Chapter 1013

Practice is not just a matter of high accomplishments.

For example, if there was no wisdom in Danxia Palace on that day, and if there were no Xiaoqing and Fahai at last, Xu Yangyi would not have lived to the present.

For example, if the tower of Babel didn't see through Andre's disguise and didn't find the real history of the earth, when the master came, they would never know that there was a plumed serpent god who could save lives.

For example, if he was not in a hurry to generate wisdom, he could not understand the meaning of Xu Fangyuan's silence, nor could he make the turning point of the world war.

Now, now, here. Because of the general situation, because of the ghost monk's mentality, combined with the terrain and the characteristics of his own field, he completed the impossible.

All this, the ghost face monk seems to be clear, facing the silent sword, he did not block, the sword light fell into his body, just like a bullock into the sea. He looked at the sky and said slowly, "from now on, you are not the younger generation."

"You are the opponent."

"In the face of the opponent, I always plough my way, and I have no tolerance."

"I'm sorry to kill you. I really applaud your brilliant idea, but... You have to die."

With these words, the evergreen tree behind him swayed, and the Yang saint was completely dignified.

And the most important one

Song Ziyu is also struggling to support Chiang's offensive. If Chiang is allowed to come over, I'm afraid that he will really be planted here today!

Now, it's time!

"It's never too late." He raised his hands. In an instant, the evergreen trees blossomed and withered, and a green awn rushed into the air, forming a cloud cave hundreds of meters around, stirring the clouds in all directions.

Far away, there was a golden army on the ground, with big flags on it, and the word "Zhou" flying in the air. An old man sitting in the void, like a corpse, opened his yellow eyes and pointed to the direction of the forbidden spirit mountain.

All of a sudden, thousands of troops poured in.

In another Valley, the three magic weapons in front of song Ziyu gathered together to resist Jiang's attack. These three magic weapons are a pen, a painting, and an inkstone. They are so extraordinary that none of them even entered.

However, in spite of this, in the face of the fierce bombardment of Chiang Kai Shek, the curtain formed by the three magic weapons has appeared cracks.

"Why haven't you killed that boy yet?" Song Ziyu's anxious eyes were red, grinding her teeth: "is he so hard to kill?"

"At most, I support one incense burning time here! If, if the inspector can't kill each other, I can't leave here at all! "

In front of him, Mr. Jiang didn't look kind. Today, he is going to clean up the door. Wanhuo surging, wanlinghuasi, wanhuazhenjian has been pushed to the extreme, but the light film that has appeared cracks is not broken!

"Song Jiayu has given you all the three treasures. I really think highly of you. " About five minutes later, old Jiang's magic power suddenly closed and said with a sneer, "but what's the use of giving you this kind of waste?"

"Mr. Jiang! Why do you have to? " Song Ziyu saw that the other party stopped, and immediately said: "Tianjian villa treats you well. My song family will give you a higher treatment! Xu Feng is dead! Why are you still stubborn! "

"Dead?" Old Jiang sneered at the pillar of light rising in the distance: "your Yangsheng, the domain has been completely unsealed, which means that he has been made unthinkable by my apprentice. I don't know where you got your confidence

He turned his head and looked coldly at Song Ziyu: "even if he dies, I want you to be buried with him!"

"It's up to you..."

"It's up to me!" At the moment, Mr. Jiang was like a devil, saying word by word: "what do you think... I just hit heaven?"

"At that time, you all thought I told Xu Feng that I was here, didn't you?"

Song Ziyu was stunned. He was not stupid. The next second, he blurted out and exclaimed: "is it..."

"That's right." With his hands in his sleeves and a bloody smile on his face, Mr. Jiang said, "a cloud piercing arrow, a thousand troops and horses will meet."

"What I just played... Is the order of the great master."

"I don't think so... You've seen the great master's order in the legend that everyone who meets will die today."

"I'll show you what it will be like to plot against the great master of danmeng! I don't believe that a Yin Zun can't kill the Yang saint, seven, eight! More than a dozen people, I don't believe he won't die! "

…………………………………………In the basin, with the blue light column rising from the sky, the evergreen trees turn into the sky light spots, forming tornadoes and rushing into the air.

Between heaven and earth, a blue Milky Way hanging upside down, a few seconds later, was completely inhaled into the air.

The ghost faced monk's whole body is golden, just like bathing in the sun, floating in the air, rising higher and higher, completely out of Xu Yangyi's field, raising his right hand high and reciting the Buddha's voice.

"The stars blow down."

"Boom!" The whole sky is roaring, has been rendered as blue cloud cave, endless meteors, crazy toward the ground vent.

Xu Yangyi's face was very dignified.

It's still too far away

Although he was quick witted for a moment and trapped the other side, the other side broke through all kinds of methods, and the gap of realm could not be crossed.

In the beginning, the other party may want to ask for something from themselves, but now the other party doesn't want it. They really treat him as an opponent. What they want is a winner, and what they want is absolute.

Each meteor is less than 10 meters long and wide, and it falls suddenly. All the peaks are even and the earth is shaking. He takes a breath of cool air, and Asura uses it suddenly. All the magic powers are condensed into a cyan aperture.

"So here you are." The ghost face monk looked at the bottom: "but... It doesn't matter."

"Boom!" A meteor directly hit the aperture. Xu Yangyi's spiritual sense and body were shocked severely. The feeling that his body was about to be scattered immediately appeared, and blood immediately flowed out of his seven orifices.

However... This is just the beginning.

In the pupil, endless meteors fall madly.

"Master has not killed song Ziyu yet?" The real life and death line came, and his heart could not be calm any more. His anxiety was like a burning heart. This kind of terrible magic power, he supports at most ten seconds.

Suddenly, at this moment, the stars all over the sky flashed, and all of a sudden stopped.

"This is..." the ghost face monk took a cold breath and looked at a direction in amazement: "which Taoist friend?"

"Are you sure you want to go through this muddy water?"

No one answered. However, around the forbidden spirit mountain, thirteen void cracks are slowly opening. It's only a few kilometers away from them.

Every crack is a regular circle. The crack is surrounded by mysterious talismans, and countless black clouds surround and distort. Let these 13 cracks be filled with infinite horror aura.

"Is this... Teleportation array?" The ghost monk was shocked to see that someone was coming... And at any cost, he came across thousands of mountains and rivers, and

None of the thirteen super long distance transmission Dharma array's aura is weaker than that of Yin Zun's middle stage!

There's even one... He feels almost as good as himself!

Twelve Yin masters and one Yang Saint

Even he felt his lips dry. There were five thousand Yin zuns and thirty Yang saints in the seven realms. Now... There are so many people here all at once! What's going on!

Jingle... Jingle... A pleasant sound came from his hand. He looked down and saw that a thin silver chain had been tied to his hand, and the other end of the silver chain was in a teleportation array.

"This is the chain of ten thousand animals' Requiem of Lang tianxie, the goddess of animal control in the burning Sichuan?" He looked at his hand in disbelief, then looked at the teleportation array dully, and the speed of his words slowed down a little: "she... Came from the stream of flowing fire, and did not hesitate to take the ultra long distance teleportation array?"

"Just to tie me up?"

This conclusion is ridiculous. His heart is in a state of chaos. A look at Xu Yangyi, although he does not know why, but feel that all this and this person.

"Go to hell!" Subconsciously, the left hand raised, thousands of green awns gathered in the palm, turned into a grand talisman, turned and took a picture.

But... At the moment of shooting, he stopped.

On the forehead, a cold sweat drips down silently. Facing Xu Yangyi, he raises his hands tremblingly.

Just behind him, among the thirteen teleportation arrays, there was a raging tide. It was a storm composed of spiritual power, and a raging tide of anger gathered by the thirteen Yin Zun Yang saints.

In this frenzy, thirteen magic weapons, swords, paintings, tripods, needles and so on, are shining with heavenly light, aiming at the heart of the ghost monk.

The magic weapon of my life!

As long as he dares to fight, not only can he not hurt Xu Yangyi, but he will be immediately dismembered by 13 reinforcements!

"You actually..." his red eyes looked at the Blue Shield below, so small, as long as one second... As long as one second! He could have killed him, but... Now it's too late."How can you... Let so many saints help you!"

He uttered it in despair and hoarseness, and then he said nothing more.

No one knows. At this moment, just outside the forbidden spirit mountain, an army of thousands of people has completely surrounded it. even a drop of water couldn 't leak out.

A huge flag with the character of Zhou represents their identity. Occasionally, a passing friar dares not look at it and flies away immediately.

"Search." At the command of the old man, thousands of people rushed to the mountains.

However, at this moment, all around the void buzzing, the old man slightly a Leng: "who is the Taoist friend?"

He looked up and took a cool breath immediately.

Thirteen huge teleportation arrays are slowly gathering in the void, and the thirteen majestic spiritual forces are whining in the sky.

What's going on here?

He looked as like as two peas in the head. How many saints are there in the Seven Realms? Suddenly there are thirteen! This is going to turn the world upside down!

All of a sudden, the transmission array is full of brilliance, and thirteen magic weapons with terrifying spiritual power burst out.

With the breath of emptiness, with the transmission of fatigue, but without hesitation, as if as long as a command, they are willing to kill the same.

Subconsciously, the old man's spiritual power immediately gathered, but found that

Are these horrible magic weapons pointing in the same direction?

At this moment, the light in the transmission array is bright, and the first person has come out.

That's not a person

It's a huge sword, about 100 meters long and more than 10 meters wide. At the top of the giant sword, a woman dressed better than snow, surrounded by hundreds of flying swords, with the black air of void, roared out from one of the transmission arrays like a white dragon.

Ten thousand swords come out of the boundless, carefree in the sea of clouds.

Behind the woman, there were two rows of people kneeling on their knees, all half kneeling on the ground, fighting for military discipline. However, the woman stood on her sword head and was as graceful as a fairy