Mysterious Devouring the Heavens Powerhouse

"suddenly!"

A black gleam flashed from the man's eyes, if he was still a little dull, close to instinct, but now he gave people a sense of dexterity, a power known for restoring the body.

At the same time, a wisp of black gas rose from the human body, the stench disappeared, half of the devil's face disappeared, and a handsome middle-aged man appeared in front of Yan Lin.

He was wearing a tattered shirt, but it didn't change his noble heart, the evil spots on his face receded, like a bright beam of sunlight shining on the dark sky, giving a feeling of cleanliness and softness.

"In the next paragraph of fame, I have seen Your Excellency!" The man had an innocent face, such as jade, bright and smooth, smiling, showing two rows of white teeth, and the sun was shining, bowing: "I don't know Your Excellency Where did you come from, why are you attacking me Dali?" If I'm wrong, I want to beg you and ask for your generosity. "

"Indeed, it's Duan Yu! For more than two hundred years, he has been unexpected." Yan Lin's heart sank, his face did not change, looking at Duan Yu, he said contemptuously: "If you can defeat or kill The master of the dead church, obviously will not rebel against himself."

Duan Yu still smiled and said, "Then ask your Excellency." Please! "

"I beg you!"

Yan Lin felt that something was wrong with Duan Yu, but Dali had to accept it and remove his troubles.In this way, it is enough to bring the strength of the Yunchuan provinces to Mongolia and retreat to a place to hold it.

As soon as Duan Yu's words fell, the smiles suddenly converged, a black vortex appeared, a wisp of black gas spread, and the stench suddenly reappeared, filling the sky and the earth, even the mountains and forests were infected, and the ancient trees grew from the prosperous leaves. Withered, experienced great changes.

dead between heaven and earth.

The sky and the earth are all dead, the vortex of empty life, a scene of eighty-eight ** flickering, covering the surroundings of Yan Lin, one by one, there are 64 black shadows, one by one, clapping their palms, besieging.

"boom!"

Yan Lin took his time, the turbid Yuan Dynasty handprints were shot down, and the reputation of more than ten black shadows disillusioned, and the black air dissipated, but soon, a dozen black shadows were formed, and 64 pieces were always maintained, no less than this.

"Shh!"

Yan Lin was struck by a notorious shadow, a burst of vitality was plundered, and a strand of white hair appeared on his beard.I don't know if this is an illusion. After a blow, Yan Lin found that the dark shadow of the 64 sections seemed to become stronger and gradually solidified.

"boom!"

"What's the matter? It's such a strange reputation."

Yan Lin thought to himself that he had been beaten several times, not only Duan Yu's shadow became stronger and stronger, but also the [-] diagrams became more and more prosperous, as if the seal was sealed and Yan Lin's square was closed. time and space.

"Master Yi Zhan Deng, the master of this church heard that Duan Yu was the master of Dali more than [-] years ago, but now he has become like this. I don't know if Master can clear my confusion."

With a bang, Yan Lin hit his palm again, his face was pale, his eyebrows were dark, and there was a silent breath.

64 The monk in the south has not yet Zhang, but the paragraph said: "Your Excellency should know that I will solve your confusion in the next time."

"Few adventures followed, and no book about the Buddhist scriptures, "The Writings of the North and the Gods" came to divine refinement. A hundred years later, I was sleeping at the end of my life. However, just as the coffin was about to be lowered At that time, a jet of black gas came out of my eyebrows and began to devour the creatures around me, killing dozens of people, energized, and resurrected beneath them."

However, after killing dozens of people, feeling guilty and guessing it was the result of "Magic of the North", I fear it will happen again.Then he worked hard, spent more than ten years, and finally, based on a male finger, had to control his body and pass it on to the then head of state, Duan Zhixing.

"After that, you can die safely without harming your children and grandchildren."

"I see." Yan Lin nodded slightly, he knew that Duan Zhixing was now the owner of the Southern Monk Lamp.

"Of course, this is also a sequelae that I have left to future generations. A few years ago, Mongolia attacked Dali, and Zhixing controlled its body, allowing me to devour the vitality of more than a hundred known wild animals and resurrected, Covered the world of martial arts and was forced to withdraw from Mongolia."

"Now, the same is true."

"That's the truth. No wonder the monks in the south have such a virtue. It turns out that it's because of you." Yan Lin said suddenly.

"Great! If you choose to fight, you probably won't do anything to you. Now, if you're on the phone line, you have to send it."

Duan Yu accelerated his action, and 64 shadows exploded together, causing Yan Lin to vomit blood and collapse.

"I'm afraid that even if I retreat, you won't let me go so easily." Yan Lin said thoughtfully.

Chapter [-] Master?

"Anyway, now you, only one person is dead!"

Duan Yu, no matter whether or not, the 64 characters suddenly united and appeared behind Yan Lin. Behind him, a terrifying phagocytic force struck. Yan Lin's magic and vitality opened the door like a flood and poured out.

"Do you really think the Pope has no ability to fight back?"

"If so, why did you wait until now?" Duan Yu asked the question, looking at the middle with confidence.

Yan Lin smiled calmly, did not argue, but said in action: "Beiming swallowed the mysterious feat in the sky!"

At this time, a Kunpeng entered the sea in Yan Lin's dantian. It opened a bus, and an unprecedented swallowing force came from Yan Lin's body, and then came to Duan Yu's body.

boom!

Duan Yu was caught off guard and plundered the vitality that Yan Lin had taken back directly, as well as the vitality of the remaining body that had been engulfed before.

"You, that's impossible! How can you cast magic in the north?" Duan Yu was stunned and wanted to cut off the relationship between the two, but he couldn't break free.

"This is not a job in the north." Yan Lin saw Duan Yu wanted to leave, he grabbed it with his backhand, Xuan Gong ran, Kun Peng was nervous, and the suction was even more serious.

With the naked eye, you can see the speed of Duan Yu's aging. Yan Lin's whole body is moistened, and it flows to his limbs, as if the whole cell and the entire hole are cheering and cheering; within a while, Duan Yu has directly turned into a rotten one. The wooden old man, the eighty or sixty-four diagrams under his feet are looming, and are about to dissipate.

In addition to the six or four chapters, Monk Nan also saw a lamp, thinking that the ancestors had completed his work, his heart was relaxed, his hands were tightly closed, and his face was beaming: "Amitabha!"

"Shh!"

After [-]% off, a ray of prestige blew, Duan Yu smiled slightly, not only did not have the resentment of death, but also had an endless joy: "Thank you, Your Excellency, I finally breathed a sigh of relief."

[64] The hexagon dissipated, and a figure emerged from it.

There was a light on the southern monk's face, but his heart welcomed it with great joy.Suddenly, his face changed, his voice was hoarse, and he said, "Why, how could it be you?"

"That's me" Yan Lin said with an indifferent smile: "For the sake of Chongyang Laodao, the church master gave you a chance to live on the road of Duan: self-harm, self-destruction, and ordered Dali to surrender!"