Chapter 1705： Decompose the Dharamura incense burner!

"..."

Yuan Qing and Huan Qing looked at the ten godless soldiers surrounding Su Lang, and they regarded seeing as believing and completely admired them.

"how is it!?"

"Monk Xinzheng?"

Su Lang smiled faintly, "I will give you these ten Godless Soldiers temporarily, and you will return them to me when I destroy the Dharaming incense burner!"

"it is good!"

"I believe you once!"

Monk Xinzheng nodded, and then took out a small incense burner from his life universe.

This incense burner has a golden tong color, only the size of a bowl, and the shape is simple and simple.

However, this seemingly ordinary incense burner is exactly the Liudu Godless Soldier, the Dura Ming incense burner!

"Buzzing!"

The Dara Ming incense burner was constantly struggling in the hands of the monk Xinzheng, obviously knowing the fate he was about to face.

however.

It had been sealed heavily by the monk Xinzheng beforehand, otherwise it would not be easily included in the universe of life.

"Heart is right, catch it!"

Su Lang glanced at the Dharaming incense burner, and the ten godless soldiers flew over with their aura.

Monk Xinzheng solemnly collected the ten weapons and sealed them with twisting power before handing out the Dharaming incense burner in his hand.

See this scene.

Yuan Qing and Huan Qing stepped back to avoid misunderstandings.

And Su Lang flew forward and caught the sealed Dharaming incense burner!

"let's start!"

"Destroy this evil weapon!"

Monk Xinzheng fixed his eyes on Su Lang, if Su Lang regretted it, he would kill him as soon as possible.

"Do not worry."

"Don't look at me so fiercely, Nuo, look good!"

Su Lang waved his hand at the monk Xinzheng disdainfully, and then used the twisting force to create a large number of beautiful and eye-catching special effects.

Immediately after.

Under the cover of special effects, Su Lang uses the one-click decomposition function!

"Ding! The decomposition is successful, you will get the blood of the Diluted Beginning*1, the Soul of the Supreme Emperor*12548, the Dara Underworld*15623, the Dara Underworld Flower*5866, the Dara Underworld Blood*20000..."

In the eyes of the monk Xinzheng and Yuanqing.

The original Dharamura incense burner was wrapped in a dazzling vision, and then it collapsed, forming particles one by one!

During the period, the horrible wailing of Qi Ling before he died!

"This is... really ruined it!"

"With just a few breaths, it turned the One-Key Six Crossing Godless Soldiers into fly ash. This method is too terrifying!"

"It is estimated that this is the twisting power of some kind of refining method, specifically for weapons!"

"..."

Yuan Qing and Huan Qing saw the ashes of the Dharaming incense burner, and their bodies were shocked and horrified.

If anyone dares to fight with Su Lang with weapons, I am afraid that they will be destroyed by accident!

at the same time.

Monk Xinzheng was also stunned in surprise.

He also thought of countless ways to destroy the Nadhara Ming incense burner, but every method was useless!

Even if he went all out to kill with twisting power, it was completely ineffective.

The Dharamura incense burner is like a mysterious power protection, it is impossible to destroy.

In desperation, he will find ways to go to the turbulence of time and want to use the power of time to destroy this incense burner.

However, now, he used the incense burner that he couldn't destroy with all his might, but was easily destroyed by Su Lang.

This is incredible!

at this time.

Monk Xinzheng and Yuan Qing suddenly saw Su Lang holding a blood bead that was struggling dignifiedly.

"what is that!?"

"Exudes a terrifying aura!"

"This kind of breath is far beyond the category of Liudu Godless Soldiers!"

"..."

Yuan Qing and the others looked at the weird blood bead in Su Lang's hand, and they all felt their creeps!

"I'm a little familiar with this breath!"

"It is it that protects the Nadhara Ming censer so that I cannot cause harm to it."

Monk Xinzheng couldn't help flying to Su Lang's side, a pair of evil eyes staring at the struggling blood drop.

at this time.

"Do you know what this is?" Su Lang asked lightly.

"do not know!"

Monk Xinzheng shook his head, "I just know that its level must be very high."

Looking at Yuan Qing and Huan Qing, they also shook their heads, unable to recognize the origin of this thing.