Chapter 1518
Combining the fist power of the seven rules and the prestige of the little holy body, it seems that even the sky can blow down.
Boom!
The fist hit on the violent magma, and then the magma wrapped with the collapse of heaven and earth directly annihilated into nothingness.
"Eh? It's precious that you can play such a powerful offensive by peeping into the mysterious holy land. Moreover, you have seven rules alone. This talent can be called evil."
The instrument spirit's eyes narrowed slowly and stared at the tall and straight back under the countless magma rain, revealing a color of surprise and uncertainty.
"I want to see if you can take the second move?"
The childish sound of the spirit of the instrument made a cold hum, and the more violent magma River crossed the sky and condensed into a huge magma long knife.
Keng!
This Sabre can cut the stars, split the sun and moon, melt the sky and split the earth.
This knife carries the powerful destructive power of swallowing the spirit magma river. I'm afraid all the saints will be annihilated.
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a dignified color. The sky knife made by swallowing Lingyan pulp river was too terrible. Only the escaping knife gas had a sense of crisis like choking in his throat.
"Fulong fist!"
Zhuo Wen didn't dare to neglect. His right foot was a little, his right fist retracted, and then he burst out. This fist was like a shell.
Boom!
Where the fist moves through, the sound of detonation is heard, the air is squeezed and the space is cracked.
The seven rules are attached to the fist movement and turn into countless dragon shadows. They are intertwined and swayed up.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen's Voldemort is much stronger than any previous Voldemort.
Bang bang!
The knife was cut off and exploded in the fist. Then Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that the knife was too terrible that day. It flashed away. The countless dragon shadows were directly cut off and annihilated inch by inch.
Cut off countless faucets. The knife buzzed that day, and the blade pointed directly at Zhuo Wen's key, as if it could pierce Zhuo Wen's body and cut it into countless pieces of powder.
"Damn it, why is it so terrible?"
Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, and he punched out. Countless dragon shadows rose and fell, and the dragon power was mighty. He wanted to block the terrible Tiandao.
However, Tiandao is too terrible. Even if Zhuo Wen's fist evolved into Fulong boxing, the countless dragon shadows can only stop Tiandao for a moment, that is, they collapse directly.
Keng!
Tiandao cut off the tap at the last moment, and the magma flowing on its surface began to flow violently. For a moment, the power of Tiandao was so powerful that it was terrible.
"Nine times in front of the Buddha, one time in the middle of the sky!"
Zhuo Wen's face was ugly. The Buddha's light rushed into the sky and turned into a huge Buddha shadow. The Buddha shadow knelt down and knocked on the sky. As soon as he knocked, it seemed that even the sky would be covered and pressed down.
Keng!
Under this knocking power, Tiandao trembled and was about to fall, but it still couldn't stop the terrible momentum of Tiandao.
"Top ten Jedi, top ten Jedi, top ten Jedi!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cautious, and the magic eyes of the Buddha in the middle of his eyebrows opened, emitting a fierce magic gas. As soon as the magic gas came out, a huge gully opened on the ground.
In the depths of the gully, a magic hand extends. With the derivation of this magic hand, countless ghost hands follow. This is a unique ghost land, which can catch the sun, moon and stars and tear down the emptiness of the sky.
A knock on the sky and a ghost land are combined, and the Buddha shadow and the devil shadow are intertwined, bursting out the amazing power and energy that countless creatures in nine days and ten places have to worship.
Buddha and devil intertwined, and the irresistible Tiandao completely stagnated. It began to fly continuously in the field shrouded by Zhongtian ghost land, and burst out a harsh clang during the period.
As soon as the magic hand catches it, the Buddha's palm will crush it, and even the sky knife will retreat.
Zhuo Wen stepped into the ghost land step by step, and the countless ghost hands stretched out and fell at Zhuo Wen's feet, making Zhuo Wen as if walking on the ground, like a devil like a God, with terrible momentum.
"Nine kowtows to heaven in front of the Buddha, two kowtows to envy heaven! The second move is directly broken to me."
As soon as Zhuo Wen said this, the Buddha shadow kneeling on the ground knocked again in the distance. When this knock came down, the sky would knock down. For a moment, the threat of terror increased by hundreds and thousands.
Click!
Finally, that day, under the double attack of Buddha and devil, the knife finally completely disintegrated and disappeared.
"It's not easy. I took two moves."
The eyeball suspended on the magma showed a trace of surprise.
"Another move, take this third move, then you will follow me." Zhuo Wen smiled and said.
"Hum, I'll wait for you next."
The young voice of his eyes was full of cold, and then a long river of magma swept out and hovered over Zhuo Wen's head.
Whoosh!
Just hovering for a quarter of an hour, the terrible magma River fell down, and immediately swept Zhuo Wen in.
Zhuo Wen only felt that when he was black, he was surrounded by magma barriers, and a hot and unbearable high temperature invaded him, making Zhuo Wen red in face and ears.
Ouch!
On the side of the magma barrier, there are monsters with different shapes. These monsters are composed of magma, which is frightening.
"The top ten Jedi and the second Jedi!"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, the Buddha's magic eyes opened and closed, and the magic spirit rushed up into the sky. In the huge gully in the ghost land, he suddenly swept out a strong smell of death.
The ghost hand and the magic hand are filled with a strong sense of death, as if they can make endless creatures die.
Boom!
The river of magma fell on the surface of the field of Buddha and devil, which immediately made the barriers on the surface of the field tremble violently. Even if the two kowtows and the two Jedi were combined, it was difficult to bear the terrible power of the river of magma.
Click!
Under the raging of the lava River, cracks began to appear on the surface of the Buddha devil field, as if it would crack at any time. Zhuo Wen was shocked to see this scene.
The nine kowtows in front of the Buddha and the ten Jedi in front of the devil contain nine moves of Buddhist and Taoist skills and ten moves of demon and Taoist skills.
However, Zhuo Wen has only been exposed to these two skills for a short time. He can skillfully use only erkoutai and erjedi. As for sankoutai and sanjedi, he has not fully understood them.
Bang!
There was a dull noise, and finally the Buddha devil field collapsed. The endless river of magma, like a wild beast, swept Zhuo Wen away and wanted to crush it into pieces.
"It's worthy of being a sacred weapon against heaven. It seems that we can only use this."
Looking at the long river of magma, Zhuo Wen turned pale. The power of the long river is really terrible. I'm afraid it's really difficult to resist without using the same level of anti heaven holy treasure.
At the thought of this, Zhuo Wen flexed his fingers, and a simple tile appeared in front of him. A powerful force rose against the sky, as if he wanted to pierce the sky.
In the holy power against the sky, step by step out of a majestic figure of indomitable spirit.
As soon as this figure appeared, the huge hand like a PU fan blew out. Suddenly, the magma wrapped around Zhuo Wen collapsed and dissipated into countless powder.
At the same time, the holy power rose against the sky, but the impact of the tunling rock slurry River retreated again and again, and that eye was full of shock and anger.
"Anti heaven holy treasure, I didn't expect you to have this level of holy treasure when you only peeped into the mysterious holy land." the spirit's voice was a little excited.
Zhuo Wen took the tile into his hand and looked at the slightly dim tile. Zhuo Wen was convulsed and painful.
This holy treasure is not a holy weapon. If it is used once, the anti heaven holy connotation contained in it will be reduced by one point. It will not recover independently like a holy weapon.
"I've taken your three moves. According to the agreement, you should go with me, little guy?"
Zhuo Wen calmly stared at the spirit of the tunling river. The latter was silent for a moment, and the eyeball turned into magma and melted into the long river.
The long river of magma swept over Zhuo Wen and turned into a belt of rock stripes around his waist.
"Your talent is good. I'll follow you first, but don't try to make me recognize the Lord. If you really have enough strength, I'll recognize you as the Lord, on the condition that you want to help me achieve immortal and holy weapons."
A divine thought sounded from Zhuo Wen's mind. Zhuo Wen knew that it was the sound of the spirit swallowing the lava river.
"That's nature!"
Zhuo Wen replied, and his eyes fell on the second anti heaven holy instrument. This anti heaven holy instrument is a small sword with only three feet and three feet. If you don't pay attention to it, you'll think it's a dagger, but this small sword is still longer than the dagger.
The surface of the sword is painted with dense blood lines, which looks like a sacrificial tool.
"The sword of sacrifice, the sword of sacrifice to all spirits, the sword of sacrifice that slaughtered thousands of creatures and sacrificed them to the gods. The body of the sword is painted with dense blood marks, which are the essence of all spirits. When a sword comes out, all spirits will be destroyed."
A message came into Zhuo Wen's mind from the light group. He knew that the anti heaven holy instrument in front of him was called the sword of sacrifice, a powerful holy instrument for sacrificing all souls before the ages.
However, the breath on the sword of ten thousand sacrifices is still a little weaker than the river of swallowing Lingyan pulp.
Obviously, the strength of the owner of the Wanji sword may be slightly inferior to that of the Tongling magma river. Otherwise, it is also a sacred weapon against the sky. The breath of the Wanji sword is weaker than that of the Tongling magma river.
"I'm not good at using the sword. This ten thousand sacrifice sword is more suitable for my father. Just give it to my father at that time."
Zhuo Wen muttered in a low voice and immediately used thunder to suppress the Wanji sword in the light group.
Speaking of it, there is also an instrument spirit in the 10000 sacrifice sword, but the instrument spirit is obviously much lower than that of swallowing the spirit magma river. Even the language is vague and not very clear.
Therefore, in the process of suppression, Zhuo Wen seemed quite relaxed, not as troublesome as suppressing tunling Yanjiang river.
After putting away the Wanji sword, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the remaining eight heavenly sacred objects, three of which were the holy land of the sun and five were the holy land of the Yin.
Zhuo Wen found a soft armor from among the three sacred objects in the sun. He put it away and planned to give it to long Xiaotian.
His tunling magmatic river has both attack and defense, so Zhuo Wen doesn't have much desire for defensive sacred vessels.
Zhuo Wen didn't put away the rest of the heavenly relics. He planned to reward them as appropriate if there was another saint of the heavenly Saint level in the future after the dragon family continued to grow.
Of course, he also knows that it is more difficult to achieve the heavenly Saint than the Xuansheng. Some people have been poor for thousands of years and may not be able to break from the Xuansheng to the heavenly saint. However, he still has a glimmer of hope for the dragon family. Maybe future generations may be born with a peerless genius.
Boom!
The fist hit on the violent magma, and then the magma wrapped with the collapse of heaven and earth directly annihilated into nothingness.
"Eh? It's precious that you can play such a powerful offensive by peeping into the mysterious holy land. Moreover, you have seven rules alone. This talent can be called evil."
The instrument spirit's eyes narrowed slowly and stared at the tall and straight back under the countless magma rain, revealing a color of surprise and uncertainty.
"I want to see if you can take the second move?"
The childish sound of the spirit of the instrument made a cold hum, and the more violent magma River crossed the sky and condensed into a huge magma long knife.
Keng!
This Sabre can cut the stars, split the sun and moon, melt the sky and split the earth.
This knife carries the powerful destructive power of swallowing the spirit magma river. I'm afraid all the saints will be annihilated.
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a dignified color. The sky knife made by swallowing Lingyan pulp river was too terrible. Only the escaping knife gas had a sense of crisis like choking in his throat.
"Fulong fist!"
Zhuo Wen didn't dare to neglect. His right foot was a little, his right fist retracted, and then he burst out. This fist was like a shell.
Boom!
Where the fist moves through, the sound of detonation is heard, the air is squeezed and the space is cracked.
The seven rules are attached to the fist movement and turn into countless dragon shadows. They are intertwined and swayed up.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen's Voldemort is much stronger than any previous Voldemort.
Bang bang!
The knife was cut off and exploded in the fist. Then Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that the knife was too terrible that day. It flashed away. The countless dragon shadows were directly cut off and annihilated inch by inch.
Cut off countless faucets. The knife buzzed that day, and the blade pointed directly at Zhuo Wen's key, as if it could pierce Zhuo Wen's body and cut it into countless pieces of powder.
"Damn it, why is it so terrible?"
Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, and he punched out. Countless dragon shadows rose and fell, and the dragon power was mighty. He wanted to block the terrible Tiandao.
However, Tiandao is too terrible. Even if Zhuo Wen's fist evolved into Fulong boxing, the countless dragon shadows can only stop Tiandao for a moment, that is, they collapse directly.
Keng!
Tiandao cut off the tap at the last moment, and the magma flowing on its surface began to flow violently. For a moment, the power of Tiandao was so powerful that it was terrible.
"Nine times in front of the Buddha, one time in the middle of the sky!"
Zhuo Wen's face was ugly. The Buddha's light rushed into the sky and turned into a huge Buddha shadow. The Buddha shadow knelt down and knocked on the sky. As soon as he knocked, it seemed that even the sky would be covered and pressed down.
Keng!
Under this knocking power, Tiandao trembled and was about to fall, but it still couldn't stop the terrible momentum of Tiandao.
"Top ten Jedi, top ten Jedi, top ten Jedi!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cautious, and the magic eyes of the Buddha in the middle of his eyebrows opened, emitting a fierce magic gas. As soon as the magic gas came out, a huge gully opened on the ground.
In the depths of the gully, a magic hand extends. With the derivation of this magic hand, countless ghost hands follow. This is a unique ghost land, which can catch the sun, moon and stars and tear down the emptiness of the sky.
A knock on the sky and a ghost land are combined, and the Buddha shadow and the devil shadow are intertwined, bursting out the amazing power and energy that countless creatures in nine days and ten places have to worship.
Buddha and devil intertwined, and the irresistible Tiandao completely stagnated. It began to fly continuously in the field shrouded by Zhongtian ghost land, and burst out a harsh clang during the period.
As soon as the magic hand catches it, the Buddha's palm will crush it, and even the sky knife will retreat.
Zhuo Wen stepped into the ghost land step by step, and the countless ghost hands stretched out and fell at Zhuo Wen's feet, making Zhuo Wen as if walking on the ground, like a devil like a God, with terrible momentum.
"Nine kowtows to heaven in front of the Buddha, two kowtows to envy heaven! The second move is directly broken to me."
As soon as Zhuo Wen said this, the Buddha shadow kneeling on the ground knocked again in the distance. When this knock came down, the sky would knock down. For a moment, the threat of terror increased by hundreds and thousands.
Click!
Finally, that day, under the double attack of Buddha and devil, the knife finally completely disintegrated and disappeared.
"It's not easy. I took two moves."
The eyeball suspended on the magma showed a trace of surprise.
"Another move, take this third move, then you will follow me." Zhuo Wen smiled and said.
"Hum, I'll wait for you next."
The young voice of his eyes was full of cold, and then a long river of magma swept out and hovered over Zhuo Wen's head.
Whoosh!
Just hovering for a quarter of an hour, the terrible magma River fell down, and immediately swept Zhuo Wen in.
Zhuo Wen only felt that when he was black, he was surrounded by magma barriers, and a hot and unbearable high temperature invaded him, making Zhuo Wen red in face and ears.
Ouch!
On the side of the magma barrier, there are monsters with different shapes. These monsters are composed of magma, which is frightening.
"The top ten Jedi and the second Jedi!"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, the Buddha's magic eyes opened and closed, and the magic spirit rushed up into the sky. In the huge gully in the ghost land, he suddenly swept out a strong smell of death.
The ghost hand and the magic hand are filled with a strong sense of death, as if they can make endless creatures die.
Boom!
The river of magma fell on the surface of the field of Buddha and devil, which immediately made the barriers on the surface of the field tremble violently. Even if the two kowtows and the two Jedi were combined, it was difficult to bear the terrible power of the river of magma.
Click!
Under the raging of the lava River, cracks began to appear on the surface of the Buddha devil field, as if it would crack at any time. Zhuo Wen was shocked to see this scene.
The nine kowtows in front of the Buddha and the ten Jedi in front of the devil contain nine moves of Buddhist and Taoist skills and ten moves of demon and Taoist skills.
However, Zhuo Wen has only been exposed to these two skills for a short time. He can skillfully use only erkoutai and erjedi. As for sankoutai and sanjedi, he has not fully understood them.
Bang!
There was a dull noise, and finally the Buddha devil field collapsed. The endless river of magma, like a wild beast, swept Zhuo Wen away and wanted to crush it into pieces.
"It's worthy of being a sacred weapon against heaven. It seems that we can only use this."
Looking at the long river of magma, Zhuo Wen turned pale. The power of the long river is really terrible. I'm afraid it's really difficult to resist without using the same level of anti heaven holy treasure.
At the thought of this, Zhuo Wen flexed his fingers, and a simple tile appeared in front of him. A powerful force rose against the sky, as if he wanted to pierce the sky.
In the holy power against the sky, step by step out of a majestic figure of indomitable spirit.
As soon as this figure appeared, the huge hand like a PU fan blew out. Suddenly, the magma wrapped around Zhuo Wen collapsed and dissipated into countless powder.
At the same time, the holy power rose against the sky, but the impact of the tunling rock slurry River retreated again and again, and that eye was full of shock and anger.
"Anti heaven holy treasure, I didn't expect you to have this level of holy treasure when you only peeped into the mysterious holy land." the spirit's voice was a little excited.
Zhuo Wen took the tile into his hand and looked at the slightly dim tile. Zhuo Wen was convulsed and painful.
This holy treasure is not a holy weapon. If it is used once, the anti heaven holy connotation contained in it will be reduced by one point. It will not recover independently like a holy weapon.
"I've taken your three moves. According to the agreement, you should go with me, little guy?"
Zhuo Wen calmly stared at the spirit of the tunling river. The latter was silent for a moment, and the eyeball turned into magma and melted into the long river.
The long river of magma swept over Zhuo Wen and turned into a belt of rock stripes around his waist.
"Your talent is good. I'll follow you first, but don't try to make me recognize the Lord. If you really have enough strength, I'll recognize you as the Lord, on the condition that you want to help me achieve immortal and holy weapons."
A divine thought sounded from Zhuo Wen's mind. Zhuo Wen knew that it was the sound of the spirit swallowing the lava river.
"That's nature!"
Zhuo Wen replied, and his eyes fell on the second anti heaven holy instrument. This anti heaven holy instrument is a small sword with only three feet and three feet. If you don't pay attention to it, you'll think it's a dagger, but this small sword is still longer than the dagger.
The surface of the sword is painted with dense blood lines, which looks like a sacrificial tool.
"The sword of sacrifice, the sword of sacrifice to all spirits, the sword of sacrifice that slaughtered thousands of creatures and sacrificed them to the gods. The body of the sword is painted with dense blood marks, which are the essence of all spirits. When a sword comes out, all spirits will be destroyed."
A message came into Zhuo Wen's mind from the light group. He knew that the anti heaven holy instrument in front of him was called the sword of sacrifice, a powerful holy instrument for sacrificing all souls before the ages.
However, the breath on the sword of ten thousand sacrifices is still a little weaker than the river of swallowing Lingyan pulp.
Obviously, the strength of the owner of the Wanji sword may be slightly inferior to that of the Tongling magma river. Otherwise, it is also a sacred weapon against the sky. The breath of the Wanji sword is weaker than that of the Tongling magma river.
"I'm not good at using the sword. This ten thousand sacrifice sword is more suitable for my father. Just give it to my father at that time."
Zhuo Wen muttered in a low voice and immediately used thunder to suppress the Wanji sword in the light group.
Speaking of it, there is also an instrument spirit in the 10000 sacrifice sword, but the instrument spirit is obviously much lower than that of swallowing the spirit magma river. Even the language is vague and not very clear.
Therefore, in the process of suppression, Zhuo Wen seemed quite relaxed, not as troublesome as suppressing tunling Yanjiang river.
After putting away the Wanji sword, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the remaining eight heavenly sacred objects, three of which were the holy land of the sun and five were the holy land of the Yin.
Zhuo Wen found a soft armor from among the three sacred objects in the sun. He put it away and planned to give it to long Xiaotian.
His tunling magmatic river has both attack and defense, so Zhuo Wen doesn't have much desire for defensive sacred vessels.
Zhuo Wen didn't put away the rest of the heavenly relics. He planned to reward them as appropriate if there was another saint of the heavenly Saint level in the future after the dragon family continued to grow.
Of course, he also knows that it is more difficult to achieve the heavenly Saint than the Xuansheng. Some people have been poor for thousands of years and may not be able to break from the Xuansheng to the heavenly saint. However, he still has a glimmer of hope for the dragon family. Maybe future generations may be born with a peerless genius.
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