Today's crocodile ancestors are the strongest on the surface.
Just like when the warships came, Li Rui judged at the first time that he couldn't be tough.
Of course, we can go up and make a bet on whether we can win the game, but if there is a better way to deal with it, we should use our brains more and follow the best way.
There's nothing I can do, so I'm going to fight hard.
It's also a strategic victory to be able to use your brain to defeat your opponent and delay your opponent in exchange for time and space. Soft power is also power, not limited to hard power.
After swallowing the skills of the Western soil camp, the crocodile ancestor belched with black smoke from his nostrils. With a smile, he ferociously asked, "is there anything else?"
A short question represents his contempt.
The strong men of the Western Turks' camp drank: "kill
How can the Western soil camp be willing to be despised. Some of them are super light, some are ancestral holy weapons, some are dark weapons.
After all, everything was thrown towards the crocodile ancestor. The crocodile ancestor snorted with disdain. After a loud roar, he raised his arm and waved it fiercely. In the roar, all the attack means and magic weapons were swept away and flew to the sky.
The strong men in the West Turk camp have a cool heart.
At this time, an angel with the power of thunder killed, heavily hit the crocodile ancestor's waist, directly hit the crocodile ancestor's leg, only a little skin.
The crowd gaped and looked at the angel.
It was a holy angel with ten wings, only one pair of wings away from the twelve.
"It seems that instead of declining, the temple has made a step further."
Li Rui can't help but feel gratified. He once went to the temple to fight, which made the temple's face plummet. Now it seems that it is a good thing for the temple, which arouses the indignation of the temple.
The strength of this ten winged angel is probably at the God level. It is Li Rui who admits that he may also suffer heavy losses or even be dying if he is not on guard.
The temple is really powerful.
The new pope is indeed a great man of his generation.
Crocodile ancestor was badly hit. He yelled a few times, which made those people stagger. Then, in front of the crowd, he tore off his right leg and threw it away.
The wounded right leg, which was baptized by the holy light of angels, almost turned to ashes. However, the crocodile ancestor in strongly urged, even the right leg and slowly grow another new leg, with the naked eye speed in the growth.
"Kill The Pope drank.
However, this time their offensive has weakened a lot. The ten winged angel, the Pope can only summon it once, and it disappears after one blow.
Other ordinary attacks are not qualified at all.
Li Rui knew that he had to do it. Now is the best time.
"Nine eminent monks, please follow me."
Li Rui came to the eminent monk, nine people work together, hands together, form a formation, the top person, is Li Rui!
Li Rui's body exudes the light of Buddha, and a golden body is displayed, which is as high as a high-rise building. Buddha body, with Li Rui's action, grabs the alligator ancestor on the ground.
Crocodile ancestor is pinched in the golden hand.
At this time, the ground was buzzing and making a loud noise. All the people in the West Turk camp fled in a hurry. They saw the dark light of the road, the colorful light gathering, and the figure of crocodile ancestor was gradually pulled.
Crocodile ancestor blood red eyes directly at the top of the head of ten people, reason is rapidly lost!
That scene seems to reappear. I still remember that he was just a carefree little crocodile in the North Ming sea. He drank some water and ate some little monsters every day. It can be said that life was boundless.
Who knows that there is a way that he goes through a space crack and even goes through another space. This space, it is a bird not shit!
Not only is the true Qi thin, even the food is not delicious!
This makes him very dissatisfied, very angry! Anger means eating. The more he eats, the bigger his body is. He is polluted by this space and becomes less and less slim. The real Qi in his body is more and more miscellaneous.
He began to be violent, he began to eat people. People are the most common people on earth, and they like to gather together, which is the most suitable ration for them.
Tired of fish, he likes to go ashore to play autumn. Until one day, a prince of the human country came to him and advised him not to eat people. It was unhealthy to eat people.
The crocodile was angry.
"What's the matter with you? I've eaten too many people. Even if you're a son of a bitch, you're just my lunch!"
The crocodile opened his mouth and rushed at the prince. At this time, the prince's body is blooming with golden light, turning into a bottle of Buddha, directly grabbing him and flying up.
Caught by the golden light, crocodile ancestor felt powerless and almost dead. He felt that he had returned to the darkest period of the North Ming sea. When he met Kun, he was trembling like that. He could only hide quietly, and he did not dare to make a sound.
And this prince is just like Kun!
Crocodile ancestor once resisted and struggled, but in front of that man, it was really useless. Finally, crocodile ancestor was thrown to the moon and put into a temple.
Many years passed, crocodile ancestor in that boring little Xing Star passed alone. The moon has no fish to eat, no animals to eat, no people to eat, and even for years, there is no sound.
It wasn't until ten years ago that crocodile ancestor woke up. At that time, it was human beings who stepped into space and used scientific and technological means to excavate a reincarnation part of the temple.
Crocodile ancestor is along that small loophole to escape.
I didn't expect to be thrown on the moon again!
Crocodile ancestor is angry.
"You dare to hurt me, I will make you die! You let me go
Crocodile ancestors are both angry and frightened.
That kind of life, he did not want to endure again, even death, he refused to endure that state!
Crocodile ancestors struggle to death.
The golden Dharma began to shake violently.
Li Rui and the nine eminent monks are not real Buddhas. It's not easy to gather this power. The nine Buddhas can only do this by stimulating the power in their bodies, but it's also very difficult.
The transmission array roared, and the struggle of crocodile ancestors became more and more fierce.
At this time, the crocodile ancestor opened his mouth and bit on the head of Jinshen Faxiang. An old monk suddenly showed a terrible squeeze on his head, as if the crocodile ancestor was not biting the golden body, but directly biting his head.
Li Rui is burning with anxiety.
"Come on, come on!"
"Everyone, the last blow, please burst out!" Li Rui suddenly burst out with a loud drink. As soon as the gold body was tight, he suddenly exerted himself with the gold body of crocodile ancestor in his hand. Crocodile ancestor screamed and released his big mouth. But the next moment, the gold body was weak.
Crocodile ancestor blood red eyes, mouth suddenly open.
He wants a bite and bites the gold body to pieces.
This is a fake!
Unforgivable!
Boom!