Tempered Immortal

Neither Golden Light nor Hurricane's power is small, which has just been proven, but again, this golden pen, not just a treasure sacrificed by any little monk, but also a fairy fixer of the rank of a ferry, using his script.

Spike...

As if the sound of Buddhist tears into the ear, the road is like bamboo, gold light is fine, hurricanes are just as powerful, but in front of the monks' natural treasure, it is like paper paste, the abnormality is easily broken.

Tian Yuanhou's face, hard to see the extreme, the other party is new and can be right, but this strength seems to be better than he originally expected.

Damn it!

Thought the golden man was evil enough to stop him, but how could he delay the kung fu for a few moments? I didn't expect it, but this is the result.

I was too careless.

The golden pen broke the stop all the way, its momentum was endless, like a thunderbolt lasered past.

The target is the whirlpool!

For a moment, Tian Yuanhou's face was white.

How can I lose all my credit at this critical moment when I have worked so hard?

Damn it!

His eyes flashed with resentment, his eyes drank, his robe blew, and he saw only a golden glow.

Seems like a very common move, but that Jinxia is much more concentrated than normal, slightly turning, a long, shiny hand appeared.

Huh...

A sharp, hollow sound enters the ear, and the golden hand is slightly blurred and rushes forward at an unseen speed.

Looking at the momentum, it's like trying to catch the golden pen.

“Oh! ”

The person in the book of Xu saw the scene, but it was not in a hurry. Lift your right hand up, it seemed to rush forward.

As it moves, the speed of the golden lantern pen does not rise and fall. After a meal, a silver mist is lifted from the pen, slightly overflowing. An equally long stroke, a large hand of silver glitter appears in the sight.

And the golden pen body, it continues to fly like a whirlpool over your head.

Boom!

Spiritually, the gold and silver hands collided face-to-face.

Five-finger sickness, entanglement circle...

As soon as Pu touched it, the golden hand driven by Tianyuanhou prevailed.

Yet the silver hand sacrificed in the Book of Xuan is invincible, but it is more than enough to hold back just a few cents.

Tian Yuanhou was furious and angry. I didn't expect the other party to have even predicted this move.

What to do, he's obviously running out of time to intercept now.

Before this thought turned around, he heard a loud "boom” coming into his ear from the golden whirlpool above his head.

The big thing that can't last a lifetime is flashing fast, and then shrinking at a visible rate.

“You... you dare destroy my treasure! ”

The unbelievable voice of the Heavenly Horse enters his ear, and his eyes are raised high.

“Don't you dare! ”

Unexpectedly, the Confucianism changed the peace and goodness when you first arrived, and hidden a strong and overwhelming atmosphere appeared: “King Hou looked at the main door as nothing. He wanted to put the smell of Heavenly City in your beard treasure. Though he didn't know why you did it, I was so humiliated by the way you did it. There was no contempt for King Hou. After all, it was just a toast of peach newspaper Lee. ”

The other party's words are quite polite on the surface, but the sharp edge is incredible.

“You...”

Heavenly Marquis is angry and angry. In his capacity, he is respected everywhere. Why has he ever been so humiliated in person? However, what can be done? If he is only a person in the book of Xuan, but behind each other, there is the huge thing of the true gate. The old monster in Tianjin can not be offended.

But what if I can't sin? Now I only sin on my scalp.

When things got to this point, he didn't retreat, he lit the fire of the origin, and his realm didn't fall, but his natural energy was greatly damaged, so that the next great robbery would certainly not be able to pass.

Blood of the True Spirit is sure to get it.

Don't say that the only thing standing in front of you is the newly promoted book of Xuan, even if the old monster in the sky kisses here, if there is no way back, he has no choice but to fight.

Spell, maybe there's still a line of hope for a good life.

Falling back, tens of thousands of years later.

How do you choose, then?

The treasure was struck by the other party. Although it was not completely destroyed, it was also shrinking in size. The suction released from it suddenly dropped a lot. Smell the giant Tiancheng, slowly dropped.

Damn it!

At this moment, Tian Yuanhou can't be overstated as having a cracked eye. His eyes are about to succeed, and he has been destroyed by this boy's blow.

Since he pushed Ben Hou here, it's not to blame that Ben Hou doesn't talk to Shin Chi Gate.

One doesn't do it, two doesn't stop.

Tian Yuanhou was like a beast forced to despair, angry from the heart, evil to the gall.

Kill this guy, maybe we can find the treasure we need from him, extract all the monks from Heavenly City, and still have a chance to find the blood of the true spirit.

“Okay, okay, this is what you made me do! ”

The heavenly Emperor drank loudly and his robe trembled. From his clothes and sleeves, he flew out a magnificent columns of gold, and then scattered into countless golden rays. After each ray of gold rays flashed, he instantly turned into a real size golden man.

Likewise with a long hand, the momentum is pounding.

And this is not over. The old monster's sleeve robe flashed, and a few of the same columns of light flashed out, all turned into ordinary golden men, roughly one, there are actually thousands.

Such a subtle spell, the person in the Book of Xuan is also seen as a powerful immortal during the ferry period, and the golden people are not worthless, every Turin is very spiritual, what is this mystery, there are also a few similarities to the legendary secret method of soybean soldiers.

But the heavens and the earth have their own laws. Such powerful secrets are not easy to carry out.

Tian Yuanhou is because he lit the fire of origin, otherwise it is not possible to change the Golden People by thousands of years. Forgive me, but the momentum from his body suddenly dropped by more than half.

“Kill them all, those monks, all of them, and find out where the treasure is. ”

The heavenly Emperor so commanded, and the golden men, as if they could understand what he was saying, one by one, immediately waved clean the long goat in their hands.

Time, screaming, a fairy practitioner, all with different necks.

Like a tiger into a flock of sheep, it kills and searches the soul.

The fairy repairers were shocked and naturally did not want to stand idly by. Now the old monsters have been dealt with by the people in the book of Xuan. They are brazen, shouting at each other, and the means are in place. The treasures of the heavens are all like golden men flying by.

PS: Number three, month ticket! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)