Yang God

"Fang Xiandao's purple thunder fire yao? This thing is very powerful, isn't the refining method long lost? How is it? What is the explosion of the sword?" Hong Yi heard the dialogue, they know that these people are To assassinate the innocent life of his father Hong Xuanji, the leader of the vacuum cult leader.

At the same time, he also understood what these priests should use to deal with Hong Xuanji, is the purple thunder fire yao of Fang Xiandao.

The strength of Fangxiandao is alchemy. At the same time, it also smelts saltpeter, sulphur, charcoal and other things in the Dan furnace, and refines it into a variety of fire yao.

The fire yao of Fangxiandao refining is not the fire yao of general fireworks and firecrackers. It has great power and can be used for mountain quarrying, Dagan dynasty to open copper mines, silver mines, gold mines and other mines.

The most powerful fire yao is the "purple fire yao", the powder is purple and the color is gorgeous.

This kind of purple thunder fire yao, as long as the fist is a big group, you can blow up a house.

However, this kind of fire yao is also very small, and it is very dangerous when refining. When many Taoist priests refine, the fire can't control it, the Dan furnace explodes, and the halls are all blown up and annihilated.

This is also the reason why many Taoist alchemists are not present, looking for a few boys to see the fire. Avoid the explosion of the Dan furnace and kill yourself.

In the fierce explosion of the fire yao, the glare of fire and the turbulence of the wind, not to mention the human body, is that the yin **** is also to be blown away. There is no reason to survive.

Moreover, when Hong Yi read the Taoist classics, it was clearly stated that the secret recipe of the purple thunder fire yao has been lost. Moreover, there is such a thing, there is a dry day, and the imperial court also prohibits the Taoist refining of Fang Xiandao. No one in Fangxiandao risked death and refining such dangerous things.

"The palm of the hand gave the 'Explosion of the God of the sword', the rune above the sword is written by Fang Xiandao's secret purple yao yao, was taught with a great magical power, penetrated the power of the stone, written on the sword... ..."

Hong Yizu chewed a few words of the Taoist, and gradually realized in his heart what kind of thing the ‘explosive **** is a sword’.

Among the Taoist priests, there are gods and gods, and the autocratic demon, in which the gods and sacred tactics are not lightning in the wind, but the fire yao bursting,

Taoist Taoist Taoist priests, using fire yao as ink, writing on paper, writing all over the body, penetrating the pen tip, driving the powder, all penetrating the paper, then Lei Fucheng.

After Lei Fucheng, when using the time to read the hair, it is like a firecracker, can make a blasting fire, causing great damage to the Yin God.

"The power of Lei Fu is three, the gold jade is the most, the wood is the second, and the paper is second."

Hong Yi remembered the simple description of Lei Fu in the Tao.

These "Tao Yan Shen Fu Jian" in the mouth of the Taoist priests must be a kind of Lei Fu, but since it is a sword, it is a gold stone material, the power is especially huge, can not be underestimated, non-human can compete.

Just as Hong Yi turned to the thoughts, several Taoist priests had already split their actions. Four of the Taoist priests quickly turned up, and the high Houfu wall, the hands were all up, and there was no sound at all, compared to the cat on the tree. Still agile three points.

The four Taoist priests quickly approached the Fufu Zhengfu, stopped at the periphery, no longer approached, and dangerously avoided the inspiration of Hong Xuanji and lurked.

"These four people are masters!"

Hong Yi immediately saw it.

There were five priests present, and when the four priests approached the main government, the other priest closed his eyes and sat quietly in the corner, quietly running the soul.

About a fragrant time, suddenly, in the middle of the house suddenly the torch lit, the armor vibrated, the long knife came out of the sheath, and the machine pulled open.

"A good Wu Wenhou is really powerful. Actually, the spirit is so powerful. I just found them and can't wait any longer."

The Taoist who closed his eyes and sat quietly opened his eyes and said to himself, the whole body collapsed and closed his eyes.

Hey!

A dragon-like voice seemed to come from the void, and Hong Yi saw it. A short sword beside the Taoist priest suddenly appeared, and the purple light flashed.

This sword is shorter than the dagger and cannot be used to kill the enemy. But the sword is full of purple characters.

These purple characters are like carved, raised on the sword, but they can't recognize what it is, like a blossoming flame.

Hong Yi saw clearly that when the sword flew up, a figure appeared on the top of the Taoist priest, and the sword was caught in the figure.

This figure catches the sword, flying in the air, making a sword, and rushing to the main house, it seems to be a flying fairy.

The Taoist's body is still sitting on the ground. This figure of the sword is his soul, so he can fly in the sky. The soul has reached the realm of the drive!

"Fast! It's as fast as chasing horses!"

Hong Yi saw the spirit of this Taoist priest picking up the sword. When he flew away, the speed was not as strong as the strong bow, and the arrow that was shot by the disease, but like the running horse, Hong Yi thought, his soul is far from impossible. It's so fast.

The spirit of the other party is very strong.

"Ok?"

Just as this Taoist **** was flying to the Zhengzheng, he suddenly stopped in the air and looked at Hong Yi.

Four eyes are opposite!

"Oops! How I forgot, the other side is out of the shell and can see me."

Hong Yi saw the vision of this Taoist, and his heart was shocked.

"Humph!"

The Taoist snorted and waved his hand.

Suddenly, Hong Yi only felt the light in front of him, a golden light, and a golden light, a golden armor appeared in his hand, and he took a golden axe in his hand, and the **** of the gods and gods would be arrogant and rushing toward himself. The axe hits his head.

Axe in the middle.

Hung Yi felt that his body was almost smashed and his soul was scattered.

"Liu Ding Liujia? Yaksha King!"

In an instant, Hong Yi also thought of a night-time king, and rushed toward the Taoist.

At this moment, he already knows that this golden armor is the **** of the gods. It is the **** of the "Ding Jiaguan thoughts" of Daomen. Like the Yaksha King, when the spirit is right, you can think of it~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Damage the enemy's soul.

These two thoughts were very fast. When Hong Yi was smashed by Dingjia, the Taoist priest also smashed the Yaksha Wang.

However, although the Taoist priests had a fork, but it was not like Hong Yi, the soul was smashed, but the body swayed slightly, and another wave of hands, a Dingjia **** appeared again, and the Yashawang smashed.

The priest's spirit is too strong, although it is stabbed by the Yaksha King, but it is not too heavy.

Hung Yi "seen" his body was smashed, knowing that this spread, it really flies away, but fortunately he also has experience, suddenly, thinking, and entering the realm of the past, into the void, the past.

In an instant, the body that had been like a smoke, immediately gathered, and the spirit was strong.

"Night King!"

Hong Yi’s view of the past is the Amitabha, the soul gathers, the thought turns, and another Yaksha king appears, fluttering to the Taoist priests, one fork in the heart of the other.

"The soul is recovering so fast? How is it possible! Impossible!"

The Taoist priest was forked, and the soul immediately landed on the ground. While holding his chest, he waved his hand and looked at the Dingjia gods and shattered the Yashawang.

"go with."

The **** summoned by the Taoist priest will smash the Yaksha King, and with a finger, God will jump to the front of Hong Yi, and it will be an axe to disperse Hong Yi.

However, when Hong Yi was scattered, he immediately condensed, and then the night-wing king of the view appeared out of thin air, flying over and forked to the Taoist.

The Taoist was shocked!

This is like a match between two people. You cut me a knife, I cut you a knife, but after one of them is cut, the wound will heal immediately.

The spirit of the Taoist is stronger than Hong Yi, but it can not withstand such consumption!