The ancient cultivation of Jingzhe broke out.

Innate mana pours out and distorts the sky.

The dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, turning this area into a thunder prison.

"Today I'll kill the devil with thunder!"

"Seventy two thunder!"

Boom boom!

The explosion shocked thousands of miles.

Thousands of thunder, such as the dragon, bombard and down, instantly stung.

Yimu God thunder, Guishui God thunder, extinction God thunder, breaking the sky god thunder... All kinds of Thunder have different colors, tearing the void, shaking heaven and earth, and reflecting heaven and earth in a panic and terror.

Jingzhefeng's face changed dramatically: "this is Tianxin Wenlei Jue. There are 72 kinds of changes. Because of the long time and the loss of many scriptures, I only know 51 kinds of changes. Ye huanling is in danger."

Ye Huiling calmly: "don't look down on me."

"Great darkness!"

Whoo!

The night wind roars.

The light faded and the world was silent.

Darkness spreads like fog, dissolving all ferocity and eliminating all powers.

This magic power is the top of the magic way. Ye huanling has been practicing for many years, and has been taught by the devil king. Even thunder can absorb it.

"What

Stung Gu Xiu was shocked.

A thousand thunders can't split the darkness.

"Thunder sword!" Jingzhecuo reveals his spiritual treasure and wants to kill with a flying sword.

"Strange and strange!"

Ye Huiling smiles.

There are thousands of beautiful women in the sky.

I can't see my real body at all.

Jingzhaguxiu waved a thunder sword, killed dozens of incarnations, and was tired of running: "cunning devil, force me to sacrifice my Dharma prime minister, Thunder Dragon in the cloud."

The eyes and brows open.

Innate mana is like a torrent, condensing 20000 Zhang Dharma phase.

It's a Thunder Dragon. It's full of teeth and claws. It's full of arrogance. It's surrounded by dark clouds. With a sweep of the thunder tail, it directly crush thousands of phantoms.

"Don't I have a Dharma face?"

Ye huanling hummed coldly.

As soon as the eye of heaven opens, the seven colors flow.

Pour out the innate mana. It's amazing, but it doesn't have any Dharma appearance.

The spectators were dumbfounded: "where's the Dharma Prime Minister? Why don't you call it out? Do you think the virtual phase is too weak? "

Whoops——

Suddenly I heard a cry of sadness.

Lei Jiao FA Xiang suffered a heavy blow.

The scales of the Dragon fall, the dragon and the dragon are torn, and the blood is blazing in the sky.

Stung Gu Xiu suffered a heavy blow, his eyebrows and eyes bleeding: "what happened, why did I lose?"

His eyes narrowed.

"Four seasons

Whew!

Blue Mana gushes out.

A green gold mirror is formed.

The back of the sculpture is a picture of the rotation of the four seasons and the natural interaction.

As soon as you look in the mirror, you will burst out four colors of light, covering a hundred thousand li, and there is no escape.

In the void, there is a colorful Phoenix with a wingspan of 60000 feet. It is noble, fierce and unstoppable. Its feathers are like crystal. It can only change color, so it is always invisible.

"Annoying

Ye Xuanling's mouth turned

"The private hand exposed my phantom shenhuang."

This is her trump card, silent, most suitable for sneak attack, now exposed, of course not happy.

"How is it possible?" he said

"Nothing is impossible."

Ye Huiling took in the Dharma and returned to the team.

She was originally a semi holy person with extraordinary talent. She had been studying in Shenmo village for 12 years and was familiar with the classics of various holy places. Only in this way could she create a Dharma image of 60000 Zhang.

The chief of the peaks was very excited.

After fighting for five occasions, we finally won one game.

Hua Haitang leaped out: "Wei Shanhu's bearing is amazing. As soon as the light of the sword blows, he bursts out innate magic power, distorts the wind and cloud of 50000 Li, and turns it into a killing field.

The bright green light reflects the abundance of spring; The red light is burning, the summer is surging, and the yellow light is cold, revealing the loneliness of autumn; The white light is clear, showing the despair of winter.

With this sword alone, the four seasons will be integrated and the scenery of rivers and mountains will be created.

Yu Chenzi was shocked and said: "it turns out that this is the power of the four seasons. The mystery of spring, summer, autumn and winter is gathering in one sword. It vaguely touches the change of time. In an instant, it takes people's lives. Cloud poetry rain is dangerous."

But Yun Shiyu said with a smile, "I didn't even touch the time Avenue. It's far from my husband. It's not worth mentioning."

"The music of killing!"

Keng!

The blue gold string sword comes out of its sheath.

This is the nine orifices Lingbao specially made by Jianxiong, which is integrated with Shenjin.

All of a sudden, the sound of sonorous vertical and horizontal, clank iron, weapons collision, like a million troops fighting, unstoppable, killing supreme. What four seasons prosperous, picturesque mountains and rivers, all burned.

"What

The audience was shocked.

This is the only thing that beats Wei Shanhu.

"No way. My accomplishments are two levels higher than yours."

Yun Shiyu said with a smile, "my husband's counter attack is more than enough for three times, but I'm counter attack for two times

"Yesterday's lament!"

Whew!

With a sword.

Singing together is invisible and fatal.

The voice of grief and heartbreak, such as resentment, such as admiration, such as crying, such as complaint, all pervasive, straight to the heart, Wei Shanhu's innate power began to collapse.

Her Kendo was deeply influenced by Qin Li. Later, Jianxiong knew that with the help of the old man who played the zither in Shenmo village, she completely went out of her own way. She was different and first-class.

"I won!"

Yun Shiyu put the sword into the sheath and touched it until it was finished.

"No, I haven't lost yet!" Wei Shanhu sword sound into the body, seven orifices bleeding.

Mo Yao can't help shaking his head: "you are too much, inferior to the same level, sister Yun doesn't even have a Dharma phase?"

"It's said that I didn't lose!"

Wei Shanhu was so angry that he sacrificed a piece of blue holy paper.

It turned out to be a holy relic with the word "spring". Once it was sacrificed, Saint Wilbur was shocked.

Bai Ruyun's face changed dramatically: "you cheat and use holy relics."

"Normal means only!"

Mu A and B sneer and connive.

"The sad sound of Qin Yin Jian!" Yun Shiyu directly offered sacrifices to FA Xiang and wanted to kill him.

"Beyond our capacity, this is the handwriting of the holy king of nature!" Wei shanhusen gave a cold smile and raised his hand to throw it out.

A piece of paper falls down like a thousand mountains, gathering a season of splendor. It's incredibly heavy. The space collapses layer upon layer, and the friars around are overwhelmed. And the 60000 Zhang Fa Xiang that bears the brunt of this is crushed every inch.

"Poof"

Yun Shiyu vomited blood on the spot and almost fell into a coma.

Even if Yin and Yang live together, they can't bear the damage of the complete destruction of Dharma. If it wasn't for Yun Shiyu's divine material, he would die on the spot.

"You are going to kill people!" Mo Yao was angry in his heart and caught the cloud poem rain falling into the sky. His voice was resentful: "at least they are all fellow monks. You should die. Don't you really give us a way to live?"

"I didn't help for a while."

Wei Shanhu sneered and said:

"In a word, we won. You should be honest as the outside door."

Nan Jianzi and others were angry: "it's not as good as bullshit. It's inexplicable that it's you who lost. We don't agree to stand up and kill people with holy relics."

"Oh

Wei Shanhu raised his hand.

Holy power is like a sword, covering the whole audience, and ghosts and gods will tremble.

Nanjianzi, yuchenzi, Su Qingxue, ye huanling... All of today's cultivation suffered heavy damage, all of them were damaged within five years, and they vomited blood on the spot.

Wei Shanhu hummed coldly: "I don't know where you guys come from? At that time, we followed the holy king and fought in the north and south. This piece of family property belongs to us. "

Zhao Tianyu looked at the injured people, trembling: "fart, when Vientiane holy land was pressing, where were you? If ye Zhangjiao hadn't taken all of them by himself, Daoism would have been extinct. Where could you be proud of yourself? "

"Just Nirvana

Wei Shanhu raises his hand to take a picture.

Hold Zhao Tianyu's neck with one hand.

His fingers were going to go into his throat, as if to pinch his throat.

"Say, where is Qin Li? If I can't answer, I'll kill you."

Zhao Tianyu's pretty face was purplish red and full of pain: "why... Do you want to aim at... My husband..."

"Because he learned the supreme skill, it's not something he can get." Wei Shanhu said coldly: "he must be hiding somewhere to watch. If you let him out, I'll let you go."

"I don't know!"

Zhao Tianyu is very tough.

Wei Shanhu showed a trace of ridicule.

Yin Xie glanced at Zhao Tianyu's proud figure and exclaimed:

"Qin Li, if you don't come out again, I'll take off your wife's clothes and show them to the public. At that time, all the friars will be able to see the jade body of the flower fairy."

He said.

He had a big hand.

You're going to commit an act of brutality.

Critical moment.

Whew!

Far away.

The Big Dipper starlight came.

In a flash, across thousands of miles.

Before Wei Shanhu could react, his dirty hands were shot.

"I'm tired of it!"

Qin Li holds the Tiangang palace in his hand and is full of murders.