Chapter 142: No pressure

Jinguang is like a monster, biting the purple scorpion and consuming the blood in his body.
This kind of blood flow is very horrible, like a creek, and it flows out.
After a quarter of an hour, there was too much blood loss, and I couldn’t stand it. In front of the Venus, my mind became confused and my mind became confused. It may be a coma at any time. This is the reason why the heart is constantly providing blood. If you change someone else, even if it is true. The existence of the environment, when encountering golden light, will also be absorbed by adults.
Even so, the sable can't hold it anymore, just as he is shaking, and when he wants to fall, Jinguang finally stops swallowing, as if he has absorbed enough blood.
Absorbed a full amount of blood, the golden light is still golden, and occasionally you can see a thing like a small meridian, like a blood snake in the middle. .
"Hey!"
Then, in the mind of Zi Yan, a clear cracking sound was heard, like some kind of object was broken, and the handwriting that radiated golden light suddenly appeared from the mind.
These fonts are very old. Even though Zixiao knows some ancient characters, I also find that I can't understand them at all. It's hard to understand. It's very mysterious. Every word is like a collection of many ancient characters. It can be separated. .
There is no great temperament, no sound from the ancient times, no strong talker, only these more than one hundred ancient characters are filled in the minds of Ziyan, but these ancient characters are like one world, one world, full of The vast atmosphere, broad and profound, can not be enlightened.
Zi Yan simply can't understand these words. The more he watches, the more confused he is. At the same time, his brain is groggy and he is not awake.
"what is this?"
Purple eyes frown, unknown, so these ancient words continue to rotate in his mind, golden light.
More than a hundred words are turning, forming a circle, while constantly interspersing, it seems to be what constitutes, Zi Yan concentrates, try hard to see again.
The golden thorns of his spirit tingling, almost collapsed, with the danger of flying away from the soul, Zi Yan finally saw that this is a hundred words composed of something.
A picture!
Many ancient characters are separated and formed into a series of golden thin lines. These thin lines form a pair of human meridians. This is a secret map of cultivation, which guides the direction of infuriating in the body. It is very complicated and involves many The meridians, there are also many small meridians, flooding the body.
Tianlei quenching body is born for quenching, and the meridians involve very complicated, but the purple meridian found that this golden meridian map is more extensive, more complicated and more comprehensive.
If the Tianlei quenching body is a post-mortem method for quenching the body, then this human meridian map is a natural innate existence. Just because of its appearance, it is only said that the body is tempered.
"Fine, Yuanyin, body also, the root of man, therefore congenitally called the essence of congenital, body, is the root of man..."
The ancient characters are separated, forming a human body meridian map. At the same time, those ancient characters that have been taken apart, Zi Yan can also be slightly understood, swaying more than a hundred words, documenting the fundamentals of the body, and recording how to forge.
More than a hundred words in the district, but difficult to understand, Zi Yan has been enlightened for a long time.
It was half an hour, Zi Yan finally opened his eyes, and there was a shock in his eyes. This is a set of forging techniques, but it is not an orthodox cultivation technique, but an auxiliary secret technique. It is profound and profound. It can be perfectly integrated with any forging technique to quench the perfect body.
"This is really a mystery, haha!"
The eyes opened and the purple scorpion laughed loudly. The dead monk apparently did not expect this. The value of this sorcerer, the sable is not clear, but it can also be guessed that a body is practicing the perfect secret. Its own value, definitely not tangible things can be compared, at least at least a fire sword and dozens of yuan stone can be bought.
"Haha, after the dead monk knows, he should cry!" Zi Yan laughed loudly, swept away the suffocation before, and his heart was very comfortable. He was already thinking about the expression of the dead monk after knowing this thing.
"Dead monk, I look forward to seeing you next time." Zixiao laughed, turned and left, this place should not stay for a long time.
However, just a few steps away, I walked back again, and the silver light of the whole body was emitted, and a silver energy was produced. After a while, all the paper scraps on the ground were turned into nothingness, and the purple eyes left.
"Haha, dead monk, stealing chicken is not eclipsed, I look forward to your expression." Zi Yan’s heart is so cool that the monk was originally calculating him, but this time, he gave him another chance to get A kind of secretive technique, purple 宸 宸.
"boom!"
"Booming!"
Suddenly, the sound of the sky shook, the earth shivered, and the purple scorpion swayed and almost fell.
"What happened? Earthquake?"
"boom!"
A mighty pressure, falling from the sky, crazy atmosphere, rolling the world, as if the gods are under the ordinary, sweeping the city of Cangli.
Cangli City has a long history and has a profound heritage. But at this moment, there is a frenzied breath that directly envelopes the city of Cangli. The ancient city begins to tremble, and the earth constantly shakes, like a thousand horses stepping on it, like It is the end of the world, the same as the sky.

噗通!

噗通!

The pressure of terror has almost knocked down half of the people in Cangli City. Even the shape of the purple cicada is a sway. If it is not the early infuriating and strong, it will probably fall to the ground.
"A terrible breath, even stronger than the Royal Air?" Zi Yan face changed greatly, very incomparably, this breath is too strong, far beyond the air, and shrouded the entire Cang Li City, too terrible.
"Who is it, who is it?"
Suddenly, a roaring sound rang out and rang through the whole city of Cangli. There was endless anger in the voice, and there was a violent wave. The people in the city, under this sound wave, fainted directly.
"puff!"
This voice sounded, and the purple sputum is also mouth vomiting blood.
This is just a sound wave. For the sound waves of the monks, the mortal is only fainting, and there is no serious problem, but the monk does not, the stronger the strength, the greater the shock.
"Who is it, who is it?"
Another roar, the anger reached the extreme, this time the purple scorpion is ready, the innate instinct coupled with the strong blood, can withstand.
The ancient city vibrates, and the terrible roar is heard. It stuns all the mortals in the city and shocks most of the monks. The two sounds are shocking many monks.
"What the is this?"
"How can there be such a strong roar, isn't this Cangli City?"
"What happened in the end, this is comparable to the lord's strong man turned out to be like this."
All those who are still awake are very incomparably, looking around, those who lie on the ground, do not know what to say.
There are strong people who are angry, the world is shaking, and the space above the entire Cangli City is constantly distorted. Some birds fly from high altitude, but in a moment the twisted space is twisted into a blood fog, nothing left.
"this is too scary."
The purple face changed disappointingly, and the second sound almost made him vomit blood. I don't know why. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Under the pressure of the world, Zi Yan walked out of this alley.
The roads on the street are very spacious, with many houses and many monks. But after the appearance of the purple cicadas, they did not see a figure. Everyone fell to the ground and completely fainted, and there were some monks.
The horror of the horror shrouded this side of the world, this place should not stay for a long time, Ziyan hurried away, his inexplicable spiritual sense, always works.
The purple cicada left in a hurry. After a while, a golden light flew from a distance, and the speed was very fast. It was even faster than the thunder of the purple thunder. A few flashes, the golden light has already reached the previous alley.
On the occasion of the disappearance of the golden light, a monk appeared, the other side was kind and good-looking, wearing a wide shackle, and the whole body was golden, like a Maitreya Buddha.
Just after seeing the empty alley, the other's face changed instantly, and the smile on his face disappeared.
"People, people!" The monk's eyes widened and his expression became terrible.
"I obviously broke his bones. Although it was cured with Buddhism energy, it took several hours to move. This is also an hour. What about people?" The invisible person, the monk's expression became extremely embarrassing, and there was a kind The urge to kill.
He once again turned into a golden light and rushed to all the places in the hutong where Tibetans could be, but nothing.
"People, fucking, people?" The monk also violently sweared.
He was so angry that he couldn’t wait to smoke a few big mouths.
"Grabbing a lifetime of ghosts, the ghosts and ghosts of the ghosts have caught countless, but they have been pitted by a little devil, my supreme secret!" The monk has an impulse to cry, and suddenly bursts out.
"Fucking this is what the world is, I feel that something is wrong, in a sly arms, why are you taking this broken cheat, the harmed Laozi brought it, and depressed for a big time~EbookFREE.me~ It is easy to find a fat sheep, but the result is that the sesame has lost the watermelon."
The monk holds his head in his hands. If there is hair, I am afraid that he will be consumed by one of his roots. He is kneeling on the ground, very remorseful, and he can't wait to take off his hands.
"In order to break the sword, even the magic weapon is not counted, but the priceless secret technique is sent out. What the world, Buddha, I burn incense every day, and I keep the incense money every day, although there is no offering, But it is not enough time. I will make it up together on the day, but why are you doing this to me?"
The monk looked up and looked up at the sky, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty red light, and there was an impulse to kill.
"That slaying kid, good in front of Laozi is easy." The monk is going to collapse, and a sneak sorcerer is so lost, although he does not know what it is, but can let Li Jiaqiang The vibrations, the roaring again and again, are definitely rare things.
"what!"
The monk is also going crazy, and he is even more angry than the Lijiaqiang, because this thing is sent out by him, and it is sent out as garbage.
"I am a good and evil monk, do good day and day, why do you like me to the Buddha?" The monk is full of unwillingness.
"Block the city gate, I must find this thief." Then, there was another roar and anger in the heavens and the earth.
"puff!"
Even if it is a monk, it is also vomiting blood at the moment, and it is horrible. "When it is over, Li is crazy."
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