: 1239. Beating people like planting trees, buried in the soil under the head and feet

Yan Zhaoge’s palm grasped the edge of the lamp in the mirror, and Yang’s face suddenly changed.
Then Yan Zhaoge’s hand grabbed the mirror light and pulled it toward him.
The power of Mo Zhineng’s majestic power, the Yang Emperor who suddenly pulled the heart also lost his center of gravity, and the body could not help but approach Yanzhao song.
He sneaked on Xuan Gong and tried to stabilize himself. At the same time, he was also rushing into the light of the celestial mirror.
Rolling up the fairy, burning all.
The candlelight reflecting in the mirror swayed violently and instantly turned into a raging fire.
The sea of ​​fire burned to the extreme, and the golden light was lifted out, and then it rushed out of the mirror, as if the flood broke down.
Yan Zhaoge can even feel the palm of his hand holding the edge of the mirror, and he has a burning and hot feeling.
However, the next moment, Yan Zhao song Kungfu unfolds, Yin and Yang are upside down, and Qiankun is overhanging.
Fan Tianshu and Yin Yang Tianshu combined with the law, immediately let the golden light cool down.
"Open!" Yang Di face is now a decisive color, exhaling open.
The whole lamp in the mirror was shaken, and it shook slightly, and the surface cracked a lot of fine lines.
Feeling the movement of Yang Di and the changes in the lights in the mirror, Yan Zhao song smiled: "I have already missed a shot of a squadron. I can't always let me go empty-handed?"
On the palm of his hand, it is difficult to distinguish between the secret and the light and the light.
Twelve law, the eleventh law, devour.
The hand of Yan Zhaoge suddenly seemed to be a huge beast and opened his mouth.
The violent swallowing of the power of absorption, began to madly absorb the energy inside the mirror.
It is not only the ridiculous method of the sacred sacred religion, but the action of Yan Zhaoge also incorporates the artistic conception of the evil sword.
For today's Yan Zhao song, the use of evil swords is not very big, and the power concept is not surprising.
But at the moment, using the heart and the hair, combined with the ravages of the law, the horrible suction of swallowing the sky, suddenly more unstoppable!
When the Emperor Yang saw it, his eyes flashed slightly.
Not only did he not stop and break free, but he accelerated the urging, almost helping the Yan Zhao song to absorb the scent of himself and the mirror light in a hard-filled way!
"Your Wu Sheng repair is stronger, and it is bound to tear up the body!"
At the moment of life and death, the action of the Yang Emperor decided: "The poor road will send you to the sect of the sect!"
The two sides were stalemate in the air, motionless, and the sights were inconsistent.
As time went by, looking at the Yan Zhao song in front of nothing, Yang Di was shocked!
If you change other Wusheng, you can use the method of ravages to swallow the light in the mirror, and you will be torn apart by the scorpion, and you will die.
However, Yan Zhao song body, chaos dark, accommodate all things, will engulf the fairy.
Although it can not be used for its own use, but in a short time, it can not hurt Yan Zhaoge.
"How to do it? Taiyi's fist?" Yang Di stunned.
Yan Zhao song smiled, holding the palm of the mirror in the palm of the hand again, pulling the Yangdi to approach himself.
Then, the other hand that was empty was lifted up high, and the palm of the hand fell on the top of the sun.
Yang Di quickly returned to the gods and snorted.
In the light in the mirror of the hand, the glare broke out again on the mirror surface, and the air wave exploded and vibrated.
Wanting to let the lights in the mirror take the initiative to burst and attack, and the desire to attack Yan Zhaoge fell, and he was still in a dilemma. Yangdi took the initiative and made changes.
He directly fell to his own life-threatening squadron!
With this outbreak, Yang Di finally got out and retreated.
However, Yan Zhaoge followed suit and took a step forward. He held the top of the palm of his hand and still covered the universe and fell towards the Emperor Yang.
Yang Di’s heart suddenly became tight.
Previously, they had been a group of people besieging Yan Zhaoge.
At this moment, when facing the Yan Zhao song alone, the horrible oppressive force has multiplied!
Ying Ying 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧 荧
At this time, Yan Zhaoge only had the last goal of Yang Di.
According to common sense, temporary suppression of a fairy soldier that does not belong to oneself, will produce resistance, similar to the suppression of a real fairy, will inevitably occupy a lot of energy, will naturally lead to a decline in combat effectiveness.
But at this moment, the Yanzhao singer caught the light in the mirror, as if nothing was empty.
The radiance of the surface of the lamp in the mirror was dim and instantly suppressed by Yan Zhaoge.
Yanzhao song is like no impact, stepping to chase Chanyang the Great.
The Emperor Yang took the initiative to drop his own celestial soldiers, and tried to win a little opportunity. The result was completely empty.
Yan Zhao’s body dark red sword shines in the sun, and instantly catches up with the Yang Emperor, as if the gods are the same, it is a palm.
Yang Di helpless, can only barely resist.
The suppression of the power of the heavens and the earth makes the Emperor Yang feel unbearable.
He also practiced the Tiantian Seal, but at the moment he only felt helpless: "How can Wu Sheng have such a profound understanding of Fan Tianshu? It is that Xuan Xian may not be able to do it!"
Yan Zhaoge's palm is in the palm of his hand, locking the void, the power seems to form an invisible earth, and the Yang Emperor is pressed against the center.
At this moment, Emperor Yang experienced the despair and humiliation of the singularity of the singer, and his body shape was pressed down and almost collapsed.
"Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian...when the real name is not lost!" He struggled to look up and stared at Yan Zhaoge: "Unfortunately, it is a pity that you are as fierce as the fire, you don't know how to advance and retreat, you can't help it!"
"In the beginning, Yu Yuanzi invited the poor roads to help each other. The poor roads stayed outside the domain and the void did not return to the upper bounds. Now, I think, regret it."
"Erase your scourge early, why is it today?"
"People like you will only make my revival of the authenticity of the door really ruined!"
"The direction is wrong, the faster you run, the farther you are from the right target." Yang Di said with difficulty: "The more you are, the greater the scourge that will bring me the authenticity of the door!"
Yan Zhaoge said casually: "The road is different, and it is not a bad idea. The Yang Emperor said that it is inevitable."
"I only hate the poor road and have no way to defend you!" Yang Di sighed.
Yan Zhao song smiled and said: "Now you still have these things, you can really be at ease."
As a result, while the strength of the palm is constantly strengthening, it suddenly changes.
The Yang Emperor, who had been struggling to support, was suddenly caught off guard and was difficult to adapt.
Turning the mighty power of the Qiang Kun, it is difficult for him to fix his body shape and turn around in front of him.
Yan Zhaoge reached out again and grabbed a leg of Yang Di.
Then, as soon as the arm is lifted, the real fairy who has become famous for thousands of years will be hung upside down!
The mirror light has disappeared from the other hand of Yan Zhaoge.
His empty palm, turned up from childhood.
Fan Tianshu and Sen Luo Wanxiang's mysterious works together, the real soil appears, vast and boundless, thick and unreasonable.
Yan Zhaoge raised his hand and lifted the real land directly.
Then, when he was carrying Yang Di, he went straight to the land!
Between the emperor and the emperor, the whole person was smashed with green onions, and his head and feet were smashed into the ground by Yan Zhaoge!