Chapter 791: The power of the giant axe!

??? Bi Fang did not carelessly, immediately raised his wings, when the head of the tomb was cut off!
The Son of the Temple is smiling in Sen cold. Once you hit the Tao, you will kill him directly into a semi-dead state. When you get there, you can take the opportunity to ask for the way to recognize the giant axe!
The emergency canned, the Dao Ling is closed and the scorpion is also smashed!
"I want to die, I will fulfill you!"
The Dao Ling fried cockroach, full of hair and danced against the sky, his golden palm instantly attacked, holding this mouth to penetrate the chest of his god.
"Not good!" The face of the Temple's Son sank, and he did not expect that he would recover so quickly, but it is impossible to break out the purple bell now. This treasure is not something he can continue to motivate. Too big.
However, the idea of ​​the Temple of the Son is superfluous. Dao Ling is like a raging dragon at the moment, and the whole person begins to burst into the blood of the sky. He is like a god.
His palm directly picked up this Tian Ge, with the murderous murderous temperament, even Tian Ge took people to rotate, and rushed to the party.
The two of them collided together, and each other had a painful groan. The silence of the Tao was erupted, and the fists smashed out, and the stars were manifesting themselves.
He swallowed the mountains and rivers and pushed the stars to fight. The dragons walked and smashed, causing them to shudder.
"Hey!" The temple was the worst, the body was hit by the punch of the Tao, the whole person writhed, spurting a blood, and flying down with Bi, and squatting on a short hill in the distance.
"Damn!" The temple's sons are upside down, and their faces are very incomparable. They have never suffered such a big insult.
His body instantly appeared in a blue war suit, which is obviously a treasure worn by the big man, very sultry, engraved with a very responsible pattern, and a terrible defense.
"Can't be close to him, his backs are all on!" The holy son of the temple is cold and cool.
Wen Yan, Bi Fang also sacrificed a five-color gun, but then it calmly said: "I am afraid it is late!"
The face of the Temple's Son was instantly ugly, and his eyes looked forward. It was a young man with a black-black axe, a slender shadow that looked like a domineering side.
This black giant axe is vigorous and domineering, very horrible, very arrogant, there is a terrible charm, it seems to split this world!
Dao Ling is carrying a huge axe. The first feeling that this treasure is giving him is very close. The second feeling is very heavy. The third feeling is very terrible!
"It's so heavy!" Dao Ling's voice flashed amazement. He opened the three-turned golden body. He was so shocked, but this huge axe gave him a terrible pressure. He could barely pick it up.
"This is the treasure, I feel the fluctuations inside, it is terrible, once the power is strong!" The face of Daolin appears happy, this giant axe is not the name of the treasure!
Just as Dao Ling stroked the giant axe, his nephew took a trace of cool color, and his eyes stared at the two of them who were going backwards. He screamed coldly: "I am afraid that it is too easy to go, this treasure will be tested on you." How about trying it!"
"Not good, go fast!" The Temple of the Son roared, this is a treasure, once it is covered by this thing, when you die, you don't know how to die.
Crash!
The black giant axe broke out and rushed out of the terrible black mans. The sky was dark and suddenly appeared, and a horrible black whirlpool appeared, wanting to roll the world and destroy everything!
This is a golden shadow standing in the black whirlpool, the black hair is dancing, and the slender flesh is horrible.
"kill!"
The Dao Ling wheeled the black axe in his hand. The axe moved, revealing a stunning axe, tearing open the void and sweeping away the shadows of the two escapes.
This shot is too horrible, the black giant axe is going to die, the whole secret government will be blasted, and one heavy and then a heavy black light will be pushed outwards, like a big wave in the anger!
"It's so strong!" Dao Ling's nephew tightened, and even if this is a strong imperial power, he could not hide and would be directly destroyed.
The totem's breathing was a bit heavy. There was a lot of sweat on his body. This shot was very strong, but it consumed too much energy. It was difficult for him to play the second axe.
"This is the limit that the small tower said. I can feel that it is very difficult to make a second strike, and the power of the black giant axe, I can't play a little!"
Dao Ling snorted: "Although this is true, but the burial of the gods is enough. If I use the axe to break through to Baowei, I don't know how strong it will be!"
Dao Ling had to admire the magic of the axe, because this magical power can be combined with the giant axe to explode!
"I don't know if they are both dead?" Dao Ling glanced at the broken world in front of him. He couldn't find the traces of both of them. Even if he didn't die, he wouldn't be better.
"I don't know what she is doing inside, let's go and see, wait till I'm packing them both."
The Dao Lin Xixizi put the black giant axe into the Qiankun bag, and his footsteps rushed into the air quickly. He speculated that Li Qingjun came here to estimate that there was a big plot.
The passage of this secret house is very huge, and there are many broken buildings. It must have experienced some major wars.
Awkwardly, a horrible Sanskrit sounded through the void, and the face of Dao Ling was so heavy that his gods burst into the flames of the gods, burning them to resist the invasion of the Sanskrit.
"It seems that I am approaching the target. What is the explosion of the Sanskrit?" Dao Ling smashed his head and muttered to himself: "Is it a treasure? Is this woman for this treasure of the gods?"

Dao Ling was inexplicably rushing into the interior. The closer he was, the more rhythm the Sanskrit sounded, like something was beating, and a burst of Sanskrit sounded, which seemed to be infiltrating.
The gods of Dao Ling were somewhat stunned. His eyes flashed a faint beam of light and muttered to himself: "It seems that this woman also has a treasure of the gods, or else it is difficult for him to bring these people in."
Soon, Dao Ling was in the depths of the dark secret government, and saw a trace of Buddha's light in the four shots, the Sanskrit was heavy, the Buddha was angry, and the Rui Xia Wan was very sacred and solemn.
Dao Ling was shocked because he saw an ancient temple. This ancient temple looked a little scary. I don’t know how many years there have been, it is still very sacred.
Li Qingjun stood at the entrance of the ancient temple and was also attacking the portal of the temple and wanted to walk in.
This temple door is a bit scary. They have repeatedly attacked in a dozen times and could not open it in a short time.
This ancient temple is vomiting Buddha's spirit, like a treasure of fineness, very unusual.
"Sister Qingjun, is there really a treasure inside?" Li Xiaoyan stared at the ancient temple with bright eyes and asked.
"Yeah." Li Qing is beheading, and he is not willing to say more, she is not sure about the treasures inside, but if it is spread out, the entire sanctuary is expected to cause a major earthquake!
Dao Ling hid in the void, he licked his head and said in his heart: "This Sanskrit should be emitted from this ancient temple. I don't know what treasures there will be."
Dao Ling is not ready to go out and is ready to watch here.
He estimated that if he went out, I am afraid that Li Qing would shoot for himself.
He knows this woman, and I am afraid that I will do my best to get what I am.
With so many people taking turns, this ancient temple can't stand it, the temple door has cracks, and the Buddha's diffuse Buddha is scattered.
A loud bang~EbookFREE.me~ This temple door was opened by Li Qing, there is no big decoration, there is no ornament, there is a futon inside, and there is also a rusted Buddha statue.
Everyone's eyes are concentrated under the Buddha statue. There is a futon here. This futon sits on top of a person, ready to say that it is a monk!
This monk is facing them, and it looks a bit strange. These people of the Qinglong Dynasty are hairy, and they don’t know whether they are dead or alive.
However, Li Qingjun's face did not change, it was blue and danced, graceful, stepping in, and the sleeves jerked.
A gust of wind blew, and the monk suddenly turned into a pile of ashes, let them breathe a sigh of relief.
"You are looking at Qingjie's sister!" Li Qing was exclaimed, and saw a golden bead flying out of the ashes.
Rumble!
This golden bead is a bit horrible. It bursts into the heavens and the Buddha, and the golden light shines here. It seems that the power of a Buddhist monk is explaining the Buddhist scriptures.