Chapter 179: Distraction (subscription)

Bang!
The huge stone mountain fell, the thunder overflowed, and a lot of smoke was picked up. It was a mess around, as if it had experienced a small earthquake.
The previous Liu Sheng ten boxing lang was crushed under the mountain, the samurai sword broke, and the flesh and blood became mud!
Even if the strength of the human body is endless, how can we compete with the strength of the universe?
The power of a blow is as good as it is!
At this moment, Wu Ming is already like a in the heart of the subordinate Ninja!
Around the hill, the flash of light flashed, and the figure of God's long night and Ye Bai appeared, and they were all embarrassed.
"I know……"
Ye Bai seems to think of something, yelling: "God stays in the night for a long time! Go away! Ghost one eye has become a teacher of the cloud! In the Izumo country, every move is blessed by the earthly dragons, here, He is half a fairy!"
"I still want to escape now? Late!"
Wu Mingfei's top of Shi Leishan: "You can't go today! Five elements of God, the wood is cage!"
Hey!
The surrounding earth and stone blasted, huge trees towering in the sky, rippling out the blue-eyed sacred gods, and wrapped one person and one in the center, like a cage.
‘The power of this country’s division is really different, but it is also huge! ’
Seemingly trapped two people, the prestige Wu Ming is carefully savoring: "Just just two strikes, I will spend most of the gold and red gas saved in my outbound transportation, although as long as I am still out of the cloud, There is silk supplement, but it is still too slow!"
"Next, if you want to use the supernatural powers of the heavenly masters, you can either use the dragons of the ghosts, or you must withdraw from my own internal transport, and break the foundation..."
This is of course because of the small country of the cloud, and there is not much in total.
Otherwise, not to mention the big Zhou Yufeng, is to unify the entire Fusang world, and the resulting air transport is enough for Wu Ming to squander hundreds of times like this!
If there is no such power! How did the national teacher attract many real people to covet, but it is also known as the immortal?
It is only now that the cages of Mu Leicheng’s cages are constantly tightening, and it is enough to destroy these two great supernaturals!
"...Fifty years of life, look at the world, go to things like a dream, once a living, what is always eternal?"
Suddenly, a light singing voice was passed from the cage, with the lifelike dream, the zenith of life and death.
"Looking at the greatness of the universe, looking at the prosperity of the category... I would like to ask under the universal sky, what are the immortals?" Good! Good! Good! This song has a lot of Zen, and it also carries the power of night and Huangquan. Ah... God is a long time, you are the one who reads the moon?"
This month's reading is the of Fusang night, and it is rumored to be the authority of the Yin Shi, the external performance of Fuso is Huang Quan!
The gods in the prison cage have not answered for a long time, but they still sing songs and dances. It is like the sacrifice of the ancient witches. In the thunder, a trace of the yellow spring breath is emerging, even the surrounding ground is a smashing soul, impacting the big array. .
Hey! Hey!
A layer of corpse-colored spring water emerged from the land, together with the soul of death, with the taste of death, formed a huge force that was difficult to slam, and slammed into the cage with the wooden.
Nourish!
The yellow corpse water and the black scorpion are constantly annihilated. At the same time, the thunder and light bursts are also broken, and the figure of God's long night and Ye Bai stands together.
"The soul of the soul and the soul of the soul? This song has both the unyielding and anti-sky taste, but also the shortcomings of life, the pursuit of longevity, it is really good..."
Shi Leishan at the foot of Wu Ming issued a thunder, and the escaping water escaping to the surrounding Huangquan corpse.
"Unfortunately... Such a Huangquan supernatural power, even if it is you, can you perform several times? After all, you are not a real monthly reading, no authority of the yin! And even if the monthly reading is personally coming, can you help me? What?"
Wu Ming sighed.
Dongyue Emperor is in charge of the authority of the Yin dynasty, and has a subtle coincidence with the function of reading the moon. It is precisely because of this that among the Fusang Sangui gods, Wu Ming is the one who is most afraid of this.
Seeing thousands of souls, it seems to constitute a full-fledged military corps, and there are warriors presiding over them. They must rush to kill them. They can't help but shake their heads slightly and scorn the curse: "God is merciful, specially sweet, and suffering, suffering, and rushing !"
A wave of hand, immediately a piece of nectar fell, turned into thousands of light points, scattered on the forehead of the scorpion.
Get this rain, those Huangquan 冤 眸 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 身上 身上 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄 黄
Of course, the saying in this Fuso world is ‘becoming a Buddha’.
In the past, Wu Ming was the emperor of Dongyue. He started with the light of redemption and waved over a million souls. Now the momentum made by the other party may be enough to scare other Yin and Yang divisions, but in front of Wu Ming, it is not enough. watch.
If the Dongyue Emperor is here, I am afraid that it is the month of reading the life, opening the door of Huangquan, it is useless.
"what!"
A scream came from Huang Quanzhong, with a sense of fear.
A white white salvation light came down, and the figure of God's long night was fallen out. The clothes and clothes were scattered, and the redemption of the rain fell on her body. It turned out to be like a hot magma, burning a kimono and burning the body.
"go!"
God screamed for a long time, a yellow spring water emerged, carrying a leaf white will leave.
At the same time, a sense of long-lost danger has violently emerged in this sacred four-level, monthly reading, and the long-lasting life and glory of God.
"Want to go? You can't get away today!"
In the midst of the tsunami, Wu Ming’s clothing hunting, even behind the scenes of an eight-eight-tailed blue-violet snake!
"Five thunders, the dragon seals the town, leave me!"
With Wu Ming's right hand grabbing, five thunder flashing, behind the blue-violet giant snake ghost shadow is also saved, eight heads overwhelming, releasing the invisible attraction, the gods lightly shot down.
"This is... dragon, how are you..."
God was shocked for a long time, but immediately, the whole body was swallowed by the Eight-Different Snake.
"Give me... refining!"
The blue-violet thunder flame, like the thunder and slamming fire, is formed violently in the body of the Eight-Digged Snake, wrapping a little golden light in the middle.
Wu Ming also made a fuss, even if it consumes the spirit of the ghost, it must also destroy this in one fell swoop.
"It's too ferocious! It's too ferocious! This is a long-awaited god, but it is a of gold! Actually, you must live and die!"
Ye Bai originally wanted to help the gods, and restrained Wu Ming one or two. Seeing this as a spirit, he turned around and ran: "This long-lasting night is the imprisonment of the reading of the gods, you dare to do it, you are dead! Heaven In the underground, no one can save you!"
"You want to be born here today!"
The biggest task goal is in front of you, Wu Ming will naturally let go.
When the electric light flashed, he slammed into the thunder, and suddenly broke out dozens of feet, intercepting Ye Bai: "The last time you were lucky, did you use any props or exercises?"
"Oh... this is my biggest card. Even if you kill me here, I will continue to resurrect..."
Ye Bai hangs his eyes, and suddenly his hand flashes, and a devastating Golden Dan emerges.
boom!
A golden glory emerged, turned into a light blade, but it is comparable to the fourth-level master's full blow!
boom!
Wu Ming lightly stretched out his right hand. His fingers were slender, like yellow buds, with a healthy luster, but like a reef, the golden blade of the stormy waves was blocked, and one hand annihilated!
"Don't go! Let me see!"
After a annihilation of Jin Dan, Wu Ming was a palm again, so that Ye Bai vomited blood and flew down. All the way to the blue scales sprinkled, and immediately it was a beckoning, and took Ye Baishe to the palm of his hand.
The silk wire is immersed in the light, and with the power of the soul-shooting, it is placed on the heavenly spirit of Ye Bai.
"Well? This doesn't seem to be your flesh! Take it? No! It's the method of distraction!"
Wu Mingqi flashed in the light, and there was speculation on the root of Ye Bai: "What is your cultivation?..." "Faculty of the Trinity of the Trinity"? "The Ghosts and the House"? "Sanqing Xianguang Body"? No... With your merits, I am afraid I can't afford to be the top thing in this day's power list. I am afraid it is the "Poster" or "Three Dead and Seven Kills"?
He had liked to look through the main temple exchange table when he had time, but he had a real vision to help him, but it made him more glimpsed.
After Bo Wen’s strong memory, now that he’s guessing, Ye Bai’s face is mad, obviously in the middle!
"Oh... not a gasification of Sanqing's great powers, other methods have drawbacks after all, and there are limits on how many times?"
Wu Ming’s smile is like a demon in Ye Bai’s:
I will kill you this distraction first, and the rest, then slowly find it! You can’t run away!

Peng!
The thunder flashed, and the face of Ye Bai’s face showed a desperate color. The whole person was turned into an ashes under the thunder.
‘It really is the method of distraction! ’
Wu Ming sees this, but it is a complex face: "The main temple did not give me a hint, obviously this leaf white is still alive, really is not dead and strong life! But distraction, he must vomit blood, the body is implicated ... and this Evil law, distraction must be odd, nine is extremely, impossible! Seven is a great success, it is still impossible, at most it has become three lives! Only the next opportunity!"
"let me go!"
At this time, Wu Ming’s brow wrinkled, and he saw the shadow of the Eight-Different Snake behind him swaying, showing the statue of God who was imprisoned for a long time.
"Don't die, do you dare to do this?"
Wu Ming lowered his eyes, and the thunder fire in the Eight-Different Snake suddenly increased several times, drowning the last layer of Jin Mang.
"I remember you... I read the temple... I won't let you go..."
The vague voice came and finally disappeared into silence.
"Hey..."
The Eight-Different Snake, which was made by the dragon, was illusory and gradually dissipated. One thing was in the hands of Wu Ming. It was a puppet, much like a doll played by Fusang.
"It turned out that this is the deity of God for a long time!"
Wu Ming smiled, and a group of real fires appeared, burning it into ashes.
At the same time, throughout the whole of An Yi, the shrines that worship the gods for a long time are all chaotic. The gods and witches look at the cracked idols, and the faces are full of fear and extreme expressions.
"Well... God has been out for a long time, and the art of the Anyi country has been greatly reduced, but it is possible to take advantage of the opportunity!"
Wu Ming faces the south and can't help but silently.
Behind, Wang Yuetao and other people hoped that Wu Ming would arbitrarily solve the problem of the enemy, but it was a fanatic glow in the eyes, as if he had seen his god. (To be continued.).
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