His clothes were fierce, his eyes were like gods, and his face was as heavy as the sea, and he looked fixedly at the strong man of the Tao floating in the distance, and smiled hideously.
The robes awakened the spell powerhouses above the ancient stars, but he pushed them to death.
Now that the 400,000 brothers have never returned, it is false for the Dharma to say that they are not sad.
Although the feeling was not very deep, the number of 400,000 stacked up also made the anger in his heart burn to a terrifying height.
"Send me to the Western Heavens, you also have to have this ability" The Taoist powerhouse smiled coldly, his hands crossed the circle of Taiji, and a huge Taiji gossip was born, directly cutting off the void here, and there was a terrible collapse in a radius of thousands of miles.
This place is a time and space of its own, and the purpose of that Daoist powerhouse doing this is obviously to fear the escape of the Dharma robe.
The priest sneered, he was not ready to run away in the first place.
Since the other party has laid out the formation, he also saves himself from arranging it again.
Billions of divine rays bloomed in his eyebrows, and a spell swirled and rushed out.
"Insect carving skills."
The strong man of the Dao did not bother to speak, and his big hand turned into a terrible wind, and strangled away at the Dharma robe.
The spell was good against the wind, but in a moment it turned into a majestic figure.
It was a middle-aged man in a white robe, he carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining, and the yin and yang in his eyes changed, and everything rose and fell.
His every move implies the truth of heaven.
He looked calmly, his eyes blooming with a look shattering the sky, and the void shattered inch by inch wherever his eyes went.
The wind suddenly turned invisible, and the light in his eyes was pressed away.
The Dao powerhouse's eyes froze, and he played out his own Dao rules, turning into an oval guardian light element cover, which could block the eyes of the strong man.
"Who is he?"
said the sermon in a deep voice.
He understood that he had been entrusted, and although the person in front of him was not an entity, but only a soul mark, he felt unfathomable and terrible crises from him.
"Fu Zu."
Fa Yi said lightly.
"It's him," the Taoist powerhouse couldn't help but gasp.
Back then, when Fu Zu was powerful in the world, he was just an emperor-level monk.
It's just that in his mind, Fu Zu didn't preach.
Now it seems that the one who has not preached is much more arrogant than the one who has just preached.
Damn, why are there so many monsters in the Terrans Taking a deep breath, the Daoist powerhouse quickly calmed down.
In any case, he is just a soul mark, how can he have the ability to compete with himself "Kill."
The huge divine consciousness turned into the power of Vientiane Thunder, and nine huge thunder pillars slashed at Fu Zu's body.
Fu Zu raised his head indifferently, his right hand was a little in the void, and a brilliant light rose up, turning into an eternal divine light.
Glorious in the present and ancient, coercive and overwhelming.
"Hmph, I'll see how strong your defense is" With a snap, a sword roar resounded through the Nine Heavens.
A purple fairy sword appeared in his hand and slashed at the void.
A huge sword light filled the heavens, forcibly separating the heavens and the earth in half, and the powerful qi wave retreated backwards, and the sword light engraved the brilliance of the ancient, modern, and future with a fierce blast into the front.
The face of the magic robe was solemn, and the Spring and Autumn Iron Pen in his hand was constantly carved in the void.
With a pop, the sword light had not yet reached the body, and the magic robe had already felt the strength contained in it.
The veins in his right arm exploded automatically, and a large amount of blood poured out of it.
The spells were stimulated by the blood, and one by one they shone brightly.
A six-pointed star is formed, and the charm of ancient vicissitudes spreads.
When the two forces collide with each other, the heavens and the earth are silent, and the perception of the two is completely perceived.
The terrifying force counterattacked for nine days, and a terrifying space-time great black hole was generated, whether it was walking or invisible, all of them were devoured by madness.
The look in the eyes of the magic robe was undiminished, and although he couldn't see, with his fighting instinct, he still rushed over.
Kill, kill him, avenge your brother.
Fu Zu in mid-air sighed slowly, and that sigh seemed to be full of great helplessness.
It's like an old man who has come to the end of his life, but he is unwilling.
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He still has a lot to do.
But death had come, and he had no chance.
Maybe people in love have to break up because of some special factors.
The mountain alliance and the sea oath, sweet words, after all, can't match the words of reality.
Boundless fallen leaves are falling, and winter is coming.
A sense of gloom, a sense of doomsday desolation, and a sense of despair turned into a leather whip, which was whipped over and over again on the heart of the strong man of the Dao, making his Yuan Shen even weaker.
However, in the blink of an eye, the power of the primordial gods was wiped out by thirty percent.
"This is the sigh of the gods, how can you master it," the Daoist powerhouse looked at the Dharma robe incredulously.
He was really surprised, you must know that this supernatural power may not be mastered even by a mid-level immortal-level powerhouse, why should he be a powerhouse who has not yet attained enlightenment Although this was cast by Fu Zu, if it weren't for the support of the magic robe, that soul mark would have collapsed long ago.
"Nothing is impossible" appeared in a flash of lightning, and he cast a spell, but on his own behalf.
A big slam slammed the strong man who was stunned on the spot to a thousand meters away. roar That strong man was really angry, and he was also a strong man in the Tao anyway.
But now they are being insulted one after another.
His face was gone.
If he hadn't killed the magic robe today, he would have no shame to return to the Blue-Eyed Clan.
You see, arrogance is in the bones.
Now this powerful man still hasn't been able to see the situation in the field.
He thought he could still control the overall situation, but he soon realized how stupid things he had done.
Since the other party wants to compete with himself, the strong man of the Tao simply fulfills him.
He also rushed over, and the primordial god turned into a form, although it was a little illusory, but it could also be transformed into an entity.
The two bodies kept colliding in the void, constantly fighting.
They went from one week to another planet.
At this moment, the heavens and the earth shook, and everything was uneasy.
One by one, the stars suffered the disaster of the city and turned into powder.
That Dao powerhouse has been cultivating for hundreds of millions of years, and it can be said that his combat experience is definitely better than that of the Dharma Vestment.
It's just that the magic clothes are not simply competing with physical arts, and each palm has a terrifying charm.
The Daoist powerhouse was now seriously damaged, and he didn't want to drink the Dharma robes and die together, so he fought very carefully.
His heart suddenly became aggrieved, who said that the human race is all fucking credibility.
This is clearly cheating, but people are still so focused that he is embarrassed to bring it up.
With a thud, a huge star shattered, and both of them were suspended in the void.
The robe's hair was a little messy, and the blood was stained with blood.
The Daoist powerhouse was no better, his face was cracked a few times, and blood slowly seeped out.
Just then, another sigh came.
The Taoist powerhouse was stunned, and then said angrily: "Boy, if you still want to yin me, I'm going to kill you." ” The powerhouse of the Enlightenment held his hands on a pin, and two breaths were generated in her hands.
Two breaths steamed, and they desperately wanted to rise, but they were covered by a terrible Dao rule.
The magic robe felt a burst of palpitations from the two breaths, his eyes lit up, and then he became angry, you want to kill me, I still want to kill you The size of the iron pen in his hand was as he wished, and the magic robe released the mark left during the battle just now, and tens of thousands of hand formations were born together, which suddenly messed up the horse feet of the strong man of the Dao.
The Daoist powerhouse suddenly found himself in another dimension, and he immediately became vigilant.
The huge divine consciousness was pervasive, and he wanted to find a way out in the shortest possible time.
He was still fighting a moment ago, but now he is strangely here.
Just when he was puzzled, a wisp of green vine pressed against his heart.
He was first surprised, and then turned his palm into a sword, and he was about to cut off this green vine.
But it was clearly too late for him to do so.
Being old is being old, and there is no longer the enthusiasm and momentum of the young age That's all the magic can say about this idiot.
The green vine dotted on his heart, and a terrifying power spanned the vicissitudes of the present and the past, and the years were like knives, leaving too much.
His sea of consciousness exploded with a bang, and the wheel platform couldn't be hung high, and even the whole person almost became an idiot in the end.
He was completely stunned, so he was suspicious.
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He thought he could end the fight by taking a break.
It's just that the vestments won't give him this opportunity.
"Why" the face of the powerful man was full of shock and incredulity.
"Because you're too weak."
Fa Yi said lightly.
After speaking, he tore through the void in one step and walked towards another dimension.
Although this sentence is suspected of pretending, why should we save face for him, why don't we let him die in depression The strong man's eyes were red, and he almost didn't cry.
Fortunately, God won't give him much time.
Quietly he vanished, saying goodbye to this world once and for all.
When the magic clothes rushed back, they were horrified to find that the 400,000 monks, except for some monks who were still trapped in the immortal-level powerhouse, all of them had fallen.
This made him almost crazy, and just as he was about to go out, Guiguzi appeared beside him.
"Don't be reckless."
Guiguzi said in a deep voice.
"Let go of me."
The robe said coldly.
"This is the Pavilion Master's order."
Guiguzi squinted and said.
The robes were stunned for a moment, and then looked into the distance.
There was a pair of eyes looking at him quietly, cold without a trace of color.
For some reason, the robes shuddered, and they couldn't say anything against it.
The remaining tens of thousands of spell monks, when they saw that all their brothers had fallen, glanced at each other, and each let out a long roar, and the sound was heard in all directions.
Bolts of lightning as thick as children's arms came from nine days away
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