Zhutian Avenue

Purr ~

时 When the wind was violent in the night, the alarming alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, and he felt that the endless darkness came over him, and the powerful potential field crushed his spirit.

He was like an ancient beast that had been eaten by human beings, and raised the sense of crisis in his heart to the top!

Retreat!

Retreat!

I stepped on my feet, and I was so angry!

Suddenly, his muscles like copper cast iron continued to oscillate. At the same time, the air flow around him seemed to be flew by his muscles. The ripples were accompanied by the hissing sound of dragons. Spread toward all directions.

Step backwards, already out of dozens of feet!

For a while, the air seemed to have a burning smell of intense friction.

仙 Bai Xianer, who was shrouded in the dust covered by the sky, was shocked. The monk ’s practice has reached a very high level.

"Escape! Escape! Escape!"

Wu Chiwuji didn't have the desire to fight at all. He took three steps under his feet, and under the rush of anger, Baizhang Street almost retreated to the end in a blink of an eye.

Until then he looked up.

At this glance, his pupils shrank, and his deformed face, which had been blown by violent air, was completely distorted.

I saw the night and the night, like the red water and the moon.

A palm that seemed to condense all the glory of the world and squeezed all the existence in his sight, has come across more than a hundred feet.

He went straight to his feet!

Woo!

The endless violent air flow scraped across his face like a knife.

The stubborn breath was stagnant, and the air was slammed into itself like a hard object by the palm of the hand.

Howling across his feet, his bones and muscles were moaning.

At the same time, a strong suction suddenly pulled him towards the palm, so that his speed of retreat was slightly delayed.

"I can't reach it, I'm going to die!"

A consciousness emerged in his mind.

The stubborn eyes were red, and the three pulses and seven rounds of the body trembled instantly. The energy that had been accumulated for decades seemed to scream for it!

Under the general spread of the turbulent qi, the heaven and earth aura within a few feet of the whole body was spurred.

In a short time, a layer of golden light visible to the naked eye formed around his body, guided by the crisscrossing infuriating spirit, covering him like a bronze bell!

At the same time, his arm muscles dangled from his side.

Suddenly in front of her, Xie drew up a series of extremely complicated fingerprints with extremely fast means, while she slapped the palm down.

With two arms, hands, and ten fingers like twists, he pinched a strange wheel mark in front of him, parrying it obliquely:

Runner drop magic mark!

Under the huge crisis, he was wary of launching a trick at the bottom of the box.

Admiralty exercises, the two congenital methods of runners descending magic marks burst out at the same time!

boom!

Immediately after the palm prints fell, the sharp eyes suddenly burst out, feeling the unparalleled terror power.

With one touch, his two Bailian arms seemed to be out of his induction, and the runner's surging magic prints under his palm seemed to be a trivial joke.

He was flattened for a moment.

Almost at the same time, the palm of the hand was already printed on the air-like hood like a golden bell.

Boom!

The terrible howling wind and waves stunned with a terrible sound like a roar of thunder dragons!

On Baizhang Long Street, the houses on both sides shook uncontrollably at this time, and dust fell.

Afterwards, the earth within a few feet of Qiwuti sank three feet at a time, and the hard slate broke, and the countless mud and sand turned into a diffuser under the huge shock and swept around in general!

More than ten feet away, while Bai Xianer wielded Luo sleeves to shoot down the gravel that came across, her eyes did not want to leave the two slightly.

She looks so clear.

The palm of one hand discounted Wu Wu's arms while breaking the angered Admiralty.

With an unrelenting slap of his hands, he struck the top of the unsuspecting back from the top down.

I am like beating my son.

Just a moment, he played a fierce alert to a front plant, and issued a terrifying scream.

Then, like an ostrich, he planted it on the rubble ground.

Deep to the calf!

Rumble!

直到 Until then, the air stream squeezed out by An Qisheng suddenly poured down, like a violent wind sweeping all the dust and debris on the 100-plus-meter-long street.

Hey lala ~

The sound of blood flowing in the big waves slowly calmed down.

An Qisheng, who was spotlessly dressed in a white robe, just lowered his palm, his eyes moved slightly, looking at Bai Xianer.

噗通 ~

I felt the indifferent eyes falling on my body, Bai Xianer's legs softened, and she could not help falling to her knees, and she burst into tears:

"Grandpa, Grandpa ..."

At this moment, Bai Xianer really felt the chill of bones.

He appeared to be naked in the snow and ice, and was trembling with ice water all over him.

"Grandpa, this man is a monk at Zhuanlun Temple. He was poisoned by the Qingzhou Fucheng. He contacted his granddaughter this time and wanted his granddaughter to help him poison ...

仙 The white fairy shivered, as if the little beast abandoned was weeping:

"Xianer, there is no way Xianer can bring him here ..."

"If not, you are dead."

Luan Qisheng glanced at her coldly, and retracted her eyes.

This matter, he has learned from the spiritual imprint of people.

Purr ~

伸 He reached out and pinched the vaguely calf, and raised it gently, usually pulling it out of the ruins.

He was so alert that he bleed from Qiqiao, opened his mouth to speak, and spit out blood with shards of internal organs.

噗通 ~

Wu Anqisheng left it on the ground.

The stroke of his palm has shattered the bones of his body and broken all his inner Qi circulation.

He left him to practice for many years, and under this palm, he was already a dying man.

"you you......"

Wu Chi wriggled like a maggot and issued a curse of a low mosquito fly:

"Turn, Zhunlun Temple will not, will not let you go ..."

"Zuanlun Temple, I will go."

Luan Qisheng overlooked Wu Ti, a ripple in his eyes:

"Ferris Wheel ..."

"Why, what?"

Wu Chi looked at the light suddenly rising from the light, and his **** eyes flashed a blur.

Humming ~

Think of the waves.

Spiritual power is surging, but it has already started the ferris wheel.

The Ferris Wheel is a spiritually-oriented, world-wide, marvelous technique that draws the enemy's spirit into its own spiritual world and outlines it into an imaginary spiritual world.

He can not only search and gain insight into his memory, but also distort and rewrite his personality, memory, spirit, and even the deeper soul.

Unfortunately, it is extremely difficult to get started with the Ferris Wheel. Although he is talented in this way, he is too short to be proficient.

He has not yet outlined his own spiritual world.

However, a subordinate who has been beaten to death by himself is expected to be unable to resist.

The result was not the same, as his mind moved.

In the dark and silent sea of ​​spirit, there is a reflection of aura of light, its illusion is vague, impersonal, as if smoke and paste, but the breath is as undisturbed.

"Ferris Wheel, it's really evil."

Luan Qisheng was slightly surprised.

此时 He felt at this moment that the spirit in front of him could be allowed to be written and set by him.

If you erased its original memory and filled in the memory of a dog, then in reality, that viciousness would really think you were a dog.

I eat meat and feces, but I ’m afraid when I see people. I even get estrus when I see other dogs.

Is this kind of practice a summation of evil?

Humming ~

But when An Qisheng was in a state of mind, the group of spirits in front of him suddenly shook and broke apart.

There seemed to be some awakening in the looming clouds.

"Ok?!"

Luan Qisheng noticed the danger, stepped forward under her foot, and “clicked” and broke the vicious head.

At the same time, the spirit cloud that has spread is also slightly shaken, disappearing without a trace.

But at a glance of Jinghong, An Qisheng already saw that there was a very tall and huge mountain in the scattered spiritual mark.

There is a magnificent temple on the top of the mountain that surrounds the clouds.

The moment the mark disappeared, An Qisheng seemed to see a middle-aged monk with a round of golden light behind his head.

Even if it was just a glimpse of surprise, An Qisheng could feel that the middle-aged monk was as heavy as the earth and majestic as the mountains.

He is like the lower mountain and the magnificent temple, not as tall and majestic as he came alone. UU 看书 www.uukanshu.com

Purr ~

Wu Anqisheng slowly opened his eyes, his face was slightly dignified:

"The runner king?"

The person who can give him such a sense is also related to Zhuanlun Temple. Who else can there be except the legendary fourth-ranked runner in the weapon spectrum?

I just, this breath seems stronger than he imagined.

At least above the spiritual realm, the runner king reached an incredible realm.

"God ......."

Luan Qisheng's eyes flickered, and a pity glanced at the headless corpse beneath her feet.

He wanted to try it out, could he really turn a person into a dog ...

It's just a pity that the thoughts just passed away.

There are so many scum scums in this world, and there are opportunities to experiment.

"Grandpa ..."

Xi Baixian's face was pale, I don't know why An Qisheng didn't seem to kill the vicious idea the moment before, and there was a sudden killer next moment.

But she didn't dare ask.

I just feel that my ‘grandpa’ is too dangerous, and I ’m still a little moody ...

Woohoo ~~~

Suddenly, An Qisheng frowned, feeling something in his cuff squirming frantically.

He moved in his heart and took out the shocking person.

I saw the man's hide, and the dragon and snake wrote a line of scribbled characters:

I feel my wheels! !!