v6 Chapter 1660： True spirit

The first thousand six hundred and sixty chapters of the true spirit

However, in a twinkling of an eye, Jin Yi will pick it up again. His face has a cruel smile: "Toasting does not eat and drink fine wine, but dare to let go of the deity. Just now is just warming up. Now I am Let you see, the gap between Dong Xuan and the clutch."

His voice was very cold, and then, with one hand, a dazzling golden mang, wrapped his body, completely smashed the entire figure, golden mist, if there is a life-like surge, from There was a skyrocketing outburst inside.

"Hey."

As the noisy sound is heard into the ear, the demon gas also begins to change, hovering and flying, inhaling the surrounding heaven and earth, it looks no longer a dead thing, but seems to have life as well.

"The spirit of the true spirit."

Lin Xuan whispered to himself, and Feng Xiu mentioned it in the nine days. If he cultivated to a very deep place, he could use the great supernatural power of the King of Birds, but there is a premise that the mana of the body is temporarily transformed into true. Spiritual gas.

Unfortunately, the practice of Lin Xuan’s hand is incomplete. The Xuanfeng Fairy was only a clutch period. The nine-day phoenix dance was only nine layers. The description of the true spirit is just speculation, but the general direction should be It is true.

Of course, the Jinyi in front of the eyes, even if it became the cultivator of the sacred period, is still far behind the true spirit. This so-called true spirit is not only thin, but also simply impure.

Painting tigers is not a counter-dog!

However, even so, it is still not dare to ignore.

Soon Jin Mang dissipated, such as the flow of volcanic flow to his body, mixed with the fog, condensed into a golden armor at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The surface is uneven and extremely similar. It looks very similar to the cockroach. There is a layer of golden enamel between the fingers. It is not so much a armor as it is a layer of sable skin.

His eyes have also turned into silvery white, and there is no expression at all.

"You can go to die."

The voice did not fall, and his figure flashed, and it turned into four. The nearby shadows rose, and the four of them rushed toward them.

Everyone's movements are different, but regardless of the momentum or expression, they are all at the extreme, and they can't tell the difference between true and false.

Four people are stunned, so strange spells, is it a phantom or an incarnation?

The silk screen Yilan and the old monk are all stunned. The Mingquan fairy is even more powerful. The prohibition of this woman is not complicated. It has been lifted at this moment, but the four people join hands. Their odds are still very embarrassing. The enemy is too Strong.

Only Lin Xuan did not reveal the color of panic. In the past two hundred years, he did not waste anything. Seeing that the gods could not distinguish the other side’s behavior, Lin Xuan’s eyes were not flustered, and the colorful glass in the depths of the bottom. The eyelids are also lit up.

Tianfeng gods!

In addition, the Buddha's celestial eye-passing, the fusion of the two secrets, was carried out by him.

"Master, hide!"

Lin Xuan’s eyes are big, and it’s expected that it’s true. The other’s display is not a mystery of the body’s incarnation, but a phantom similar to the blind eye.

The golden meaning of the three people is nothing but a virtual shadow. Only one is true.

Lin Xuan sounded the police at the same time, the hands were not idle, the landscape fan was lifted high, then the squatting down toward the bottom, suddenly, like the sky, the galaxy, a large river emerged from the top of the head, then the river Condensed, dense ice cones appear in the line of sight, at least 100,000, like a storm, like a rush.

"Amitabha."

I was reminded by Lin Xuan that the expression of Master Jin Hao was extremely faint, and the fingers popped up one after another. A grain of buddha blasted toward the front, and the Buddha's light flowed, and instantly became the size of the skull, and the cockroaches fell toward the other side.

Look at that momentum, far more powerful than what is like Leizhu.

However, Jin Yi did not hide, and the five fingers clenched and slammed into the front.

Hey!

The earth-shattering sound of the cracking sound was transmitted to the ear, and the boxing wind and the Buddha beads slammed together. A thousand acres of smoke clouds vacated, and Jin Yi slammed into it like this, and Lin Xuan’s attack followed. A shield flew out of the cloud of smoke, and it turned into a light curtain in front of it.

The treasure is still the original treasure of Jinyi. However, the power of his promotion is very different. The magical power of the imitation Lingbao is not the same. The ice cone can't be used for common sense, and the number is so much. However, the shield is still blocked.

Jin Yi’s declining momentum has not diminished. The next moment has already come to the front of the monk. The two are separated, but only a few feet. Jin Yi’s face is full of ridicule.

However, at this time, the front space fluctuated together, and the ancient demon appeared from the inside.

Teleport?

No, it’s faster, it should be some space-like spell.

In the face of the cave Xuan period, the gap between the realm, the ancient magic instinct feels a little fear, but under the urging of the master, and madness, the creaking sound is heard into the ear, around his body, the devil The fog swelled, and then a low-pitched, two arms swayed.

Suddenly, the sound of the smashing of the "嗤嗤" was made, and countless black claws burst out of the air. In an instant, Jinyi was covered in it.

"court death!"

Jin Yi was furious and did not hide. A pair of golden fists went straight up and slammed out, and the fist shadows appeared, densely packed. The next moment, they collided with the claws.

The smashing sound like a fried bean is coming into the ear, and the claws look like a huge force, but they are defeated. It is not an enemy of the boxing.

But the ancient devil did not retreat, a big drink, his two arms overlap, and then merged together, a giant claw that was several times larger appeared in the line of sight.

He grabbed the head of Jin Yi.

Jin Yi’s face showed an impatient color, and the creaking sound was heard in the ear. His right hand suddenly increased, and the muscles were knotted. At first glance, it was full of explosive power.

A punch banged up to the giant claws.

The turbulent winds rolled over, and the screams of earth-shattering rushed into the ears, and the claws were beaten and broken like a smashing smash, and then Jin Yi punched his chest.

"Hey!"

The ancient devil's chest was directly opened with a dyed sauce shop, and it was worn out. The black blood flowed out, full of stench, Jin Yi did not stop, the body rushed forward, and the arm ribbed the head of the ancient demon. Drinking, golden light, actually turned the head of this demon to the hard life.

Compared with the monk, the ancient devil's vitality is tenacious, but if he loses his head, he naturally cannot live, and he will fall to the bottom.

Jin Yi’s face showed a smirk of color, and the old monk continued to make strides.