Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers

That oh, I still want to continue chasing. Zhuang Wudao is already a flash, and it is blocked by one person and one ghost. The black ghost fog, but ignore it, directly split into two, want to bypass him.

Zhuang Wudao was dumbfounded, and with one finger, there were thousands of star gods flying from his sleeves.

It is said that everything that touches Shi Ming’s flames will be petrified. However, the firepower of these sparkling butterflies has already been able to be bundled. The inner strength of the fire is only broke out when Zhuang Wudao’s intentions move.

And this is the moment, there is a lot of black fog, the butterfly that has been danced into a stone slag, sinking in the water.

Oh, it’s also a sigh of relief. Zhuang Wudao’s attack, although it did not hurt its roots, has also made it a hit.

I finally realized that the three people here are the strongest and have the ability to kill it. It is Zhuang Wudao, not Zhiyuan.

When the black fog gathers, the sword light is folded, and a sword shadow is practiced. It directly smashes the thousands of Sparks and destroys most of them. Then he fell to the head and neck of Zhuang Wudao, and the sword was so powerful that it was like a galaxy.

“Women Donnie, don’t move Ah with India”

In the distance, Zhiyuan once again produced a French seal, and a golden light was sent to Zhuang Wudao’s within the body.

Zhuang Wudao felt a light, with the body’s power, which also exploded, almost doubled. Knowing that this is the effect of Zhiyuan’s Dharma blessing, he suddenly smiled softly, and then he shot it. A Great Falling Monument, also hit the cold sword.

This palm is also as high as 1,200, but Zhuang Wudao does not use any Prfound Technique Divine Abilty. The feet are still standing still, like mountains.

Instead, the cockroach, the blue sword in his hand, was forcibly smashed by his palm.

The unscrupulous and broken mountains and rivers are pressed, and the black fog is fully contracted.

Oh, there is actually no entity, and the sword is not a real blade. All rely on the swords attached to them, gather swords, and then extract the spirit of Gengjin between Heaven and Earth. Although it is not a real sword, it also has the ability to hurt people, but there is still a huge gap compared to those real swords.

This is also Zhuang Wudao, who said that this third-order 忄魍, after that, is not afraid of it.

“Zhuang Xiong really got it”

Yan Dingtian laughed loudly, and his figure was not far away, but he did not help. Instead, the twelve ‘green dragon god beads, sprinkled open, and continuously played more than a dozen symbols, suspended in all directions. It was so simple and neat, a small array of spirits was arranged.

“Nine Palaces and Eight Poles, Dragon Flames Burning City”

As those symbols burned, a total of seventeen Fire Dragons came in from all directions. Make this thousand squares, like a sea of ​​flames.

It is really a fire like a furnace, burning gold and iron. At the periphery, a layer of strong obstacles were formed, which blocked the space.

Even Zhuang Wudao couldn’t help but praise it. This third-order shackle, the one that makes them most jealous, is not its swordsmanship or other, but the power of the gods. Yan Dingtian sealed the land of Baizhang with the law, and summoned the dragon flame with the technique. Any movements and any changes in this embarrassment can no longer escape the spiritual consciousness of the three.

Among the flames, the sly, a fierce embarrassment, finally showed the true body. It is a figure of only six inches high. Wearing a robe, short stature, bloody eyes, gray face and black face.

Although it is in the flame, but the body is under the body, but it has a layer of sinister evil, protecting it from the flame. The long sword that had been scattered before was regrouped in the meantime, from the bottom to the top, and then slashed. If lightning lightning, the eyes are almost difficult to capture. It is also due to the advantage of its sinister body.

“Is it a ghostly body?”

Zhuang Wudao was shocked and his eyes were scared. This is a sly, clearly distinct from the soul of the Han Palace. It should be the Foundation Establishment cultivator during his lifetime, which almost completely preserves the sword skill level of this person. The sacred body of the sorrow is that this scorpion has become a soul, and it can be regarded as a preliminary soul repair. Hey, the biggest difference with the cultivator is that there is no Spirit Aperture, so the same level of combat power is far less. The possession of the sacred body is different, with the soul as the body, the soul can be opened, and there is an independent intelligence. With those ordinary cockroaches, it is simply two strange things.

It’s a pity that this one in front of him is still bound by the sword, and he is not able to break away from independence.

The sword is gloomy and full of evil spirits. Zhuang Wudao did not dare to rush to use the method of moving away from the Qiankun to force the force, directly with the sword, the mouth of the Lei Xingjian stood with the sky of purple thunder, and the gray blue sword light.

A slamming sound, the sinister cold sword slightly touched, but also instantly condensed, stabbing his eyebrows. Zhuang Wudao is helpless, and can only be motivated by the mind, so that Lei Xingjian once again resisted.

And this time the sword, not yet close, has turned into smoke. And then followed by a series of light and shadow changes, the speed of the two men out of the sword is extremely fast, there will be more than 30 swords.

Lei Xingjian and Lei Tian Shen Leiben have the power of evil spirits, and through the wisdom of the ‘imperate A-indian, Dharma blessing, waving the sword light brilliant, can sweep the evil atmosphere. However, I can’t stand this shackle, millions of years of accumulation, sorrow and power, endless general. The evil sword immediately smashed with Zhuang Wudao for hundreds of times, and it also collapsed for fifty or sixty times. However, it can always recover instantly. The sword is always scattered and reunited, gathering and reuniting, erratic.

Zhuang Wudao’s swordsmanship is actually a disadvantage, and can only be passively guarded. Before, I only split some of my souls, and some of my attention was on the weakness of this cockroach, and a pair of fists ready to go.

Gradually, Zhuang Wudao had to put all his efforts into fighting with it, trying to adapt to the opponent’s sword rhythm.

Fortunately, this embarrassment, the swordsmanship of life is only the Foundation Establishment level, at this time the wisdom, is not enough to make its sword technique flexible. At this time, there are also Zhiyuan and Yan Dingtian to help out, not because he is alone.

I don’t know when Zhiyuan has taken out a five-ring tin cane from the Void Ring, and the pole is pointed to the mouth, and the Buddhist scriptures are spoken.

Under the feet, with the tip of the stick as the Core, opened a huge ‘zh, the word Buddha.

“Women must be more than Ah, do not move the magic seal”

After a full ten-day interest, the print was completed, and the ‘zh, the word Buddha, suddenly turned from the sky. To the top of the people’s head, and then fell. Numerous golden verses revolve around the ‘zh, the word rotates. Like a golden giant clock, slammed underneath.

Yan Dingtian perfected the array on the periphery, making the 17 Fire Dragons even more powerful, biting the shackles. It is also the emptiness of the knives that provokes the knives in the air, and provokes the glory of the Buddha’s door inside the blade.

I don’t know this person, cultivation is what Cultivation Technique, Buddhism, can actually be used like a model, no half-stagnation.

Well, it is also clear that the crisis has been sensed, and several consecutive swords will avoid the number of points. Then he slammed into the ground with a sword, forcibly broke through the slate under his body, and suddenly countless sighs and spirits of the five elements rushed out from the slate.

And the third-order 忄魍, also moved by the momentum, turned out to be a sword, gathered a dozen feet of sword glow, skyrocketing. The ‘zh, the word Buddha, which fell in the air, was smashed in an instant.

“evil creature”

Zhiyuan’s face was white and the air was floating, and it was clearly affected. The tip of the tin cane once again knocked on the slate, and then another group of Buddha light gathered at the tip of the pole.

“Ahdo Sheshwa, do not move a thousand handprints”

In the void, suddenly there are dozens of arms and arms that are ten feet long. They are all Buddhas, and they are moving toward the sword light.

The swordsman turns into a black fog and gathers into an adult shape. First, another chilly sword condenses. After the second, the second, the third, the three-sword light, with a twist, put the dozens of Buddha’s hands and cut off. And the mouth knife that Yan Ding Tian Hao went to, there is no suspense, it was hit by this third-order shackle.

Some response, it is justified, and the third-order strength is undoubted. It can be said that it is easy and easy, just put the three people together and easily break open.

Zhuang Wudao smiles instead, his eyes are bright and radiant. His gods finally captured this flaw, the real weakness and the Core. The intention of the moment is firmly locked, and any change in this ambiguity is not divorced.

Here, other parts of the body, after being cut off, can be reborn and compounded immediately. Only the point that he is locked at this moment is the Core of the spirit of this evil spirit.

“Du Tian Yu Dao, God Lei Tianyi two please help me”

A huge purple mine hit, merged with Lei Xingjian. The sword is also rising from the air, walking through the shuttle

The secret, even if it is not Prfound Technique Divine Abilty, has a quick and powerful sword.

“Zhuang Shizhu is really powerful, Zhiyuan admire”

Zhiyuan clearly noticed the intention of Zhuang Wudao. In the big laugh, he only sang the Buddha’s name, and immediately there was a layer of golden light, which was also blessed on the sword. Yan Ding Tian is also a hand-held print, under the guidance. Full of seven Fire Dragons, rushing up. Wrapped in the dark brown sword light in the thunder, to help back.

The third-order scorpion, then gave a screaming roar. Since Zhuang Wudao locked his Origin Soul Core, he was panicked and smashed dozens of hundreds of heavy word lights, trying to defend himself. The body is constantly scattered and gathered, gathered and reunited, trying to get rid of Zhuang Wudao’s soul lock.

It’s just Zhuang Wudao’s Sword Intent, which is always the same. The same is true of the Lei Xingjian, and under the blessing of Zhiyuan Yan Dingtian, the power of a sword can even be worth the Golden Core cultivator.

The situation is like a broken bamboo, and the heavy sword glow is worn. But Zhuang Wudao will have to crush this third-order 忄魍, one sword.

The three people only saw the black fog above the illusion, and the cockroach, actually did not see the trace.