: 517. Wu Sheng's widow!

For the evil spirits to appear, Yan Zhaoge does not expect anything. ?[?〈[
On the contrary, Yan Zhaoge is sneer at the moment: "Hey, this evil saint is not well-intentioned, I will use it as a gun, and I will fish in troubled waters."
In this world, apart from Fu Enshu, it is most clear that Yanzhao song is not a sacred sect. Of course, it is the evil sage of the sage, especially the lord, the evil sacred city.
He shot at the moment, which is equivalent to helping out, not to make a self-trick, to give the black pot to Yanzhao song buckle.
Yan Zhaoge only swept the corners of his eyes and touched the eyes of Zhang Haocheng and Dong Chang, who were in Crystal Palace. They knew that Zhang Haocheng, who was dubious, had a letter of seven or eight.
The people in the magic road now look at Yan Zhaoge and Fang Kan, and the more they look at the play.
In the right way, people who look at Yan Zhao songs and guard against warnings are even more intense.
When they want to come, people who are as proud and flamboyant as Yan Zhaoge are generally disdainful of pretending to be fake.
However, if you deliberately deny the cover of your own sacred sect, it means that there must be a bigger and more sinister plot.
Fang Kan screamed coldly: "The devil is martyrdom, the facts are all there, and you can't allow you to argue. I have to prepare for it. Today is your day of Fuxi!"
Zhang Haocheng and others looked at Yan Zhaoge and felt uneasy at the same time.
The deep-sea cloister violently swayed at this moment, and the strong volatility seemed to wake up from the slumber.
Everyone looked at the water veins that had been condensed by the rain and rain, and I could feel that the powerful power fluctuations came from there.
Fang Kan looked stunned, and the eyes of the consonant looked up on the forehead, but could not see the brilliance in the water.
However, the strong breath of the volatility, his heart faintly gave birth to the realization.
The sense of ominousness began to float above the heart: "Who is that?"
"The Crystal Palace, is it the Kowloon Dragon of the Blood Dragon, the Lord of the Dragon, or the Cry of the Cry Island?"

Is everything all from the beginning?

Fang Kan was amazed, but felt that the power seemed to be waking up from the slumber, not really stable, let him retreat, and his heart was unwilling.
He screamed, his palms turned into the sky, condensed into a line, bypassing the Yan Zhao song and Fu Enshu, who had been fighting with them, and rushed toward the white water.
Yan Zhao song calmly, swaying from the side, faintly said: "There is a sacred sacred side of the sea? I don't know."
"As for me, you don't need other people to shoot, you can't take me."
Fang Kan’s momentum suddenly changed, and he re-rolled to Yan Zhaoge!
The only action that attacks the water vein is that it is the sound of the East!
Regardless of what is in the water vein, Fang Kan is ready to miss a shot, then evacuate first and observe the situation.
In the case of only one blow, Fang Kang’s goal is naturally aimed at the Yan Zhao song with the killing of the enemy!
He made all his efforts, and the blue light condensed into a line, and the speed was fast. Almost no one in the room could see the trajectory of the light.
There are even hallucinations in front of everyone, as if the world is distorted, and all the scenes are absorbed by the blue light and turned into a thin line.
Yan Zhaoge did not change his face, and even had a special embarrassment. He smiled and said to Zhang Haocheng and Li Sheng: "I said before, I came to the deep sea corridor here, there is something to do."
Talk, the water of the rain and rain of the rain, shocked!
In the glory of the road, a figure flies out from inside, and in the blink of an eye, it is in front of Yan Zhao.
The bonnet of Fangkan’s palms is intended to bypass this figure.
But the figure was lifted up, and the five fingers opened, as if it covered the seas of the heavens, to the endless, the blue light left and right to hide, could not circumvent the palm of this person, and finally bombarded the palm of the person.
The figure shook a little, if nothing happened.
Fang Kuang's eyes wide open, and I saw that it was a stone statue!
The surface of the stone statue is constantly peeled off by gravel, not damaged by the palm of the hand, but naturally shedding.
The stone skin is shattered and peeled off, revealing the white skin of the body, and it is shiny and lustrous.
The audience screamed in unison, and the power of horror was derived from this horrible body.
The appearance of the stone statue is a clear-eyed old man, but as the stone skin continues to fall off, his facial features look like a fly, becoming young and rejuvenating, and the final appearance age is similar to that of Yan Zhao.
When the stone skin is completely broken and peeled off, a young figure is revealed, and the five senses are handsome and tall.
Yan Zhao song sighed softly: "Hey!"
Inside the young scorpion, there is a strange flash of light, each condensing into a striated pattern, exactly the same as the martial arts martial arts martial arts formed by the Yan Zhao dynasty.
The light symbol flickered, and the young man shouted in the sky and broke the sea directly, shaking for nine days!
The incomparably powerful will and power, and the stunned swords and evil spirits in the sea.
Yan Zhaoge sneered and looked at the horror of the square: "How is the evil saint, it has nothing to do with me, I have said that I am waiting for him?"
"What I am waiting for is my own avatar!"
In the fascinating sea enchantment, the stone image obtained by Yan Zhaoge is a will after the sitting of the Wu Shengqiang!
The sacred strong man has his own talents and special exercises, so that after his death, a force locks the immortality, and all of them are contained in the will, and the atmosphere is not leaking.
Death and rebirth, the two poles reverse, life and death gather together.
Although this prince can't resurrect himself, the old and decaying body is rejuvenated, as if it were a newborn baby.
In the end, it is a unique miracle that is unique in the world.
It is both a will and a spirit.
If there are other Wu Shengqiang who get this will, they can refine it into their own avatars, and they will be martial arts, and they will be strong!
Yan Zhaoge is not Wu Sheng, but he practiced the Promise of Heaven, and the restoration of Vientiane, no beginning and no end, no future, but can complete the miracles that other great masters can't.
After I went to the realm of Yuan Fu’s Grand Master, after the cleansing of the rain and rain from the world to the Qing Dynasty, the remnant of this will, refining itself into a avatar!
From the beginning, Yan Zhaoge did not intend to seek help from anyone in the beginning.
His preparation is his own means!
Yan Zhao sings in the heart, in front of the figure, his right hand raised his fist, and punched Fang Fang!
Although it is bare-handed, but a punch out, it is like a big shot straight forward, to directly penetrate the blue sky!
The guns are facing, as if there is a huge Peng bird, spread the wings, and shake it for nine days!
The blue sea, directly torn, and the sky connected to the blue sea, this moment seems to burst.
North Ming Shen Gun, Peng Cheng nine days!
"Northern Wuwu Shengzhuang?! It turned out to be him!"
After Fang Kan hits the palm of his hand, the body shape has begun to recede.
When he sees a piece of power, he knows nothing.
Now I saw a shot of this hole in the heavens and the earth, Fang Kan’s great shock, I saw the gun-like wings like Dapeng, and I immediately came to myself!
He was able to catch up with this gun and he was caught up with this gun! (To be continued.) 8