Ten Gods

The ancient town of the town has covered a dozen square feet of space. The force of the inner devil has surged. It was terrible, but there was a crack in this moment. Moreover, the crack appeared as a spider web. It extends to various positions in the ancient area of ​​the town, which makes the monks in the Nirvana wilderness unable to change color.

"Damn! Give me strength again!"

There is no shortage of cold light in the scorpion of God, and the ancient magic works more powerfully.

Within it, the purple gods became more and more, the power of the demon was boiling, and the madness flooded toward Lin Tian.

Lin Tian is in the middle of the ancient magical area of ​​the town, facing the power of the savage devil, still slightly closed his eyes.

He swiped his hands, swayed his body, his body moved, his heart moved with his heart, and God moved freely, giving a very elegant feeling, just like a fairy.

Behind him, the road map resembling yin and yang fish becomes more and more clear, and there is a special kind of vast atmosphere intertwined, gradually wrapping him around.

At this time, he opened his eyes, the scorpion was peaceful and deep, and the right hand was slightly gripped as a fist, and the front was gently shocked.

This punch did not show any horrible power, but it made the tyrannical town of the ancient trembles tremble, and then the next moment, the clear and crisp sound of the slamming, the entire town of the ancient magical domain completely cracked, directly Broken down.

"The town of the ancient devil, was crushed by...!"

On the Nirvana Wasteland, all the monks were shocked.

In the distance, the nine young strongmen in the heavens are also tightening their pupils.

"The town of the ancient devil has been broken, how is it possible?!"

Nine people are unbelievable. In their memory, in the same generation, no one can break through the ancient realm of the town.

"Good!"

White Tiger and Xiao Tai are staying together, and this time is naturally very exciting.

Only the face of God's innocence became extremely ugly, and a burst of iron and blue, his town of ancient devils was actually crushed.

"What is your surgery?!"

He looked at Lin Tian, ​​cold channel.

The ancient magical techniques he practiced were created by an ancient ancestor of Heaven. No one in the heavens and eighties of heaven is able to control it. It is terrible, and the ancient magical domain is the ancient magic. A very strong core of the great art, no one in the same generation can break his surgery, now, Lin Tian actually did, the broken town of the ancient magic.

Lin Tian is in vitro, surrounded by yin and yang, and the yin and yang breath is intertwined with another vast atmosphere, which makes him look very elegant, if the gods are dusty.

"What surgery? I think about it." He stepped forward and calmly walked toward the gods: "Your technique is called the ancient land of the town, then, it is called, Taiji **** domain."

With the words falling, his figure is elegant, step by step, traversing Baizhang, and the next moment appears in front of God.

God is full of scorpions, a cold, intertwined with purple lines, waving in the right hand, and the magic purple purple pattern is pressed against Lin Tian.

Lin Tian stepped, not moving, its in vitro, yin and yang map intertwined, the sky full of 诛 紫 紫 purple, but it is simply not pressed in, all isolated.

God has no movement: "You..."

Lin Tian is still in the expression, once again raised his hand to punch, gently hit forward, the life through the sky, the magic purple purple, falling on the chest of God.

This fist still has no horrible scent. Even from the surface, the body of God is not traumatized. However, God is full of trepidation, and the face full of purple lines immediately becomes distorted.

This made the monks of the Nirvana wilderness all shocked. Those who can come here are not weak. Naturally, it can be seen that at this time, God's indispensable face is completely caused by the pain of extremes and extremes.

At this time, God did not lack a big mouth to cough blood, and the whole side flew.

Its blood is mixed with some dirty debris.

"This is called Tai Chi."

Lin Tian opened his mouth and his voice was calm. He took the Taiji God's body and walked toward the sky.

Taiji, the precious heritage passed down by ancient China, has a very good effect on the practitioner's essence, qi and spirit. When he was on Earth, he practiced. He liked it very much and once practiced with Bai Qiu.

Taiji on the earth, this is just a very ordinary Wufa. The old people of the world have practiced, so it is not a big deal to keep fit. However, the artistic conception contained in Taiji is very deep and profound. Unpredictable, Ke Ke Gang, can be soft, can be attacked, can be defensive, its core essence, is to restrain the force.

Nowadays, in the ancient domain of the town, the power of the demon is too terrible. All the techniques he has practiced cannot compete. However, he did not give up. He closed his eyes and thought that the Holy Force would stop flowing completely and go to the subconscious. Thinking about what method should be used to check and balance the ancient land of the town, and then he thought of the principle of Ke Wanli elaborated by Taiji.

Sometimes, once the monk thinks of something and gets the first hint of inspiration, then the inspiration is constantly flowing. He thought of the essentials of Taiji's restraint, as if it lighted a bright light in the darkness, and the Holy Spirit began to work with his subconscious mind and began to work in a special way.

Then, all the water to the channel, the new way of running the Holy Power came out, and a new technique was born.

He walked, the speed was very fast, and it was the presence of the gods in the sky.

Without the power of horror, his nephew was peaceful and deep, and he still calmed his fists and fell on the chest of God.

"cough!"

God is once again wounded, there is no trauma on the surface of the body, but it is a big mouth vomiting blood, and a small half of the heart fragments fly out of its mouth, shocking.

Lin Tian's expression is unchanged, Taiji God's body protector, isolated from the law, once again, appearing in the side of God's lack of flying out, hands move, sometimes for the palm, and sometimes for the fist, with the yin and yang of the Taiji Divine Again and again, it falls on the holy body of God.

While he was out of the box, he continued to perfect the Taiji Divine, and this new way of working in the body became more and more sophisticated over time.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, he pushed horizontally with his hand and fell on the chest of God. He directly flew out without a flaw.

He named the new technique with Taiji, but it was not the kind of Taiji on the earth, but the Taiji **** domain at this time was created by the artistic creation of Taiji on the earth.

God has no shortage of flying, constantly coughing blood.

He looked at each other, simply stepping, his right hand froze, and he buckled the left wrist of God without a twist.

"Ka!"

The crisp sound came out, and the left hand of God was directly fractured.

Moreover, there is an invisible force that moves up the arm and spreads to various positions in the body. Once again, the big mouth vomits blood, and there are many dirty organs and blood in the blood. It looks like a scalp. Hemp.