Chapter 441: Shiwang and Prajna

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"Kill," a slightly roaring voice came out of the black people, only to see four black people came over with guns.
The power of the emperor's veins around them was surging, and the shadows of the spears overlapped, and the momentum was extraordinary.
Through the dark void, several people of Zhao Sansi were killed.
These four people are only the existence of the imperial vein, but they have cultivated a superb combination of attacking skills.
For a time, there were some fights with Huang Sansi and several others. Instead, Xu Zimo was alone.
But he didn't move because he felt that there was a gaze in the darkness.
As long as you move a little, the opponent will issue a thunder blow.
"Don't you come out to meet?" Xu Zimo smiled.
As his words fell, I saw the sky above the inn fluctuate.
A figure walked out of the void from the void.
The figure was wearing a white mask, and there was no momentum fluctuation around him.
Although he doesn't have any monstrous momentum, he is full of pressure.
"Your true gods are really lingering," Xu Zimo smiled.
"For your sake of calling the true gods, I will leave you with all your corpses later," the old man in the mask said lightly.
In addition to the true gods who claim to be true gods, in fact, outsiders call them evil gods.
"Really confident," Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile.
As soon as his voice fell, he heard a horrified roar coming beside him.
"Yue'er, what are you doing."
Huang Xing was frightened, and several people were fighting together, but unexpectedly Huang Yue suddenly gave the other two palms directly from behind.
I saw that Huang Xing and Huang Ri's bodies flew out directly.
Huang Xing looked at Huang Yue in disbelief, and the surface of his own body skin was gradually darkening.
"Tiansha poisonous palm," Huang Ri said frowning, feeling his own situation.
This kind of apocalyptic poison is very restrained against Reiki, and Reiki is like an infectious body.
As long as there is aura, this poison will be completely corroded, and can not be detoxified in a short time.
"Yue'er, why?" Huang Xing didn't care about his injury, and looked at the familiar and suddenly strange woman in front of her.
He had never thought that this woman she once admired would betray them.
Since they entered Huang Sansi, the three have teamed up together. After so many years, they seem to be familiar with each other's relatives.
Today, he suddenly discovered that everything was shrouded in mist, and he could not see clearly.
"Are you a cult god?" Huang Ri Shen asked.
"It has always been," Huang Yue said a little in silence, and finally said indifferently.
Hearing this answer, Huang Ri was completely silent.
Huang Xing was laughing, sad and sad.
"Kill me," Huang Xing looked up and said without fear: "You personally."
Huang Yue ignored him, but turned his eyes to the old man in the mask.
Respectfully said: "Virgin Prajna, the mission is completed."
"Very good," the old man in the mask smiled with satisfaction, and finally looked at Xu Zimo.
With a big wave of hand, there is boundless aura spreading in the palm.
I saw his big palm directly suppressing the past, saying: "Go with them too."
"God's veins," Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"You don't seem to be enough."
Although he is not the pinnacle of the Holy Veins now, he really doesn't pay attention to the general divine context.
A sky-high momentum rose from Xu Zimo's body, and he directly opened the sky.
The blue spirit surged violently, and behind him, the steps spread to Qingtian.
Boundless, there are avenues of Sanskrit permeating it.
The blue mist enveloped all around.
Xu Zimo stretched out his hands and directly confronted the big palm of Venerable Prajna.
Just listen to the "bang" sound.
The surrounding space was all broken, and the inn where everyone was located was split from the middle and directly divided into two halves.
Countless air arrows are splashing.
Seeing such a mighty power, even those who are like Venerable were surprised.
"Who are you?" At this moment, Venerable Prajna officially got up and asked Xu Zimo.
"I won't say anything until I win," Xu Zimo smiled.
The ba Ying in his hand came straight out of the sheath, accompanied by the sound of "sounding clang", and the sea of ​​infernal swords stretched across.
"Ask the thirteen styles, the style of anger."
With Xu Zimo's soft drink, the machete in his hand was trembling slightly.
With the redness of the whole body, the muscles swelled up, and the king of the style with a blue sharp angle roared.
It is directly attached to the blade, carrying its own infinite anger and irritability.
Shi Wang's blood and anger are burning.
The scimitar in Xu Zimo's hand seems to contain a great potential.
When the knife was cut down, all the people in Fengming City who were still asleep heard a thunder coming from their ears.
There was a thunder burst on the sky, and even the destruction of destruction.
Seeing such power, the Prajna Venerable took a deep breath.
The eyes are unprecedentedly dignified.
He stood on the left foot, lifted his right foot gently, folded his hands together, and made a very strange movement.
Then he called out softly, "Pan Ruo!"
When his voice fell, I saw him start to change.
Really appeared, the space shattered.
With a roar, another monster was born.
The monster is crimson all over, with two very sharp corners.
Its eyes are large, but its pupils are similar to ordinary people.
The hair on the top of the head was red, and all ran down the forehead.
The hair on the body is white, very vigorous, and has completely protected the neck.
Its face is very thin, with four fangs in its mouth, and many sticky liquids.
"Is this the legendary Prajna?" Huang Yue murmured at the scene.
Prajna is a kind of ghost, a kind of ghost that feeds on jealousy and hatred.
No one knows exactly what the venerable Prajna Venerable possessed by this monster has ever experienced.
The whole cult of the gods knows that the Prajna Sovereign wears a mask and never shows people easily.
The people who really met him in the teaching did not exceed the number of hands.
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When Xu Zimo's knife fell with endless power ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I saw that the man behind opened his eyes suddenly.
It roared loudly, and the whole face was so unbearable that it seemed to be laughing and crying.
His eyes suddenly turned red, and his hands caught the knife directly.
Shi Wang is roaring, and Prajna is also roaring.
The two stalemate, Huang Yue next to see this scene, directly raised the sword in his hand and killed the past.
Xu Zimo chuckled, and thunder rolled in his eyes.
The world-destroying thunder with heaven's punishment came down like a torrent of wild beasts.
The moment when Nine Sky God Thunder landed, it destroyed everything.
Huang Yue's face changed drastically, and her figure directly disappeared into the void.
Although she escaped, the prajna lord who was stalemate with Xu Zimo behind her could not escape.