Chapter 697： A large grinding disc, broken eight thousand method

The disaster is coming!

The change of Song Guichan from Buddhism to the devil's phase made the Nanzhao Zhu Xiu feel a very strange feeling, and the **** roots that he grew up in the lotus platform made this large battlefield become the battlefield of Shura. The Nanzhan monk, who had been killed in the fight for the law but was seriously injured, survived as a nutrient for Song Guichan. He was taken away by Daoyuan and then turned into his nutrient and added to him. A steady stream of spiritual power, this transformation is extremely horrible, more than ever before.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the source of the five people was cleaned up. After that, Song Zhichan’s spiritual power had been madly swayed. Compared with Fang Xing’s swallowing of the medicinal herbs, the rejuvenation of the spirits was used to restore the spiritual power. It’s much faster, and after gaining this almost constant mana, he also changed the previous gentleman’s appearance, and he was brutal and violent, and recruited to point to the key points of Nanzhan’s repairs...

"You forced me to this step, the only end is to always fall to Shura hell!"

Song Guichan's big hand turned into a golden stone, and he grabbed it with Li Hongyi, and tore off one of her arms. If Li Hongyi saw the machine fast, her teeth broke free. At this time, she was torn apart. Song Guichan left his arm to the bottom, and the **** roots under the lotus platform swam up. The blood and the meat that had been sprinkled in the air had been rolled over.

The flesh and blood on one arm and the blood sprinkled in the air were cleaned up in a flash, while Song Guichan closed his eyes slightly, revealing a very satisfied expression, and the voice was hoarse: "I have still I don’t want to lose the reputation of being slaughtered by one person. It’s mainly for you, but if you see my demon, you can’t live any longer!”

"Mom, he is a serious person. When you get here, you will consider your own reputation..."

The party hated it. My heart was also tense and I knew that things were serious.

Song Guichan’s heart was deep. From the very beginning, he confessed the pure Yangdao disciple’s appearance. He thought that he had played a bad heart, but he did not expect to wait here. From his care, he was obviously very cherished. feather. It is estimated that if the pure Yangdao disciples saw this scene. He will be killed by him, not to mention that Nanzhan has been repaired, and he must be killed by him.

At this time, the Nanzhao cults within the big squad, as well as the fierce beasts in the air, have become his prey. The party is forced to helplessly, and only the surviving beasts can be included in the hundred. Inside the fierce figure. However, the injured Nanxu Zhu Xiu did not dare to go to the siege again. The closer he was to Song Guichan, the more he was entangled in the lotus platform. He lost his life and turned into dust.

"You are a Buddha, I am a Buddha, you are a demon, I am a demon!"

In the face of the fierce and infinite Song Guichan, a loud voice rang. But there was a shadow that slammed into the lotus platform.

He Ran is the South Qiu monk Wang Qiongzhong, this woman's body cloak is broken, the spring is sloppy, but she is ignorant, holding the wind and fire two rounds, I do not know what secret method to bless, the body is covered with a layer of red Light. It was as straight as a humanoid beast. The two wind-fighting techniques that resisted Song Guichan rushed to him. The two rounds of fire and fire burst out ten times in the previous power, rumbling and intertwined. Borrowing the wind, the wind used the firepower to break up a void and crushed the past to Song.

From this situation, we can see that this woman has hidden some strength before.

Perhaps, if it is not for the Nanzhao Zhu Xiu and the Song Gui Chan, it is not that you are dead, that is, the situation of my death, she will continue to hide.

And Song Guichan, at this time also flashed a touch of haze.

The sudden burst of power of this woman made him feel the threat, and then he was furious.

"I am a Buddha, and I have to be lowered. I am a demon, and I should be killed..."

In the sound of Li Wei, Song Guichan suddenly sealed, and his voice was solemn. If the voice came from Jiuyun: "Da Shu..."

"...Hundreds of soldiers!"

Rumble!

As the law was set off, the emptiness could not tremble, and it trembled like water.

In this trembling, a long gun with a golden rune appeared, and the murderous and savage atmosphere was simple.

After that, it was a huge axe, ten feet long, dark and deep.

Then there is a knife, a hammer...

One piece of weapon emerges one after another, representing a terrible killing rule, suspended in the void

Every single weapon, the violent Wang Qiong received more points of resistance, and was suddenly in the air by the hundred soldiers.

Big surgery!

At this time, Song Guichan’s exhibition was not an ordinary technique, but a big technique at the bottom of the box.

There are thousands of martial arts techniques in the world. According to ancient legends, there are a total of Tao, Tian, ​​Xian, Shen, Xuan, Fa, and Qi in the heavens and the earth. Each word represents a big one. The realm, and only a shackle, pushing the extremes of the gods, breaking the last layer of the puzzle, can be categorized in the scope of the fairy tales, is eligible to be named "Da Shu" .

This is the case for Genbo to pass on the killing, longevity, and sentient beings of Fang Xing, Jin Wu, and Wu Sang.

This is also the case for the rain and the royal thunder that Long Jun passed to Fang Xing.

The sword and magic technique that Fang Xing learned from the black sword fetus also belongs to this category. Of course, the difference is that this sword magic is from the mysterious origin, and its own mysterious place, although the bank has barely mastered it, it still Not really understanding.

At this time, Song Guichan exhibited a great skill, which means that he also ignited his true strength.

Using the secret method, Wang Qiong, who broke out ten times in a flash, was originally a blockbuster, and Song Song was shackled under the two rounds, but he did not want to be trapped by the extremely quick Song Guichan exhibition. At this time, the whole person has been suppressed in the void, and under the force of the rules of the road, she has been unable to move at half-point, and her heart is horrified, and the murderous air is entangled like a silk thread.

"laugh!"

She suddenly broke a wound in her chest and it looked like she had been slashed.

"puff!"

There is another blood hole running through her body. It is like a gunshot wound...

None of the weapons suspended in the air touched her body, but the rules were manifested on her.

For a time, successive wounds appeared, and Wang Qiong was already dying in an instant. There is no power to resist.

The **** roots under the lotus platform under Song Guichan’s seat have been smashed out like snakes and wrapped around her. It took Wang Qiong’s life not to take a moment, apparently because Song Guichan’s greed Wang Qiong’s body Daoyuan mana, although after death, he can still learn to be flesh and blood. However, it is better to extract the huge and fresh life of the source of the soul of the stranger.

"Sword Magic!"

"Nine heads baby!"

"Hey... Instantly two Jindan Mahayana invincible gold wings..."

See this scene. Fang Xing, Li Ying and Da Jin Wu were closer together and rushed to save.

On the other side, Han Ying and Li Hongyi, who are still in a fierce battle, also turned to Song Guichan in an attempt to help them share the pressure.

However, after Song Guichan made the first major surgery, the shots continued.

"Nine secluded surgery!"

Reappearing the peacock formed by the fire spirit, only this time it became black and gave birth to three heads. The rolling black flames provoked from the body, containing infinite violent arrogance, flying around him, and then rushing toward Li Yuan, who was rushing toward himself, this peacock was originally With buddha nature, it turned into a horrible demon in a moment. The ghosts of the body were sturdy, and the souls were entangled. It seemed to be more fierce than Li Ying, and it contained countless resentments.

boom!

A black peacock swallowed a baby in the middle of his head. Then the black flame violently contracted, and it seemed to refine him.

"Five Lei Dashu!"

Behind him, a ray of light rushed to Jiuyi, and then divided into five lanes. The tangled rope was generally entangled in Dajinwu. Rao was a savage and powerful force in Dajinwu, and his blood and blood were thicker than the imagination of the general Jindan monk, and they were bound by these five gods. live. I couldn't get rid of it for a while, and I was screamed by the thunder and lightning, waving two wings indiscriminately, stirring up the empty hurricane and spiritual power.

"Breaking the big spell!"

Song Guichan’s big sleeves were opened, and there was a fierce wind from the inside. The land was pushed to the city, and it was rolled up directly to Han Ying. In the wind, there were countless small wind blades, and there was a south view in the air. The corpse of the monk was being swept by the roots of the lotus platform. It was not cleaned yet, but it was blown by the wind. It was like a lingering moment. It instantly scraped the flesh and blood of the body, leaving only the bones.

Han Ying is cold and cold again. At this time, she is also a little shocked. She has a long shot in her hand, tearing the void around her, and using the crack formed by the void to stop this strange wind from approaching herself, just like this, every time A blow must have the power to tear the void, consume unspeakable and amazing, and the strange wind is constantly flowing, watching his guard circle become smaller and smaller.

After that, Song returned to the Zen hands together: "Whip Mountain!"

There is a huge mountain in the air, which is as high as a thousand feet. It seems to be growing out of the air. It is not a phantom, but an incomparable real rock. It just grows in the middle of him and the square. When the height of the stop was high, the square line was pushed back by him. When the mountain was born, Fang Xing had been forced by Song Guichan to a thousand feet away.

"Red Lotus!"

On the face of Song Gui, a sneer has risen, pointing to the flowers, pointing to Li Hongyi, a lotus flower in the void, faint red awning, tangled in Li Hongyi Li Hongyi, under the horror of the shock, began to struggle with the spirit, and wanted to struggle out, but soon the horror of the face gradually faded, the expression became more and more indifferent, dull, gave up the struggle, and finally Suddenly, he slowly fell to the Song Dynasty. The whole person seemed to have surrendered. Only the eyes were there, and there was still a touch of unwillingness.

Since the Nanzhun monks entered the Shenzhou, the most savvy and most unwilling to yield, they also worshipped at the foot of Song Guichan.

There was a smile on the face of Song Gui, and his eyes slowly looked at the way he was forced to go beyond a thousand feet. His expression was a madness, a cold arrogance, and a sarcasm: "Fang Daoyou, you have already Lost, what else do you want to say?"

Outside the thousand feet, the head is down, it looks very frustrated, the shape is single, and there are some openings that are pleasing to the eye: "It seems that you are really learning the magical methods of the northern region of China... too embarrassing, estimated small My father’s participation in the technique can’t compare with you for a lifetime, because in addition to some things that must be learned, I can’t afford the other things...”

After listening to this, Song Guichan’s face has already raised a faint smile, but the next words of the party made him slightly stunned.

"But if you want to say something, then there is another sentence..."

Fang Fang raised his head, and his voice gradually became extremely depressed and angry: "Even if you learn the eight thousand laws, it is not invincible!" During the speech, he raised his hand and looked up, like a push, in the air. The general spiritual power of the cloud cloud came over: "I have a master. I am very good to Xiao Ye. Not only protect me, but also pass on the first specific spell I have practiced in my life. The name is Yin Yang Da Mopan. And you bullied him, so Xiaoye, I went up the mountain today, that is, I have to make a bad breath for the old man..."

Speaking of this, the party exhaled and opened the voice, the tongue was spring and thunder, and the sound waves rolled, like a sky.

"Today, I am using a big grinding disc to break your eight thousand laws!" (To be continued.)

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