Sage Emperor

When I heard the word "kneel down," Yankee felt like laughing, because whoever said the word to him was dead. None of them ever made it to a good end.

These three words are a spell.

“Do you bow yourselves or do I do it? This time I won't make you feel so comfortable. I'm afraid you'll have to suffer a lot. I just used the Qi Kung of the Dream Butterfly, but that is to use 10% of the strength. Now I reach the edge of this altar, which is to kill chickens and slaughter cows, and I will never give you a chance. ”

Zilin's folding fan opened again, shaking gently.

Above the fold fan, there is definitely a god king, foot on the devil's head, hand on the ancient devil, mouth. Contains the Demon King, and his eyes sparkle with light, burning the demons.

It's not painted by man, it's painted by God himself. Powerful power was emanating from it. Yang Qi knew that if a sacrificial technique was carried out, a gap could be ripped open by the seal. Of course, this painting was destroyed and belonged to the burning of jade and stone.

“So I'm going to try and see what it's like to give it your best shot?” Yankee self-sustaining absorption of the Divine Grid debris, God's engine's powerful divine system activated, and self-understanding reached the true meaning of power, just refined impurities, skipped birth and changed bones, can already barely fight Zilin Mei men.

He is going to try to see how this beautiful man can be cultivated, and instantly in the battle, consolidate his cultivation, so that the understanding just gained in the battle can be more perfected.

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Yang Qi barely spoke, suddenly stabbed out three swords, is the sword lane of the King of Life, after merging the soul of the Golden Sword God, his sword lane cultivation also reached the top of a climbing pole, if you proceed again, is the top of the mountain climb. I'm the peak.

“Hmm? Looks like you're being selfish with us.” Zilin saw Yang Qi take the lead in the attack, and he couldn't help but have a little anger on his face, but his anger was not thunder anger, but a dark anger, not color, hidden deep.

He broke a fan in his hand, a slight fan, and suddenly the butterfly flew out, drawing many traces deep in the sky, which collided with the sword, tolerated, devoured and dissolved into the invisible.

Later, his body drifted and he was wonderfully elegant. Every time he attacked, he seemed to dance, his posture was beautiful, but there was a lot of strength and killing machine. The killing machine was filled with secrets, gradually like a silkworm spitting, turned into a cocoon, bound to Yang Qi.

Yang Qi was physically immobile, stood in the center, activated the powerful divine system of God's engine, between moments, the power on the sword technology greatly increased, sometimes a sword split out, the power was ambitious, the earth opened up, the butterfly exploded everywhere, every sword can completely destroy Zilin's dream butterfly qi, completely the way of strength, three feet of ice and snow, chopping up everything in the world.

Those beautiful men looked at the heartbeat, never expected, this time Kung Fu disappeared, Yang Qi's strength improved so much.

The beauty of the slaughter of each sword is not to speak of it. The key is a force that is almost boundless, and no one can contaminate its rays. Otherwise, it will be split in half by sharp forces, eventually falling into obsolescence.

Zilin also wrinkled his eyebrows. He couldn't figure out why Kung Fu had disappeared for a while, and the other party's strength had increased so much, and he moved and breathed so naturally. That force came from the deep of his heart, flowing all over his body, as if his heart and his own flesh did not match, man's body, God's heart.

“The other heart, there's absolutely something wrong, every time the power, it bursts deep into the heart and reaches the palm of the hand, what's going on? ”

Zi Linmei's man suddenly waved his hands, fans shook, a butterfly wrapped around his body, and then spread out, the whole person seemed to turn into many butterflies, disappearing into the air.

There's a voice coming out of the air: "Yeah? Feya? Turn into a butterfly.....”

At this moment, Yang Qi could not tell which butterfly was made by Zilin Mi men. He knew that this person's qi power had reached a pure and green inland of the furnace fire. Beyond himself, he suddenly felt that there was an additional person in front of him, Zilin, not any butterfly, lurked over, and actually broke the pure soil domain of his gods, reached in front of the body, and struck out with one clap.

“Your heart is a problem, it's a source of your strength, but I happen to have a great learning, called the Divine King to break your heart, to break your qi kung fu, let me show you today, if you break your heart! ”

Zilin's will came out with an astonishing power.

At the same time, his palm, which had a heart shape on it, actually caused Yankee heart resonance, which seemed to explode between resonances.

This is an unprofessional scholarship, the Heartbreaking Palm of the Divine King.

Yang Qi was in imminent danger, suddenly, his palms pressed down, and a hand of God spread out, presenting a patronizing momentum, two palms collided.

Boo!

Yang Qi's own tattoo did not move, but Zilin took several steps backwards in a row. He was violently shocked and his blood flickered out.

“Good power, unfortunately this power is not your own. If I'm not mistaken, it should be an artifact of your body that absorbs energy and causes the strongest pacing power. Unfortunately, sooner or later, this kind of energy needs to be used up. I'd rather see how long you can support it. Once the energy runs out, I can still beat you back to its original shape. ”

Zilin's eyesight was truly brilliant, and when he suddenly took the shot, he had detected Yang Qi's mystery, so he came up with the solution, which was to tangle it up and make the other party disappear vigorously.

“The boy is definitely cunning.” Yang Qi secretly admired it in his heart. This man actually saw through his ills a few times between his opponents. The energy of God's engines is indeed exhausted, and can flow from breath to breath, not less than his true breath.

However, the shard fragments he just absorbed generated so much energy that the battle would not disappear for a long time, and months would not be a problem. The key is that the other party in the battle might summon another expert from Yihua Palace. If another expert, such as the old eunuch or something, would not lose his life on the spot, he would certainly not be able to acquire the character.

That's how the two of them rolled over and fought. In the altar, they fought for several hours, ranging from palm to sword, to finger, boxing, leg, all kinds of law versus spelling, force field interweaving, Taoism versus killing, everything.

With the power of God's engine, Yankee triggered a great deal of energy, combined with his own exquisite qigong, to fight Zilin Mi men like no other. Even the two of them, during the battle, the cosmos around the altar alternated brightly and darkly, and the force field was created, which actually prevented several other male pet men from interfering.

This man can only be around the altar in the corner, dead and guarded together, against the bombardment of the wind, not even the atmosphere.

“Smooth! ”

After a long war, Yankee felt the power of her whole body.

This is a really powerful enemy. Between battles, you can put your strength to the best of your ability. In some imperfections, you will encounter fierce attacks that reach the other side, so that Yang Qi can correct his mistakes, put all kinds of qigong and martial arts to the most perfect degree.

Boom!

At the end of the day, Yankee flew all over his body, flashing, between punches, the whole universe was floated, another punch, the whole universe sank into the bottomless abyss, so that the universe sank up and down with his punches, so that his repair reached the unpredictable apex of the ghost.

But Zilin was not afraid at all, his body was still dancing, the whole person was free, always a style, the jade tree was in the wind, his trick was carrying out, as if he was writing calligraphy.

A scripture, written from that hand, starts with a “dream” word!

As soon as this dream word came out, there was a sudden tide between heaven and earth, and Yang Qi's sea of consciousness immediately raised a layer of mist. It seemed to be in a dream, and his whole body's true qi was dysfunctional.

“What kung fu is this?” He immediately ran the Township of the Elephant, clearing himself up. But all around him was fog, and Zilin's body was completely gone. With the eyes of his Lord, he could not see through the fog, which almost made him jump.

“You should be proud and naturally compel me to show my great dream.” Zilin's voice came out, still unspeakable soft and beautiful, but it made people feel faint and sleepy, even the divinity in Yang Qi's body slowed down, and the whole hand and foot tended to slow down.

“Big dreams, a thousand dreams, big dreams, how many times in autumn is life cool?” One word, born under Zilin pen, this beautiful man finally carried out the ancient and present school of excellence, surrounding Yang Qi, this great dream of mental sensibility, has nothing to do with any qigong, is the comparison of will and will, with the spirit of material reduction, with the spirit of material control, with the will of the heavens and the earth, with the will of the heavens and the earth to derive a means of heaven and earth.

Between moments, Zilin Mi men wrote the Big Dream Sutra with the will, bringing Yang Qi's sense of the Numen God into the Divine Dream, a dream for a thousand years, life of autumn cold seeds, all in the dream.

“What a pervert this is!” Yang Qi said: “Do I have to do the last trick? But once it is done, it will definitely not kill this Zilin, he will know that he has the seal of the gods, and then the world will be in turmoil! He will surely go to the palace master and reveal my identity. ”

Now Yang Qi, fighting Zilin, did not know that he was the prisoner of God, but thought he was an outsider, and Yang Qi changed his appearance, completely different. If he reaches the character of God, he can still be a prisoner of God, step by step in the Eyflower Palace, and disrupt the storm.

However, if the seals of the gods are revealed, then he will be thoroughly investigated. Ye Shao Yip will not be able to push it a little further. Immediately, even the original Ecclesiastical Alliance will be affected. After all, there are some of Yang Qi's old men in the Ecclesiastical Alliance. It is not a good thing if it is affected and completely uprooted.

“What do we do? How do we break his big dream? ”

Yang Qi fully developed his field, first seeking to stand in an unbeatable position, then his body flew continuously, and began to use the power of the Wangjie map.