Devouring The Heavens

A gang of wind with engraved marks formed thirty-six horn whirlwinds with tens of thousands of feet. The hurricane swept away, the cold awn flashed in the gust of wind, and the devastating gang wind sharp blade swept through. It is numb and chilly, and there is no way to avoid it. Even if a figure in the fairyland is involved in it, he will die and die. It is absolutely inevitable.

However, in the face of such a terrible attack by the wind of the Yangjiao Gang, as well as the sky full of purple electric dragon snakes and the flames of fire, Xuanyuan still didn't change his face.

The golden Buddha's light rolled like a glazed wall, the King Kong was not bad, and the endless Buddhist principles intertwined. It turned the Purple Electric Dragon Snake, engulfed the underground fire, resisted the slash of the horns and the wind, and made the sound of deafening and clanging, Spreading in all directions, let the eardrums of many people rupture, screamed and fleeed, away from the battlefield, and some people were stunned by this sound directly. I don’t know if they were dead or alive.

Xuanyuan sat cross-legged in mid-air, still motionless like a mountain, chanting the mantra, and a *-character of the Buddha's pattern manifested. This is the *-character mantra gathered by the nine ancient Buddhas. The rhythm of the Dadao is like reincarnation again and again, the cultivation of the merits of the tenth century, and the achievement of the golden body of the whole life.

"Princess Zifu" was indifferent, and the "Holding Moon" in his hand once again made a grinning voice. Cong Qiang, I saw the stream, condensed into a sword-like sky ice, densely packed, Covering the sky, every sky ice sword is enough to slash and penetrate a divine figure.

Within a few miles, the dense sky ice long sword is like rain, covering the sky, and all that space is frozen. Ordinary people will be frozen into ice sculptures by the terrible cold once they are close to the whole person, and even the soul cannot be avoided. , Unable to escape, extremely terrible.

Along with the idea of'Purple House Saint Child', Wan Jian killed together, and the originally frozen space was torn apart and shattered into pieces, leaving only a piece of nothingness, forming a shocking trajectory, slashing towards Xuanyuan.

With a big wave of Xuanyuan's hand, the singing of nine ancient Buddhas all over the body became more and more radiant. This is a kind of firmness of confidence and the outbreak of will, which has caused countless people to shake their bodies involuntarily. From behind his head, that word of truth * It also started to run, sitting in the center, and making the golden glazed wall more stable.

I only heard, Ping Ping Ping, the sound of Tian Bing's long sword breaking resounding through heaven, four kinds of natural disaster roads, still protecting the unbreakable Xuanyuan's body protection means, the power of the "Vajra Sutra" at this moment, revealing unbounded, firm Like King Kong, it doesn't break.

"Boy, you have to think about it. With this "Purple Mansion of the Purple Mansion", you will definitely lose. There are four kinds of natural disasters behind the "Qiankun Mountain and River Map". Eightfold, how can you resist, unless you want to reveal your identity." The old man's voice suddenly came out, and now Xuanyuan has the most savings, only he knows best, many things are unmovable.

"I know this naturally, I will try to resolve it."