As the existence of the Living God Realm, the strength of the old man's body is not comparable to that of ordinary martial artists, but under that grasp, it is difficult to resist. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the Nine Sons and Mothers Heavenly Demon Dafa has been integrated with the Blood Shadow Divine Skill, and finally turned into a Blood Buddha because of Maitreya's divine bones, the power of the Nine Sons and Mothers Heavenly Demon Dafa still exists.

When the sword net fell, Zheng Ming was already ready to let a blood Buddha cut away, in order to give the short and thin old man a blow at this most critical time.

Although the short and thin old man did not die, the threatening blow just now also made him feel uneasy.

After all, he is tantamount to walking in a circle under the threat of death.

"Evil barrier, I want you to die without a place to bury!" the short and thin old man shouted angrily, but the most important thing for him at this time was to suppress his injuries.

When he swallowed a pill of pills and grew an arm again, the tall and thin old man also suddenly made a move.

In the old man's hand, a purple long sword, the moment he swung a sword at Zheng Ming, the sword turned into a filament.

It's just that his filament is not the same as the sword wire of the short and thin old man just now, and his filament is turned into tens of thousands of silver silk threads.

These silk threads, in the shape of a fan, swept densely in the direction of Zheng Ming.

Troubles silk, the magic power of this tall and thin old man, is called troublesome silk, also known as mortal dust silk, as the name suggests, it is naturally lingering and endless.

And he and the short and thin old man's sword net together, it is the Heavenly Sword Pavilion's life-threatening sword net dust, the average master of the Living God Realm, if the opponent of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion is the most unwilling to meet, the two of them can definitely be among the top five.

Although the dust silk is not as sharp as the sword net, it has an invisible suction, and under this suction, it is difficult for ordinary people to break free.

When the dust of this Dao swept by, Zheng Ming felt that his nine blood-colored little Buddhas, each of them seemed to be imprisoned in one position by an invisible force.

If you want to move, you can't say it's impossible, but it's also very difficult.

The sword net was still falling, and the dust threads passed through the void blood sea and attacked towards his body.

Relying on himself, it is a little difficult to deal with it, Zheng Ming's heart flashed, and he thought of the hero card, in his hand, the most powerful hero card now, is naturally the Buddha, as long as one palm, he can kill these two old men.

But the use of the Buddha is too overkill.

In addition to the Buddha, there are seven treasures left, which is the treasure of Buddhism in Shu Mountain, known as the inviolability of ten thousand laws. If it is used to deal with this sword net, I believe it will not be a difficult task.

However, although the defense of the Seven Treasure Golden Tower is strong, the attack is not ideal.

Neither of them is too suitable, what should I do? Zheng Ming's mind arose with the idea of using the hero card to draw a hand.

Red reputation is worth 4,367,560,000

Yellow reputation is worth five thousand seven hundred seventy five thousand six hundred twenty-three

Cyan reputation is worth seventy-three thousand two hundred and fifteen!

Looking at the more than four billion red prestige points in his heart, Zheng Ming's heart was full of joy, these prestige values meant that he could get four god-level characters or magic weapons with just one thought.

And the reputation value of 50 million yellow means that Zheng Ming can get five Xianxia-level hero cards, and which one is the hero card.

It's too easy to break through this sword net, but it just depends on how you choose.

It's a bit of a waste to use the skill of thinking who is who now, it's better to smoke a handful, this thought flashed through Zheng Ming's heart, and it made Zheng Ming moved.

Facing the sword net dust that was frantically approaching him, Zheng Ming let out a deep sigh, and a black twelve-grade lotus flower surged up at the bottom of his feet, and the moment the black lotus flower appeared, the rolling sea of blood instantly swelled to a thousand zhang square.

The sword net dust silk that was already close to Zheng Ming was forcibly distanced, and the nine blood-colored little Buddhas gathered into a blood-colored Buddha in the void, entrenched on the blood sea black lotus.

And at the moment when the blood-colored Buddha sat down, the originally churning sea of blood and the surrounding waves formed a mountain.

Maitreya bones, bright as a mountain!

But at this moment, this mountain-like light was transferred to the sea of blood by Zheng Ming's means, so that the sea of blood, which was originally filthy but easy to penetrate, had more tenacity like iron and stone in addition to the filthy qi.

The tall and thin old man and the short and thin old man both had a condensed face, and they were both moved by their own supernatural powers, and the resistance they encountered was a hundred times greater than just now.

If just now their magic power was walking in the water, now they are walking in the rocks.

The speed is ten times full, and the loss is ten times higher.

"Senior brother, it seems that this person is going to have a hard time with our brothers. The short and thin old man looked at the tall and thin old man and said in a deep voice.

"The water drops are piercing, Zheng Ming has already used his divine lotus, and he is already poor in donkey skills, as long as we penetrate his defense, it will be the moment when he dies. As the tall and thin old man spoke, he waved his hands, and thousands of troubles added a trace of blue light.

The incomparably sharp blue light doubled the speed of the troubled silk, and after the short and thin old man nodded in agreement, he also began to urge his sword net, slowly shrinking towards the blood light.

One foot, two feet, one foot......

For the attack of the two people, Zheng Ming didn't pay attention to it at this time, he was drawing hero cards, drawing hero cards that could break this catastrophe.

Xianxia card!

This was Zheng Ming's first choice, and without any hesitation, he directly chose to use the yellow reputation value to draw.

One hundred at a time! One hundred at a time, one is 100,000 yellow reputation.

On the other hand, well, there was a person, Zheng Ming looked at the hero card intently, and saw that there was a monk above.

In Shu Mountain, the monks are all good, Zheng Ming was happy in his heart, but when his eyes fell on the monk's name, the whole person felt bad.

Mrs. Mao, his uncle's, this name Zheng Ming doesn't know who he is, he has seen Shushan a few times, but he really can't remember this name.

After carefully glancing at the skills below, Zheng Ming's nose was almost crooked, it turned out that this guy was too inappropriate.

Red Yin Sword, Ring Knife!

His uncle, Zheng Ming remembered, this guy seemed to be Li Yingqiong's father's enemy before, that is, a little minion of the Wutai faction.

In the world he is in, this guy's cultivation is probably about the same as Yuefan realm, and it is really unlucky to draw such a person.

Almost without thinking about it, Zheng Ming directly threw away this guy's hero card.

Drawing again, Zheng Ming chose one hundred again, this time the reputation of 100,000 yellow went down, and the result was not as good as the last time.

Last time there was a hairy lady, this time there is not even a hair.

Zheng Ming, who was becoming more and more unhappy in his heart, continued to draw, he didn't believe it, and with a 1 percent chance, he couldn't draw a good hero!

Pumped ten times in a row, although Zheng Ming can't say that every time is empty, but among the two times, there must be one time when there is nothing.

A total of six characters were drawn, and they were all characters in Xianxia, but these characters were really useless.

Mrs. Mao didn't say it, Zheng Ming's luck was the most explosive, he drew two characters at once, but these two people didn't even have names.

Copper Coconut Island Outer Disciple A, Copper Coconut Island Outer Disciple C!

When he saw these two figures, Zheng Ming had a feeling that countless grass and mud horses were passing over his head.

What kind of situation is this, why did the outer disciple A and the outer disciple C of Tongye Island appear, this is his grandmother's, isn't he joking with himself.

Although these two disciples, when it comes to cultivation, are still above that Mao Tai, Zheng Ming's heart is still full of slander, after all, these two guys don't even have names.

And the remaining three characters, although they are also famous and surnamed, but they are almost the same as Mao Tai, and it can be said that they have no effect.

They didn't even have the effect of making Zheng Mingxiu promote.

One million reputation points, and it's also a yellow reputation value, in this kind of extraction, it disappears cleanly.

This made Zheng Ming's heart ache!

With one million yellow reputation points, he can get a top-level martial arts card, and maybe he can even improve his cultivation by a level!

If it is used to obtain Li Yingqiong and get the aura of the protagonist on him, then ......

Thinking of the aura of the protagonist on the young Li Yingqiong, Zheng Ming felt that his heart was beating hard, if he used the yellow reputation value, like who was who, he would be able to get four hero cards of the young Li Yingqiong.

But what it costs is 40 million yellow reputation points.

This thought flashed in his heart, Zheng Ming finally suppressed this thought, although the protagonist's aura is good, he needs a yellow reputation value of 100 million, which is too damn expensive.

"You'd better get out now, the sword net hasn't closed yet, once they are brought together, even we won't be able to help you leave. ”

The voice of the divine green snail suddenly sounded in Zheng Ming's ears at this moment.

Zheng Ming has always believed in the judgment of this divine green snail, but now in his hands, there is the Buddha and the Seven Treasures Golden Tower in his hands, and there is the word escape.

"There's no need to escape, I have the means. ”

The divine Qingluo was no longer silent, and the three of them had begun to get used to the endless means in Zheng Ming's hands in the days of following Zheng Ming.

Now that Zheng Ming said that it doesn't matter, they naturally believe Zheng Ming.

"Master, break their hateful net, Meow is angry now, the consequences are serious, Meow wants them to know the consequences of offending Meow. ”

The little golden cat with its teeth and claws also jumped out of Zheng Ming's storage bracelet, and its voice was full of excited shouts.

Zheng Ming hadn't taken the little golden cat to heart, he didn't pay attention to the little golden cat at all, and started his own extraction again.

Grandma's, ten times it won't work, let's do it ten more times!(To be continued.) )