Heavenly God Mnemonic

The Mid-Autumn Mid-Autumn in the distance felt something, and immediately understood something, and shouted sharply: "Boss, it's time for you to die!"

With a wave of his hand, countless afterimages appeared in the air, turning into red light and slashing past. Constantly breaking through the monster's body protection innocence, driving him into a disadvantage.

"A group of jumping clowns!"

The monster roared, turning around and leaving, ignoring a hard fight with Zhongqiuzi.

"Want to escape, is it possible?"

Mid-Autumn's fingertips, shouted: "Xinghe!"

The originally dark tank world suddenly became dazzling, and the monster hiding in the void suddenly appeared.

Countless galaxies and galaxies flicker around the Mid-Autumn Festival. That towering energy is a power to create everything.

The monster didn't dare to hold big anymore, and hurriedly recalled his clone.

In that crack, Chong Ying and Yas were vomiting blood with the force of the explosion, and the monster clone that was also hit hard disappeared.

Yass immediately understood, and said loudly: "He has recalled the clone, and he will crack the crack!"

Immediately ignore the serious injury to the body, using his hand as a sword, cut out a burst of icy energy, and split it into the crack.

The sword aura entered the sea like a mud cow without any sound.

Yas was surprised: "This..."

"Let me come."

A golden light flew quickly and landed beside them.

Yass was shocked: "You..."

The man with the golden light was Yang Xuanzang, with a dao text flashing in front of him, which was somewhat similar to the monster clone, but was much dim and fuzzy.

Yass took a breath: "You have absorbed his power!"

Yang Xuanzang smiled bitterly: "I almost died, I don't know what happened, it seems to be integrated into my Dao body."

Yas was jealous and wailed, "Oh, why are you always the one who benefits?"

Yang Xuanzang said, "I thought about it. The power of these skywalkers is the power of the Great Dao, right? It just nourishes my Taoism. And I still have the power of the first generation of Peacock King, which is also the power of Skywalker. It's much easier to integrate."

Yass said depressed: "How can it be so easy?"

Yang Xuanzang raised his hand, the elements of the five elements gushing out from the sky, condensed into the form of five halberds, and then unified and turned into the five elements halberd and fell.

Yang Xuanzang held the halberd in both hands, waved it out, and shouted, "Help me!"

With a wave of the halberd in the air, a full moon was drawn and cut into the crack.

Asti breathed a sigh of relief and roared, almost fighting out his old life, a cold air wrapped in thunder and lightning, and followed the halberd light.

Chong Ying had already gathered momentum by the side, poured his whole body energy into his fist, and blasted it past.

Three forces entered the crack one after another.

The world was silent for an instant, and then a dazzling light burst out from the cracks, rushing to the endless night in an instant.

The three were caught off guard and were directly swallowed by this force.

The whole world in the tank was trembling, roaring like a hoarse wind, and horror and violent auras raged non-stop.

In the distance, Zhongqiuzi was fighting with the monster to the key point, and the two of them were furious at the same time. Zhongqiuzi was overjoyed, but the monster was very angry and screamed: "If you break the sky can, you will die!"

Zhongqiuzi said coldly: "If you die, you can't help but decide!"

The galaxy around him kept spinning, contending with the dark colors of the monsters. The two supreme lords exerted their power to the extreme, and the cracks in the sky-filled jar broke open again, and the whole jar was unbearable.

"Yang Qingxuan, are you not dead?"

In the chaos and various inversions, Yass desperately shouted, looking for Yang Qingxuan's figure.

"Ahem, don't worry, I'm not dead yet, it won't be easy to say the next moment."

A beam of energy burst out with brilliance, and it was broken with a "wow", Yang Xuanzang rushed out from the inside, but his whole body was **** and the wound was scary. The chest was almost torn open, and the bones and internal organs inside were faintly visible.

"Fuck, it's not dead, it's so unfair!"

Yass was first worried about Yang Qingxuan's safety, but when he saw that he was not dead, he felt jealous and yelled unfairly.

"about to die."

Yang Xuanzang smiled bitterly: "The power of this pot is also the energy of ‘cause’, but I don’t have the power to absorb it anymore."

All the edible pills have been eaten, and in this chaotic environment, it is difficult to survive.

Yas waved his hand, and a cold light appeared, covering the two of them, forming a hard barrier. It becomes a huge vacuum ice cube, rolling and shaking in this energy circle.

At this time, not far from the ice, in an energy vortex, countless red silk threads were messed up, a large number of silk threads were swallowed in by the vortex, and the rest were fleeing desperately.

It was the body of Chong Ying, who was about to die, struggling on the line of life and death.

Yang Xuanzang frowned and asked, "Do you want to save him?"

Yass sneered: "This man is an enemy. Joining us with us is also forced by the situation. Now that he looks like this, he doesn't have any effect. What can I do to save him? Let him die here gloriously. Can be held by a Supreme Kill, he is happy."

Yang Xuanzang's face was full of black lines: "What is this, save him, how can I say that he also helped us. You are just a small effort to save him."

Yas said coldly: "I am not used to the kindness of women."

Yang Xuanzang said: "What he said is the same as you half-step supreme, and also joined hands with you to fight the supreme, just this little friendship is enough for you to save him?"

Yass smiled and said, "Not enough. This kind of bug, like that monster, is just an ant in front of my dragon."

Yang Xuanzang closed his eyes, pinched the tactics to heal his injuries, and ignored him: "Do whatever you want."

Seeing that he was really cultivating, Yas felt boring. He chuckled and stretched his hand forward. The ice flew past and quickly reached the vortex.

Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed it again, and a force of strength landed.

Those red silk threads desperately shot out, wrapped around the silk threads, and kept trying to climb upwards, and soon they reached the ice cubes and blended in little by little.

"Thank you."

After the red silk threads entered, they entangled in the air for a while, slowly turning into the appearance of a heavy baby, but the figure was very thin and his face was ugly like poisoning, but he was still grateful to Yas.

Yass stood with his hand in his hand, looked around and said, "Now we can't do anything. It's all about the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Then he sat down cross-legged and practiced.

The three of them all settled, allowing the ice to float in the space of riots.

It didn't take long for the energy to become more violent, and there was a circle of shocks from a distance, bombarding the ice, making a lot of "crunching" sounds.

Yas closed his eyes tightly, just waved his hand slightly, repairing the ice.

The three of them are indifferent to things far away, trying hard to heal every bit of time. Crucially, they can't help anymore. Stabilizing the injury and not letting yourself die is the greatest help.