Chapter 849: Don't cry later

Wuya sank in his heart, and he did not dare to take it lightly in the face of the existence of Lianxu level.
The practice of boundlessness is also a horrifying refining order. How many ways to save lives?
"You wicked dragon, what a breath!"
Immediately pressing one hand in the void, a purple gold "color" round bowl appeared.
This thing is called a bowl among the Buddhist doors!
Although Ye Fan once thought that it was a bowl for rice, Wei Neng should not be underestimated.
The round bowl dripped round, and the purple awns rose up in a hurry.
In the illusion, his body skyrocketed, and in a blink of an eye, it became a huge bowl of dozens of feet.
Afterwards, layers of purple gold thread spewed out of the bowl, like a purple dragon.
Under the volume of this purple gold silk, it was killing the mist that was rolling like that towards the mountains and the sea.
In a short time, the two forces collided, and a burst of metal crashes broke out.
At the same time, Wuji raised his hand, and on weekdays, the "beads" of the jewels that were quite treasured flew out.
Under the magnificent setting of the beads, it expanded hundreds of feet and flashed onto the top of Xiaojin's head.
Then, sink down!
The vast power of Dharma even wanted to forcibly suppress Xiaojin.
When the two men fought, the ghost ghost emperor had no intention to do anything, but kept watching Ye Fan.
Moreover, he even thought that Ye Fan's odds were a little bigger.
So scary young man!
Below, there were hundreds of millions of people in the Forbidden City, watching the sky burst burst, and was shocked in their hearts.
Layers of illusion, like the doomsday. Are these vast powers the strongest in their world?
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On this day, all the children in the Forbidden City were frightened and crying.
The martial arts, the martial arts heart trembled.
Horror, it's too horrible!
In front of the Golden Hall, Ran Tianlan and others looked at the sky with surprise in their hearts.
What is power?
Compared with the above strong men, they turned the cultivation of the realm into even the cannon fodder.
Everyone looked at the sky in horror, and on that state banquet, I didn't know when to sit on a shy Taoist.
Holding the spiritual flesh from the banquet in his hand, drinking spirit wine in one hand, and a torn robe.
The weird thing is that no one knows when he appeared there.
Moreover, this person is incompatible with the magnificent surroundings, but seems to be seamlessly integrated into it.
So far, I don't know how long he stayed, no one noticed him.
This person glanced casually into the sky, as if his pupils penetrated 10,000 meters into the sky and hit the vast universe.
"Dragon Emperor? It's not bad, but unfortunately, it just awakened and wasn't worthy of being our opponent!" Taoist said to himself.
But the next moment, he could not help shrinking his pupils and whispering: "The power of the law! I never expected that there are people in this world who understand the power of the law, but they must ask for advice!"
Above the sky, a large string of beads twirled around Xiao Jin's head, and the layers of gold "color" runes flashed out.
Runeway was amazing, tangled into Xiao Jin's body immediately.
Rao is waving his claws and tearing those runes frantically, but he can't crush them.
In this rune, it seems that there is some kind of profound Dharma power, and ordinary powers can't compete at all.
"Huh! Your evil dragon has been controlled by the old man, what else can you do?" Wuya sneered, holding back the practice of refining the virtual steps, not panic!
Ye Fan didn't know when, when he reached the buddha, sneered: "Don't cry, just wait!"