Thunder Martial

Both parties have just had skin contact, but Purple has no sense of danger.

But at this moment, purple feels dangerous.

Lin Xue had a dress in her hand, so she had to let Zi Xue try to see if it fit.

Su Mengyao walked towards Purple Pearl with the fruit. Shangguan Yue had an extra ribbon on his wrist. Wang Xianye's long sword on his back glowed.

Demon Ape has a new weapon to watch.

“Violet, look at my stone sword, isn't it different?” Zhang Haotian said.

The monk thief's head came this way and pulled something out of his arms and said, "Hey, check out my restored demon pestle! ”

In short, many people around, almost everything in their hands, are walking towards the purple. Looks like a siege, but Purple would never believe they would attack him.

Hazardous early warning became more frequent, the purple expression was a little restless, and there was hesitation and struggle on the face.

“Zijuan, what's wrong with you?” People obviously cared about Purple, and his expression changed a little, and they saw it in their eyes.

Purple shook his head, choosing to trust his own people and throw away these early warnings.

However, just at this moment, a bright, bell-like voice rang from his mind.

The bell sounds loud and carries a certain meaning, such as flattery, which disperses the mist in the purple mind.

And just momentarily, the glimmer of purple eyes disappeared, replacing it with a lucid glow.

“Zijuan, what's wrong with you?” It is a matter of concern to ask again.

The bright purple sensation returned, and he saw many anomalies. He shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm too slow to come back to you! ”

After that, Purple closed his eyes.

And as soon as the purple eyes were closed, the eyes of the acquaintances around them became obnoxious and poisonous, just like the eyes of the phantom dragon at this moment.

What they had was instantly turned into an instrument of profit.

Lin Xue's clothes changed, Su Mengyao's fruits changed, the ribbon in Shangguan's hand turned into a curved knife, and Wang Xianye's back sword sheathed out.

As for the others, the original weapons released a dazzling light at the next moment and then headed towards the purple.

In the face of the attack around him, Purple still kept his eyes closed, but his mouth was open and he drank softly: “Shh! ”

This is the first syllable of Buddhist six-word truthfulness. After being gently drunk out by purple, it becomes so bright that it blows up in the world like a thunderbolt that shook the demon.

Around, surrounded by purple people, the movement in their hands was slow, and the next moment, they seemed like they were in a mud pit, moving extremely slowly.

“Ah!”

Immediately afterwards, a second sound emerged, vibrating the space, causing tremors throughout the space.

With the vibration brought about by this syllable, the faces of the surrounding people immediately showed a painful colour, as if it were a giant ant phage, and someone couldn't help but fall, and then began to cry.

The howls around me began to rise and fall, like grudges were crying, and the voices were loud and painful.

Purple eyes are shaking because these are his familiar sounds, but he still doesn't open his eyes and shouts a third tone with the quickest speed.

“Woo!”

As soon as the third sound came out, the thunder began to shake, and the surrounding space trembled more violently. Immediately afterwards, a great diffusion belonging to the truth, centred on purple beams, spread in all directions.

Where this trembling power passed, the shapes of these acquaintances began to dissipate.

It's like blowing the clouds apart, the thunder disappears, the purple surroundings become so empty, only the screaming echoes are still echoing.

Purple can hear all the sounds from the echo.

It was not until these voices dissipated that Purple opened his eyes again, and his eyes were devoid of weekday determination, and his emotions became very complex.

Though knowing that everything was false and purple broke the illusion, it still stirred up his mind.

This… may be the weakness of the purple.

Compared to the soft oligarchy appearance of Purple at this moment, this tall figure behind Purple is much more apathetic.

The Buddha's true respect is the Buddha, so there will be a Buddha shadow behind him, showing mercy and kindness, always with a smile on his face that makes people feel at ease.

Compared to the tall golden Buddha shadow, the figure behind the purple is his own, pure black, looks more like a pure demon, very cold and cruel.

Zijuan has no respect for Buddha, only for himself!

“This is... the goddamn bald donkey truth! ”

The phantom dragon naturally saw what was happening on the side of the purple dragon. Immediately, the color of the god changed, and he yelled in a desperate rage: “This is the bald thing of thieves. Why did the purple dragon do this? Besides, how did he see through me? This is an illusion. ”

The Phantom Dragon is very incomprehensible. He thinks he understands Purple Dragon, but today Purple Dragon is his second unexpected.

In the illusion space, the purple disc knee, the true power of the mouth reappears.

“Ma! Ma! Ma! And!”

At first, he learned only the first three tones, and when he wanted to learn the power of the truth behind him, he was kicked out by the old monks.

So, he's not entirely true. And to break this illusion, you can only read it over and over again, and let the strange power of truth spread everywhere in the world.

Zijuan regretted some of it and left without asking peacefully for the other three tones.

If the six tones are complete, then just once can break this illusion.

“Ma! Ma! Ma! And!”

Six-word truths revolve around purple, spreading around, quickly filling his world and spreading to the surrounding world.

“How can it be so? ”

Dongqing is covered in blood, incredibly looking forward to the knife shield combination.

This is just a knife shield combination of young beasts, but it has a very powerful means. At first glance, it is the best in the same grade, but it is more difficult to capture, and it seems difficult to communicate.

At this moment, she wants to conquer the knife shield.

But it's hard, in this subjugation, the dying vitality is already threatening his life.

Suddenly, a voice from the outside sounded like a mosquito humming in her ear, annoying her, but eager to listen and hear the subsequent sound.

Soon, the sound grew louder, causing a void energy shock.

In this oscillation, the fog that blocks the East Green Spirit sensation begins to loosen up.

After that, the sound became bright.

“This is the sound of Zen!” Dongqing was very surprised, then the mist completely dissipated, and after the return of consciousness, she naturally saw the abnormality here.

“Is this my home or not? Why do you keep hitting me? ”

The barbarian stones are talking to a group of stones, which are strange and can get bigger and smaller. At this moment, the stones revolve around the barbarian stones, and some suddenly change direction, directly through the barbarian stone's body.

The barbarian stone was weak but stubborn, and he wanted to know the question whether this was his home or not. And he wasn't one of those stones, but the stones didn't answer at all, just attacked him.

Suddenly, there was a sound outside of the stone, which did not initially attract the attention of the barbarian stone, but soon became louder and brighter.

When it was completely clear, the stone scratched its head and said, "Is this someone singing? But it's weird. Why do you only sing once? But it looks good! ”

The power of truth fills the world of barbarian stones, immediately followed by these stones, as if they were alive, becoming alarmed and even some have begun to tremble.

“Are you scared?” The barbarian stone inquiry was naturally unanswered.

“Stop singing, they're scared!” The barbarian stone shouted at the dome while punching there, punching after punch.

The strange power was not dissipated at all, and immediately afterwards, this power began to shake here, and the surrounding stones dissipated, as did the surrounding scenes.

“Ah, shit, Dragon, it must be Dragon!” The barbarian stone retracted his fist and shouted around looking empty.

When the strange power spread toward the rainbow of an upper official, she was also injured, the most important thing she valued, a Wood Spirit heart.

But Wood Spirit's heart is very aggressive, she can't catch it at all, and she can't refine it.

She did not wake up until the true power spread and dispersed the mist that obscured her consciousness, followed by a moment of fear.

“Who was singing and who saved me?” The superior rainbow looked toward the heavenly dome.

In the last world, there is a book in front of Wu Evil, which contains secrets about immortality.

The secret clearly spells out the fears in his heart about the immortal body, as well as the ways to resolve them.

“Is that really okay? ”

Wu Evil was somewhat uncertain, but he wanted to try, walking all the way, he encountered too many dangers, immortality could die, so he wanted immortality.

So he took out a sharp blade and stabbed it directly into his eyebrow.

“Ah!”

Immediately afterwards, Wu evil shouted in the world and his eyebrows began to bleed.

“Too light, but too painful! How can this be done? Somebody help me! ”

Wu Evil shouted in heaven, and then shouted True Yan Wei Li.

Afterwards, Wei Li dispersed Wu Evil's mist. Wu Evil soon realized that this was an illusion, and he cried out again, because he had almost scrapped himself just now.

“Ma! Ma! Ma! And!”

The illusions of a few people have all been destroyed, but the world has not been eliminated, and true power is still echoing.

The sober four seemed to have guessed the use of truth and greatness and began to channel power into the world.

Soon, the whole world was filled with forces, like gunpowder, waiting for the lead to ignite and blow up.

The closed-eyed purple opened his eyes and stopped singing. The image of the tall demon behind him had his own wisdom. A black knife appeared in his hand, a black knife made up entirely of true and powerful words.

Then he held a knife, like a normal purple killing glance, one step over purple, one knife towards the front chopping off...