: 1559. Across the sea, a shot

The manifestation of the Great St. Jin is certainly awe-inspiring, but it is not always available anywhere.
Excessive consumption before, then it takes a long time to rest, the more laborious, the shorter the duration, the longer the rest time.
In recent decades, Beiming, Xu Fei and Panpan have continued to refine their own sacred sacred bodies. Under the influence of each other, they are also more conducive to the manifestation of Dashengjin.
However, the three-in-one combination shows the true meaning of Qitian Dasheng, and the full swing of the wishful gold hoop is still extraordinarily laborious.
"Supporting this battle before the eyes, it should be no problem." Yan Zhaoge said as he talked, looking around and looking at the environment in front of the fog.
He took out the flesh and blood that looked like a broken arm, and the flame condensed into a line, burning, but behave.
Yan Zhao song fingers gently on the flame.
The line of fire swayed, and finally no longer maintained stability, expanding toward the surrounding area, and instantly became violent and vigorous, swallowing the whole flesh and blood like the human hand.
The fragments of the celestial seal buried in the flesh and blood, shining and shining, seem to be in the ignited appearance.
Yanzhao singer gently swayed forward, raging in the fire, and put it into the mist of the ocean.
Xu Fei took off the wine sac hanging from the waist, unplugged the plug and poured it on his head. While drinking, he calmly looked at the scene.
Those hazes also burned and formed a ray of flames that spread toward the surroundings.
This piece of light ocean, like a boil, is constantly rolling.
At this time, from different directions, there is a brilliance flash.
There is more than one horrible existence, and at the same time it comes to the universe of this universe.
Only one of them has already been suffocating. At this moment, so many strong people are filled with it. There is no need to take a shot, and the solidified atmosphere will almost directly tear the piece of light.
They have formed a collision with each other, and they have not let each other, so the atmosphere is extremely suppressed.
However, the two sides did not have a major conflict in the first place, but first they all aimed to find the ancient sword of Zhu Xian.
Then, I saw a lot of visions appearing, as if the sky was falling, all over the sky.
"Sure enough, I have been chasing it." Yan Zhao's mouth twitched a smile and looked at Xu Fei.
Xu Fei also smiled and took the wine bag and hung it back to his waist.
The haze above the heads of the two men was torn apart, and the horror of the monks was suddenly suppressed, and the sky was covered and collapsed.
However, the Yan Ming song's Bei Ming avatar and Xu Fei, Pan Pan three have a body shape, there is a thousand feet of gold light straight into the sky.
Under the radiance of the light, the three giant mountains resemble the giant scorpion, showing the huge body, just like the pillars of the sky, re-erecting the fallen sky.
In the midst of the enchanting atmosphere, the glory of the golden sacred body, the one in the void exists, and finally the true image gradually emerges, not as difficult to observe as before, difficult to describe.
First and foremost, it was the daggers, the Lingyaxian and the six swords that had been handed over before.
The people who walked with them were the other big demon, wearing armor, holding three steel forks, sinking their faces, and thoughtfully watching the three great holy bodies.
In addition to the four of them, there are two figures on the other side, standing on the periphery, staring at Yan Zhaoge and others, but they are also guarding the people of Fujian and the United States.
The two figures, one is the Buddha sitting on the green lotus, the body is blue, the right hand holding the treasure building is placed on the left shoulder, and the left hand is holding the seal.
The other is a young man with three heads and six arms and a third eyebrow.
The three demon sacred sacred, one Buddha who proved the Buddha's righteousness, one outside the Buddha's Gate, and one of the fairy tales.
The strongest of the six Da Luo levels will come here.
It is the collision of the forces that they intend to contain, and the time and space here is a tear.
However, they fell here, but they frowned.
"...诛仙剑 is not here!" Dagger Xian explored his head, and said something annoyed.
Susu has a wrist, and the palm of the hand holds up the broken half of the sky, and the golden red fire jumps above.
On the other side, the three-headed youth with three heads and six arms also looked at the little bell held in his hand.
"The damn!" Lingfang Xianyu rounded his eyes and stared at the burning center of the ocean of light, the flesh that had burned and did not restore the shape.
Because it was smashed by the swords of the sacred swords and the swords of the immortals, it annihilated the vitality of the flesh and blood. Therefore, Lingyaxian has not been able to detect it before. The flesh and blood that they traced are not the broken arms of Guangchengzi, but the teeth of the singer. The hip epithelium was swept by the wishful golden hoop.
See you in person at the moment, where is the Lingyaxian still not recognized? Immediately mad and thunderous.
Sui Su stared at the group of flesh and blood and looked at it for a long while, watching the flaming flames, and then watching the fragments of the Fantian Seal exposed after the flesh and blood burning, gradually understood.
The young man with three arms and six arms on the other side also came back to God: "...here, where was your place before?"
"If not, you can't cross the sea." Yan Zhao song smiled.
This place is the environment where they found a place before they found the broken arm of Guangcheng, and then hid it and then hid it.
When I found the broken arm of Guangchengzi, Yanzhao Song had done the secret treatment, and gave the broken arm to the high-definition swirl, and then others, if nothing had happened, pretending to follow the clues and returning around the big circle.
Yan Zhaoge looked up and looked at the three-headed and six-armed youth: "When the age is over, I have heard it. Although I have heard it for a long time, I have seen it with my own eyes. I still feel sorry. I used to be a sect of the Sanqing Orthodox and also a foreigner."
The betrayal of the deceased was no matter what, after the great annihilation, the Taomen Wonderland who went to the outer court of Xianting, whether it was Gao Jinneng, Cao Bao or Yu Hualong, Zhao Jiang, etc., or Sanqing’s side branch, or scattered repair, said Not on the Sanqing Orthodox rumor.
Nowadays, the development of martial arts in the outer court of Xianting has never seen the martial arts of Sanqing.
However, there are still exceptions.
These years and the Antarctic longevity emperor, the Madonna, they are not too close, Yan Zhaoge about the Xianting strong and more and more, the so-called value of the age of the old Tianzun Yinjiao, naturally heard.
In front of these three heads and six arms, the appearance of the youngsters of the young people is the Yinjiao.
"Before I put on the list of gods, before entering the Temple of Heaven, I am afraid that it is already impossible to pass the Qing Dynasty." Yinjiao said that it was not salty.
The dagger first screamed coldly: "The little girl who is trapped in the ancient sword is not here. Is it the use of the ancient sword to seal the things of Guangchengzi, and one person to find the ancient sword?"
"Oh, I have to be alone, but I may not be stable. I have waited for your evils, but there are other people. By then, this can be won by the ancient swords!"
Yan Zhaoge heard the words and spread his hands and smiled: "Nature is not a high-ranking person alone, and there are people who can play the power of the sects such as Zhu Xian and Xian Xian."