Chapter 1233: Mighty bowed

Chapter 1233: Power Down
Some of the relatively low-level practitioners, such as Qiqi, Monk-builder, Jindan, and others in Longhu Pavilion, stared at this scene with a stunned look, and remained silent for a long time.
Since their practice, they haven't even seen the powerful shots of the fit.
This is the first time.
This time, for them, the unattainable, unreachable power of the fit fell to their eyes and died!
This scene will always be printed in the hearts of many monks, and it is difficult to erase.
Being fit and powerful, you can shake your world with your hands raised, and your life will last for 20,000 years!
But in the cruel world of self-cultivation, the power of fit is no different from them. It's just as fragile, it will die and die!
Three heavenly killing swords, kill a mighty power!
the other side.
At the same time that Su Zimo cut out the Heavenly Sword Sword Qi, another powerful body has already rushed forward.
Su Zimo didn't even look at him.
In the sea, fifty-four green lotus seeds on the natural green lotus spewed out, and the glow was diffuse, exuding a sharp sword, and quickly condensing a blue long sword.
Qinglian sword!
Su Zimo's eyebrows flashed, Qinglian's sword broke through the sea, and severely chopped in the direction of this fit!
This is the killing technique against Yuan Shen!
Su Zimo did not test with this person, and came up with a big killer!
"Desolate, you lunatic!"
The Dragon Tiger Pavilion could feel the horror on the Qinglian sword, his expression changed greatly, and he couldn't help screaming. He continuously changed his method and condensed a meta mystery!
Qinglian sword is aimed at Yuanshen.
Only the elemental magic weapon or elementary mystery can resist!
"expensive!"
"Roar!"
The powerful mystery of Dragon Tiger Pavilion broke out, and the sound of dragons and tigers roared in the void!
A divine dragon and a spirit tiger rushed out, killing Qinglian Sword fiercely!
Dragon Tiger Kill!
The meta-mysticism inherited from Dragon Tiger Pavilion is definitely in front of the many meta-mystics of the door!
In an instant, Qinglian sword collided with Dragon Tiger.
Yuanshen battled silently.
But the collision between the consciousness, but the whole void, there are subtle cracks!
The Qinglian sword collapsed and turned into fifty-four green lotus seeds. They returned to Su Zimo's knowledge of the sea, submerged into the forged lotus platform, and continued to nourish.
The powerful figure of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion shook for a moment, the blood on his face faded, his eyes dimmed, and his expression was weak!
This time the Yuanshen battle, although he resisted, Yuanshen was hit hard!
In the future, Xiu Wei will never be able to make progress without saying that his birthday will be damaged a lot!
Huh!
A white sword flew from Su Zimo's fingertips.
Heavenly Sword is coming again!
The mighty look of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion was terrifying, and the subconscious would have to gather mana to resist.
But as soon as his hands were squeezed out of the decree, Yuan Shen sent a burst of tear-like pain. He almost passed out!
The mana that had just condensed in his hand instantly collapsed.
His primordial can't even condense mana!
In this kind of fighting and slaughtering, even if he is slightly wrong, he may be on the spot, let alone his situation.
Huh!
The sword qi descended, piercing his head directly, without hindrance!
This Dragon Tiger Pavilion stared at his eyes with a stiff expression, his body fell from the air, his vitality quickly dissipated, and he had fallen!
Another powerful body falls!
Su Zimo is in full control of the situation!
First, the Yuanshen battle, and then Tianqi Jianqi broke out.
He had anticipated every possible situation in every step!
From the appearance to the fall of these two fits, there are less than ten breaths!
In all fairness, before entering the preaching place, although Qing Lian's real body was indestructible, possessing treasures such as the created Lotus Terrace, and even the three-door lineage of the immortal Buddha, he was weaker than the Dragon's real body.
Moreover, Qinglian Zhenshen has obvious weaknesses.
The power of blood is relatively weak!
If the monks possess the blood of horror and are close to the monks who are good at killing in close combat, I am afraid they are fierce.
Today, Qing Lianzhen returns from the preaching place, and this weakness still exists.
But for him, it was insignificant.
Qinglian Zhenshen's many spells and other means can already make up for this weakness infinitely!
Now even against the real dragon race, who wins and loses is unknown.
Although the blood of the dragon real body is horrible, I am afraid that it will be blocked by many powerful magic mysteries of the real body of Qinglian, and it is impossible to get close!
The two true bodies have grown to a terrible height!
Originally, for Su Zimo, the two true bodies were his greatest support and hole cards.
But now, the true body of martial arts at the bottom of the funeral dragon valley, that is, the deity, is his biggest hole card!
This deity specializes in martial arts. Once he grows up, he can't guess which step he can take!
On the battlefield.
Elder Zhong Ding made every effort to barely support the heavenly magic body and Rulai law body, and was looking forward to the rest of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion's power.
When they saw two consecutive powers falling, Zhong Ding's heart gradually sank to the bottom.
It's over!
Longhu Pavilion is over!
Elder Zhong Ding finally realized that the history of Longhu Pavilion for thousands of years still can't resist this eternal evil, and was broken and broken by its trample!
boom! boom!
Accompanied by two loud noises.
Zhong Ding's old man's body was smashed into the Dragon and Tiger Peak by the magical body of heaven and the body of Rulai, and his clothes were shattered!
The two of them, the brass bells and the dark gold giant tripod, were no longer there, and cracks appeared on them.
The two artifacts were shattered by Su Zimo's two heavens and earth!
Zhong Ding's figure is embedded in the Dragon and Tiger Peak and cannot move.
Tian Magic looked at the two with cold eyes, and gently waved his arm. The Sky Devil's sickle struck a cold light in the air, sinking into their throats.
puff!
Gushing blood!
The two heads flew high, then rolled down between the mountains and forests.
Zhongding Erlao, meteorite!
Up and down Longhu Pavilion is already silent!
The power of four fits, all of them fall!
Many monks in Dragon Tiger Pavilion looked at the air, and the seemingly thin figure showed endless fear in their eyes!
Luo Hua Daojun's face was dark, his eyes were beating, his hands were out of control, and he was shaking slightly!
At this moment, he finally felt sorry!
It's just that everything is late.
Luo Huadao Jun desperately looked at the three hidden caves of Longhu Peak, and deep in his eyes, there was a hint of expectation.
Among these three cave houses, there are also three elders from Zongmen!
If the three of them join forces, will they ...
The idea had just arisen, and Su Zimo said faintly, "The three of you have seen this for so long, wouldn't you come out?"
"Ugh!"
There was a heavy sigh of exhaustion and weakness.
Rumble!
The gates of the three Dongfus are open.
Three Dragon Tiger Pavilions appeared.
"Meet the Jun Wudao."
The three Dragon Tiger Pavilions appeared in great power, bowed their heads, and said only one sentence, without any gesture at all.
Luo Hua Daojun is completely desperate.
Powerful bowed!
(End of this chapter)