Zong Shou was stunned, why did Xiao Jin swallow this thing?
Is everything swallowed up without form?
One of his specialties is shape-shifting, which allows him to shape-shift into any mythical beast or powerful person.
One is proficient in illusion, attacking people's soul consciousness, leaving no trace and no trace, making it difficult to guard against——
Wait!
A glimmer of light flashed in Zong Shou's eyes. This little guy's ambition is really not small!
But to reach that point, it must devour more higher-level formless gods and demons.
Xiao Jin swallowed the transparent crystal pill, then retracted his body, and there was no more movement.
Zong Shou shook his head, ignored it, and walked directly to the space-time abyss gate.
A flicker in the void was ten miles away. But at this moment, a majestic and unimaginable pressure of soul thoughts rippled outward from the Yuan Gate and swept across the void.
Zong Shou first felt the sea of soul exploding and shaking, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Then the thoughts gathered together again. Condensed into one, crushed together.
It was as if a huge, heavy and solid ship had crashed into the tranquil lake.
It set off waves that filled the sky, smashing everything that dared to resist into pieces!
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zong Shou's lips, and his soul thoughts broke out again and again.
When he resisted step by step and reached the core of his soul, the true form of the Dharma residing in the sea of souls suddenly opened his eyes.
In the center of his eyebrows is the word "Tao", and in those pupils are two whirlpools.
Water and fire, yin and yang, life and death, cause and effect, destiny, the universe——
Correspond to each other and complement each other.
The black and white holes in his hands rose into the air and hung behind him.
With the true form of the Dharma, he used his hand to move again. He used pure soul power to condense a four-foot blood sword that was similar to the Nameless Sword.
The nine-story golden pagoda also fell from the sky at this time and landed in his left hand.
When the giant wheel rushed towards him, he also swung his sword!
There was a "boom" sound, and Zong Shou felt as if his soul had been blown into countless pieces.
Blood was bleeding from all the orifices, and the image was so horrifying. For a moment, even the forbidden technique and the pain in his eyes were suppressed.
Fortunately, the core of the soul finally withstood the impact and did not break.
Apart from the somewhat uncomfortable aftermath of the shock, there were no other serious problems.
Zong Shouzheng was worried about how to deal with the aftermath, when the nine-story golden pagoda in the palm of the true form of the Dharma spontaneously emitted thousands of golden lights.
The emptiness in his heart and the space in his soul sea returned to calm in an instant.
The cracks in Yunhun's soul are rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye as the golden light shines.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
Zong Shou was slightly shocked. He had never visited the golden pagoda just now.
Only then did I realize that Senior Brother Wei Xu really didn't think highly of him.
The weight of this apprenticeship gift was far beyond his imagination.
Looking at the level of magical power of this tower, I am afraid that it is not in the illusion state!
It’s far more than just the ability to suppress the aura of the king!
It seems to be a fragment of a treasure——
There was no time to investigate carefully. Zong Shou immediately looked ahead. Then he saw a purple-robed young man standing in the abyss gate.
Standing with hands behind his hands, a sneer on his lips. He is like a god, looking down at the people.
"Jueyan?"
Zong Shou immediately understood in his heart that the person in front of him was not Jueyan's true form, but must have been transformed by a split soul.
However, the feeling given to him by that qi machine was still like a bottomless abyss! No, it should be said to be a black hole or a white hole——
Only things that have been seen, only these two can accurately describe it.
He has seen a lot of toast, Long Ying and Lin Xuanshuang.
But both of them will try to converge the air. Unlike this person, they do not cover up, domineering and sharp.
"This is the incarnation of the old man's essence!"
That flames flickered slightly, looking up and down to Zong Shou.
"Being able to think of my soul, it can still maintain the soul of the soul, it is very good! Although it is less than one percent, at the age of your age, there is no."
Zong Shou's heart sinking to the bottom of the valley, a cold. The right hand could only hold the unknown sword, and the blue tendons stunned.
Even in the face of this situation, he will not lose the courage to pull the sword.
However, what's the use? In front of this person, although it is only a drop of sperm blood for the flames. It is enough to make him desperate. The no god and magic is tantamount to the star fire to Haoyue!
Even if he was a holy realm, he dared to fight hard at this time, and dared to pull the sword and cut it!
It was the one in front of him, so he only felt that he couldn't even breathe, and forcibly suffocated.
But want him to give up? Never!
But can I only watch it, watching this person blocking before Yuanmen?
Or wait for Lin Xuanshuang to help him?
Mocure self -laughed again, thinking about these things at this time, it will be redundant.
Although he did not want to admit that the other party did not show the opportunity, but at this moment his life was indeed in this dear sanctuary, between thoughts.
This feeling is really upset!
That 'Jueyan' changed her mood, but she didn't care about it, and still said faintly: "You are my descendants of the Lu family. With such strength, there are no one of the millions of people!
You have a chance. Within ten days, if you can only rely on your own strength, enter this Yuanmen. Your mother's remaining punishment can be exempted by the old man- "
Zong Shou frowned, but there was no sense of joy in his heart.
Just go to the Yuanmen, it sounds simple. However, this flame must have the following. I am afraid that it is never possible to make him like it.
"Nature old man, you will also try to stop it!"
The flames said, slightly brushed the sleeve. The instantaneous red fire burned, making the 30,000 -foot land here, like a flame melting furnace.
All dark fogs, they collapsed when they touched it.
"Just limited to the power of this avatar--"
That gaze is interesting, with a bit of provocation and contempt.
I don't know if I am illusory. Zong Shou somehow, always feel that this person, most of the time, is looking at his closed eyes.
The eyes seemed curious, and seemed to be looking forward to it.
Zong Shou thought a little bit, and he had resolutely stepped forward, and never said a word.
Knowing yourself, there is no choice at all. You must try it to be willing to be willing.
As early as before entering the prison, I had already held the will of death. So at this moment, why do you need to regret it?
Step out of three steps, walk into the red inflammation, Zong Shoumei's heart, and the golden mark appeared again.
Seven thousand feet of thunder wings opened, and under the feet, a black flame was born as a lotus -like flame.
Zong Shou, never in the fire of the sky, the body dissipates.
After three hundred feet, Nine Silver Tail appeared.
There are some fine water blue scales around the body.
This is the blood of water unicorn, self -hair care body.
Just three hundred feet, the fire of the empty air has been forced to make Zong Shou, and use all the blood of the blood.
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