Chapter 2147: Shinto Shinto

Xu Yi let Lin Ming pass the word. Those who turned in the most treasures would get extra rewards, while those who turned in the least treasures would have unexpected penalties.
At this moment, Qin Kong and Zhang Ji's group of people are working hard in small groups as a unit. Xu Yi perceives it all and releases it very clearly. The results of this group of people are not small.
Of course, he is not slow to start, relying on his defensive ability, he did not avoid spiritual attacks at all, and he participated in the robbery five times, but he succeeded twice. This frequency is extremely impressive.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed and illuminated the whole hall.
"Zixiaozhiyu! God, there is such a thing, really Zixiaozhiyu!"
"Fetish, fetish!"
"........."
During the mad drinking, almost all of a sudden, the magical power of the sky was surging towards that place. A long finger, a golden body, and a trembling, frosty, long object were rolled and shaken.
Roar!
Roar!
Dozens of figures were snatched towards that place, and Xu Yi had been blinded for a long time, regardless of where he flew.
Suddenly, a black light flashed in the sky, Zixiaozhiyu disappeared under the eyes of everyone, and the scene was full of surprise.
Xu Yi also took a fright. His perception was exquisite, what he could not see, but he could not escape the capture of his perception. What shocked him was that the man stole the subtle means of stealing Zixiaozhiyu.
At that time, everyone rushed to snatch, but Xu Yi clearly felt that a collapsed spot flashed near Zixiao Zhiyu, and the collapsed point flashed, and Zixiao Zhiyu disappeared.
He couldn't understand these means.
Following the subtle sensation, he caught the person who performed the operation, only one pair of eyes, and he could no longer move his eyes.
The enthusiasm and hustle of the court, at this moment, turned into death in his heart.
The empty mountain was silent and Wangu was silent. He stared at the face, his heart was broken with soul, and his heart seemed to peel off a blushing olive, overflowing the sour juice.
"Brother Xu, life and death are at stake, so don't be distracted!"
Bai Jizi hurriedly heard Xu Yi.
The more he contacts with Xu Yi, the more he can't understand this person. It seems that this person has tens of millions of faces. He doesn't change one according to any regular pattern and wears it on his face.
Bai Jizi's voice was heard, Xu Yi didn't react at all, he still stared at the man.
It wasn't until a dazzling flash of red mang flashed that a big man who was more than ten feet away from his left was hit by red mang, his body suddenly burst open, overflowing with a divine baby, Xu Yi woke up suddenly.
The red awn fluttered, in the middle of the overflowing divine baby, and suddenly, the divine baby burst like a bubble.
"Dead man!"
Along with the break, the red mang flashed again, and the monk who jumped the highest split his body and slammed to the ground before the baby shivered. The red mang was like an arrow, fluttered again, and instantly shot the baby as a star. wandering.
"Good bully supernatural power, what is this method!"
Xu Yi's heart was full of shock, and Chuanyin Baijizi said.
"This man is called the soul of Northern Jiangsu. He is the top powerhouse in Xizhou Molou. He ca n’t repair the thunderbolt, but kills the thunderbolt like a chicken. Nothing else, just because he is practicing magical powers ..."
Bai Jizi speaks very fast, not only introducing the origin of the monk who shot the red mang, but also explains in detail what the magical power is.
According to Bai Jizi, even if he practiced the world, he was still stratified. He came from a sloppy background and should not encounter strangers. When he looked up, he hit the ceiling of a lifetime.
Such as magical powers, in fact, most monks, and even monks who have robbed them, can only gather spiritual powers in ordinary ways, and can only call them by magic.
The ruling class at the level of Xiandian, their second and third generations, can easily access the magical powers.
The nine-star stream fire practiced by Xu Yi was awarded to him by Xuan Lengyan. Others could not even ask for it.
And above the supernatural power, there is a real supernatural power.
Bai Jizi said that ordinary magical powers are more brilliant than ordinary techniques, but they have realized the beauty of the changes in infant elements. Although they are popular, they are not superior.
And the true meaning of magic, Yanjianghe, gather mountains, ride the wind and thunder, extract Vientiane, incorporate the infant element, every day is powerful.
But the true meaning is superb, the practice is extremely difficult, time, opportunity, understanding, good fortune, are indispensable.
Bai Jizi was eloquently introducing that the atmosphere of the audience had been suppressed to the extreme. Except for the soul of North Jiangsu who arrogantly volleyed, no one dared to volley, and no one dared to move.
On the contrary, the appearance of the soul of North Jiangsu provoked a burst of exclaim, apparently this monk is not small.
"Brother Xu, don't act rashly. The soul of North Jiangsu will do what it says. Now you are by no means his rival, and you must not be the first bird."
Bai Jizi was afraid of Xu Yi's vigor and hurriedly made a noise.
However, he forgot that it was a matter of interest, and Xu Yi never held his breath. He could always take out an honest and pragmatic mask from the pocket bag and put it on.
"I need a baby, and each person hand over one, a baby that satisfies me, and he can leave safely, otherwise, he must leave his life here."
Su Beihun said faintly, his voice was not loud, and Megatron was full.
His words were square, more than ten feet northwest, a monk's shoulder slammed. Xu Yi quickly rumored that monk said, "Be quiet and restless, I won't let your baby fall into this guy's hands. . "
The monk was obviously shaken, moved his eyes slightly, and looked around to find out who was talking.
Soon, she locked Xu Yi, because Xu Yi had already stood up.
He took a green gourd, sipped it into his mouth, and sneered, "Zhu Jun, although the surname Su is extraordinary, as long as we work together, it is ten Su ..."
His voice did not fall, a red mang fluttered towards him, the prepared Xu Yi's figure flickered, and at the same time, nine light spots flickered around his body, forming a moving defensive circle.
Unexpectedly, this defensive circle could not stop the Red Mansions. The sharp red Mansions, such as cruise missiles, hit his body accurately.
Xu Yineng felt a horrible force infiltrating into the skin desperately. He seemed to see a vast expanse of lake, converging into a sharp arrow, and wanted to shoot his body out of a lake.
Bai Jizi is almost going crazy. He said that he wouldn't let the show go. He wouldn't let the show go.
Isn't he clear enough to say that the true meaning of magical powers is not something he can compete with. Under such a huge gap of strength, he rushed forward and was simply trying to die.
The resentment in Bai Jizi's heart only rose, Xu Yi was pushed away, a hole burst in his chest, and his blood blew.
There was a hint of blue gas on his face, but a smile streaked from the corners of his mouth. "So Brother Su's ability is just the same. Why dare to speak so boldly?"
Just looking at the appearance, this injury is not a big deal to a monk, but only Xu Yi knows the power inside.
The Red Mang penetrated through the body, and its destructive power was amazing. If he had swallowed a large mouthful of spiritual fluid in his mouth in advance, maybe he could not resist the erosion of the Red Mandala.
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