Chapter 2029: Praying

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"To shut up!"

The face of Po Yuqing is more and more ugly, and the old dust sword flashes, and a fierce sword light jī· shoots.

Li Yunqi’s injury only recovered a small half. He did not dare to pick it up. He said with sneer: "You are far from Lu Congzi. He is doing bad things, and you have conscience. You just evade. I advise you to turn back."

"Looking back? If you have the ability to make me look back, I am willing, but do you have it?"

Mo Yuqing sneered a sneer, the ancient dust sword on the sword shadow, and changed into a dragon, such as scattered flowers.

"Sorrowful sword rain!"

The powerful sword dragon turns into a hurricane sword rain, which shatters the space and devours everything.

Li Yunqi retired and didn't want to fight with him.

Park Rain is cold and cold, said: "I know that you are injured in the body, winning the battle. But this is a desperate fight, but it is not a fair comparison, I will blame me for not paying attention!"

His sword turned around and chased Li Yunhao and smashed the past.

The sword contains the wind and rain, the free and easy, and the arrogant wind and the fierce domineering, which is also mixed with the strange magic of the neon.

Li Yunqi’s heart was slightly shocked, and Po Yuqing was indeed a talented person in the sky. Not only did the swords change a thousand, but he refining the neon stone, repairing it into a very yin body, and quenching it with the magic element, the strength is no longer under the wind.

That sword is so arrogant, let him dodge, and it is difficult to escape ever-changing.

Under the last resort, take out the French tree gold wheel and spin it in the palm of your hand.

Suddenly, the golden light burst out, turning out the shadow of the mother-in-law, swaying in the light. That leafy, connected into a piece, condensed into a world light curtain, the entire eternal realm!

"That is……"

Bo Yu is shocked, but the prospect of the eye is amazing, but the power is not enough. When Li Yunzhen practiced this mysterious thing, it was still a day, and there was a wound in the body.

"Sorrowful sword rain wind - sword world!"

The ever-changing swords are condensed into a sword, slamming into the world's light curtains, and the swords are turning to the weather, tearing the light curtains apart.

Infinite swords swayed and fell on the tree shadow, suddenly broken into countless golden light.

When Li Yunqi turned his right hand, he put the gold wheel away, his figure faded and disappeared in place.

In an instant, the residual image left behind was crushed by countless swordsmen.

The rain was clear and the eyes fell in front of hundreds of feet, and Li Yun’s body gradually became apparent.

"Fa Shu Jin Lun! That is the saint that has been lost for a long time!"

After seeing the two men fighting with the konjac eye of the smashing scorpion, they couldn’t help but exclaim, and shouted: "Parking the rain, kill him quickly!"

Yan Feng angered: "When you fight with the king, you can distract yourself, is it a contempt for me?!"

The original weakening knife gas lifted up, and the konjac only felt that the white light flashed more powerfully. A wide-footed giant knives appeared in the sky, such as the Mount Taishan pressing!

The konjac snorted, his face covered with a lot of magic lines, and the knife greeted him.

The blade also became dark and echoed with the symbols on him.

"boom!"

Two knives collided and shook the sparks.

The konjac was repulsed more than ten feet away, and a gap was broken on the knife. He couldn't help but frown, and the anger loomed in the eyebrows. "The sword that Lu Congzi created for Benjun was destroyed by you."

Yan Feng sneered: "A bad person with a bad knife, isn't it very suitable? Waiting for the shackles will be a dead man with a knife!"

The breath on his body suddenly changed dramatically, and it instantly increased several times. His eyes turned blue and he was as deep as the ocean.

The konjac suddenly exclaimed, saying: "Not good!" A great danger spreads in the heart, turning around and turning into a magic light to escape.

昊 寒 cold channel: "The knife world!"

Nieyuan knife flashed, the edgeless knife is like a sea, a blue world.

"boom!"

The konjac hurriedly greeted the knife and suddenly smashed the knives. Then the body was hit by the knife sea, and the smashed blasted.

"Hey!"

Countless konjac squeezed out of the space that blasted, and for a time the sky was full of konjac, yelling to bite everyone.

"What?! Hey he?!"

Lu Congzi, Bo Yuqing, and Magic Ji all changed their faces, and the three finally showed their surprise.

When the konjac dies, the balance of the evenly matched forces is broken and they will be defeated.

"No need to panic, Yan Feng is already the end of the powerful!"

Lu Congzi screamed and screamed, and after seeing the knives in the corner of the knives, the whole person was completely drained. The speed of lifting the knife was very slow, killing the konjac The figure is awkward.

The fact is also as Lu Congzi said, and Yan Feng displayed a blow that surpassed his own strength. Now he is being attacked by secret techniques, and his power is gradually weakened. Even these ordinary konjac are difficult to kill.

"It's really hard stuff!"

Yan Feng’s eyes returned to normal, and a stencil was punched into the knife, and he was sitting cross-legged.

The knife flashed seven marks in succession, and a tremble sounded, and a golden mantle was raised inside, and slowly gathered into a humanoid man.

Dahan squatted on the side of Yan Feng and waved with his fists. Each boxing had a konjac explosion and turned into the most common magic element.

It is the guardian of the sword!

Even if Feng Feng is hard to fight again, the death of the konjac is a great shock to the three people of Lu Congzi, especially the magic geek, his face is inconspicuous, and he is besieged by the shackles and the sun. anxiety.

Lu Congzi himself was also blocked from the forced step by step, suddenly loudly: "Magic, you can show your prayers!"

"Pray for God?!"

Everyone is shocked. Everyone understands that this is a ban on praying for the strong man to come to his own body. Once it is applied, it may have irreparable consequences for itself.

But the structure of the Devil's people is different from that of ordinary people, and the impact is much smaller.

Li Yunqi is even more worried. The lowest level of the demon is also equivalent to the virtual world, and it is even stronger than the ordinary virtual environment without the suppression of the boundary.

Then, what level of existence is there when he shows his prayers?

造化? King of the king?

In either case, it is a nightmare message for them!

Yan and Can had handed over to the Monarch 100,000 years ago. They had some experience. After hearing the words, their faces changed slightly, and the attack in their hands was more urgent, so that he did not have any free skills.

Moji suddenly raised his mouth and sneered: "Do you think that only the prince can perform prayer?"

"what?"

The two men stunned, and then suddenly looked at Lu Congzi in the distance, and said: "That is..."

The mask on the face of Lu Congzi suddenly became scarlet and bright.

The seal is going to shrink from the pupil, saying: "Pulse your brain with neon stone?"

"Hey."

After the mask, a long needle was born, and it was straight from the Yintang cave of Lu Congzi. The neon force was continuously input into the body.

Not only did the power increase rapidly, but the body began to swell out the magic lines, and the whole person was completely demonized.

"Do you think that the old-fashioned neon stone is just to wear a weak mental attack on your face?"

Lu Congzi smiled coldly, and the magical power on his body was like a hot high temperature. A circle of jī swayed out, so that the seal would change his face and he would not dare to go forward.

After Lu Congzi used the mask to increase his strength, he did not rush to attack, but single-handedly smashed his right palm toward the side of the body.

A fist of magic light emerged, turned into a figure size, which gradually appeared a figure inside, it is Yu Yu. The scales of the orange-yellow twilight flicker, but the face is a bit sluggish and has not recovered from the trauma of the gods.

"The Lord of the Lord, what do you think is the old body for the body?"

Lu Congzi said slowly, but his hands were constantly smashing, and the road was broken into the cockroach.

The magic that wraps around the feathers is getting thicker and thicker, constantly turning from the inside out, the magical characters are also flashing out, and they are not seen in the void.

A horrible force erupted from the cockroach, and it shook the space, but it was not Longwei!

The seal has to change from the face, and he is shocked: "Pray for God!"

Lu Congzi nodded and said: "It is exactly. The feathers are the ancient dragons. They are the power of the boundary. It is most suitable for the body to bear the power of the demon. So the devil who descends will not be affected. The power is suppressed, huh, huh."

冇 "Crazy!"

The seal is going to change from the face, and it is drunk: "It seems that you have completely entered the devil, and there is a lingering death!" The left hand squatted, went to the sky, and turned into a taiji figure, which spread out, sealed a piece of heaven and earth, and slammed it down.

In the eyes of Lu Congzi, there was a lot of jealousy. It seemed that there were some jealousy. In the hands, the eyes were turned into a streamer and went out to the sky.

The Taiji figure fell, and the two squats were sealed, like being frozen in the air.

"what?!"

Lu Congzi's eyes wide open, and his own strength has even surpassed the seal in the mask, but he is still sealed by the Taiji figure.

"Boom!"

Just after taking out more than ten feet, I felt the huge space suppression ~EbookFREE.me~ all sides became copper walls, not only the action is very slow, but also the magic work in the body is also embarrassed.

"Damn!"

Lu Congzi gnawed his teeth and anger and murder in his eyes. He still underestimated the talents of the evil people.

"What the is you!"

The seal was sneered away from the sneer, and the cold sword frost fell. The power of the mighty world, a national sword!

Thousands of miles were frozen under this sword, and the sword was not there. Lu Congzi had the ice layer of hòuhòu, standing like a snowman.

But through the snow and ice, he still sees his clear star-like konjac, flashing a fairy light.

The snow fluttering in the sky seems to be condensed, and the whole space is extremely distorted, like a twist, rotating!

"Booming!"

The sword of the city fell through the distorted space, and took a circle of spiral trajectory. It was attacked from the side of Lu Congzi and failed to hurt it.

The seal was a surprise, and the other party actually used the mental power to reverse the space and escaped the sword!

Lu Congzi's eyes became dull, murky and dull. Just now, the reverse space almost emptied his mental power, and now there are some embarrassment in his mind.

"Can you hide a sword and hide the second sword, the third sword?"

The seal was cold from the face, and in one step, it appeared in front of Lu Congzi, lifting the sword directly to his neck! 〖Unfinished to be continued〗