Chapter 4854: Desperate office

When Fuxi shot, he knew if there was any.
If I want to have it, there is no day!
At this moment, Fuxi, calm and self-contained, like a of creation, hands painted, void, Wujisheng Taiji, Taijishengyi, one life two, two students three, three students gossip.
This power is terrible, all innate.
Do not say anything else, even if the saint is too high, the power of the enlightenment of the practice is nothing but a gossip.
In this respect, Fuxi has already gone too far before.
Only this point can be seen, how terrible the power of Fuxi.
At this time, the son-in-law's nine-day knives also formed at this time, and fell from the void.
Brush the brush.
The knives are constantly flashing.
The nine-day sword is a magic weapon for the saints. Its power is self-evident. It is only a moment that there is a horrible force of extinction that cannot be described.
But this kind of power has made Longfei have a kind of heart.
"Is this the power of the saint? It is really strong." Longfei said in his heart for a moment, said lightly.
At this time, I realized the true terror of the saint before the system said.
Because this power is not purely a category of spiritual practice, but has touched a kind of Tao, an absolute control over the power.
As usual.
Killing is killing.
Take the sword of the sky and destroy all beings.
"Reassure, although the power of the saint is strong, the heavens are not the only ones. Although they are supreme, they are not supreme."
"And, the power of Fuxihuang is also not to be underestimated, although it has been set too much. But congenital gossip, not as simple as you think." Win hook said.
At this time of the battle, they simply could not intervene.
In particular, Longfei, who has never broken through that step, even if he wants to shoot, is also full of energy.
Longfei did not turn his eyes. After listening to the win, the line of sight was fixed in the void.
Such a battle will not happen much in the past. Because the saint is already the strongest in this world.
No one has ever dared to shoot with the saint and dare to shoot the saint.
Especially after the sanctification of the saints, it was rarely shot. In addition to the seal of the gods, the saints basically did not go out after being suppressed by the saints.
Therefore, today's World War I, even if it is witnessed, is also an opportunity.
Longfei’s eyes are always fixed on the congenital gossip.
Winning the hook is the result of the battle, but the dragon fly is not the same, Longfei is concerned about the battle itself.
The power of the son-in-law belongs to the heavens, and the mysterious and mysterious, it is impossible to see through.
But here at Longfei, there is nothing to be seen.
At this moment, the dragon's eternal life is shining.
He can even capture the traces of the knives.
"A strong magic weapon, it is a magic weapon for the saints, the power is shocking." Longfei sighed.
At this moment, he was able to clearly feel that the power of the whole world was shivering in the sky, and under the endless power, only the fisherman surrendered.
This is not counting, Longfei can feel a kind of rhythm of the Tao, mysterious. As if this knife can capture all the weaknesses of the heavens and the earth, every move and fall, with the power of supreme suppression.
But just a few eyes, Longfei will no longer pay attention.
Because of this power, although it is arrogant, it is the power of heaven that needs to rely on it.
Tiandao has long been under the control of Daozu Hongjun, and this power can only be used by the saints who have entered the heavens.
Even if it is tougher, even if you see the fundamentals, it is difficult to let Longfei have any movements.
Instead, it is Fuxihuang.
When Fuxi painted a gossip, Longfei felt an inexplicable incitement.
The quiet Dantian started to run wildly at this moment. If it wasn't for him, the entire Dantian would be like a chaos, wrapped in a thick outer shell, and Longfei could not guarantee that it would cause any terrible changes.
However, this change has also made Longfei's heart full of yearning.
At this time, the eternal life of the eternal life is fixed above the congenital gossip. Heavy picture, directly branded in the eyes.
Then, Longfei could feel it. At this time, there was no pause in Dantian. The innate images portrayed in Longfei’s eyes were all imprinted in Dantian.
Rumble.
Rumble.
At this moment, Longfei could clearly understand that Dan Tian was roaring. It seems that these eight kinds of congenital images that have been branded in the past have become part of Dantian.
This change is good or bad, Longfei is not clear, but between the faint, he can already feel it. Along with the fact that one's own body has changed slightly, it seems that you can exert the power of congenital gossip.
Of course, it is naturally impossible to compare with Fuxi in terms of power, but it is enough for Longfei to have such a chance.
But all but except Longfei, no one knows.
Even Fuxi in the battle has no perception.
At this time, the Fuxi on the void controls the gossip and crosses the saint. Even if it is the power of the sword, under the power of the gossip, it is completely useless, and the saint's ability to destroy the world cannot be found.
But this is no wonder.
Congenital gossip, all-encompassing, and Fuxi Huang is the way to get it, the power is self-evident.
Booming.
At this time, the knives of the sky disappeared.
The female nephew is still cold:
"The power of congenital gossip is really strong, but you should know that I still have a lot of means. Nine knives are just the most mes among many of my means. Can you break the knives and break the refining pot? Can you move the refining pot and break the mountain river community?" The son-in-law asked coldly.
Fuxi Huang was silent.
Under the question of the son-in-law, I did not say a word.
"The maiden has the means to display it, the means of Fuxihuang is not enough, and we are." Xuanyuan Huang and Shennong Huang open, step forward, the three face the son-in-law.
"The Three Emperors of the Terran, are you going to turn the sky?" At this moment, a sigh of anger, falling from the void.
Hey.
The three figures came at the same time.
Heaven, heaven, and Yuanshi.
Instant dragon fly scorpion must be.
Now, how this situation looks like a decisive battle.
Heaven and Earth Six Saints, directly fell to the Master.
Not only that, the time that is being considered in the mind of Longfei, above the entire void, once again the black clouds swept, and the pressure of the Uganda was as if the entire sky was covered.
"The saint is on the top, and the heavenly court is a million-day soldier. Come and slay the demon."
"The saint is on the top, Lingshan leads a million Buddha repairs, and comes to the demon slayer."
"The son-in-law is on the top, the three are on the top, and the demon is coming to suppress the dragon court."
The forces of the three parties are like thunder, and the soldiers are on the side.
In the eyes of Longfei, the cold light flashed.
Heaven, Lingshan, Yaozu, the three tribes, the goal is the same, that is, he is a dragon, everything, it seems to be a dead end.