Chapter 1337: Kong Xuan

Looking at the ancestor of Bodhi, with an unbelievable expression on his face, he slowly broke into two halves and fell towards both sides. The turtle spirit was shocked by Xin Han's method again. Anymore?
"This is real?"
Instead of answering her in a hurry, Xin Han took out Qiankun Ding and put the body of the Bodhi ancestor directly into it. This is the avatar of the saint. If he returns to the original, he can transform infinite mana.
"What are you doing?" Turtle did not understand what he was doing with the bodhi body.
"Alchemy!" Xin Han left a sentence, a teleport disappeared directly, and the next instant appeared in front of the turtle spirit, holding a spirit treasure whisk in his hand, it was the ancestor of Bodhi.
"I really made money this time!" Xin Han laughed and turned to walk into the Taoist courtyard. Guiling quickly asked him what he was doing, and answered, "Everyone has killed, of course, copying the house!"
Gui Ling quickly blocked: "You still have a copy of the family, you killed Bodhi, you are not afraid to mention the saint to seek revenge!"
In fact, both of them knew that although Bodhi was cut, he did n’t die. He was a quasi-tidal sage, and quasi-tied is a saint of heaven. After wasting some time and mana, it will cause it to condense again.
But killing the saint avatar is much more powerful than hitting the face. With this skill, you do n’t have much distance to run. You ’re still copying here. You know that although heaven does n’t allow saints to come out, you ’re not the one who directly provokes saints. Otherwise, the heavenly saints will not let people bully and die.
Xin Han is not afraid: "Come here, what are you afraid of!"
But as soon as these words were finished, a pressure came to Fangcun Mountain, with a big ear, and a quasi-titty face with a happy face appeared in front of Xin Han and Guiling.
At this moment, the face was definitely cloudy, reaching out to Xin Han: "Hand over the body of Bodhi!"
With the Bodhi corpse, he will resurrect this good corpse avatar and will save a lot of energy.
Guiling fears that Xin Han does not recognize Zhun Ti, and quickly winks at him, and at the same time politely says: "Have seen the Bodhisattva!"
I would n’t look at the turtle spirit, but looked at Xin Han coldly, and then said: "Hand it over!"
Xin Han dismissively looked at the clothes he carried, or else he knew your insignificant nature, and really thought that you were Simon's temperament, when he was about to sacrifice Lingbao first to become strong, he suddenly changed and gave birth again.
A colorful ray of light came from the horizon, also with monstrous coercion and endless anger, directly broke into Fangcun Mountain, and fell in front of a few people, but it was a handsome young man resembling gold reflecting fire, and five colorful brilliances appeared behind him.
This handsome young man has a natural appearance, almost perfect incarnation, and gives Xin Han the feeling of being as dazzling as Apollo, the of light, in the myth of Sheila.
At this time, the young man was so angry that he could clearly feel the extremely unsteady and choppy emotions under his handsome appearance.
The young man was only three seconds old. At the next moment, he saw him turn around, revealing a deep bone wound on his back, and said coldly, "Whoever cut this sword!"
"It's him!" Zhun Ti and Xin Han pointed at each other at the same time.
At this moment, Zhunti is completely out of the previous style, revealing his unwillingness to lose money, but no one can believe that this character is too poor.
The young man turned to Zhun Ti with an angry voice: "Jun Ti, are you a fool when I am Kong Xuan? Do you think that with his strength, he can hurt me with hundreds of millions of miles?"
Xin Han nodded solemnly on his face and praised, "Wisdom!"
In fact, the smiling intestines in the belly have cramped. Since becoming an immortal, such a happy thing has not happened for a long time. This Kong Xuan is also unlucky. The sword injury is clearly that before he used the Twelve Sky Sword Array, he cut it out comparable Pan Guzhen was injured by Jianguang, who had a blow.
Guiling has recognized this person's identity at this time, and immediately said Lili: "It turned out to be Confucius, and he has been thinking for years!"
"Huh ..." Kong Xuan turned his head and took a closer look at Gui Ling, his face slightly squinted: "It turns out to be Gui Ling Taoist friend, why are you ..."
Gui Ling sneered: "Thanks to the Western saints!"
Kong Xuan's face suffocated: "Gu Ling Ling Dao You and I will be reminiscing later. Today, Kong Xuan will have to settle accounts with others!"
He used the five-color divine light to deter the Three Realms, claiming to have nothing to brush, even the land pressure against the five-color divine light, and only the escape, and was later allowed to forcefully enter the Western religion and became the Western Peacock King, so two People have already forged enmity.
Today, thousands of miles away, he was injured by a sword light to his back. The monstrous mana contained in it made it difficult for him to heal his wounds. This is not who the saint shot. Fang Cunshan was found along the path of the sword light. Seeing Zhun Ti, suddenly new hatred and old hatred came to mind.
When Kong Xuan and Gui Ling finished talking, they turned to Quasi-lift, and said sharply: "Forgive you for a long time!" As soon as he finished, he grabbed behind him, and then he started with a five-color divine light.
Zhun Ti is a saint. Since Kong Xuan did not believe what he said, he did not bother to explain. He immediately sneered and took out the Seven Treasures and hit the divine light.
With a loud bang, the five-color Shenguang and the Seven Treasures Miaoshu both claimed to be nothing and nothing to brush, no one could help anyone, but their respective masters separated.
Kong Xuan was knocked upside down and flew out of the sky, suspended in the void, but there was no expression of frustration on his face. Obviously, he was already mentally prepared, his body shook, and the huge peacock body condensed behind him.
Shaking again, a colorful, peacock-colored peacock appeared.
That golden peacock, but the corpse that Kong Xuan used the golden body to obsess over and obsessed with, was the Western 'Peacock King ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The colorful peacock, but the real body before Kong Xuan's transformation, was He cut it out with great perseverance and entrusted his good intentions.
Suddenly, King Peacock Ming flickered his wings, and he was three points faster than the lightning.
And the colorful peacock real body shows the might of the first fierce bird in the sky, spreading its wings, and immediately lifting the sky, the wind of the Fangcun Mountain is shaking, and it is also from the other angle. And go.
But Kong Xuan himself, holding the five-color divine light, rushed directly to the point, but he wanted to be separated from his two obsessions, and the group beats to be mentioned.
However, Junti is a saint of heaven, and a wonderful tree of seven treasures is in his hand. Even though Kong Xuan's three-body mana is in heaven, he is not his opponent.
Only Sanhe, he would like to mention laugh: "Peacock Ming Wang, think twice!" At the same time. The Qibao Miao tree in his hand was directly drawn on the back of the peacock golden body. Hearing a ‘click’, the spine of this golden body actually caused the skillful tree to break directly.
Xin Han sees that Kong Xuan's strength is good, at this time he fell into a passive position, and his eyes turned. He felt that this was a great opportunity to hit the face. And at the same time shouted: "Don't panic, friends of Kong Xuan Dao, the real person will help you!"
Although he had the thought of using Kong Xuan, he must have taken the luck at this time. He must have been unlucky to mention it. Even though Kong Xuan had been the King of Peacock Ming in the West for a long time, he was proud in his heart. With a cold face, the five-color Shenguang brushed directly towards Xin Han: "Go!"
Xin Han didn't expect Kong Xuan to be such a farm animal. Although I cut you off and gave it to Zhun Ti, you don't know. Who can help you now, you can't see it.
He turned his eyes. Since you are not kind, don't blame Lao Tzu for being injustice. When you finish pretending to be a step slower, when your face is stunned, the iron rod in your hand is instantly swept away by the five-color divine light.