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Two light and shadows flew in the sky, like a meteor transition, and the clouds penetrated the clouds. The tearing air made a long whistle, and it was far to the depths of the snowy mountains of the Northland.

These two light and shadow, one after the other, the front is like a snow. The back of the eight-color aperture flashes, catching up with the front, the kind of eagle is like a fierce eagle is chasing the sparrow.

The snow-and-light light in front of it is really the most powerful monk in the whole North, the ancestors of Hong Ling and his disciples. And in the back chasing, naturally it is Hong Yi.

"Hongling's ancestors, you have been practicing for three hundred years, and you can be regarded as a famous person. Why do you dare to flee with me?"

Hung Yi was flying between the rapids. Suddenly, a long whistling sounded again, and the distance between the violent rush was nearly one mile.

At the same time, he raised his hand, and he was three feet long, and the huge ‘white bone spear’ with his arms was in his hand and violently thrown.

喋喋,喋喋,喋

The huge gods screamed and stuffed between the earth.

The land of Tianyuanyuan is full of sulfur, the smell of lava, it seems that **** has come to earth.

Hong Yi is now researching the "God of the Spirits". : I realized the essence of this door. This "spear of the gods" was displayed. The power of power is almost truly a meditation from the hell. Suddenly descended on earth. The spears of the harvesting soul were thrown to the mortal beings.

"Day: Xuanyuan. Snow Dragon Ice Cone!"

I heard the screaming between the heavens and the earth. The speed of Hongling's ancestral land has dropped a lot. It is even more felt that a huge "spirit of the gods" pricked from behind and a thought trembled. There is a breath of **** in the soul. Suddenly. He snorted. Violently turned his hand. A huge pair of ice cones shot out between the spears of the gods. Blasted violently. The sky is full of ice and snow fragments.

But the spear of the **** did not disappear. Only the momentum has weakened. After piercing Hongling's ancestral home to protect Baoguang. There was a burst of turmoil. It sounded like a flash of lightning for a while. It finally disappeared.

Just take this place to block. Hong Yi has a physical movement. Forced to come up again.

"The ancestors may not be afraid of you! You are the second thunder. My ancestors are also two thunders. We are the most common ones. I have cultivated a few more masters than my ancestors. I have a few more powers. Great magic weapon."

After Hong Ling's ancestors finally resisted the spear of the gods, they knew that they could not escape the pursuit of Hong Yi. They could not avoid the harsh voice of Hengzhong, and decided to break the battle!

After seeing Hong Yi and Champion Hou fighting, Hong Ling’s ancestors were extremely jealous of Hong Yi, but he was also a second-time robbery character. It was the legend of this world. After being forced to a desperate situation, he also made the final decision. .

In any case, being quickly chased by Hong Yi to this share, for him, it is a shameful shame, not endless.

"Well, you have such determination to show that your ancestors are worthy of being a person who has practiced for three hundred years. The idea of ​​being strong and the second master of thundering is really rare. I am getting your thoughts. I can do a lot of things."

Hong Yi also stopped and looked at Hong Ling's ancestors, slowly speaking.

For Hongling's ancestors, although he has firmly occupied the upper hand, he did not dare to take it lightly.

Although Hong Yi's current strength, even in the face of the Heavenly Snake King does not fall, but now his Qiankun bag, has the ability of the cold moon goddess in the noisy, Qiankun bag to shuttle the void, can not display. Not only that, but also spent a lot of souls to suppress the small world in the Qiankun bag, the strength actually suppressed to a lowest point.

The Hongling ancestors are even more powerful than the Jingyuan Temple. They far surpass the Holy One's Yuantu, Daofu. It is not an easy task to kill it and refine its soul.

What's more, Hong Yi is now prepared to guard against the looting of people.

However, this time Hong Ling's ancestors are not dead, the spirit of a second thunder robber master is really the best fuel for the yin and yang mixed hole big array to add power, enough to refine the cold moon goddess, help them to practice the ninth heavy aperture , the immortal god.

What's more, the spirit of this thunderbolt master can still be left, which can play a big role.

After the thought of the Holy Dorada was absorbed by the Lantern Festival by half, the remaining one and a half, more than a thousand thoughts, let the three little foxes absorb and merge into their own souls, and immediately became the possession of the body. "Half robbery" master.

This is still the role of a thunderstorm. If the idea of ​​a second thunderbolt master is integrated into the thoughts of ordinary monks, how strong is it?

This is an unimaginable thing, because among the monks in the world, the second thunderous masters refining and refining, leaving pure thoughts, is too little and too little.

"Dream **** machine refining the master of the four-time thunder robbery of the abbot of the Great Zen Temple. I don't know what to do after the thoughts are left. If the thought of the master of the sun is strong, how powerful is it? I don't know this world, there are There is no thought left by the master of the sun? But even if there is, no one can read it, unless it is the brand of the **** of the gods to give up the brand in the thought, become pure, can absorb things, then it can be The real step is to go to heaven." A thought rose in the heart of Hong Yi.

whisper

At this moment, a long dragon was long and deep, and it was conveyed into the ears of Hong Yi. Then the ice and snow came cold and the surrounding air seemed to freeze and solidify.

A huge ice dragon appeared, screaming and rushing to himself.

However, Hong Ling's ancestors displayed a Taoist technique at this moment.

This hail of real dragons appeared in the mouth between the fierce and long squats, a huge ice hockey spewed out, this group of ice **** shot infinite ice arrows, as if the overwhelming arrows rained Hong Yi spurred.

It is the technique of the eternal ice that has been used by the Lantern Festival. However, it is much stronger in the hands of Hong Ling's ancestors.

Roar!

In the face of the ice hockey spit out from this dragon, Wan Yi, the ice arrow, Hong Yi did not display any Taoism, it is a giant python, the sound of a giant dragon seems to be like a real thing.

This mantra was originally nothing, but now it has been displayed on the body of Hong Yiren, but the power has reached an incredible realm.

a sound that scatters in a circle

All the tactics were cleaned up.

Not to mention that the ice arrow melted, the ice hockey blasted even the ice dragon, but also collapsed into countless ice, falling from the sky and weak, it was simply vulnerable.

The Baoguang, who was stunned by Hong Ling's ancestors, was trembled in the air. It was like a kite in the air. It was fixed that the body was stable and the body was being used.

However, Hong Yi did not stop. After a while, he took another sigh of relief. The whole chest suddenly seemed to swell like a cockroach. The skin, muscles, flesh and bones of the body were outwards beyond the resilience of ordinary people. Inflated, the whole person is like a leather bag that is full of gas and ready to burst.

This breath is really shocking.

When the whole body saw the airflow to be sucked in and exploded, Hong Yi violently spit out, and once again issued a giant cockroach that was several times stronger than before.

Hey, hey.

The wind is rising, the waves are smashing, the landslides are raging, and the mountains are falling!

Huge sound waves, visible to the naked eye, diverged into all directions. The snow-capped mountains in all directions responded, reflecting the sound back, gathering together, and the airflow throughout the air seemed to be a whirlpool.

Rumble, rumbling

The snow and ice on the snow-covered mountains, and this huge sizzle, caused an unprecedented avalanche!

This snoring, caused by the power, the wind and cloud for its discoloration, the mountains for it. Hung Yi is in the midst of this sigh, and feels the taste of heaven and earth in my heart.

This kind of taste is much more fun and more arrogant than the Tao.

He took advantage of all the power, and this person has all the blood and strength of the body. This is completely the flesh of the flesh, the strength of the flesh, a limit that a human body can achieve, a realm.

With the sound of the cymbals, there is also a kind of masculine force contained in the sound waves. For the ghosts, the soul, the will to be a powerful lethal force.

In this voice, Hong Ling's ancestors and his disciples, the snow solitary, flew in the air, trying to stabilize their bodies, but they were useless, just like a loneliness sailing in the sea during a storm.

Nothing can be done, or even keep your body floating.

First, the snow solitary screamed, like the geese of the arrow, falling down to the ground, the ground is a deep snow ditch, harder than the iron is harder, that is, everyone must fall to death.

Sure enough, the snow solitary fell from the height of a thousand feet, and hit the next piece of mysterious ice, the whole person was immediately smashed into a patties, giving a light "砰"! The sound, then, the crystal, the clean ice and snow, opened a bright blood flower.

When the flesh is dead, the breath is cut off, and the soul naturally leaves the body and flies out. The flesh is dead, just like the water cup is broken, and the water can no longer be retained.

The flesh is used to nourish the soul and protect the soul. Now that the body is dead, it can no longer protect the soul, let the soul barely exposed between the heavens and the earth, exposed to this terrible human being.

what

When the flesh died, the soul of the snow solitary came out, feeling the sound and waves between the heavens and the earth, sending out a desperate roar, and then was smashed by huge sound waves.

Even though he is the body of a ghost, there is no ability to protect himself. The soul is not crushed. Every thought is completely broken, and the sound of broken glass is emitted.

After the soul was shattered, every thought was trembling in the terrible sound waves, and it began to burst.

This is simply the injury that can no longer be recovered.

If the soul is a house, then every thought is brick and tile. Although the house is smashed, but the bricks are still there, as long as it takes a lot of effort, with the help of others, the house can be built, but now the bricks are shattered. Then there is no hope.

Snow solitary sacred ghosts, sturdy characters, detached from life and death, but under the human celestial scorpion, the flesh fell to the ground, after the death, the soul came out, and died can no longer die.

And Hong Ling's ancestors are much more brilliant than the snow solitary, but also between the fierce amnesty, the wind and rain are shaking. Not only will the spells not show up, but people will almost fall to the ground and fall to death.

Although he has a magic weapon for flying, but the magic weapon also needs the support of the spell, the same can be dispersed. Even Hong Yi’s vacuum handprint on the day was almost completely drunk by Hong Xuanji and fell to the ground.

There is nothing to fly above the fairy. Not to mention the spells.

what!

Hung Yi's mouth is full of time. www.wuxiaspot.com~ At the last moment, Hongling's ancestors finally couldn't stand it. The whole person seemed to be a short-term kite, and it fell to the ground. Like his apprentice, he was also killed.

Later, his soul was completely exposed between the heavens and the earth, but he did not disperse the soul like a snow solitary, but sat on top of the flesh, and his whole body flashed, tightly combined, and died. Keep it intact.

"Ice is a god!"

Every thought of Hong Ling’s ancestors was arrogant. Exhibit the sacred mind!

Otherwise, his soul is in the sound waves, and it is really bad.

However, Hong Yi was here, suddenly stopped the big bang, violently flew down, the vacuum big handprint hit a blow, immediately broke the soul of Hong Ling's ancestors.

boom!

The soul of Hongling's ancestors was blown away. Many of the glittering thoughts fluttered and screamed: "Hong Yi, you can scatter my soul, but you can't smash my thoughts! Now just let my thoughts Run away one, I will not die! I will swear by the world!"

"Is it?" Hong Yi smiled coldly, and the huge soul vortex descended. Inhaled all the thoughts.

At this point, Hong Ling's ancestors and mentor all died.

"I can't think of it. I am so powerful in the display of people. The giant python is so powerful. On the same day, if Hong Xuanji is fully exerted, I am afraid that it will fall from the sky and fall like this, but if he does this, everyone in the entire Yujing City will listen. To the Taishi adults night madness"

Hong Yi suddenly thought about it.