Vol 3 Chapter 1915: Zuoci

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The golden light flashed, forming a large net, and all kinds of attacks released by the gods of the human body were blocked from the golden light.
Then, Ito became a thoughtful turn, and a sharp and sharp air spurted out of him instantly. In a flash, he showed a sword shape and stood behind Ito.
"scatter!"
Then I listened to Ito’s sudden low-sounding voice, and the whole long sword suddenly burst open, and the sky of the sword’s rain flew around, passing through the gold net, through the temperament, like a meteor like a catastrophe. There are many 'souls' who do not hurry.
For a time, I only heard the screams of "ah", and the dozens of gods in the body who were not in a hurry were dissipated into the human body and reintegrated into the fog in the temple.
And as they disappeared, the thin and thin body of the left-handedness of the outside world became gray and defeated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Like the veteran in the famine, the skin was only boned, like a living body.
Obviously, the dissipated God of the body, with the fine blood in his body, was also corrupted.
At this time, Ito Cheng, who is in Zuo Ci Muwan Palace, is unsuccessful. The body is like a dance, and he quickly walks through the steps. He has a word in his mouth, and then suddenly stops at the mouth after a moment. The right hand is pointed and pointed. The gods on one side waved out.
The golden gas of a captain quickly traversed the gods as if they were plowed.
"Ah ah ah ah ah……"
In the blink of an eye, more screams came from the mouths of the body gods.
In the same way, as the manifestation of the dispersal of the body, the left-handedness of the skin that has become dry has appeared as a crack of the old wood, and it is a bad smell. Corruption.
After the completion of this attack, Ito became full of anger, and slammed the mouth to spit out a purple-green flame.
And this flame came out. The air in the entire palace immediately became boiling, and the faces of the only remaining body gods also showed the look of fear, screaming and ran to the depths of the palace.
Obviously, for the purple-green pocket that Taishang Laojun used to burn the stove, the of the gang is not sure what it is. It is also possible to know that this thing cannot be touched by the innate sense of danger given to them by the innate sense of life given to God.
Seeing this, Ito Cheng sneered and waved the purple-green pocket to go out.
In a moment of time, the sea will be ignited, and everything that can be seen in the entire Jade Palace will be burned.
Then Ito Shun ignored the hidden human gods and looked up at the main of Zuoci who was still suppressed by the town word cloud pattern around the jade.
At this time, the left god's is looking at the iron clear. The hands clasped the armrests of the jade seat tightly, and because of the forceful relationship, a pair of blue veins emerged, so that the pair of white jade hands of the gods became like the claws.
"Good, good, good. The friend of Dao is really strong! But if you want to kill me without leaving anything, it is a delusion." Suddenly, Zuo Ci looked up and yelled and said loudly.
Hear it here. Ito’s heart was shocked, and there was a bad feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, in the next moment, this feeling was fulfilled.
I saw that Zuo Ci, who was sitting on the jade seat, suddenly screamed, and then the breath of the body quickly climbed up. It almost reached the middle and late stages of the fairy in the blink of an eye... but then suddenly, suddenly, it was more than climbing. The speed is falling back down. In the twinkling of an eye, it fell to the extent of the fairy, and continued to fall without stopping.
Under such changes, Zuo Ci's originally solid body of the Yuanshen began to become virtual and gradually dissipated. At the same time, the entire temple of the Jade Temple violently vibrates and collapses inward as if it were a strong earthquake.
"The guy who is so determined, actually wants to disperse the gods!" Ito Cheng's expression changed slightly.
There is only one result of the self-distribution of the gods, that is, death, and it is impossible to completely kill even the reincarnation, so it is impossible to do so. No monk will be willing to do this! But obviously, Zuo Ci is not in this rank now. This guy has not only done it, but he has also done a lot of vigorous work. He has to rely on the power of Yu Ting’s collapse when his own gods dissipated to share with Ito.
"I want to be beautiful." I understand that Ichio, who was planning to be Zuo Ci, said coldly.
Then I thought about it. The breath of Xuan Zhixuan instantly spread from his body, like an invisible shock wave, spread in the blink of an eye, and shrouded the entire collapsed jade temple.
The next moment, I saw the vibration of the jade temple, and stopped as if I had pressed the pause button.
"How is it possible??" Also affected by this force, the speed of body dissipation suddenly weakened to almost no left, full of horror and unbelievable shouting.
"This power... This power is definitely not something that can be mastered!"
"You are right, this is the power of time that only Jinxian can use." The figure flashed, and Ito Cheng, who appeared in front of Zuoci through the moiré, immediately whispered.
"What!? Jinxian!? This is impossible! How could you be Jinxian!? Any immortal will be forced to fall into the fairyland when crossing the barriers of both circles..." Here, Zuo Ci’s face is in vain A change, with a more hysterical voice screaming, "Da Luo Jinxian!?"
Looking at the appearance of Zuo Ci, as long as Ito became a point, acknowledging his speculation, he would immediately collapse and become the first few neuropathy immortals.
"You don't need to know these." Ito Cheng whispered.
After all, one hand and one shot, a slap on the forehead of Zuo Ciyuan, the hand of the golden light, forming a road seal, imposed on the body of Zuo Ciyuan. Then, with a slap in the arm, the left god’s immediately turned into a clear stream, and did not enter the palm of Ito’s palm.
After doing all this, Ito’s unrequited look at the ruined jade temple, the body shape, and the golden light disappeared from the jade temple.
Almost at the moment he left, he only listened to a loud bang, and the entire temple of the jade temple collapsed completely. The purple-green pocket that was still annihilated inside was quickly burned and made nothing.
At the same time, external.
Just listening to the muffled sound of "噗", a large number of purple-green flames suddenly emerged from Zuo Ci's body, and instantly burned him into a pile of ashes.
Seeing this, Yi Tengcheng waved his hand and took the purple-green pocket to the fire. Then he explored his right hand and looked at the left-handed god, wrapped in a golden light in his palm, with a faint smile on his face.
"It is time to accept the receipt."
After all, the mind is moving, and the power of the majestic gods surges toward the left-wing gods.
If it is the Yuanshen before the scatter, and the Yuanshen realm of Zuoci’s celestial level, Ito’s desire to use the method of forcing the soul to search for the memory in his mind may not succeed, but after the scatter, The whole realm of the Yuanshen was only to the extent of the immortal, and the left-minded ones with more dark wounds on the Yuanshen could not stop it. It was almost the time when Ishio took the spirit of the gods and forced the search through the search method. Read the memory in his mind.
In the blink of an eye, a large section of useful or useful information flooded into Ito’s mind.
At the same time, I don’t know where and where the place is. A face looks similar to Zuo Ci’s eight or nine points, but the temperament is more like a fairy. The old man brows and raises his hand.
"Why? Why do I have a feeling that I have something to do with my body, but I can’t think of it? It’s a wonderful thing, a strange thing.
After a while, the old man who had no income was strange.
Just then, an eight- or nine-year-old child who looked like a pink jade walked into the Dongfu. He said to the old man, "Master, the time of the Fa Conference is over, you should leave."
"I know." The old man nodded slightly. Then put down your legs, get up from the futon, and walk towards the outside, while silently sighing, "It’s a disaster, it’s a disaster, but let it go."
Not a moment, the old man came to the outside of the house, beckoning to call a feather-colored white crane, sitting on the back of the crane, turning it around and flying out into the distance.
At this time, but under the old man’s line, the sea of ​​clouds is tumbling, the palace is floating, and the mountains and mountains are scattered for thousands of miles. A beautiful and beautiful palace girl and Huang Yi Dahan walked in the middle of it. Like the heavenly court in the west, it is a fairy-tale view.
At this time, within the Rubik's Cube world of the Three Kingdoms, after some search, Ito Cheng finally finished reading all the memories of Zuo Ci, and got no less than his useful things and some news.
There are not many useful things, only the technique above the armored book of Zuo Ci and the Jin Dan Dao method he studied. And there are very few messages that are useful to him. Only the hiding places of Nanhua, Yuji, and Zixu are in contact with them, and the information they have contacted before.
However, it is this information that allows Ito to know who Zuo Ci had contacted and who gave consent.
For example, Sun Ce, one of them, was given Jin Kai by Zuo Ci.
Of course, it is not only him that has benefited, but Zhao Yun, who was found by Zuo Ci through Tong Yuan, and Huang Zhong and Wei Yan, who have searched through Xuanqi, have also been given certain treasures with magical power.
What made Ito I feel unexpected and speechless is that Nanhua actually confuses with the Yellow Turban Yu, especially the Montenegro thieves led by Zhang Yan... Obviously, in order to deal with him, Nanhua’s previous taboos have also given up, directly Really came forward and pulled up the banner.
As a result, Zhang Lu, who was found by Zi Xu, and the four major families of Jiangdong, who were connected with Yu Ji, seemed to have no surprises.
"Qing Ben Jia, who is a thief." Ito Cheng whispered.
Then he lost his hand, and the left-handed god, who had already lost his mind, immediately turned into a streamer, did not enter the world tree that I did not know, and became nutritious, and supplied it to the fruit that seems to be landing soon.