Chapter 2098: Yiyi brotherhood, servant power

Little yellow chicken is his beast, but also a friend and brother!
Since entering the heavens, I have been jokes with each other, and occasionally ridiculed in words, not relatives, better than loved ones.
Especially after the soul sacrifice, you can feel its thoughts and ideas at any time. One person, one chicken, has long been intimate, regardless of each other!
This time, it has to rush over and swallow the Confucius. I feel too dangerous and not very willing.
But apart from it, disciples, avatars, and all of them add up, it is impossible to contend with too much time.
Even... the book of Heaven has lost its effect.
In desperation, I can only let it use this adventurous method. I originally saw that the Confucius collided back and forth in it, could not fly out, and secretly sighed, dreaming, and scratching its stomach directly. Into the meat, burned!
When you want to break your body, you have to rush to the body, and you will rush to it. With your body tight, you will see the looking anxiously: "Young master, purifying the spirit of the gods is heavy, otherwise, it is white dead..."
Like a basin of cold water poured over, Zhang hovered down.
correct!
His current strength, rushed over, even if he is desperate to die, it is impossible to win over this, even if... he has been seriously injured!
The gap between the gods and the false gods, separated by a world, cannot be solved by brute force.
If you really want to avenge each other, there is only one way, that is... purify the spirit of the gods, absorb the body, break through the realm of the false gods, and achieve the gods!
As long as it succeeds, it is not difficult to kill each other with his current strength!
"Wu gong is the concentration of power, using martial arts, in order to better exert the whole body and concentrate on one point..."
Taking a deep breath, the voice of the lecture continued to sound.
raging!
The flame on the altar is more and more pure.
No accidents, at this time, there are already about 80,000 true immortals completely open their hearts, but ... the distance is still not enough!
"Dare to swallow me in the belly, you give me humiliation, I have to pay back 100 times..."
After killing the little yellow chicken, Confucius looked stunned and snarled, and screamed at Zhang Jianyi.
Although this sword is only a pseudo-god level, but in the hands of the gods, the combat power has increased tenfold, the splendid swordsmanship, spread for dozens of miles, the stable space is as fragile as the cotton paper.
"Protect the teacher!"
Zhao Ya and others rushed over again, and the avatars also followed.
Although the injury was heavy, the small yellow chicken bath water has been completely restored.
Eleven disciples, with the avatars, and each possesses a pseudo-deity weapon, equivalent to more than 20 false gods, united together, and intimate, composed of formations.
The sword of the Confucius's anger, despite its strength, was still blocked.
"Give me death!"
Zhang Hang once again moved his spirit.
call!
The book of Heaven, which did not find the target, was once again dropped from the sky.
Although this thing is time-efficient, after entering the heavens, the heavens become stronger, and the time that can be spent in the outside world is also getting longer. At this time, the whole force is pressed down, and all the surrounding space is blocked in an instant.
"hateful……"
The Confucius shook a bit, and wanted to reinvent the technique, hide the breath and strength, escape the attack, and see the avatar, already came to the front, stabbed the vest against him.
Zhao Ya and others, also closely followed, each exerted a desperate trick, and kept attacking.
"You are looking for death..."
Confucius scalp numb.
The book of Heavenly Way, once it falls, is not divided between the enemy and me. When it comes to the bottom, many gods can't stand it... The body and the other's disciples are rushing over, which means you don't want to die!
With their own goals, attracting the Tiandao Book to continue to press down, this is... intend to go with yourself!
After a round, the sword is like a dragon, and it is around the body. I want to drive everyone out and hide outside the heavens. But these people are like dog skin plasters, they can't avoid them.
Rumble!
The space is dark, and the book of Heaven is infinitely close, like the sky falling, unable to resist.
"I can't hide, I want to kill me, it's not that easy!"
Knowing that he could no longer dodge, the Confucius was cold drinking, crossed a sword, and protected himself from being attacked by Zhao Ya and others. He shouted and rushed straight to the top of the Tiandao Book.
boom!
Colliding with the book of Heaven, the sword in his hand was immediately smashed, and the huge pressure was crushed down, causing blood to appear in his mouth and nose.
However, the trend of depression has also been stopped by him.
"very scary……"
Seeing this scene, Zhang hangs in his heart.
Since the use of the book of Heaven, since the use of all the battles, there is no way to overcome the attack, as long as the fall, the strong people will be instantly turned into meatloaf, miserable.
I thought that as long as the Confucius couldn't dodge, he would definitely be killed by the same death. He couldn't think of dreams and could resist!
The gods really surpassed the life of God, even the heavens, there is nothing to help.
"Young master, the spirit of the gods has turned golden..."
It was full of shock, and the shouts of the vassal of the singer rang. Zhang hanged and turned his head. As it turned out, the spirit of the gods on the altar had been thoroughly purified and turned into a golden color.
It is exactly the same as the one I saw before in the temple. There is no difference.
The book of Heaven, when attacking the Confucius, 100,000 true immortals finally achieved a heart and mind, no longer separate from each other.
"Little yellow chicken, I avenge you..."
See the spirit of the gods completely purified, Zhang hanging in the non-stop, gently stepped to the altar and grabbed the past.
Nourish your life!
The spirit of the gods, along his pores, enters the body, blinks, walks in the meridians, and rushes out.
Before, he rushed to absorb this kind of spirit, and without the corresponding exercises, he might immediately explode and die.
And now...
I remembered the little yellow chicken, which was cut into pieces in front of me and burned into an ashes. I couldn’t tell the pain in my heart.
The scene with the other party, back to my mind again.
In the Temple of the Son, he and Luo Xuanqing went to find the hole, and the other side directly got into his own Dantian.
Since then, it has opened up contacts with each other.
I usually do not move, after the arrival of God, a gourd sneaked to attack his strong ... ... absorbed a lot of medicinal herbs and Xianjun level of the sword, completely transformed...
Little yellow chicken appears, all kinds of unreliable...
Master servant!
Brotherhood!
Little yellow chicken, unconsciously has left an irreplaceable position in his heart.
I always thought that it would not die, nor could it die.
Unexpectedly, today, the chicken is always separated.
"I am a sacred beast in the sky and the sky..."
The voice of the little yellow chicken sounded again in my mind.
Even in front of it, it seems that it is full of stinking, and licking the and swallowing the scene of Xian Yuandan.
"You don't know what kind of beast you are when you die..."
Suddenly a sorrow in my heart.
I have been thinking, this guy can continue to break through, and finally know what he is, who is it... As a result, until he is dead, he still doesn’t know what level of the beast is, even the "chicken bully" title.
"Yi Yi brothers love, servant power!"
Muttering, the eyes are red.
As a beast, the little yellow chicken did his best and never let it go!
As a friend, brother, and the other person's feelings, it is also worth remembering and never forgetting.
Bang!
The spirit of the gods in the body, there is a catharsis in a moment, along the special feelings in his body, keep moving, open the mind, and enter the Spring and Autumn Festival.
The speed of Xianli's operation has reached 100 times directly.
Even so, the promotion of the gods is too complicated, and belongs to the evolution of the whole life. Moreover, it is the self-cultivation method, not the heaven-and-law method, that is progressing and scrutinizing, and the breakthrough is not as fast as before.
Knowing that there is no need to let the feelings flow in the body, the spirit of the spirit also follows the direction of the emotional walk, constantly tempering the flesh.
"It takes at least a day to completely break through the gods..."
With the spirit of the gods to swim away from the body, change the body structure of the body, Zhang Suo understand.
Even if he understands the higher-level emotions, finds the breakthrough technique, and has the help of the gods, he wants to be a true god, and it takes at least one day!
It looks very long and it is actually very fast!
It is necessary to know that after the Confucius got the spirit of the gods, he also cultivated for nearly a month before he completely broke through.
Success in one day is beyond imagination...
But... it's still too long!
This day, it is impossible to fight.
In other words, you can't use power...
The opposite Confucius, as long as it is not killed or trapped, is very likely to kill!
"Twelve hours a day, equivalent to 1440 minutes! Even if the time flow of the Spring and Autumn Festival is one hundred times that of the outside world, it takes 14 minutes for the outside world to fully practice..."
The fist is pinched, and Zhang Hang takes a deep breath: "I hope... the book of Heaven can last for so long..."
Calculated the time that can be broken. Zhang hangs to the Confucius who is being suppressed by the Tiandao Book in the distance. I hope that the book of Tiandao can give some strength and try to drag on for a long time.
call!
The idea is not over yet, and the book of Heaven has shaken a bit and disappeared directly, as if it had never appeared before.
Although it has become stronger and more prolonged after reaching the gods, there are still time limits, and finally it is at the end.
"hateful!"
The book of Heaven disappeared and the Confucius turned around.
At this time his entire arm had already festered, and the other palm was also seriously injured and bloody.
Obviously, although he blocked the book of Heaven and the many means of Zhang Suhang, he still suffered irreversible scars.
"If you purify the spirit of the gods and be absorbed by you, but... Is time enough? I can kill you in one breath, and will not give you a chance..."
A roar, his eyes cold, and the Confucius stared at the hanging of the distance, as if he were going to cramp his skin.
Because I have to win the other side’s Tiandao Library, I haven’t hurt the killer, and I’m almost degraded.
Sure enough, it is the same person as the guy... even if it’s just a false god, you can’t be underestimated!
Therefore, if you want to do it again, you will exert your full strength and you will not be able to show your mercy.