Yang God

Champion Hou, you are the biggest enemy of our Yunmeng. Of course, I have to kill you, and I want to express my heroism. It’s good to come and bless the monk for your use. You are too crazy to think about it! Do you think that we will follow the 禹 瞳 抢 to grab his Qiankun bag? Qiankun bag is important, but killing you is more important! ”

Among the swords, the sound of the lucky rain fairy was heard.

Jin Jingjian, the power is endless, this shot, turned into a large piece of Jinguangjian rain, all the golden light sword rain cut through the air. It seems to be much more powerful than the most powerful arrow.

This overwhelming golden light sword rain is simply equivalent to thousands of people holding a thousand strong bows and hard shots.

If there is no accident, the champion will die. Wu Sheng is not a ghost fairy, not flying in the sky, encountering thousands of soldiers with a strong hard shot, but also have to die.

However, the accident suddenly happened!

Champion Hou’s mouth showed a scornful smile.

Then the lips opened, and Hong Yi could obviously see his chest and lungs expand.

"Roar!"

After the champion’s chest and lungs expanded, he vomited.

A strong airflow. There is also a powerful sound wave. From the champion Houdi mouth.

Hong Yi saw it. That powerful airflow. It is a hot white mist. It seems that water boils in general steam. This group of white gas is full of water tank size. I rushed out violently. Hong Yi felt the violent masculine blood squirting!

at the same time. That sound wave is the most violent one heard by Hong Yi.

Even the tiger is arrogant in the mountains. Whistling. Responding on all sides. Windy winds. There is absolutely no such half of this sound. Not one tenth of a big!

Intensely, the sound waves swept through the soul of Hong Yi. Hong Yi has a kind of soul that is shocked. Feeling disintegrated.

This feeling. It is as if the body is violently caught by a powerful person. The same is true. No power can be used.

"The great martial arts of Wu Sheng! This is so powerful!"

Hong Yi shocked.

He is in the sound wave, his thoughts are almost shaken, he can't combine, and of course he can't use Taoism.

Although he practiced the past, such sound waves did not hurt him, but the thoughts in the sound waves fluctuated, could not be self-sustaining, could not be used to perform the Tao, which is extremely horrible!

He is like this, how much other ghosts should be hurt?

Hong Yihuai, if it is not a ghost, will it be stunned by this scream, and the soul will be completely shaken?

Among the legendary note novels, there are some sorghums and high roads that record the tourists. They encounter the giant tigers that block the roads, the beasts, the hands, the feet, and the giant scorpion, which can shock the tiger.

Hong Yi did not believe it before, at least he could not do it.

The current Zen silver yarn can't be done. If you don’t display any Taoist priests, you will be able to smash the tiger with the sound of giant cymbals. Even if the Zen silver yarn is cultivated to Wusheng, it will not be able to.

But the true spirit of Wu Sheng, you can!

After listening to the voice of the champion, Hong Yi also saw the situation in the venue and was shocked again!

The situation in the venue is: the overwhelming gold essence is coming, but between the giants of the champions, it seems that the kites have been cut off, and the bubbles are shattered in an instant!

The golden rain of the sword was turned into a golden mist.

It can't cause any threat at all!

Even the champion's hair did not hurt one.

"If these are strong bows, then the champion Hou may have died! Unfortunately, these are the souls of Taoism, the thoughts support the golden gas, the suffocating. The scattered but not gathered! Was scattered."

Hong Yi and other champions stopped the sound of howling, thinking in their hearts.

Although these golden swords are overwhelming, for ordinary people, the power is indeed bigger than the strong bow! However, the driving force behind these golden swords is the human spirit, and the power of the strong bow is the elasticity.

These gold swords are more powerful than the strong bows. But Wu Sheng’s huge bang can break their motivation. However, Wu Sheng’s giant python can’t break the strong bow and the hard stretch.

Fortunately, Yu Xianxian can use the fine gold sword to resist the hard-hitting shooting of the thousand hundred strong bows, but can not stop the Wu Sheng giant.

Wu Sheng’s giant python can break the golden sword, but it can’t break the thousand strong bows and the hard shots.

This is the difference between reality and illusion, and it is also the truth of life and death.

The world is wonderful, all in one.

"Champion Hou, you broke my gold fine is good, but you still have a big enemy and a big enemy, and now we have General and General Bida to kill you! Do you think you are a fairy? Can we withstand the killing of our three people?"

Fortunately, Yu Yuxian and the black wolf king Bi Weicang two masters, striding out from the corner of the square.

At this time, the sorcerer of the sorcerer’s sorcerer’s sorrowful sorrow, the dark fog that enveloped the heavenly city has dissipated

The whole house stands in the wilderness, and the great city of Tianwu built with blood and life gradually shows its

Wei.

"Who said that the Master of Mercy is my enemy! You two, all have the official position of Yunmeng, so they will stay and kill me, kill me, the credit is only enough to seal the king!" Champion Hou Xiaodao said: And Nalan smog, Nalan 骸 went to chase Kun Kun bags! Do you think that you two, kill me and Master Jing Zhen? We two, enough to kill you Xin Yuxian and you are wet! I I have long expected that you will kill me, and deliberately open your hand!"

"Master Jin, do you say that? We killed the two spoilers, and then I will fight hard."

Champion Hou laughed and said that he is a polite and gentleman.

"The old man is also doing this."

"In the end, you can kill the Great Zen Temple. We are now killing the champion Hou, revenge for your Dachan Temple? You help him, is your head confused?"

Black Wolf King and Yu Yuxian looked at each other and looked at the monk.

"Champion Hou is at least alone with the old man, and he is very arrogant. Even if he is old, he must be able to drop a whole body and fall into your hands. I am afraid that it is better to die."

Suddenly, the monk suddenly laughed and laughed.

"This old monk looks quite accurate, but it is a pity to die! This time, it is a tragedy to win the treasure! Whether it is a big win, he is also a dead end, Yunmeng won, and he died even worse. ”

Hong Yi looked at the monk and sighed secretly.

Don't look at the appearance of this savvy monk and the champion Hou Han. In fact, the black wolf king is solved. After Yu Yuxian, the two still have to kill and live.

In short, this is the case, the monk is a patience, this time is dead.

Hong Yi always felt that this monk was a pity to die.

"Whether, I have practiced the pastures of the Great Zen Temple, and I have also read the Buddhist scriptures of the Indian monk, and the Buddhist scriptures he has annotated. Finally, it has the benefit of it. The Yin Yue monk is also a half master. The monk is the last seed of the Great Zen Temple. After the extinction, the Great Zen Temple is truly finished. I will save him and save him. When the Dachen Temple is still alive, Shen Tiezhu is also a place in the Great Zen Temple. ”

Hong Yi sighed.

Suddenly, his soul swooped and it appeared!

The direction he rushed was the direction of the monk.

The power of his spirit is very strong, and this time it is thrown out, the yin wind rises, the wind is raging, and the sand is flying.

"Golden spider king!"

Fortunately, Yu Yuxian and the black wolf king Bi Weicang saw Hong Yi rushed out, and the familiar windy wind immediately shouted. They are never thought of, the golden spider who has just been seriously injured, actually came back!

This is simply more embarrassing than the shackles. It’s really a fight that doesn’t die, can’t go, hangs, and can’t die without death.

"Isn't he suppressing my last days? How can I still be suppressed by the end?" The black wolf king Bi Weicang saw the yin wind rise, immediately moved up, transported his thoughts and recovered his doomsday axe, but still Without any effect, I couldn't help but be shocked.

"evildoer!"

The champion Hou was also suddenly shocked, then shouted, his body sprinted, shaking around, the audience seemed to be his shadow!

I saw him moving, and the fist suddenly bombarded the glory of Hong Yi.

"Good and powerful blood!" Hong Yi rushed over, feeling that the champion Houdi body only moved, above his own soul, he has already smashed three or forty fists, including a powerful gas Blood, and the will of martial arts.

When Hong Yi got to the fist, there was a thought that collapsed and the spirit felt broken.

"Kid, you are looking for death! Big day Buddha fire, bar mimi!"

Was bombarded by the real Wu Sheng fist, Hong Yi finally felt great, but he was only slightly damaged, and recovered in the blink of an eye.

The thought moved, a long flame, like a fire snake, circling toward the body of the champion Hou.

"this is?"

The monk and the monk had to do it, but suddenly saw this big Buddha fire, eyelid jump ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ actually surprisingly did not start.

Roar!

Champion Hou and fiercely issued a huge bang, the sound wave is in the middle of the flame.

In an instant, the flame had not yet reached his body, and it was scattered. The champion Hou is in the giant python, his figure is flashing, and the distance of thirty steps is almost a point. Mars can't even capture his hair.

"blood!"

After breaking the Buddha fire, the champion Hou brows a wrinkle, five fingers to catch! Suddenly, the pores of his five fingers opened, bleeding a few drops of blood, and then popped out.

Fight!

Five blood beads, shot into the yin of Hong Yi in an instant.

Bang!

It seems that a few ignited stars ignited the gunpowder barrel, and the blood of the five points was shot. The yin of the spirit of Hong Yi was suddenly broken!

However, in the next moment, the soul of Hong Yi was condensed. A violent wind swayed to the monk.

"This is the blood of Wu Sheng, can not hurt the soul!" Jing Ren monk muttered: "This is the abbot's past"

"Old monk, don't be embarrassed. I am here to save you! Convergence of your blood, let me go!" Hong Yi thoughts fluctuating wildly, and by leaning into the body of the monk, he felt the other side Within a hot day, the tens of thousands of needles are ten thousand times stronger than the sun's light.

However, Hong Yi did not care. Between the violent ones, watching the Jinghe monk did not resist, but also converged his own blood, which puts down his mind, and then rolled up the monk, violently took off, went up to the sky, Then disappeared.