Sage Emperor

Beautiful men are not small when angry.

Zilin heard Yang Qi insult Lord Yihua Palace. He became angry when he was flabbergasted! However, this person is extremely stylish, even if he moves, even if he is angry, he is handsome, there is no slight indignation, his body is like a butterfly, he dances, slightly moves, his clothes float, he reaches behind Yankee, folds a little fan, a strong wind quietly arrives.

“Butterfly dancing. ”

The gentle sound came out of his mouth, but deep in the trick was the power of Yin and Softness, infiltrating Yang Qi's protective qi, the whole qi now shook, as if the glass had been hit hard, all smashed into powder.

Yang Qi was astonished, he never expected, this beautiful man angry, so fierce, so fast, acting like a butterfly, beautiful, but exceeded the limit of time and speed.

“Long hatred! ”

He turned his torso, emptied a little, put out the 72nd king's school dropout, disobeyed the King's finger, strong hatred came out of the fingertips laser, reached on the other party's folding fan, just collided with a must-kill finger.

Ka Cha

Referring to the fan impact, Zilin Mei's body, his clothes swung, his true qi surrounded his body, actually turned into many butterfly-like things, spread out, it was Yang Qi's long-hearted fingers that reached his body, automatically separated, turned into butterflies.

“What kind of kung fu is this? ”

Yang Qi was completely unknown and unheard of. He did not expect that his long-hearted fingers reached the body of the other party, but did not penetrate the other party's meridian, and turned directly into a butterfly.

“Long hatred?” Zilin and Yang Qi now chase into the hall, deep in the hall of the Temple of Excellence, all a statue of a seat.

These statues are ancient, stone engraved, but only Wonderful Shaw, a hand-held weapon, foot trampled on the ghost, wrapped around the body of the colored belt Xiangyun, all as if to survive, I don't know which denomination of the unknown ghost.

“I can't believe you are carrying 72 Kings out of school, but this long hatred finger is incomplete, seems to be lacking, insufficient hatred, unable to reach eternal parting, hating the ancient realm. In this way, you join us at Yihua Palace, in our treasure trove at Yihua Palace, possessing a part of the weapon from the King of Hate, and from the Heavenly Palace of Hate, if you get it, you can condense your body to a great extent, so that your long-hearted finger raises a realm, okay? ”

Zilin still doesn't forget to conquer Yang Qi.

“Ha ha, this man probably never dreamed that I would have taken everything from the treasure trove.” Yang Qi Kung, it is naturally impossible to reach the level of 72 kings. In that year, hating the king seemed to have been stimulated, hated heaven and earth, hated the heavens and the earth, everything in the world, created long hatred refers to the degree of ferocity, Yang Qi cannot be cultivated, this long hatred, prolonged ancient, invincible, everything is covered in hatred, but Yang Qi does not have such strong hatred, nature is unable to show the essence of long hatred fingers.

However, if his mind rises again, the Lord's consciousness reaches the point where he wants to evolve everything, then he can, joy, sorrow, grief, focus his thoughts, such as the ancient angels, many faces, or do anger, or do joy, or do sorrow, or do charity... At that point, the 72 Kings' school drop-out was most powerful.

The ancient gods, most of them three heads and six arms, four heads and eight arms, some even 10,000 heads and 10,000 eyes and mouths. Each head represents an emotion, not an unwarranted derivation of frightening.

Rumor has it that in the Ancient Era, the gods flew to the Buddha, especially so that even anger emotions could be transformed into protective laws.

Although this finger, Yang Qi did not use his full strength, but the other party's cultivation also shocked him. Yang Qi stepped back a few steps before standing still, his whole body crackled and exploded. Many butterfly qi was shaken out of his own meridian and dissipated in the air.

“Awesome, the person who has won my butterfly dance can actually force the true spirit of the dream butterfly out of the body. Your body is strong and beyond many emperors. ”

Zilin took another step forward, the breath sealed off, instantly the entire temple was filled with butterflies dancing, these butterflies are authentic, each with a palm size, bright colors, like dreams.

Yankee sees that each butterfly is agglomerated by extremely powerful laws, and between the dances, a large array is formed, between the flashes, a fluttering colour everywhere.

“Think about it, I'll give you time to think about it!” Zilin: “Join us, Yihua Palace, your qualifications, can actually take this move, the palace master will consider you as a male spouse. ”

“What is the true spirit of your practice?” Yankee Cold Says: “So amazing, I never seem to see it. ”

“This is in the divine realm, Dream Lord's Absence, Dream Butterfly. But you can't understand it, but you can't break out with your tricks.” Zilin folded his fan and waved: “I will not kill you, I will only trap you, take you back to the palace master, give your sins to the palace master first! ”

“Dreambutterfly?” Yang Qi has not heard that there is still a Lord of Dreams in the ancient divine world, but the people who can be called Lord are Supreme God.

This qi kung fu also seems to be supreme divinity, is not actually under any of the qi kung fu of the 72 Kings, and the Linmei man in front of him reaches a deeper realm. It seems that Yankee feels it, and the other party is also shocked by the will, which transcends the supernormal.

That's horrible.

The other party's energy index broke a thousand, and Yankee is now only 280, less than 300. The other side of the will is also a shock level, unlike yourself.

No wonder such a person is the favorite male spouse of Yihua Palace Master, who runs the Queen's Palace and seems to be the “Queen” character.

“You think I can't get out of this?” All of a sudden, Yankee smiled slightly, her body continuously changed, a flashing, black light fluttered quickly, silently reached outside the great battle of butterflies: “I'll go, in this temple, you and I will hide. ”

Between his words, he entered the depths of the temple and several landings vanished into thin air.

“Chase!” Zilin slightly stunned: “What kind of kung fu can escape the siege of my dream butterfly, you know, this divine power is to transform the real world into a fantasy dream, is the unique law of the dream lord, the practice is simply to reverse everything in the world, the general way of rectification is to practise the real, and I am to practise the dream dream dream dream, to dream into the real, to reach the highest realm, to dream to become the realm of the realm of China. ”

Though his mind was confused, he did not stop at all. He flew off for a while and suddenly chased Yankee closely. He had already seen that Yankee's power was not as deep as his own. His energy index was not high. Between spelling and spelling, Yankee was not as good as his real talent.

It's just that Yankee has so many means that he can't stop looking at it. If he handles his means more than once, he can peek into his realm.

Deep in the temple, bent, full of passages, another maze, there is a huge gap between the idols and the idols, go around, even the deeper people get lost.

Yang Qi applied the method of movement of Wangtu of the universe, entering and exiting, breath jumping, not in the same universe of time and space, not even in the same era, not long after, escaped the control of the opponent, came to the deep of the temple.

He did not come to fight this beautiful man Zilin, but took divine character.

From the body of the beautiful man Zilin, Yang Qi also tacitly touched the cultivation of Master Yihua, because this Zilin must have been double cultivated with Master Yihua.

“This person's strength, energy index is refined by a thousand hammers. I am not yet an opponent, and the will of the shock level does not take the upper hand, but if I get the divine character, a power deep in the Temple of Refinement, I can raise my energy index to a level that won't be lost to him, then how can this person be my opponent? ”

Once again, Yankee sprung out the Wang Wang diagram and continued to deduce that, in the gradual process of deduction, he jumped connectively and traveled through the main hall passages of the temple.

The temple is also very strange, there are no treasures, all of them are idols, and there is no fluctuation of power on these idols, which seems to be forged from a common material, just very hard and immortal.

From the body of the idol, it seems that some traces of Qigong can be felt, but Yang Qi did not have the spirit to drill for any Qigong discontinuity, and no more powerful Qigong discontinuity can exceed the power of his god's prison!

“The Divine Spirit appears! ”

He pointed down, the Wang Wang map of the universe flowed again, made the jump, and the magic of the migratory force of the god township, linked to the wing of freedom, Yang Qi felt, in a strange position in the temple, a wave, if nothing, slightly irresistible, creeping slowly, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon.

This is the heart of the temple, even the heart of the exquisite desert.

His body disappeared.

The next moment, coming out of the black hole, you see a huge mysterious altar with black runes on it, deep in runes, silk gas streams like fountain water penetrating stone walls, like clock milkstone, a little infiltration flowing out.

Once Yankee grabbed it, a little bit of liquid was caught in his hand, and the liquid burst into an airflow, surrounding him in the middle, so that he seemed to be wrapped in something, wrapped around him and died, and that was enormous energy, squeezed into his body, so that his blood was all out of his pores, squeezed out inches by inches, and between moments, became a bloody color.

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The energy detection system of the Civilization Disk screamed sharply, sending an audible warning.

But when this voice heard Yankee's ear, it sounded like a heavenly voice, and his heart almost jumped to a surprise: "The Grid Piece? It's actually a divine grid fragment, no wonder the energy is so powerful that it almost broke my meridian dimension! ”

The ancient divine character, is the gathering of all the spiritual essence of the gods. The flesh and blood are nothing but slag. Only the divine character is eternal. After some powerful divine meteorites, flesh and blood decayed, but the divine character did not perish.