The Legend Of Shen Gongbao

Looking at Mu Qingzhu, Wangchen smiled softly: "There are many monks who died in the hands of Poor Dao, even some of them are scattered, I don't know which disciple you are."

Hearing Wangchen's words, Na Mu Qingzhu frowned and said in his heart: "It's so killing."

"Pan Dao is under Taishi Dao" Mu Qingzhu Road.

Wangchen smiled coldly: "Tai Shi Dao? There were also Tai Shi Dao monks who died in the hands of this seat a few days ago."

"The Immeasurable Tianzun" Mu Qingzhu heard this and immediately shouted loudly, his face was full of grief, but he said nothing.

"The daoists were vicious and caused people's souls to be scattered, but it was against the will of your ancestors. The ancestors had issued edicts a few days ago. I and the cultivators are not allowed to break the souls. I don't know if the taoists ever knew." In Mo Xie's eyes, the sword qi was coming and going, it seemed that the emptiness was pierced by the supreme sword qi.

"So what? It's not that I don't want to show mercy to his subordinates, but that he has no eyes and cannot keep his hands," Wang Chen said calmly.

"Fellow Daoist has fallen into a demon barrier. Today, I am waiting to send you to the list and should be robbed. I don't know what the fellow Daoists think?" But when a monk from Liuyunfeng came out, he looked at Wangchen with a fierce face. .

"Goodness, this remark is great and good, and today it will be called Taoist friends Yingjie." The monks all responded together.

The next moment, I saw this monk Liuyunfeng bowing to Wangchen, and the next moment I saw a white divine light s coming out of his hand, piercing the void between his breath: "Liuyunfeixiu".

Countless streams of light seemed to be clouds, flying out from the sleeves of the cultivator of Liuyunfeng, and circling along the mysterious path in the void, trying to surround Wangchen in the middle.

"Huh, three flavors of real fire" Looking at the countless streamers, Wangchen snorted coldly, a touch of anger appeared on the baby's fat face, but the next moment he saw red light flying from his nose, breathing in a circle. For tens of millions of miles, the void has caused ripples under these three flavors of real fire.

No matter what magical power you use, I just burn it down. You must be frightened and wiped out.

The real fire of the three flavors is no more than two or three breaths, but it has already ignited the void, and the sky full of clouds has turned into air. The flames billowed all over the sky, rushing toward Da Liu unscrupulously.

"Quick shot, but Liu Yunfeng's Dao brother can't resist it anymore."

Seeing the monk of Liuyun Peak teetering under the real fire of the three flavors, he saw Taishidao's eyebrows move, and the next moment a sharp sword light traveled through nine days. The head of the endless cloud is cut down, and the endless edge is wrapped in it, as if to split the world at once.

"boom".

Mo Xieguo really deserves to be a well-known master in swordsmanship of the younger generation of Taishidao, but this hand swordsmanship is more powerful than Liuyunfeng's Liuyunfeixiu. I don't know how many times this sword light actually cut through the shamisen. The fire flew for more than ten feet before it was decomposed into intangibles under the baking of the real fire of shamisen and turned into the nourishment of real fire of shamisen.

One blow did not achieve meritorious work, but was burned by the flame of the opponent's sword qi, and Mo Xie's expression suddenly changed: "Impossible. How did my sword qi turn to ashes under this flame?".

"I don't know if this little Pi Niang is that disciple. The power of this flame is too great. I'm afraid it's not something I can handle." A monk at Hongshan Peak frowned, looking at the unscrupulous shamisen real fire that rose up into the sky. The eyebrows were frowned sharply.

"Kill" saw the crowds in the field stubbornly stubborn, but saw dozens of Hongshanfeng monks forming a formation and jumping out, turning into a net of runes and shrouded in the blazing fire of the three flavors. Catch up the real fire of the three flavors soaring into the sky.

"It's really wishful thinking to actually extinguish the fire in this seat."

Looking at a big net hanging down from the air, the big net covered countless lines. Wangchen smiled coldly. Although he didn't have much combat experience, as several conflicts broke out, this shamisen real fire gave her countless confidence.

The sky full of shamisen real fire is suppressed by the rune network. The cultivators kept shrinking, but the monks were filled with joy when they saw this. After all, this blazing flame was something of restraint, but this smile hadn't held on for a few breaths, and in the next moment, I saw countless screams rising into the sky. , One by one, the firemen rushed towards the distance, crying and crying. But it hasn't taken three steps yet, but it has been reduced to ashes under the flame.

Why are you? .

But things must be reversed. The shamisen real fire was suppressed by the rune network, but after being compressed to a certain limit, it suddenly counterattacked. The grid was shattered, and the monks could not avoid it, and were instantly enveloped by the shamisen real fire.

"Crack".

"Crack".

"Crack".

In just a few breaths, but seeing the place where the Taipingdao’s life jade plaque was placed, several breaths of the jade plaque turned into powder.

"Damn, what happened at the foot of the mountain? How come there are so many disciples suddenly gone, this time the Zi Zongmen will surely roll up a monstrous wave," the disciple guarding the hall mumbled.

But when I looked closely, I saw that the dead disciples were all monks from Liuyunfeng and Hongshanfeng, but he was puzzled: "What have these disciples of Liuyunfeng and Hongshanfeng have gone through so that their souls have disappeared? But I can't keep it from happening, and you still need to pass on the peak masters."

After a short while, I saw streams of light soaring into the sky, flying towards the peaks.

"Give me a hold." Seeing all the disciples falling into the real fire of shamisen one after another, the wood and green bamboo on the other side could not be calmed. The next moment, I saw a blue-green staff dart across the void, enveloping the mighty sky, towards The endless shamisen real fire suppressed away.

This green bamboo stick is the magic weapon of the wooden green bamboo, but this stick is extraordinary. Back then, it was able to hold a few breaths in the thunder pond of Yu Duxiu, which shows its power.

The real fire of shamisen is not afraid of the oppression of the green bamboo cane, the billowing sky is falling, not only can not make the real fire of shamisen low, but the real fire of shamisen rises to the sky, even more high, the fire snake envelopes the rich sky go with.

"Quick withdrawal, this flame is powerful, we will discuss countermeasures later."

The green bamboo stick is worthy of a magic weapon. Although it could not restrain the real fire of shamisen, it also fixed the real fire of shamisen to a certain extent. The surrounding disciples took the opportunity to retreat and withdrew to the camp of Daliu.

Seeing countless monks retreating, the wooden green bamboo took away the stick and turned into streamer and rushed into the camp.

"Huh, I count you good luck this time, next time you have to turn all of you to gray." Wangchen retracted one hand into his sleeve, stroking the flag of ten thousand fire, a cold and harsh light flashed in his eyes, calling the opposite Countless monks are chilling.

"Woo~~~".

"Woo~~~".

"Woo~~~".

The horn of the void blew, the two armies withdrew, and this battle was temporarily over.

Da Chen Yingzeng, all the soldiers and monks looked at the breezy Wangchen, and they all showed fear. Then Li Yunhui complimented Wangchen, "Fairy is a good skill, and the other monk who hit him Fucked, hugged and squirmed, thinking that it won’t be long before the Dalu dynasty will be completely defeated~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to avenge the fairy’s fellow family."

Wangchen smiled lightly, with a touch of contempt on his face: "Huh, it's just a group of incompetent people. I just learned a kind of ability of my brother, and I have already defeated the other side. If my brother comes here, discipline The opponents are all turned to gray."

With that said, Wangchen's eyes were flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the Dalu Dynasty, the monks sat opposite each other, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are silent and silent.

After a while, I saw Mo Xie slowly speak: "I don't know that this female crown is the disciple. I actually have such supernatural powers, but I can't restrain it. I need to think of a way."

The green bamboo on one side touched his chin, and his eyes flashed thinking: "All the flames in these heavens have their source. This flame is so fierce and overbearing, it must have its roots, but I don’t know the source of the flames. where".

When this statement fell, all the monks bowed their heads and meditated. Now if everyone can't restrain the shamisen fire in one day, but there is no hope of defeating the other party in a day, if you want to defeat the enemy, you must surrender the shamisen fire. , Otherwise everything is empty talk. To be continued. Enable new URL