Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 117 is not dead

Just after the seven Buddhas and nine roads were still arrogant, but as soon as the long hair appeared, they immediately became incomprehensible. In addition to the hand-held whip, the purple-browed ancestors did not move, and the seven Buddhas immediately sang a buddha, and the treasure wheel suspended behind the mind of the Buddha swayed a thick bronze halo, firmly guarded by the chest of the purple-browed ancestors.

The other six Buddhas were pressed on the back of the Buddha, and the Buddhas of the seven Buddhas were coherent. The light emitted by the Baolun suddenly surged a hundred times, and the whole Liangzhu was enveloped by the bronze light.

The eight ancestors were screaming in unison, and they swayed into the sky above the Liangzhu, standing in accordance with the direction of the Eight Diagrams. They pulled out a long sword with a cold and sturdy scorpion, and the eight-handed sword swayed from the top of the hand. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant sword with eight handles and a hundred miles away. The light of the sun, the moon and the stars are inhaled by the long sword. There are innumerable twists and turns of the sword at the front of the sword. There is only a loud noise, and the 16-sword Jianguang is sprayed out from the sword front, following a mysterious and mysterious The trajectory circled around the purple eyebrows.

The long hair was first smashed and the cyan halo released by the seven Buddhas hit a blow. The halo smashed, the treasure wheel was shaken and the sky was like a frightened long snake, but it was twisted. The tip of the silk still stabbed the heart of the purple-browed ancestor.

When it was said that the time was sixteen times, Jianguang silently tore the void, and slashed nine times around the purple eyebrows. I only listened to the intensive cracks, and the hair was torn and shattered by the sword. I exclaimed from the dozens of feet behind the purple eyebrows. A twisted black shadow flashed, and the face was pale with a light cyan color. Thousands of thousands of women who had taken all their energy out of the air came out of nowhere.

Thousands of heads had a transparent sword mark on the chest. Just a sword pierced his chest and gave him a very heavy injury. But the broken-off is not dead, his wounds are squirming rapidly, and countless granules grow rapidly. Not so long, a large wound has recovered. It’s just that the face of a thousand heads has become more and more ugly, even a little translucent. It is.

The purple-browed ancestor waved and beat the whip, and took a yellow light and headed down to the thousand. The whip was pulled out, and the Pangu world was shaken for a while. The people who witnessed this whip seemed to have seen countless sun, moon and stars, boundless breeze, countless mountains and rivers, and countless flowers and plants. Like the fight with the whip, it hit a thousand.

The six heavenly emperors of Tianting have already determined that the attack of the **** whip can lead to the power of heaven. The easy blow of Zimei Daozu is now twice as strong as his best effort to drive Hong Meng Zhibao. It’s so sensational that the purple eyebrows and the ancestors are in a realm of the same way, and they can double their lethality with one stroke.

At least the least, if he now uses the whiplash to deal with the eighteen saints of the Emperor and the Holy League, he is afraid that he will not be able to harden the attack of the purple eyebrows. The power of this whipping is enough to completely annihilate the body of a powerful power, and even the soul may be hit hard.

In the palace, many of the sages who witnessed this whip were exclaimed at the same time, and the thousand heads that were first hit by this whip were even scared and shouted: "Good means, hey, how are you today?" Can't let you seal all the gods' books... Spirit, what are you waiting for?"

A silver-colored aura suddenly appeared on the top of a thousand heads, and the power of the purple-browed ancestor was slashed, and it was hit **** the top of this silver light. It is a figure of silver and white, which is made of mercury. His body is not clean and smooth, and he can be used as a mirror. After hitting the whip, his body slammed into a myriad of green bean-sized silver juice splashing around, but just flew less than a hundred feet away, these tiny silver liquid beads quickly flew back.

With the sound of ‘飕飕’ breaking through the air, these tiny silver liquid beads quickly merged into one, re-invented into the strange human figure of the coffin.

The purple-browed ancestor took up the whip, and he took a sigh of cold air and whispered: "Break the spirits? You, shouldn't you be suppressed in the violent thunder?"

Thousands of ‘嗤嗤’ laughed, and he shook his head gently, and countless slender hair volleys floated behind his head, like countless snakes squirming behind his head. He screamed and said: "That is naturally I ran to release him. Hey, I can't think of this world is not without the power to fight back. Who was the last time I almost completely annihilated my body, almost let me Going back to the **** sorrowful soul?"

The Seven Buddhas and nine cautiously looked at the thousand heads and the coffins, and no one answered the questions of the thousand. They naturally wouldn’t tell thousands that it’s very likely that Pangu personally shot and flew him. Anyway, it’s not the seven Buddhas and nine shots. They are too lazy to respond to any problems.

Thousands of squints stared at the Seven Buddhas and nine stalks. He greedily licked his lips and whispered: "The more sweet and fleshy flesh. You are weak, but you have your own strengths. Hey, wait for me. It is a wonderful thing to devour your flesh, **** the souls of the slayers, destroy this **** little world, and then use your spirit as a collectible!"

The seven Buddhas released the Baolun to protect the whole body, and did not dare to have the slightest scorn. Seven of them and a thousand of them had fought a round in chaos, but they ate a big loss. Just seven people joined forces to release the treasure wheel to protect the purple-browed ancestor, and was actually defeated by a thousand heads with a hair. The strength of the thousand heads seems to have been improved a little, and they are even more afraid of them.

Eight Taoist ancestors kept the gossip position and hosted the sword array wholeheartedly. Sixteen swords traverse the void, and they can make a fatal blow to thousands and the coffin at any time. But the eight ancestors also know that the deadly blows are not useful for these broken-offs. They can only continue to inflict heavy blows on these broken-offs, constantly weakening their vitality, and then suppressing them again.

The faces of the Taoist priests are a bit complicated. The release of thousands of ancestors is only one of the many tactics of the Taoist priests. They just want to use thousands of threats to the Buddha, and at the same time threaten the emperor to give in. To be honest, if it is only a thousand people, the Taoists have the confidence to re-seal him. After all, the strength of the nine ancestors is not the chaotic demon in the chaos of the past. Even if Pangu, which led many chaotic devils and broken-offers, was far less powerful than any other Taoist priest.

However, thousands of people have actually released the same suppressed coffin, which is a bit of a headache. This guy of Lingbi is completely undead leather candy. When he is facing the battle, his degree of difficulty is far more than a thousand and a phantom.

Of course, thousands of heads and spirits that have not recovered, even if they join hands, the nine ancestors can easily suppress them with the help of the complete Pangu world. However, it was not the time when thousands of people came. He and the coffin actually came here when the gods had not been completely completed. This was a little troublesome. Under the threat of two devotees, the nine ancestors did not dare to concentrate on the priesthood.

The seven Buddhas have the strength to withstand the attack of two broken-offers, but trust their own security to the seven old thieves? The Taoists are not stupid enough to that point. If they really use all their energy to cover the priesthood, relying on the seven Buddhas to protect themselves, I am afraid that thousands of heads and spirits can easily smash the seven Buddhas, and then take the opportunity to engulf their own brothers and nine.

All the attention of the Seven Buddhas and the Nine Ways were placed on the thousand heads and the coffin. The power of the door and the Buddha's powers in the field also condensed all their hearts on these two dangerous and terrible enemies. The power of the two doors has prepared the magic weapon with the strongest defense power, and the magic weapon with the strongest killing power is also in the hands. As long as the teacher's commander is ordered, the presence of Buddhism and Daomen in the field, and the power of thousands of Mingdao can make a thousand squads and spirits.

All the people present, only the big blessings and the guards of the sorcerer’s eyes, their attention is not here.

Thousands of heads and spirits sneered sneer, their laughter was hoarse, chilly and bitter, so that many Buddhism and Daomen were able to be stunned. Just as everyone's attention was drawn to them, a tiny water mark was quickly slamming on the ground.

It is tens of thousands of times smaller than the hair, but the length is extremely amazing. The black water mark is fast flowing, and it quickly reaches below the body of a Buddha. This water mark is like a poisonous snake, and it is as fast as a lightning bolt, and it stabbed into the tail of the world. The extremely long water marks instantly broke into the body of this world. This world's body was stiff and his face changed. The lotus-shaped Buddha's seal in the scorpion was slightly stagnation, and then he returned to normal.

Two water marks flowed from the feet of this world, and quickly spread to the Buddhas on both sides. In just a few breaths, there are seven world-class, sixty-three ancient Buddhas, and thirty-eight Buddhas invaded by water marks.

The water mark seems to be a bit smug, and the water mark that it splits is actually stabbing straight toward the big blessing.

The black water marks are like a cobra, and the scorpion spurs the tail vertebrae of the big B. The face of the thief’s eyebrows’ eyes was changed. The face of the big blessinger changed, and he pressed his palm to the bottom. I only listened to the bang of the ‘Dang 啷’, and the golden radiance near the tail vertebrae of the big sage was like a rocket taking off. The strong impact force rushed the big sage to a few dozen feet.

The big B-Secret's tail vertebrae pain is like a Thunder bombardment, but the water mark is also a stunned person who can't pierce the body of a strong B-body. The big blessed man screamed in the sky: "Why is the villain so shameless? Actually... actually playing the place of Buddha?"

At the same time, the Seven Buddhas and nine roads came back and saw the black water mark that was fleeting.

The faces of the seven Buddhas suddenly changed, and they screamed at the same time: "Fantasy, shameless villain, how many disciples have you harmed us?"

Thousands of heads and coffins were simultaneously turned into a gust of wind, and only they laughed and laughter continued to come.

"Don't die... Oh, never end... Your world, you must be shattered!"

"A quietly waiting, waiting for the day when the soul flies!"