Chapter 797: Magic!

??? The battle is extremely incomparable, Bifang is even more fierce than the Temple of the Temple, and Guang Liqing can suppress it, not to mention the master of the small monk, the whole body has been torn apart.
However, the people in the field are paying attention to the battle between the Dao Ling and the Temple of the Son. They are very surprised. They did not expect that the demon king is so ferocious, mad and scary, and the shrine of the temple did not have a room to fight back!
"Hey!" The Son of the Temple is squirting blood. He is very angry and frightened. Because the Tao is too terrible, the gods are strong and scary. Some supernatural powers can't make any harm to him!
The cave days of Daolin were born and created, and there was a kind of spirituality in the living, which led to a strong cut of the supernatural power of Dao Ling. Even if he did not ignite the emperor, he could hardly touch the figures of the temple.
"Kill!" The Dao Ling attacked and fell from the sky, to get rid of the Temple Son!
The holy son of the temple is arrogant and no longer preserved. He is not able to compete with the Taoist army. He directly sacrifices the purple gold bell and keeps the of the tomb.
The purple gold bell swayed and burst into a heavy purple ripple, rushing to the eyebrows of Dao Ling at a terrible speed.
Seeing this scene, when Dao Ling had just pinned the Yuanshen into the hole, Li Xiaoyan’s sleeves were flying with a black bead, crystal clear and radiant.
The object flew out in a moment, hanging over the top of the road, bursting out of black lines, sealing the space, and resisting the fluctuations of the purple bells.
"Damn, this is the Yuanshenzhu!" The Temple of the Son is irritated, this is a kind of Qibao, born in the abyss of ancient mines, very rare, and the value of growth is amazing, he did not expect that Li Xiaolu actually has a Yuanzhu.
The holy shrine of the temple is in a hurry and rushes directly to Li Xiaowei: "You are a monk, I want to make you cry!"
"Take the Laozi!" The tomb was furious, and the body appeared in front of the Son of the Temple. The fist was crushed and drove away, with a terrible martial arts breath, and it was like a split.
This is the outbreak of the God of War, the dazzling, the martial arts breath, and there is a golden of war behind the Tao.
"What, this is the remnant of the mysterious law of war!" The face of the Temple of the Temple is slightly changed.
Wen Yan, Dao Ling slightly frown, his fist suddenly changed greatly, this God of War shadow faintly awakened, the breath is much more terrible than the original, faint to master this void.
"Combination of magical powers, God of War and God of War are all opened!" Dao Ling was amazed. Just now he played the God of War, but he did not expect that the law of God of War had actually increased a lot.
"Oh, this is to practice the of war, this is the supreme way to the golden body of the law!" The Temple of the Son roared in his heart, because this magical power is too rare, he is not qualified to practice in the temple, because There is no mystery in the temple.
At this time, Dao Ling was able to integrate this law. He stood in the void, and the gods were deterred. On the back, a vague law broke out and the martial arts atmosphere of the sky broke out.
The pressure is almost like a sea of ​​horror, the horror is extremely incomparable, here it is completely blasted, and the shadow of the great of war goes to the holy son of the temple.
If the Holy Son of the Temple is struck by lightning, he looks awkward and the breath of the body slams into the air. This is a terrible blood that is erupting, dazzling, and full of horror.
The Son of the Temple played his own continuation. His hands were sealed and he shouted: "God: Avalanche!"
The blood of his body was surging, and it overflowed, and it fell into the void, dyed the void, but it was sacred and majestic.
At this moment, these gods are ignited, and they are quiet and stunned. Everything is ruined and ruined. Everything will collapse, and the blood of God will fall on the shadow of God of War.
There are some pressures on the gods of the gods of war, and the pressure of the blood is violently twisted, which makes the Taoist surprised. What is this? God?
He feels that this method is very strange. The gods that erupted in the blood of the gods have turned the of war into disarray. This blood is indeed very mysterious.
This is a group of silver blood, noble and incomparable, power can be awkward, and soon the reincarnation of the God of War law, but the power of God's blood has reduced a lot.
The face of the Temple of the Son is white, and he consumes a lot of money, but there is a hint of hotness in the scorpion, and the blood of the gods flies out. A drop of silver blood seems to break the mountains and rivers, and the Tao will be smelted inside.
Hey!
Silver blood flew in, with a scent of destruction, every drop is so scary, piercing the void, swept to the Tao.
Dao Ling could feel the horror of this trick. He did not use the golden body to fight hard, and quickly escaped from the past and temporarily avoided the edge.
However, the Son of the Temple was a cold scream, and with his low drink, the blood of this sky broke out, and the void completely collapsed.
The totems were shaking a few times, and there was a pain in his life. His body was confined by this void. On the spot, there were a few drops of Shenxia hole on his shoulder.
Hey!
The golden body of Dao Ling is like a paper paste that is directly broken. There are several blood holes in the blood. The corners of the tombs are slightly pumped, and the arms are hot. This kind of blood is not only terrible, but also amazingly lethal.
The people of the Qinglong dynasty are stunned. This is the horror of the temple. The magic is too much. Some young supremes are hard to resist.
"If you are strong, you must die under the blood of God!" The sacred son of the temple is sneer, but this magical power is playing his foundation. The blood in his body is very difficult to recover, but all the consumption is a big damage. This is his life card!
"This blood is not bad, I just laughed!" Dao Ling was a sneer, his hands smashed through the void, and Xuanzhi and Xuan's breath awakened, and it seems to be mastered by the hands of Dao Ling.
"Looking for death!" The sacred son of the temple sneered, but then his face was ugly.
In the scene of horror, Dao Ling seems to be an eternal, here is shaking, it seems that the pulse of the earth is in the tremor, and this heaven and earth is mastered by the double palms of the Taoling!
With the combination of his palms, the void is reduced to an inch high, and there is a group of blood in it!
The people around are shocked. What kind of supernatural power is this? Is it a magical power in some field, but this is too strong, and it can fight against the magic of the temple!
This supernatural power is the third layer of the yin and yang palm!
However, Dao Ling is only mastering the fur, and can only grasp the small scope of the void, and once the yin and yang palm of Dacheng breaks out, it is simply destroying the earth!
"Not good!" The face of the temple's Son changed greatly, and he said: "You dare!"
God blood is his card. If the blood of God is gone, I am afraid that the Son of God will lose the status of young and supreme, and the position of the Son will be stripped of by the temple!
Because the blood of God is a symbol of the temple family, people without blood are a waste!
The Tao Ling was cold, he had sealed the blood of the gods, and then he collected these gods into the Qiankun bag.
"Thank you, if these gods are refining, the strength will be enhanced." Dao Ling smiled.
A group of people in the Qinglong dynasty were incredible, which abolished the Temple of the Son and even took away his blood.
"You it!" The sacred wrath of the temple, his head scatters, igniting the undulations of the sky, and the whole arm becomes blood red.
His arm has a terrible demon, and the world is trembled. This fist with the wrath of destruction is even more fearful than the magic of the past.
"Forbidden secrets, breaking the sky!" The Temple of the Son bombed, this punch was pushed out by him, smashed the void, penetrated the heavens and the earth, and killed the chest of the Tao.
The scorpion of Dao Ling was miniature, and this was a very horrible blood-colored fist hitting him, causing his heart to tremble and breathe.
"taboo!"
Dao Ling is full of hair and dances ~EbookFREE.me~ his sudden turn, evolved an axe!
"Dragon shape!"
The blood in the body of the Dao Ling is constantly erupting, and then returns to the same, and evolves the earth-shattering spirit of the earth-shattering, the hollow of the crack, breaking everything and killing it.
"It is the magical power of my brother!" Li Xiaoying was very excited. There is no suspense at all. He is Dao Ling.
This axe is shocking, and the taboos are banging together, bursting out of boundless waves, the axe of the fist shock is twisting, but the axe's fist is cracking!
These two magical powers are comparable!
"Hey!" The Holy Son of the Temple is bloody. This taboo secret is a desperate magical power. Once it is launched, it will encounter terrible damage.
There was blood in the body of Dao Ling, and there was a blood hole in the chest that was bleeding. It was injured by the broken day.
His cold eyes stared at the Son of the Temple, and coldly said: "You, give me to die!