Yang God

"Auspicious days, it seems that you have not figured out what is grace, what is profit. The benefactor, the charity in the snow, the selflessness, not the return. The profiter, the icing on the cake, the selfishness, the return." Hong Yi looked at the auspicious day Some gods have some innocent eyes, shook their heads and showed a dignified narrative: "The white king was a charcoal in the snow at that time, and he did not return to the truth. He was completely interested, not a slight selfishness, so I The grace of dripping water, when the spring is reported, and you are now icing on the cake, selfish, and rewarding, then you can't regard it as a favor, it can only be called a transaction."

"Oh? Is there any difference between them?"

Auspicious eyes glanced at each other and then thought about it.

"Of course there are differences, the difference is very big. It is about people's hearts. Moreover, this dark mandala enchantment and the light mandala enchantment have not been merged since ancient times. Just a little collision, it has produced such a big explosion. Although I have benefited, if I really cultivated, there must be a mysterious righteousness in my soul, and there must be a great Buddha in the past. Light and darkness are one-on-one, can’t be merged, I will have a split of souls and people. The danger of ghosts and ghosts, even the direct bursting of the soul, the fall on the spot."

Ng is easy to face the auspicious heaven: "You still think about it, we are trading, you want a good profit. It is impossible for me to report it."

"Can't you have a profit?

After the auspicious day was heard, even Zhuang’s hand was called, and the hand on his hand was turned, and the eight-robbery of the size of the sky stopped turning, and the above verse was immediately hidden.

"Then I have to think about it." Saying, auspicious days with their fingers in their mouths sucking, like eating sweet candy.

"Then think about it." Hung-yi sat with his knees and never looked at the scriptures that God read.

Yes, it is profit. Of course, he must make clear the auspicious days.

"Hey! Then it is a loss... You can help me to grab a 'mixed day refueling', this is a deal. The reunion is too precious, too important for me, destroy God, **** God, You Lotte, they have to, I can't get it without help."

Auspicious days and a bitter face, I still want you to give me some other benefits, such as this day, the horns of the gods used me to use, now it seems to be bad.

When she frowned for a while, her big eyes, small nose, and small mouth were wrinkled into a ball, and Baba’s showed a complete remorse.

Tianmangjiao is a life-threatening artifact. I spend a lot of money to refine it and get it. How can it be easily given? Hong Yiwei smiled.

Losing money, loss. . . . . Auspicious sky whispered, the hand 揉揉 揉揉 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

He lifted his hand again, and the full-acre size of God’s thoughts turned again. The newly concealed scriptures, images, thoughts, and the Xuan Tiandao respect in the middle of the altar, once again showed the form.

In our transaction, you show me the practice of cultivating this dark Mangtai enchantment. I will help you win a faint rejuvenation. In addition, there is no cause and effect and grievances. Easy eyes look at auspicious days.

Auspicious days put your hands and nod.

After receiving the auspicious day's affirmation, Hong Yicai looked at his own eyes and thought of the huge sky. .

‘This is the **** of the Dark Emperor? Xuantian Pavilion. . . The first generation of the museum owner, created the sacred place of the Xuantian Pavilion for three thousand years.

People in business. . The ancient generation of Xuantian Taoism is passed down from generation to generation. . . . . The characters of Lien Chan’s gods can’t help. ’

Looking at this huge god, Hong Yi's eyes blinked rapidly.

The **** read a verse that violently flowed through his left eye pupil. In the center of the pupil of his left eye, a dark, representing the darkness of the light when the earth was first opened.

Xuan Tian Dao appeared out and seemed to be gradually concise in the scriptures.

And in his right eye, countless past verses are not only flowing, but infinite light converges in his right eye.

A large Buddha in the past was in the depths of the pupil of the right eye, and finally showed a system, no amount of light. No amount of life. The first rays of light in the darkness of the heavens and the earth shone out from the pupils of his right eye.

Among the pupils of the left eye is Xuan Tiandao Zun. Represents the darkness.

Among the pupils of the right eye, it is the Buddha of the past, the infinite Amitabha, the incarnation of the great day, representing the light

"Well? What is going on? How can this happen?" Auspicious days looked at Hong Yi's face, and it seemed strange. Then he waved his hand and didn't even print it in his pupil.

With this colleague, Auspicious Day also saw the scene of the light and darkness between Hong Yi's left eye pupil and right eye pupil. "Dark mandala, light mandala has never been practiced, Hong Yi is only comprehending the righteousness. He always has the ability to kill anyone. You don't want to lean on the front, otherwise I will start." Zen silver sand sitting on the knees, cold road.

"Hey. Do you think that I am a **** god? Specially deceitful sneak attack, I am auspicious, giving people happiness and well-being." Auspicious days saw the eyes of Zen silver yarn, the nose twisted, snorted and turned his head.

"Well? Good house?"

Just in the eyes of Hong Yi’s left eye, there were Xuan Tiandao people, and there was a shadow of the dark mandala. Keep on arranging combinations and practicing the mystery of this big array.

Suddenly, the size of the **** in the sky changed.

The thought of the Dark Emperor seemed to have sensed that Hung Yi was thinking about him. Suddenly, it turned into a strong black air and made a deep voice. At the same time, the black gas was scattered and turned into Numerous verses, violently rushing toward Hong Yi's eyes, seem to enter the eyes of Hong Yi's eyes.

"Not good! Dark Emperor! You actually recovered? You have been sleeping for 30 years, I thought your consciousness has dissipated. How is it still? You are calculating me! No, I am doing business. You can not mess up My business! Ah!"

When I saw such a scene, the auspicious screamed suddenly, as if it were a cat that had been stepped on the tail, and both hands were together, "good luck."

A spell was stunned from the mouth of Auspicious Day. At the same time, the aura on her head moved slightly and flew straight out, winning this sacred thought, and then reading the scriptures of God (this place) Can't see clearly)

"Auspicious days, your Taoism is taught by me. Your consciousness is also my help for you. Can you balance me? Is this a good house? Don't stop me from showing my grandeur." The huge voice of the stock is about the sheep between the heavens and the earth.

Xuantian is born again, eternal life is not destroyed, and the world is immortal, broken @

The voice was slightly moved, and the scriptures of the gods of Huanhua swayed with the sound of a good fight. When the sound of the auspicious day was smashed and the aura of the auspicious day was blasted, the verse of this thought was Turning into a big sleeve fluttering, wearing a dark gold crown

As soon as this person appeared, he directly tore the space and reached the third foot in front of Hong Yi. He pressed the palm of his hand toward Hong Yi’s head.

Xuantian Rebirth Method @

The change is sudden!

No one expected the Eight-Robber God, the God of the Dark Emperor, under the control of the auspicious days, when the scriptures evolved, they will suddenly resurrect.

In the face of unexpected changes, the Zen silver yarn is almost at the same time, and has always been shot with the auspicious days.

When the Zen silver yarn is shot, it is the **** of heaven and thunder. The gods and priests appeared, and the two eyeballs turned into spherical lightning, one went toward the dark emperor, and one went to the auspicious day.

It’s awkward!

Auspicious days were hit by a moment, and the whole body was immediately burnt! The pain made her wow and screamed, flew for thirty or forty miles, and fell into the sand of the ground.

The Dark Emperor faced this thunder, just slamming his sleeves. There seemed to be a soft force to transfer the thunder and fly directly to the distant sand. With a bang, the sand was blown out of a deep pit of the size of three or four.

"Silver yarn! Don't shoot, let me come!"

Just then, Hong Yi suddenly made a noise.

The countless darkness in his left eye, Xuan Tian Daozun immediately disappeared, and the big day in his right eye disappeared. Light and dark seem to be hidden in the deep scorpion.

His **** is completely awake when he reads it. At the same time, it poured into the middle of the eyebrows.

"The heavens and the earth... I am the hero... I will never die, the world will be immortal... The Dark Emperor. "Hey," and you are not dead!" At this time, suddenly, Hong Yi’s eyebrows are hidden. The vertical eyes of the body are violently highlighted.

On top of this dark eye, a powerful tremorous wave of volatility was issued.

It seems to come from the deepest emptiness of the void, and it seems to come from the sky, better like from the nine hell, lava purgatory.

At the same time, in the sky, the eight-robbery of the dark emperor trembled fiercely. It seems that I feel a strong breath on the "Tianmianjiao".

The dark eye that Hong Yi’s eyebrows erected is the hidden vertical eye of the “Heavenly Mantle”.

This pair of 3,000-year-old rivals, the world of shocks and ghosts seems to be at this moment,

To continue.

The awning horn is the armor of the **** of war. And the **** in the sky is the thought of the Dark Emperor.

"Tianmang horns" was spurred by Hong Yi, and there were spurs in the whole body. Suddenly, the stun guns appeared in the hands of Hong Yi, and they were stabbed! It just happened to meet the palm of the Dark Emperor's Blade.

"Well? Hey! Your soul is not dead yet!"

This **** was turned into a dark imperial person and saw a shot stabbing. Suddenly, he extended his finger. Suddenly pointed.

Dark emperor

jump!

The gun, the handover, the huge force broke out from the fingertips, the yellow sand on the ground, and even the blood carpet of the blood was scraped up. The invisible airflow blew through the lake on the oasis.

The foot rolled up a few people to the high, and flew to the yellow sand on the shore.

Hey!

Under the gun, the body of the Dark Zodiac immediately disintegrated, and it became a mysterious dark verse, floating on all sides.

Soul vortex!

Hung Yi’s slight glimpse, the huge whirlpool descended on the oasis lake, and the dark essays that escaped from all sides were sucked up, but these dark verses were very powerful, and the soul whirlpool actually absorbed some live.

Vacuum big hand print!

In the face of such a situation, Hong Yi's vacuum handprint was violently sacrificed, and the nine-lighting light broke out. The Vatican sings the golden light to freeze the void, and freezes these dark verses only once, then grabs them in the hands and condenses them into a giant **** of a full-scale size in the air.

This **** thought appeared on the empty space, nothing, the dark brilliance seems completely introverted, revealing a crystal essence.

At the same time, this **** read the light, and the inside of it kept coming, rumbling, rumbling, like the sound of thunder, the crystal clear **** of an acre size ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ seems to be a small Thunder world!

Vaguely, many things are looming in this mind.

This is the pure eight robbery!

A powerful eight-robbery!

The dark Emperor who just saw it seems to have disappeared, and it seems that it has not appeared.

"Leizhen destroys the gods!" The Zen silver yarn is a five-finger move. A thunder and a large net flies in the distance, flying from the sand, and the auspicious day of the clothes is over.

"Silver yarn! Don't move! This is not a matter of auspicious days. It is the memory left by the secret Emperor. This is a mystery. I already knew that there are still thoughts left in this thought. I always thought about taking it. I am born again. My body is the body of Wu Sheng. After the birth of the rebirth, I can learn the blood from the thoughts of the gods and re-emerge several times. The most mysterious, darkest and most vicious in the books of the Great Zen Temple. Xuan Tian's rebirth method can transform the body of Wu Sheng into a god, but today it is stepping on the nail!"

Hong Yi looked at the pure eight-robbery of the memory of the disappearing Dark Emperor in the sky. He couldn’t help but say, “If this memory of the gods is not doing anything, then it’s beyond my calculations. There is only one god, if there are more than one hundred, or there is a complete memory of the Dark Emperor, then it’s really hard to take me away today.” “But now this eight robbers, Can be my main god. As the soul of the conflict between the dark mandala and the light mandala."

When Hong Yi’s soul moved, all the thoughts flew out and revolved around the eight-robbery.