Chapter 163: Three saints on earth (on)

But see the invisible Heavenly Devil King hands overlapping, began to pinch the cast.
Large invisible ripples in the sky, such as boulders falling into the water.
At the same moment of the magic of the devil, Xuan Yuan Tian Zun patted the storage bag, and found a copper-colored tortoise shell with a palm of his hand, and sprinkled a piece of copper money.
The first of the six arts, 卦 。.
The invisible Heavenly Demon King is a monster that San Sheng has never seen before. The realm is higher than Sansheng. Therefore, Xuanyuan Tianzun had to display his martial arts in an attempt to see the secret.
The cost of glimpseing the sky is very heavy, but it is nothing compared to the fall.
The copper coins slammed on the tortoise shell and fell to the ground.
"There is a fire, a fire, a stove, only a fire and a lack of wind - she is calling something, once something starts, you and me fall." He frowned and stared at the tortoiseshell, saying very quickly.
The flower fairy reached out and quickly calculated. After the two interest, it was the same as Xuan Yuan Tian Zun: "It is the pot!"
Their voices just fell, and the invisible Heavenly King's method was completed.
The next moment, the road was dimmed and the light hit the void, and a gray potted clay pot flew out.
This is the magic treasure that the Sinister used before.
The mysterious clay pot that had previously released the incredible power, quietly suspended on the Magic Cloud River.
It appeared in the place where the three holy and six demon saints flew into the void.
"Never let it get the magic weapon, otherwise you will die, you and I will die." Xuan Yuan Tian Zun said with a dignified face.
Sansheng looks at the sky together.
The smile on the face of the Invisible Demon King was collected and stared at Sansheng.
"卦 ?? Randomly spy on the heavens, the human race should have died long ago."
As she said, as soon as she was in shape, she flew toward the clay pot suspended in the Magic Cloud River.
She was originally on the bank of the Magic Cloud River, very close to the pottery jar, and Sansheng was in front of the humanity position hundreds of feet outside the Magic Cloud River, and it was too late to see it.
Xuan Yuan Tian Zun suddenly shouted: "I can't catch up!"
"I am coming!" Xie Dao Ling Yang Sheng.
She suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared again, a punch had already slammed into the face of the invisible Heavenly King.
The martial arts belong to Tibet, the sky collapses!
Under the punch, the flood of torrents of power has broken out, and even a day can make a hole.
This is not the fake style of the original incarnation on the knife, but the true dedication of the flower fairy Xian Xie Ling.
The invisible Heavenly Demon King was hit hard by this fist, and his body shape turned into a black shadow and flew away. He crossed the dry magic cloud river and ran into the black temple.
boom!
A violent sound, the temple collapsed half.
Xie Daoling stood volley and scorned: "A high level is over, and it really fights. Who wins and who is not good is not good."
She flew to the pottery, waved and patted, and the pots flew to the Terran position, and settled in the hands of Xuanyuan Tianzun.
Xuanyuan Tianzun sighed with relief and turned his hand into a storage bag.
Three saints looked toward the Temple of the Magic Palace, but the invisible Heavenly King did not appear again.
After a while, there seems to be something moving in the temple.
"What is this doing? Don't dare to come out?" Xie Daoling squinted.
But listening to the temple, there was a loud voice of chanting.
"Blooming nights, waves, faces, waves, and nights."
This chanting is spread throughout the four fields.
In the face of this spell, all the sounds disappeared.
The monks tried to speak, yell, and clap, without making any noise.
There was a loss of voice between heaven and earth.
Xie Daoling looked serious, his hands flying fast.
Since she became enlightened, she has never seen such a spell, such a scene.
Xuan Yuan Tianzun once again found a copper coin, and sprinkled it on the tortoise shell.
The copper money jingle fell on the tortoise shell, rolled a few rolls, and all fell.
"To the fierce," he confessed to the other two saints. "If we don't respond quickly, we can live, but the world is in great difficulty."
The brows of the flower fairy are picking up.
She is never afraid of the devil, but the monster like the Invisible Demon King is still seeing for the first time, and there is no response to the magic spell.
If so, then only -
Suddenly there was a blazing green light on her body. Then she changed her hands and quickly squeezed out the first seal.
This type of magic has dozens of marks and it takes a little time to complete.
She said: "You fight for me."
Xuan Yuan Tian Zun saw her technique, and the cold hair was erected behind it.
His lips moved, but did not say anything, just flew forward and blocked in front of Xie Dao Ling.
"Xie Shizhu, you are too bad for this method, and stop it." Master of sighs sighed and sighed.
"Why?" Baihua fairy is wonderful.
Master of sorrow and admiration said: "According to the ancient records of my Buddhism, the opposite is a kind of magical technique."
"The devil does not fight, but there are ways to call for endless other devils to come here."
"The devil is so tempted to eat the soul of life, even if they can't kill us on the spot, they will lurk beside them, waiting for the opportunity, killing the practitioners one by one."
"In a world, there are more devils, people will become less and less, more and more dull, and finally no different from beasts."
"If this continues, the world will be destroyed."
Baihua Fairy and Xuanyuan Tianzun listened, only to understand the seriousness of the matter.
"The outer demon is the enemy of my Buddha, and only my Buddha is compassionate, but I can surrender this demon."
"In this case, according to the law, it is up to me to play."
Saying, the master of sorrow squats, cross the magic cloud river, and go to the temple of the temple.
"Monk..." Xie Daoling muttered.
Xuan Yuan Tian Zun said: "The Buddha is really good at dealing with the devil, you and I are better off for him, and there are cases."
Xie Daoling slowly nodded and withdrew his French seal.
The sorrowful master just went halfway, and suddenly there were countless stunning enchantresses coming out of the temple tower and laughing and flying towards him.
They don't cover their clothes, their eyes are affectionate, they raise their hands, and they look forward to affection.
"Telisina, Rottina, Roga also."
The enchantresses sang the curse and made all kinds of temptations, surrounded by sorrowful dancing.
Every one of the demon enchantresses is placed in the world, and it is a beautiful beauty that can shake the hearts of practitioners.
Fifteen kinds of light are released from their bodies, and they will cover it with grief.
All kinds of unsightly pictures appear one by one. These pictures are like the fog of life, crowded and squeezed together, vying to pull the master of sorrow into it.
The original kindness and sorrowful masters saw the situation, and the eyes suddenly slammed, and the sound of the thunder in the mouth broke out.
"Hey, come to the end of the Tuoning, you are awkward!"
"Hey, Qin Xia Zha, 嗡, 啪Ramani, Daza, 吽啪 Stud!"
This is the Buddha Dharma, which specializes in restraining the demon.
As soon as the draoni appeared, like a giant hammer hitting the void, the invisible barrier suddenly broke and collapsed.
The heavens and the earth are shaking all the time, the dense black clouds are swept away by the hurricane, and the sun, the moon and the stars are all in the deep blue sky.
The stunning enchantresses screamed and rolled down from the clouds, and the wolverines flew back.
The world of practice in my heart! Today, three times, I will finish this paragraph in the afternoon.