Yang God

"The Great Mandala of the Great Zen Temple is a enchantment! The Dark Mandala of the Xuantian Pavilion is a enchantment! You are the two most supernatural masters." But your Taoism is four times. The realm of robbery, although the world of life is strong, how can it trap my thoughts?"

The yellow-shirted teenager was shocked first, then smiled coldly and raised his hand. The group on the top of the head was violently violently smashed into a volley of palms formed by lightning. To nourish and nourish. Between the lightning flashes, there is a feeling of numbness everywhere.

"The gods take Dafa? Yours is also the hand, and my hand is also. See how our Tao works."

Hong Yi saw that the yellow-shirted teenager used the "life-saving thundercloud" to display the "God's Dafa". He couldn't help but smile again. The nine-fold aperture appeared in the back, and the "vacuum big handprint" burst.

The same is a big hand, the vacuum big handprint this out, immediately Jinguang Fan sings, the space freezes all the vitality swept away, the thunder is silent, it seems that time stops.

boom!

Two and two collided together, the palm of the "God took Dafa". Suddenly it exploded into a group of "throwning thunderclouds". At the same time, the clothes of the Huangshan teenager sitting on the ground with his knees were also suddenly moving.

"Vacuum big hand print!"

"Yes, it is the vacuum handprint." Hong Yi said with his hands on his back: "I don't know which of you is a predecessor of God. Although you are a master of infinite robbery, you are powerful. But I rely on this hand. The vacuum handprint is also enough to match the silver yarn."

Huang Shan’s teenager heard Hong Yi’s flowers, his eyes became more intense, but he did not speak. Just staring at the nine-fold aperture behind Hong Yi’s head, and the center of the aperture, it’s looming, like incense, like the immortal **** of light smoke.

The vacuum handprint is the first technique of the Great Zen Temple. Hong Yi is now a big success. Although it did not reach the realm of the great emperor Yang Pan, it was also very powerful.

In the Jingyuan Temple Pope, Da Zhou Taizu, these six robbers master, super giants in front of the vacuum big hand prints do not play any role. However, against the youngsters of Huangshan, they received a prestige.

The gods of the Jingyuan Temple, Tai Zhou Taizu, these people are too fierce. In the annals of history, the glory of the dynasty, the protagonist of the series, even when the vacuum handprints in front of them also lost any aura.

The gods cannot hide their fierceness.

It’s not that the Tao is not very powerful. It’s really too fierce.

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"The vacuum handprint is powerful, but it is not its own cultivation. It is necessary to survive the thunder and robbery in the heavens and the earth. To achieve the sun, we must rely on our own will."

The yellow-shirted juvenile stood up from the ground, and constantly had thoughts rushing out from a big hole in the top of the head, blending into the "throwning thundercloud" on the top of the head.

This group of a few squares of the "life thundercloud" continued to expand, gradually expanding, and gradually rose to a few dozen feet of high-altitude species, there are a few squares of the size of the temple, black pressure, a Thunderbolt flashing in it, The powerful upgrades rushed out of it, and Hong Yi even saw a group of vitality pouring into the trees. The trees in the yard glowed with a more vivid luster, and the flowers were violently open for a while. The flowers of the group are clustered together, and the whole yard becomes the ocean of flowers and the world of flowers.

Hong Yi even felt that those flowers and trees were nourished by this powerful vitality, and almost produced their own intelligence.

This kind of vitality is overwhelming, and I am surprised by Hong Yi.

There are three or four thousand fist-sized five-thousand thunderstorm thoughts, all of which have poured into: Thundercloud: Among them, the violent explosions, the electric eaves, the electric snake, and the thunder dragons walked around.

Finally, in this thundercloud, a fist-sized orb has gradually emerged.

As soon as this treasure appeared, Hong Yi suddenly felt a huge pressure. The entire environment suddenly changed, and the four sides of the illusion were full of sounds. The sound of tears sounded, and then numerous large and small spheres changed.

It seems that when the thunder is over!

"Shentian relic!"

Hong Yi's eyes flickered, and the red light of the gods in the eyebrows flashed, and I saw the treasure in the "Thundercloud".

This is the pressure box of the gods, "Shentian relic", born from the "life and thundercloud". Once you practice "Shentian Relic", you can exert great power and even get rid of thunder!

For example, this yellow-shirted boy has spent five raids, and he can turn the "Shentian relic" into a circle of five thunders, and put people into it. Although it is not a real five-time robbery, its power is enough. It’s true!

If you close any big law, you will have a great illusion.

"Yes, it is Shi Tian relic, this is the Tao that I have been condensed for a hundred years. Since you can get the permission of the silver yarn, I want to live with me."

The yellow-shirted boy has always been in a tone of indifference. It seems that he is not born with any emotions, such as the icebergs in the sea, huge, floating, and cold.

"Shentian relics may not have got me. You have said that since I have not been able to match the silver yarn, I have to try my way. Now the earthquake relics are sacrificed. In this case, I will not keep my hands! ”

Hong Yi was a bit uncomfortable with the indifference in the tone of this yellow-shirt boy. In particular, he felt that the relationship between this yellow-shirt boy and silver yarn was not shallow, and he felt that there were some hidden dangers.

However, although it is uncomfortable, Hong Yi still maintains etiquette.

"Let's talk nonsense! You don't have the full strength, you don't necessarily get the shock of this shocking day." The yellow shirt boy is still a cold road, with a finger, suddenly, the thunderclouds are rolling toward Hong Yi oppression It’s down. Subsequently, the Zhentian relic broke out of infinite brilliance, one inch and one inch, directly oppressed. It’s awkward!

The high-rise treacherous relics under pressure, just dropped by an inch, and the beads above it shot a strange electric light, as thick as a bucket, violently covering Hong Yi.

In the place where the electric light was irradiated, the three-step land around Hongyi melted and turned into a group of light smoke and fly ash. Ascending to rise, it will fly directly.

At the same time, the strong shock is hidden in the electric light, which is the shock, the land under the foot of Hong Yi has become a blue smoke.

Even the "Fire Dan" can only melt sand and mud into magma, and this "shock relic" electric light can directly shake the sand and soil into blue smoke.

Hey!

On the far side of the crane, there is no physical body. A small jade bracelet seems to have sensed the bright electric light on the "Shentian relic". When it struggles, it breaks down.

Then huge pressure, the volley was suppressed.

what! He Wusheng gave a scream, his body was pressed to the ground, and pressed tightly to the ground. It seemed that there was an invisible big hand, pressing her on the ground, and burying her directly into the ground. Go in the mud.

With her mana and Taoism, she couldn’t move at all.

"Little Crane." At this time, Xie Tao suddenly appeared in the courtyard door, grabbed it in a lightning-like manner, and emitted a white light between the waves, forming a curved cover, resisting the top of the crane.

Bang!

A heavy pressure was directly pressed against the curved cover, and a white light curved cover gave a crack.

However, the crane did not immediately start to play, and was thanked by the Xie, and he was holding his chest.

"Shentian relic power is so great!" Zhentian relic is the secret of the gods ~ www.readwn.com ~ extraordinary. I can't get close to the center. It was really amazing. It was actually shot directly by the resounding light of Shuli. Is there still nothing? The light of my spiritual crane is only higher than that of the cave **** of the long moon. It is actually broken on the edge of the relic. . . . . . . . .

Xie Tao was directly out of the yard between talking, and surely, the pressure was greatly reduced.

These two men. . . . . . . The lord saved Han Xiaozi for a hundred years, and when he came out, he found Hong Yi, which would destroy the plan of the lord. The crane has no sighs.

Five thunders. A generation of lords, even if the **** machine can convince him in Taoism, can not let him completely obey. Xie Xiaoyao is far away.

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It was covered by the electric light of Zhentian relic, and Hong Yi was also very uncomfortable. The skin of one inch above the body was violently shocked, as if it would be crushed into powder and disintegrated immediately!

Every time Seri was pressed down by an inch, his body pressure increased tenfold.

The sand on the ground continued to turn into a light smoke, and the body gradually fell and fell into it.

Suddenly, Hong Yi’s eyebrows moved, and the eight-robbery **** flew fiercely and turned into a shimmering relic that directly hit the air.

At the same time, Hong Yi was light and enchanted, and it was easy to merge and merge, and it was sealed in the sky.

Just then, a sudden voice came over: "Hong Yi, don't."

The sound of formal zen silver yarn.