Keiko of Jizo Temple was struggling to guard his own essence source to resist the extraction of Maha, and his fierce essence point was hit hard by Xin Jia, as if the valve of the embankment was blown open with zha medicine, and all the essence in Keiko Jizo Temple was pulled out of the gate and was trickled down by the angry retaliatory Maha.
Keiko's body shrunk rapidly and shriveled, and she looked like Maha just now.
Maha only felt that the powerful energy of the fiery essence continued to pour into his body, not only did the essence qi that he had been sucked back originally, but also the energy that was more than a hundred times larger than his own essence gushed over.
He shook Keiko Jizoji, who was sitting on his body and had lost his breath, and quickly ran the thirteen chakras in his body to absorb these essences with all his might.
But the influx of essence was too large and complicated, and no matter how hard Maha tried, he still couldn't collect it for his own use.
Xin Jia raised the high-energy cannon and blasted a shot at the dense forest on the side, he didn't look at the direction of his shot, but asked Maha very honestly: "I can't refine these essences, but I need the last general to help."
Maha looked up at Xin Jia, this is the realm puppet summoned by Gu Evil Dust No matter how you look at him, he is no different from a big living person, this IQ is too high, right Maha took a deep breath, he smiled dryly: "So very good, this demon girl doesn't know how many people have been harmed, this essence is too complex and huge, uncle, I really can't digest and absorb them" "Good" Xin Jia agreed, he smiled at Maha and said: "This god happens to know an extremely effective method of refining true qi, hehehe, those alien incarnations that cultivated into essence back then, the gods of the Thunder Department used this method to help them refine their essence."
The Thunder Gods Maha suddenly thought of some extremely terrifying possibility, and he hissed and screamed: "The legendary Thunder Tribulation Help" When cultivating into the alien transformation of the essence, the essence in the body is also mixed and impure, which can help them refine the essence and comb the messy essence into a wisp of pure true qi, what else is there besides the legendary Thunder Tribulation As soon as Maha's screams came out, Xin Jia was already pinching his fingers and pointing to the sky.
Click, boom...
Nine continuous arm-thick yellow earth god thunders fell from the sky, and the nine thunderbolts hit Maha's body fiercely.
Maha's huge body became almost transparent the moment the thunder entered his body, and the nine thunderbolts were like a huge iron hammer bombarding the iron embryo on the cutting board, and the pure masculine and rigid thunder power instantly drove away the impurities in the many essences in Maha's body, leaving only a pure and supple pure true qi.
Maha's body throbbed violently on the ground a few times, and he felt as if millions of people were bombarding his body with huge iron cones at the same time, and the severe pain and numbness made him almost die.
The bombardment of the nine thunderbolts passed in an instant, and the thirteen chakras were suddenly filled with the Zen Gate Yuan Force that was running smoothly and lively, and the huge Zen Gate Yuan Force in the chakras was running at will, and every muscle in the body was full of power, as if it could smash a mountain with just a punch Xin Jia smiled at Xin Jia honestly: "You are still contaminated with a trace of evil qi, this god uses the earth god thunder to help you expel the evil qi, and by the way, condense the true qi, you must not be polite" "You're welcome, old mother" Maha who was covered in darkness jumped up violently, he pointed at Xin Jia and scolded: "You know what you were doing just now, you used lightning to slash me, this will kill you" Xinjia blinked his eyes, and he said to Maha very seriously: "That guy who looks exactly like you is still desperate over there."
Maha was stunned for a moment, and he slammed into a black rush towards the dense forest on the side.
Xin Jia laughed a few times, he closed his eyes, his mind spread out to the surroundings, sensed the situation in the woodland within a radius of several miles, and then reached out and grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it into the sky, and instantly disappeared into the ground.
Prajna, who was in mid-air, looked desperately at the black stabbing sword that was about to pierce his body, and he had no time to react.
At this moment, a stream of high-energy particles as thick as meters shone out, and Yakushiji Sakura screamed in horror and was swept into the stream of high-energy particles, instantly turning into a wisp of green smoke.
This stream of thick particles grazed Prajna's body dangerously, passing through dozens of trees all the way before dissipating.
The most fatal blow to Prajna was shattered by the sudden stream of particles, and all of Prajna's mind was suddenly condensed on the weeping ghost of Guanyin Temple, who was stabbing with his sword.
The lion-shaped energy in his hand became more and more condensed, and Prajna delivered a near-perfect blow.
The sword light and the white lion collided violently, the body of the Buddha stood still, the long sword shattered inch by inch in the huge shock, and the lion's energy bombarded the chest of the weeping ghost of Guanyin Temple, directly vaporizing half of his body.
The roaring white lion turned into a white light and rushed out, more than a dozen big trees were smashed by the strength of the qi, the white lion blasted into a small shrub more than two hundred meters away, a white air wave rushed up hundreds of meters high, a circle of shock waves swept around, and the woods within a radius of hundreds of meters were blown to pieces with a loud bang.
Prajna looked coldly at the large area of dense forest that had been razed to the ground, and stepped on two white lotus flowers slowly falling from the sky.
Streams of blue-black blood continued to seep out from under the exploding skin near the dantian, and soon the color of the blood returned to its normal bright red.
A gentle wind swept in, and Sairen stood silently on a large tree branch beside Prajna.
Prajna nodded at Sairen and sneered, "The people of the Three Witch Sects of the Asian Dao Alliance. ” Sairen frowned, and he shouted angrily, "I knew he would offend people" There was a sound of dull footsteps, two large trees were knocked out of a huge hole, sawdust sprayed all over the sky, and Maha rushed towards him like a mad buffalo.
The surging white qi waves around Maha condensed behind him into a three-eyed horse-headed statue of the Ming King, and the strong energy aura made Sairen can't help but change color.
"The gas is released, and the condensation illusion is...
Jupiter-level fighters" Sairen and Pranya exclaimed at the same time.
Maha gritted his teeth and roared: "Big brother, big brother, are you okay damn, you are a servant of the Three Witch Sect, what kind of bullshit Lao Tzu of the Dizang Temple is going to lead someone to destroy him" Maha was murderous all around, and he jumped like thunder and shouted that he would take people to kill people for revenge.
He Maha was originally a thorn in the Hell Angel Mercenary Regiment, otherwise he would not have been allowed to be the chief instructor of the new regiment, how could he have suffered so much and almost not been sucked by a delicate chick, this is simply the biggest shame in his life.
Especially when he saw the terrible wound on Prajna's lower abdomen, Maha's anger was even stronger xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx A new week has begun ...
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