"Thank you very much."
Tens of thousands of monks and martial artists, temporarily calm their minds and suppress their fear, but they do not want to think about it. They all clasp their fists at chuxuan and are grateful.
Shua Shua
Their heavenly cover shot out countless power of belief, all of which gathered together and flew towards Chu Xuan.
Chuxuan nodded his head and looked away at the people of Longmen. Jiang Muyan was smiling at himself in the air, and Longmen disciples knelt down and worshipped him.
He didn't say anything, let alone love his daughter. The top priority was to break the light ball and kill these old monsters.
"Chuxuan, it's no use. The secret art of combining gods is only the first step. Killing gods is the most important part."
"You wait to see these people with your own eyes. Because of you, you are going to die with guilt on your back."
In the light ball of Fu Wen, those who always blame you one word and one word of me threaten the way to Chu Xuan.
Chu Xuanfeng's face was cool, squinting his eyes and scanning those old monsters in the Fuwen light ball.
"You are very proud! I don't know if you can be proud if I destroy your flesh first. "
Chu Xuan sneers, the corner of the mouth set off a trace of strange and cold.
At the moment, he is killing the sky!
Hearing Chu Xuan's words, the old monsters look embarrassed, and then they are full of fear. If this is the case, what's the use of killing Chu Xuan.
Once the secret art of syncretism dissipates, they are ghosts and wild ghosts, and have no ownership.
If they can't find the right body to take it away, they can only die slowly. There is no samsara in this world. These old monsters know better than anyone else.
If you can't reincarnate, you can only be slowly consumed by the years, and eventually become a demented soul, which will disappear in the end.
Thinking of this, their eyes are all terrified, all flustered.
"Dare you
"I'm afraid you don't have the chance."
The old monsters were all shouting and drinking, hastily speeding up the movements in their hands, and all kinds of methods were determined to pinch each other. Then, they could see that their spirit and consciousness were combined into one.
After the completion of the work, they quickly chose a position, and then nailed it like a nail in that direction.
Between them, there is the mysterious power of mysticism, which makes them have a close relationship.
If skilled, all this should be done in an instant.
However, the same sentence, although they all know the secret arts, but there is no tacit understanding between each other, which took a lot of time.
However, half step real immortal is extraordinary, even if there is no tacit understanding, all these are completed in a few breaths.
"Buzz, buzz..."
The mysterious power that connects them suddenly flourishes. Each of them performs his or her own duties and pinches the endless complicated and complicated legal decisions.
As the Dharma decided to pinch each other, a mist rose between them.
Then, in the hum and vibration, the mist began to shine with various colors.
The one with strong cultivation occupies one position, and two or three persons with weak cultivation occupy one position.
Hundreds of half step real immortals occupy 81 directions, and their spirits turn into stars, shining brilliantly.
They follow certain rules and orbits, moving as fast as stars and planets in a galaxy.
There are their own principles in operation, which are thousands of millions.