Chapter 406: Abandoned unicorn!

A variety of martial arts moods, the gas field followed by a wave, from Hong Yizhen body one by one.
Hung Yi had long thought about grooming the martial arts he had learned, but he has been practicing Taoism for a long time, and he has spent four thunderstorms thinking about the power of his thoughts. Therefore, he has not been concentrating on the martial arts.
But now, after the zen silver yarn left, he felt a sense of sorrow in his heart, very lost and desolate, feeling that life is gathering, even if the Taoist had to be one party.
Although he knows that silver yarn will definitely come back, the short parting is still sad.
On this sentimental night, the mighty winds of the Western Regions blew through the barriers of the sandbars, blowing his clothes and adding a sorrow to his mood.
The mood of the depression, only with the blood of the martial arts to ease, to reconcile, so Hong Yi on this night, the practice of the martial arts learned all the life, used to taste the mood of Xiaosuo.
After entering the realm of being unable to read, Hong Yi meat (full text small ???, in С文.??) is completely natural, all the martial arts exercises, the fists mixed, the momentum of the field intersect, the ground The hard sandstones were directly stepped out of the cracks.
The fortress of the "Bangbao" of this sandbar is not a piece of stone, but a mixture of sand and stone, a kind of "magic gum", which is made of lime and other things. It is mixed with a large piece of pure steel. Make a skeleton, sturdy.
A "Bald Fort" is as high as a dozen feet, standing like a mountain. Even if it is a meteor, the meteorite may not be destroyed.
Such a bastion has a total of no less than 10,000 seats on a long border. A bastion can accommodate thousands of people, storing countless food, fresh water, clothes, armor and weapons.
The Xiongguan of Shazhou has gone through thousands of years, and the management of the dynasties of the past dynasties has only managed to operate the current scale. Otherwise, it is only the power of the Dagan dynasty, and it cannot operate.
The walls of the "Bingbao", even if the military gods weapon slashed up, can only leave a mark. It is harder and more durable than the flower of the flower, and will not weather.
But now, such a strong male ground, but was trampled by Hong Yi as if the glass broke. A crack, such as a turtle shell, cracked on all sides and was shocking.
At the same time, the power of Hong Yi's physical movement is also growing.
Severe vomiting, spit out from his lungs and throat, emitting like a dragon, resembling a tiger, like a leopard, and resembling the sound of a crane. Above his body, the strips of muscles resemble a concave shape. ,on
Ups and downs.
At the end of the exercise, every movement, every move of the momentum, immediately appeared a boxing, and even reached the point of wishful control of momentum.
Huh.
Huh...
After all the martial arts were re-trained, Hong Yi suddenly felt that the body had a smooth feeling, just like the Yangtze River that had been blocked for a long time.
Bang!
The blood of the whole body rushed and swayed, and the sound actually turned out to be a slap in the face.
This is a big state in which all blood is destroyed.
When the blood rushed to the extreme, a masculine rushed straight out from the top of the head. This masculine, faintly, there was a red dragonfly color, such as fire, burning directly into the sky. However, on the top of Hong Yi's head, it was covered by crystal clouds formed by thoughts.
This fierce masculine blood gas touched the crystal cloud composed of thoughts, and immediately the clothes turned to every thought.
At the moment of this combination, Hong Yi suddenly remembered the nine French impressions of Emperor Yang Pan in the display of "vacuum big handprints".
"Empty Totem", "Great Desire", "Desire Printing", "Photocopying", "Ten Party Printing", "Three Borders", "Vacuum Printing", "Great Round"
The mysteriousness of the nine French seals flashed from the thoughts of Hong Yi, and then conveyed into the blood, the blood gas accepted this idea, as if it was alive, violently separated from the thoughts, and drilled back into the body.
"King Kong Capricorn Prajna Paramita..."
After the return of the nine signs to the body, Hong Yi’s mouth automatically read out the ten words of the mantra. These ten words, the time is normal, the meaning of the full text is
to break the King Kong. Sharp and great wisdom reach the other side."
However, after the murder, Hong Yi’s body was stretched out, and all the fists were displayed.
Colliding together, gradually changing, blending, forming a group of radiant blue light, this group of clear light has no color, flowing pure and innocent, seems to be to practice a thing, but in the end it still has no drills .
"Finally, all my fists were washed clean and merged together to form a clean boxing."
Hung Yi saw all this. He nodded with satisfaction. When he returned to the body and closed his eyes, he only felt that his blood seemed to be a pure and transparent color. There was no such messy boxing. .
He knew that he had just blended all his fists, and washed it, and turned it into something of his own.
The martial arts he used to learn was too upset. When the martial arts came in, all kinds of boxing masculine clashes. Now, between the whole, all the lotuses have become a pure thing. Just wait for yourself to comprehend your true martial arts, you can step into the realm of Wufeng Wusheng.
This is like a piece of paper full of handwriting. Although there are many handwritings on it, although it is a dragon and a phoenix dance, it is not its own, but it is written by itself, but there is no place.
Now Hong Yi directly cuts this paper into wood pulp, then washes it, restores it into a brand new white paper, and writes his own most beautiful picture.
This is a kind of boxing and tempering between Wu Sheng and Yu Feng Wu Sheng.
It can be said that the martial arts of Hong Yi is no longer a primary Wu Sheng, but has entered a medium realm. After he has realized an earth-shattering martial art, he can write directly on it and enter the peak Wusheng. The realm, then concise the acupoints, and achieve half-steps.
Although Hong Yi has a celestial body, the is invincible, but the body is the body. The most important thing is the martial arts experience. There is no experience of trying to achieve the immortality. It is an unstable castle in the air, not the right way.
Feel free to sway, Hong Yi feels all the martial arts he has learned, and now it has become a smooth, natural. It’s just a matter of thinking.
All of this shows that my own martial arts have really improved.
Hey!
With the gunshot, Hongyi stood and felt that after this drill, the clarity of the embarrassment eased a lot, but it enriched his life experience.
"Or, I want to evolve my fists into the other side, but what is the other shore, who knows? Know the other side, if the condensed becomes a boxing, I am afraid that I can directly enter the human fairy, or even crush the vacuum."
Just now, Hong Yi originally wanted to transform the clean boxing after his own integration into the other side.
But what is the other side, the of the gods do not know, let alone Hong Yi. Moreover, Hong Yi knows that this is unrealistic. If you really know the other side, you will use the boxing spirit to evolve. I am afraid that it is easy to crush the vacuum.
"I don't know if the silver yarn can get rid of the impact of Han Xiaozi? I still don't feel relieved."
Between the words, part of Hong Yi’s thoughts carried a colorful light and flew into the air, silently.
The sun is shining high.
At this time, it was already at noon, the sun was shining, and from the sky to the ground, all of them were endless ridges of jungle, almost thousands of miles away, one mountain peak stood tall, numerous rivers intertwined, and there were many flying in the sky. Birds, even rare ones, can tear the tiger leopard, and the golden-winged Dapeng bird of the giant bear can see it.
This is an endless jungle, mountains, and inaccessible, not in the desert.
Here is the wasteland.
Hong Yi and Zen Yinyin once came to the edge of the wilderness, and Tianwu City snatched the Qiankun bag.
However, Tianwu City is on the verge of abandoning the land, not a real wasteland. The real land reclamation is a deeper place, boundless, and I don’t know where it is, even if the monk does not dare to go deep into it.
First, because of the depths of the wilderness, it is a tropical jungle, and there are thunderstorms from time to time. Second, there are all kinds of powerful monsters in the depths of the wasteland. These monsters have no Tao, but with natural strength, the air The ability to fly can make the ghosts unable to survive.
Even the indigenous people who have been abandoned are living only in a place not far from the sea and dare not go deep into it.
From the depths of the ridiculous sea, tens of thousands of miles, no one knows what secrets there are.
The body of the zen silver yarn is wrapped in a group of nine color lights, flying rapidly, breaking through the air, flying towards the depths of the wilderness, it is a thousand miles, and the speed is incredible.
Her vacuum handprints are also great, and they are stronger than the prince Yang Yuan. The flight is a trace, and it is easy to catch any flying master.
Originally, if she used the "life-saving thundercloud" with the vacuum big handprint, it would fly faster.
And the idea of ​​five thunders is enough to bring the flesh to fly.
However, she did not use it. It was only the vacuum handprint magic that Hong Yi and her practiced together.
She also did not leave all the tactics that Han Xiaozi left to her, and the magic weapon smelt. Instead, I chose to give up.
"I am a demon repair, a demon, killing blood, the strength is better, according to the principle master gave me such a powerful spell, I should use it? But why do I not want to put these five times Thoughts are integrated into the soul?"
Zen silver yarn flies while thinking.
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"The only thought of the master is to revitalize the shrine. Now I am controlled by the dream machine, and I pass all my thoughts to me. I want to revitalize the gods, and there is another meaning in it. I want to live forever." Don't forget him, but unfortunately I have already had Hong Yi in my thoughts, and I can't have anyone else anymore. So the thought of these five thunders, I can't integrate into my thoughts to enhance my strength, although this temptation is too big... ..."
Zen silver yarn is thinking, indeed, after the idea of ​​five thunderstorms is merged, plus the thundercloud of life, the resilience of the earthquake, then she will become the giant demon of the great ancestor of the great Zhou Dynasty, the dominating world between.
But she knows that if she integrates this idea, she will live forever, and she will forget her.
Her master Han Xiaozi.
During the day and night of the flight, the Zen silver yarn finally made a decision. The thoughts of these five thunderstorms, together with the thunder and thunder, and the retreat, will never be used. Then I will find a descendant and inherit the gods. The clothes of the Tao, the great gods of the light, from then on, everything does not matter.
At the moment when I made up my mind, suddenly, the Zen silver yarn felt my thoughts rise and shine.
Suddenly, she suddenly realized the realm of ignoring her life. She even had a feeling that she would have to go through a thunderstorm now, and she would have to easily cross the second thunder and even three times.
Five thoughts of thunderstorms, thunderclouds, and resilience.
What a powerful thing this is, step into the sky. Zen silver yarn made up its mind, and after the refusal of life and death, the mind changed suddenly, and the power between the thoughts was increased step by step.
"Or find a place first, and go through the thunderbolt and say it. This is a tropical land, thunderstorms continue ~EbookFREE.me~ Eight times of thunderstorms of the Dream Machine are also spent in the wasteland. After the thunderstorm Go back and meet with Hong Yi. I have been practicing well recently. Even five times of thunder, the idea of ​​the master can be rejected!"
The zen silver yarn took out the crystal-like "God of the Gods" and shook his head.
"Those who can refuse this, the world does not know how many?" The mind turned, above the body of Zen silver yarn, suddenly flashed a proud atmosphere.
"Hey? A cloud in front of it, covering thousands of miles, seems to be raining, Thunder."
Just between the flight of Zen silver yarn, it gradually approached the depths of the wasteland, and suddenly, it was above the sky. A cloud of dark clouds, boundless, seems to be thousands of miles away.
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"Hey! Hung Yi, Hung Yi, I came to the wasteland this time, and I have two robberies in a row! The strength is greatly increased. I will give you a surprise next time I meet, but I will not have you any time. So this time I came to the wilderness, I was looking for the 'Kirin sacred beast', the unicorn sacred beast, the natural power to open up the world of the thousand, when I used to be a saint's mount, the power was boundless, a roar, Shouyuan is a long-lasting person! Shouyuan is a long time. At that time, the Holy Emperor had once conquered one. I rely on the Promise Dragon Ring to be the token! I will be able to find this mount and then accept it. Then the strength will advance! Kirin Holy Beast, But the ancient ancestors, the mounts that the ancient emperor could have."
At the same time, in the wilderness, a child looked at the clouds over the sky and smiled coldly.
This child is a genius ghost child with a "Promise Dragon Ring".