Chapter 1488: Voltage regulation

puff!
Lang Qianheng only felt a pain in his body and hemoptysis in his lips.
His face changed completely, and he did not expect that Lin’s first hit would be so horrible.
The huge seal is as solid and immortal, and the power of the law is full of power and unimaginable power.
Bang~
In the end, when the seal was broken, the wave of the body was smashed, and it was almost smashed from the void, making it extremely embarrassing.
In the field, the dust and the light filled the rain.
Outside the field is a silence.
I don't know how many people are sucking in the air, and they look blank.
The first move, Lin Xun showed the power, it showed a crushing situation, let the wave Qianheng how hard, and eventually wounded!
It should be noted that Lang Qianheng has extremely dazzling and terrible connotations in the famous characters of the Longevity and Nine Hunting. Otherwise, it is impossible to cause all-day attention because of this war.
But this is a peerless figure, but it is frustrated in the first move!
At this time, even those old monsters are so scared that in their understanding, Lang Qianheng is a character that is enough for any outstanding person to pay attention to, even jealous.
But now, the power that Lin Xun showed, but directly suppressed the wave of thousands of constant!
The one who feels the deepest is the son of the emperor, if they dance the fairy, they are all on the road, so it is most clear that Lin Xun can take an absolute advantage in one stroke, which is an incredible thing. .
Wei Lingyi has been shocked to stay there.
She had originally been cheering for Lin. When I thought about it, there was no need to cheer.
"He is so strong..." She was awkward.
As for the wooden picking stars, the candle, the snow, and other foreign visitors, the look is somewhat uncertain.
Before, they subconsciously looked down on anyone in the ancient wilderness area and had a superior sense of superiority.
Even before the war, they were extremely angry with Lin’s so-called "three strokes" and thought it was a provocation against their dignity.
But now, they are all speechless.
Anyone who is stupid knows that Lin Xun is not comparable to ordinary people.
In the silence, Lin looked at the figure and did not move. He just looked at Lang Qianheng's gaze with a trace of disdain: "It turns out that you are more unbearable than I thought."
All of a sudden, Lang Qianheng's face is gloomy.
The first move was frustrated, and this made him face-to-face. Now he is ridiculed by Lin Xun, and he is completely angry.
However, Lin Xun has stopped paying attention to him.
"Get up!"
寥寥 A word, spit out from Lin’s lips.
Then, the three thousand Taoist swords are as dense as the Shenhong, and they rise to the sky and become a dense, mysterious, and sturdy sword array.
As soon as the first appearance appeared, the heavens and the earth were like a cloth, and they were torn open with numerous long and narrow cracks, just like a cracked cobweb.
Everyone has a feeling of being amazed and shocked.
What is this sword array?
Whether it is the strong in the middle of the ancient wilderness, or those outside the domain, at this moment, they are holding their breath and forgetting to breathe.
"cut!"
If the sword array is fascinating, it will create a vision of the gods, killing and cutting away, just like a respected sword repair, killing in the void.
"Give me broken!"
Lang Qian slammed a deep breath, and surrounded the body, suddenly appeared three thousand magic doors, each portal, showing a "magic" brand.
There are three heads and six arms, and the ear hangs a silver snake.
There is a foot magic flame, swallowing starlight.
Have picked up the mountains and thrown the dragons.
Every demon door is like a strange and horrible demon domain that leads to a scent of horror.
Eight hundred magic fields!
This is the talented supernatural power of Lang Qianheng, a kind of ecstasy that has been praised by countless magical sages in the ancient area of ​​Gorefiend.
Candles Yingxue and others have changed their faces. I didn’t expect Lang Qianheng to use the killer at this time. It is conceivable that Lin’s pressure on this attack is so great.
boom!
When it was said that it was late, it was fast, and the swords and the eight hundred demon fields were on the opposite side, and the terrible roar that was produced made the Tianyu seem to collapse.
A big man of the Tongtian Jianzong wiped the cold sweat. If it wasn't before the final battle, Tongtian Jianzong had already arranged a defense ban near the refining building. It was only this destructive power that could completely destroy this area.
Rumble! !
The swordsmanship was fierce, and it was overwhelmingly driven. The eight hundred magical fields were constantly shaking and roaring.
Seeing my most proud magical powers, I was barely able to block them, so that I couldn’t help but shrink.
How can this be?
The waves are constantly rolling in the heart, and what is even more terrifying is that the sword array is destined to infinite mystery, and every heavy sword is like a mountain, so that his eight hundred magic fields are on the verge of collapse.
"I do not believe!"
Lang Qianheng snarled, and the power of the eight hundred magical fields suddenly increased. In the vagueness, it was obvious that a statue of the demon appeared, and the heavens stood on the ground, suppressing the Qiankun, and obscuring the sky.
The power of each figure is enough to tear the ordinary long-lived robbers and peers, but they can't support them quickly.
puff! puff! puff!
The sword is too fierce, just like being invincible, and the shadows of a demon are shredded and turned into a magical airflow.
Until then, the eight hundred magic fields were smashed.
too strong!
That is too arrogant, dazzling, sturdy, flaming, and the glory of the world's sharp, killing the world, unmatched.
Lang Qianheng's eyes are red, desperately resisting, but it does not help, the body is swept by the sword, and draws a scar.
In the end, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar.
Eight hundred magic fields burst into blast.
Then, Lang Qianheng hemoptysis regressed, body blood, scars, and the image is terrible.
But this is not over.
Although the sword array has been worn a lot, it can still be slashed down, and the sharp and sultry atmosphere makes the strong spectators in the distance all chill.
No one thought that Lin Xun’s second move would be more horrible than the first move. That might be the power, the sword array is unstoppable, enough to be desperate.
Hey! Hey!
On the verge of dilemma, the two reds are burning, about two feet long, and the three-finger wide magic blade appears in the hands of Lang Qianheng.
Heaven and the Devil's double blade!
Then, on the skin of Lang Qianheng, covered with a layer of black scales that emits faint light, it is like a mysterious armor, covering the whole body.
The body of the sorcerer!
It can be said that the wave of this moment, the most powerful force of its own has been unreservedly displayed.
At that moment, looking far away is like an ancient demon, coming to the world.
Bang!
In his hands, the demon's double-edged sweep, blood and blood swept, crushed Tianyu, and the swords that had been smashed were completely removed.
The second move, he blocked it!
However, Lang Qianheng is not happy at all, because he has been wounded, and it is only the second move. He has forced all his own cards, which makes him feel a shameful shame.
Quiet in the field.
Everyone can see that in this second move, Lang Qianheng is still frustrated!
If he said that he was paralyzed for the first time, there was no such thing as a lucky one for the second time.
As a result, the strength of Lin Xun’s search for it is unpredictable.
How is he now strong enough?
The emperor's second lieutenant, if the dance fairy, has an impulse to understand in their hearts.
Those old monsters are lost and sorrowful, and this son can be regarded as the absolute leader in the younger generation of the ancient wilderness. It is really not touted.
Even when they witnessed the power of Lin Xun, they felt a shock!
As for the wooden picking stars and the candles reflecting the snow, their faces have become dignified, and the inner scorns are swept away, and they are not proud again.
The record of Lin Xun’s exhibition gave them a heavy impact, so that they were sober and aware of the terrible opponent.
"I said, we can despise the ancient wilderness, but we should also pay attention to the same people who are like us."
The wooden picking star sighed and said, "Fortunately, the two moves have passed. It is not difficult to block the guy's third move with the power of Lang Qianheng."
Candle Yingxue and others looked gloomy. Although they were dissatisfied, they knew that there was nothing wrong with the wooden picking star.
"Lin, you are afraid to be disappointed!"
In the distance, Lang Qianheng bites his teeth, and the green pupils are full of blood. It is very embarrassing. "You only have one chance to shoot."
Three strokes!
The whole audience is in a glimpse of the heart, and from the shocking shock, there are some concerns. If the third move cannot suppress the waves, isn’t it true that Lin Xun should admit defeat?
However, I saw Lin’s look and lightness:
There are two moves ahead, just try your ability. Is it true that you think I am using it?

Lang Qianheng suddenly changed his face: "You... haven't used real power yet?"
Everyone else on the scene was like a lightning strike. One by one, the heads of the two were so terrible, but it was not the real power of Lin Xun?
The meaning of this is too scary!
"Wang Qianheng, you don't want to be scared by this guy. He is not a ‘green and sturdy' level figure, it is impossible to do this step.

The candle in the distance reflected the snow and sneered out.
Qing Ming Eight!
These four words represent the eight most outstanding figures in the other eight domains.
Each one has an earth-shattering power.
Lang Qianheng naturally knows this, and naturally he does not think that there will be such a tyrannical figure in this abandoned ancient wilderness.
However, before he thinks more, Lin Xun has already shot again.
He gently pointed his finger.
Hey!
A finger force condenses out in the void, and squats there, like a piece of spring and autumn history, with a trend of shunning me against the death of me.
Spring and autumn!
However, the power of this finger is different from the past, gathering Lin Xun's own understanding and understanding of Tao and Fa, and his own will and discouragement!
One pointed out.
The sky is overturned, the sun and the moon are dull.
The wave of eternal heart, relying on a sense of horror, insignificance, despair, helplessness that can not be suppressed, is like a cockroach ant, in the face of a great torrent that is about to sweep!
No matter how tough his mind and will, this moment also has a strong impulse to escape!

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