Chapter 690： How strong is the pure Yang Road?

"It's too shameless!"

After the pure Yang Daozi withdrew from the tenth range, he was waiting for the Nanzhan disciples to withdraw. However, they did not look back and saw that they had rushed to the Song Dynasty, and they had smoked their heads. The group of Nanzhun monks, or the leader of the Nanzhan monk, would use such a shameless way to play tricks. Are they really shameless?

Some temperamental pure Yang Daozi, only angry, will immediately rush back into the big array.

However, the pure Yang Dao, who was wearing an ink-colored black shirt, waved his hand to stop the true biography. Shen Sheng said: "Don't be impulsive, we have left the scope of the tenth series of paintings. According to the rules, we can't go back!" ”

There are pure Yangdao disciples who are very uncomfortable, and angered: "Is it that they are not besieged by the siege of Song brother?"

The ink brothers said faintly: "With their skills, how can they be qualified to besiege the Song brothers, just to die in vain..."

It’s just that it’s so indifferent, but the eyes have also flashed a touch of worry, it seems a bit nervous.

"This group of Nanzhan wild repairs, did not even get hooked?"

He was awkward, frowning, and glanced at the tenth ray.

"I don't want to hurt people, why are you so persistent?"

In the tenth array, Song Guichan faced the siege of Nanzhao's sons, and there was no flustered intention. It was only a low sigh. There was a sense of compassion in the eyebrows. The palms were slowly raised, and the movements were simple and slow. With a kind of Zen that can't be said, it doesn't seem to be how fast, but it is as strong as stirring water, slowly reaching in the chest, like a Buddha seal, and like a Tao.

"call out……"

Han Ying, who was across the Tianma, rushed over, with a pair of long guns and a forceful stir. The long shot was violently rotated, and the tip of the gun was painted into a horrible dot. Even the void had been stirred. broken. It seems that in front of this long gun, there is a terrible black lightning, only one shot, but under this force. How much more power has it expanded?

"There is a chance to defeat him once, otherwise the position of the head of the West Desert is not guaranteed!"

Wang Qiong, who was slower than him, saw the gun, and a pair of good-looking brilliances wrinkled slightly.

Among the four evils in the West, two people have already died. She is a proud woman. Han Ying has never been seen in the eyes, but after seeing this gun, his heart has raised some taboos. In the past, when Han Zhan was born, Han Ying was born in a family, lacking resources and not threatening himself. I came to Shenzhou and went to Fengtiandao for just four years. It has already leaped forward.

"boom!"

Han Ying’s shot went straight to Song Guichan, who sat on the empty lotus platform. The gun tip did not arrive, and the null lightning had arrived.

However, in the face of such a powerful shot, Song Guichan seems to have no half-point to get up, drink it in the mouth: "Golden body!"

At the same time, one hand straight out and sneaked into the black lightning.

This kind of black lightning is actually a fissure formed after the void breaks. It has the power of incomparable horror, and even the hardest iron can be stirred into slag. However, the hand of Song Guichan, who was white and delicate, was invitingly in, but when he entered the black lightning, he even had a faint golden color, which seemed to be flesh and blood. In a flash of time, it turned into a golden stone with no hard and no reminder. The black lightning was one piece, and it collapsed on his palm and arm. He did not hurt him, but he caught the gun tip.

A shot containing an indescribable violent force, the moment the gun was caught by him. Suddenly stopped, not moving.

"Sow it!"

In this scene, Han Ying was a little shocked, and there was a sigh of anger on his thin face. He followed the gun and stepped out.

Song Guichan’s body was sitting on the lotus platform, and he did not move, and the palm of his hand was lightly shot. The long gun that was gripped in Han Ying’s hand suddenly turned into a poisonous dragon, and turned against the Lord. Han Ying was shocked. The foot didn't have time to step out, trying to control the long gun, and he couldn't help but fly back. He almost stopped after nearly a hundred feet, and then the mouth was red and the blood rose.

"Lie down!"

Just as Song Guichan reached out and held Han Ying’s gunpoint, Wang Qiong had already arrived.

She waited for the opportunity to rush to the other side of Song Guichan. The two rounds of cross-country smashed and collided with the terrorist force. As if they wanted to strike, they would smash the left arm of Song Guichan, while Song Guichan’s left hand One mention, pinched out a Buddha seal, and gently glided into the air, there is a translucent lion print on the air, Wang Qiong slammed the time, but it was only sent to this Below the lion's seal, a loud scream of anger and unwillingness sounded, and only two waves were resisted.

However, under the suppression of the lion seal on that side, Wang Qiong’s two rounds of wind and fire were squeezed and uttered an unpleasant squeaky iron, and this arrogant arrogant woman was also born. The printing town was pressed down and both arms were shaking.

"Song brother, little sister asks for advice!"

Behind the ear, a calm voice sounded, and it was a fierce red dress. Her body was like a ghost. She didn’t know when she came to Song Guichan, holding her scepter and pointing it to Song’s brain. On the end of the stick, there was a sly face, and there was an inexhaustible tragic sound. A black cloud of ink condensed into a pointed shape, which seemed to be poured into the body of Song Guichan.

"The demon is out!"

At this time, Song Guichan flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes, clearly showing that he turned, but he had a palm suddenly shot out behind him. It was like lightning, but it was mixed with inexplicable strength, and Li Hongyi was shocked. It can only be swayed by the scepter in front of the scepter, and Song returned to the palm of this hand, then directly patted it, clicked, the scepter broke, and the palm was shot straight on her chest and abdomen.

"puff……"

Li Hongyi spurted blood, and his body shape fell like a paper, and he did not know life and death.

"Dare to beat my sister?"

An angry scream rang, but Li Ying finally arrived.

Seeing this scene, his ugly ugly face was distorted, and the latter changed, and a ghost stirred up, turned into a sly ghost, and found two pointed claws, facing Song Guichan. Just bite, but this mouth has not yet reached the shoulder of Song Guichan, but a golden hand suddenly came out and firmly pinched on his neck, raised in the air.

"Wow wow..."

Li Ying issued a sneaky sneaky scream, and his teeth were swaying.

That ghost is especially horrible. Actually, there is the filth of Jin Dan’s body. Although he did not bite on Song Guichan’s body, he spread it up along the arm of Song Guichan. For a time, Song Jin’s gold It seems to have a phase of defeat.

"Outside demon!"

Looking at his own arm, Song Guichan also frowned, opened again, cold and cold.

At the same time, his body suddenly burst into golden light. This kind of light seems to be Danguang, but it has a strange change. It is not as sharp and violent as Danguang, but soft and sacred. When this light comes out, The ghost of Li Ying’s body was blocked by Jin Guang and no longer passed to the body of Song Guizen. However, after the delay, he quickly returned to Li Ying’s body.

"You are so painful to live, let me overtake you!"

Song Guichan faintly opened, and the rear arm was stretched, and it was a tear to tear the neck of Li Ying.

"Sow it!"

"Let him go..."

At this time, two violent screams, and it was a mad madness and a red fairy. When I saw Li Ying, I lost my life. Although I usually don’t have a deep relationship with this little ghost king, but at this time, I’m going to fight together. Is there a cure? Anxiously, the faint madness is made into a ten-man wolf demon, and the red-faced fairy is pinching the ecstasy. The vines skyrocketing in the void, and they are entangled in the Song Dynasty, which is on the lotus platform.

"Fare!"

Song Guichan is still the look of the innocence, drinking two words at low.

As the words followed, he drank these two words, and immediately thundered and thrived toward the surrounding.

Rumble!

Yu Mi screamed and screamed, and the huge figure fell by dozens of feet, twitching on the ground and turning back to the human phase.

The vines of the red-faced fairy are also broken, turning into gray shards from the air.

However, it was a very unexpected scene. The red fairy was not blown by the thunder. When the powerful tyrannical ray came to her, a symbol on her body was broken automatically, and she helped her with this. Strike, and she, through this flash of fire-like gap, faintly raised her head, eyes waved, eye-catching, with an indescribable lazy meaning, looked at Song Guichan.

"The beauty of the city..."

The secrets of the three fairy spirits of the Northern Mountain Mountain were taken care of and displayed at this time.

At this time, Song Guichan was also looking forward to the red fairy. It seems that there was some accident that the woman was not hit by the warfare. Then he and the red-faced fairy eye slammed together. There was an indescribable flame in the bottom of my heart. The volcano generally erupted, and the flame was so uncontrollable that it even affected the inner workings of the body and made his technique powerless.

This scene is like a fairy who has fallen into the country, and is arrogant to the Buddha, which leads to the fall of the Buddha.

But this scene is only a one-off.

After Song Guichan’s a little surprise, he opened his eyebrows and smiled, such as the Buddha’s flowers, and compassion.

The flirtatious red-faced goblin stayed in the air, and the illusion could not be displayed. Instead, she was stunned by the other side, and her mind was chaotic. At this moment, she suddenly appeared in the face of the big enlightenment, tears in her eyes, and Yingying turned to Songgui. Zen worship has fallen.

Illusion wins the illusion, and the Buddha drops the goblin.

Before and after but a few moments of time, in the South Jung-soo Juniors, Han Ying was forced to retreat, Wang Qiong was suppressed, Li Hongyi was seriously injured, and the madness was dying, and Li Ying’s life was suspended. The red fairy was down, and the outstanding people were already The defeated, the rest did not dare to come forward.

"This... the first person under the North Territories, how terrible is it..."

Even if there are a few people who have not shot, they will be defeated at this time, and they have already had a little bit of rebellion.

So many people shot together, but never forced the person to stand up from the lotus platform. How strong is this pure Yangdaozizi? (~^~)