Chapter 282: Cloud water

pressing.
Total suppression.
The auspicious light that screams on the sleek scalp is like a sacred moon, clear and faint, well-proportioned and elegant, but the inner and the inner power can be as heavy as a mountain, as if there is a million Buddha anger, lifting the sacred throne.
Just after the contact, Changan released the "Blood Magic" in the "God of Blood" is like the natural enemies, the power is attenuated several times, and can not be breathed by Xiangguang.
‘嗤嗤’, the blood was suppressed and the smoke and smoke were all gone. Xiangguang quickly approached Chang’an.
Changan scared the soul away.
In the auspicious light that screamed out, the faint sandalwood scent was smelled by ordinary people. It only felt like peace of mind, and every cell in the body was comfortable and peaceful, as if it was full of energy.
After Changan smelled it, from the nasal cavity to the abdomen, the whole body seemed to be burned by fire.
Chang'an has an illusion. He seems to be filled with a bucket of melted golden juice water. The hot gold liquid burns his five internal organs, and his soul is soaring. He wants to break the life pool and break the skull out of the body.
It’s just so painful to smell the sandalwood scent. If it is wrapped in auspicious light, is it still?
Changan instantly understood the way to screaming Xiang Xiangguang.
Like the bald guys of the Sixth Palace.
Once the Longevity and the Sixth Palace were many years of enemies, and many of the longevity teachings of the longevity, they were naturally restrained by the Sixth Palace. Sometimes, some of the elders of the longevity teaching will be countered by the masters of the six-way palace.
Chang'an has a good knowledge and knows that the Sixth Palace is a legacy of the ancient Buddha.
Buddhism is the natural nemesis of all evil spirits.
The "Blood Demon" is a hundred times more evil than the longevity teaching, and the restraint of the Buddhist practice is even worse.
"Dead vulture!" Changan’s heart rushed up, and shouting at it was a curse.
In the curse, Chang’an chest clothes burst open, and a flag rolled over.
哗啦啦
slammed open, and a thick light rushed out with the screaming cry, and quickly greeted The light that screamed and released.
"Yeah, how do you know that my nickname is a vulture?" The screaming screaming eyes were smashed into a line, and an opening, a mouthful of people said: "You see, I am bald, and a scorpion, 'vulture 'The word is wonderful!'
The flag of Changan's chest is obviously a different kind of treasure. The banner of several dozens of squares is turned into a blood cloud suspended overhead. The blood of the road rushes out from the blood cloud, and Xiangguang is deadlocked.
Xiangguang's lethality is still huge, but the blood in the blood cloud is endless.
The viscous blood is constantly turned into a black light, but the blood gas rushing out of the blood cloud is too violent and vigorous, and Xiangguang is forced to retreat a little bit backward.
"Buddha thief... Can you help me?" Changan looked at the screaming screaming Xiangguang constantly forced to retreat, could not help but give birth to a proud. He glanced at him and glanced at the woman who was rolling.
The scalp was sleek, and the woman with a round body was looking awkwardly, and her hands were holding the knife.
A few dozen miles apart.
The speed of the knife is so slow.
Chang’an smiled:
This woman is also a ignorant thing... this knife...not so useful.

As a long-term teacher, Chang’an thought he had the lessons and qualifications of the enemy.
The next moment, Chang’an was miserable.
There was no knife light, no knives, no more noise, Changan’s body suddenly broke off. His wound section is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no color. Instead, a layer of faint golden glare is attached to the wound.
At the next moment, the golden glaze light 'Boom' broke out, and a large piece of golden glass flame attached to Chang'an's wound burned. Changan's upper and lower limbs were burned more than a foot long.
‘啪’, Chang’an’s two thighs fell from the stone pillar, and one left and one right bounced twice on the ground and smashed out dozens of meters away. The golden glazed fire flashed, and the two thighs turned into blue smoke.
The upper half of Chang'an's body burned fiercely, and the flame quickly burned to the chest. When he saw that he would burn the heart, he would burn his upper body into blue smoke.
A tragic, Changan hand move, the blood cloud in the air slammed down, turned into a flag wrapped his wounds.
Rolling blood is rolled out, and the golden glazed fire is burning rapidly, and the blood is refining.
The flag squirmed violently, making a sharp scream like a living creature. Numerous blood tumbling out, stalemate a full breathing time, hard to extinguish the golden glare fire.
"You, it!" Changan jerked his head and screamed.
‘嘭’, ‘嘭嘭’, ‘嘭嘭嘭’!
The two forefoot screaming screamed down, Chang'an's head violently swayed, and the face that was not formed was even smashed, and the whole head looked like a broken fruit.
The flag released a cloud to block the auspicious light that was screaming at the top of the head, and the small half of the wound wrapped around Changan turned into a light.
The blood of a thousand lengths suddenly flashed, and the tens of thousands of young men and women who were almost exhausted all the air were in the air.
"The obstacles!" The pupils turned into a dark gold on a monthly basis. She once again lifted a knife that was almost as long as her height, and it was a knife.
The flag shook.
Tens of thousands of skinny young men and women exploded, and the last blood in the body flew up and quickly merged into the flag.
"Sin, sin!" Moon and screaming at the same time lamented.
Changan suddenly raised his head and barely opened his mouth and spit out a fist-sized blood-colored bead from his mouth. The and rushing beads swiftly swayed, and an invisible attack in the void suddenly came, and the light of the bead surface exploded.
The sound of ‘叮’ was crisp, and the pearls seemed to be cut by heavy knives, and they flew back a long distance.
On the ground, the blood of the young men and women flew out of the flag.
Chang’an’s drunkard who had been drinking for many years suddenly tasted the expressive expression of the peerless wine. His hysterical smile on the back of the sky, only the small part of the body squirmed.
The flag dances rapidly.
In just a few breaths, when the screaming and the monthly avatar streamed to Changan, the flag slammed open, his body was reborn, the newborn skin was white and delicate, and the skin was almost fine under the translucent skin. The fine blood color lines are squirming.
Not only was the burned body repaired, but Changan’s smashed face was also quickly healed, and it was still a handsome and sinister face.
"Well, can you help me?" Changan backhand recalled the pearls in his hands, screaming toward the moon and shouting: "I am the chosen person, the fate is in me!"
"The people of the day?" One month flashed to Changan, and the right hand waved, and the knife fell to Changan's neck.
"Oh, you don't know the life and death, the inexplicable guy, these years, my grandmother... sin, sin, these years, the barren sees much." The speed of the month is very fast, the eyelashes of a slap, is a The long sneak squirted out.
But the speed that speaks faster than her is the speed at which she slashes her knife.
Before the two knives, she slapped her knife slowly, and the slow and erratic speed of the knife seemed to match her round body.
But now, the speed of the knife is almost like a storm, the blink of an eye, she has slashed 180,000 knives.
The knife light was pulled into a very thin light, and a very thin light was woven into a huge light net. Then the light net was very strange, and it was surrounded by Changan from all directions.
Changan screamed and shouted, and his blood-colored jewels released a large flame, and a huge blood-smoke hood wrapped him in death.
In the blink of an eye, 180,000 knives lingered on the yin mask.
A muffled sound, blood smudge smashed and smashed, and it exploded into countless blood-colored streams that fluttered in all directions.
Changan’s body also blasted open, and was cut into very fine, very fine particles that were hundreds of times smaller than sesame seeds.
Changan screamed: "You destroy my body!"
A light rushed out of Changan's smashed body, faint, awkward, and looked like Chang'an was born, and it was clearly the soul he had in his life pool.
Changan did not have much time to break through the life of the pool, and his soul was not essentially reborn.
Just because of the cultivation of the Blood Demon, Changan’s soul has become sinister, and the look is terrible.
The flag rolled up Chang'an, accompanied by screams of screaming, bloody, bloody, and into the soul of Chang'an. His smashed body was blown into a large fog, and was quickly absorbed by his soul.
"Well? Give up the Taoist body, condense the magic body? Good magical magical method." Coldly snorted month by month: "However, in the awkward hands, dare to be so bold?"
Taking a deep breath, the sleek body of the moon suddenly became like a balloon.
Just rushed over and shouted openly, and spurted twelve bright auspicious lights toward Changan. After breaking through the holes of twelve bowl-sized mouths on the magic body that Changan had not yet formed, he shouted and turned away. .
Chang's magic body was broken by Xiangguang, and he made a painful scream.
However, the flag continually bleeds blood, blood clouds and blood-colored flames into his soul, and the wounds that pierce the wounds squirm and heal. Chang’an smiled triumphantly:
But it’s gone, the body is in the flesh, what if you don’t want it? The leader has been unable to make up his mind, whether to cast the supreme magic, and thank you for helping the lord make a decision.

He sighed heavily, Changan helpless, and at the same time with a smug smile: "Unfortunately, before the magic body, the lord, can no longer enjoy those little tricks, watery spirits."
It has been completed on a monthly basis.
A sudden round of light emerged behind her, and a flaming lion in the light rushed out and slammed openly.
The mouth is also opened month by month.
‘嗷~~~~~~’!
A shouting lion cub.
The void in front of the moon squirmed fiercely, and it was faintly visible that the void was shaken by the lion's cymbal.
The air was violently fluctuating, and a huge white gas screamed and screamed in all directions. The entire cave violently vibrated, and the ground cracked into deep cracks, and the surrounding rock walls split. Shaking, the stalagmites on the dome did not wait for the fall, and it was shattered by this sound.
The disciples of the longevity teach one by one.
In their seven scorpions, a large piece of blood mist was sprayed. Those who were heavy in the realm of the building and the sense of the earth, were the disciples of the longevity who had already cultivated mana. Their eyebrows were shattered and the whole body was completely destroyed.
And the tens of thousands of young children, they seem to turn a deaf ear to the monthly screams.
In other words, the loud screams of the month did not cause a little damage to them.
Not only that, but the children who were over-excited also showed a shallow smile, the shadows of the heart, panic, and all negative emotions were gently erased by a great gentle force.
Their hands were loose, and the swords and weapons that were forcibly stuffed into their hands fell to the ground.
With a sigh of relief, these children's eyelids were pulled, so soft on the ground, and quickly entered the deepest sleep.
The loud hum of the month is continuing.
There seems to be an endless wind tunnel in her belly, and there is a constant hurricane blowing, constantly blowing her vocal cords and making a terrible lion cub.
The lion cub, who had originally attacked indiscriminately in all directions, gradually gathered in front of her.
The lion's cymbal, which was bombarded in three hundred and sixty degrees, quickly turned into a golden light column of a diameter, accompanied by a deafening thunder and slammed into the air.
Just fierce.
overbearing.
majesty.
sacred.
All evil spirits evade, restraining all the powers of yin and evil power into golden light beams, heavily hit the Chang'an violent creeping body.
Changan made a painful scream.
At this moment, he felt his soul was soaked in the molten metal juice.
His soul is burning.
His soul is shrinking.
His soul is shrinking rapidly, constantly shrinking and getting smaller.
The flag squirmed violently, constantly adding blood, blood, and blood to his soul.
But Changan’s soul is still shrinking.
In the end, Changan couldn't help but endless pains. He hysterically snorted toward the top dome.
A blue cold light fell, wrapped around Chang'an body, and Chang'an disappeared in the blue cold light without a trace.
"Who are you?" Changan finally snorted.
Looking up month by month, looking at the blue warm light that dissipated on the dome, she slowly said: "The big round back to the temple, the clouds are flowing, month by month."
Shouting and screaming and rushing over, the dome cracked countless cracks, and a large number of gravel pieces continued to fall, constantly screaming on the screaming body.
Shaking his head, licking two long ears, shouting and screaming in anger: "The teacher of the month, told you, don't let the lion! You..."
Turning around head by month, screaming and screaming.
When I shouted, I suddenly smiled and asked softly: "What about the teacher?"
Looking at the sleeping elders and the children on the ground, I sighed with a heavy sigh: "Look for someone to help, wipe your butt... Brother, you are always lucky, are you?"