal that seemed to come from the ancient desert, heading towards the Nether Emperor's Treasure Building, heading towards it:

Bang!

The gates of the gods collided with the Hades.

The void exploded with amazing energy fluctuations.

Where it passes, the space is like a liquid, squeezing a wave of ripples.

Holy Heaven all sneered:

"With a mouthful of perfect Taoism, you want to block my Hades Treasure Building? Do..."

A word "dream" has not been spoken.

He was interrupted by Yang Xu:

"Wrong, I don't rely on the gates of the gods, but it..."

Yang Xu grabbed a big hand, Hulong!

The emperor Zhong Zhuo suddenly became full of hills.

The caliber of the bell was self-aligned with the Hades.

The lion swiftly roared heavenly merit!

The final version of "Lion Roar Gong" was urged by Yang Xu.

Time.

Hundreds of millions of golden sound waves swept towards the Nether Emperor Treasure Building.

The phantoms of King Kong, Luohan, and Buddha encircled thousands of Buddha's lights and glanced down towards the imperial palace.

"Holy Heavenly Capital, the information you surveyed is not detailed enough, don't you know that I also have a deep dive into the fascination of the Vatics?"

Everyone in the Vatican is proficient in Dharma and magical powers, but it specifically restrains the existence of magic weapons.

The Buddhist door "Lion's Roar" suddenly popped up by Yang Xu made St. Heaven feel a little strange.

But it's just strange.

"I can't think of the combination of this roar gong with this bell-shaped device, and it can also exert unexpected power. It is indeed my mistake."

"But Yang Xu, don't be too happy because everything is still under my control."

Holy Heaven shrugged:

"If you have the ability to exercise restraint, then you can deal with it. I'm really not that rare."

He watched Yang Xu use "Lion Fen Xuan Tian Gong" to smash the Nether Emperor Treasure Building, which could imprison the void.

There was no regret on his face.

In fact, the purpose of the Holy Land has been achieved:

His purpose of throwing away the Emperor's Treasure Building was only to prevent Yang Xu from escaping.

At present, it seems that Yang Xu also dismissed the idea of ​​leaving:

"You want to kill me, and I happen to want to kill you, so here it is, make a good deal."

Yang Xu smiled calmly, hum!

The red light flashed in his hand, and the Lankinus Wraith Gun appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Well, is this the magic gun that can kill the gods? The bad luck **** of Aye, died under this spear?"

Shengtian knows a lot about Yang Xu.

Buzz!

The golden light flashed in his hand, and a gray bag appeared:

"I don't know if you are a great gun of Lankinus, or is my race bag better?"

This ethnographic bag was accidentally obtained by the Holy Heaven in a monument.

It is said to be made from the powerful skin of the Demon Race, mixed with the blood of the Protoss Power.

The ethnographic bag contains immortality and ingenious use. Any weapon blade and magic weapon can hardly go through a round in front of it.

past.

Holy Heaven only surrendered many strong men by relying on this race bag.

No matter how powerful you are, your martial arts will be higher, and your sword will be sharper.

In front of the race bag, it must be obediently obedient.

only.

What Sheng Tian didn't expect was that Yang Xu's heart moved when he heard the race bag:

"Is the race bag not a magic weapon of the Maitreya Buddha in the Westward Journey? It is said that it can fill the **** of the sky and hold all humans in the world."

"Sheng Tiandu's mouth is not a masterpiece from Huoyun Evil God's cottage?"

Then he was hesitantly empty in Yang Xu.

Holy heaven all hummed:

"You are still distracted during the battle, Yang Xu, enter my race bag and die!"

With that said, he threw the race bag into the sky.

When the mind is running, buzz!

The man's bag opened a big mouth, a bottomless black hole, aimed at Yang Xu.

The great suction directly wrapped Yang Xu.

No matter how he urged the magic, he could not get rid of it.

What surprised Yang Xu even more was.

His body shrank uncontrollably.

Gradually turned into a jujube, swallowed toward the dark pocket of the race bag.