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How terrifying is the power of the meta-magnetic cannon.

As an end-of-the-millennium war that once ended the years-long war between the two civilizations, it is now in the hands of only a few giants, and even if it is weakened to one thousandth, one ten-thousandth, it is not something that ordinary people can compete with.

This is a killing weapon that can be used as a siege weapon, and it is named the God Destroyer Cannon.

A few years ago, there was a place where spirit slaves gathered to make a rebellion, and the leader was still a deep evil cultivator, and the Divine Defense Department moved out the God Destroying Cannon, which directly bombed them into ashes.

The power of the world collapsed and surged down, Bai Liang's hair was blown back straight and dried up, the crystal skin was cracking, and the blood vessels seemed to be about to burst.

Out of nowhere, a fishy wind blew from the depths of the ocean, and countless water droplets rose from behind Bai Liang, forming a chrysalis-shaped water mass, and a humanoid silhouette appeared between the wriggling.

The illusory face, after condensation, was somewhat similar to the white two.

At the edge of the phantom is a flowing green smoke, like a ghost in the night, which does not seem to have completely condensed, but it is enough.

The phantom suddenly disintegrated, rolling up a gust of yin wind, and in the next second, it appeared more than ten meters away as if teleporting, lifting the neck of the rock master with one hand, and slowly moving upward.

Yan Shufu's tiger's mouth was bleeding, and he angrily launched the killing weapon of the God Destroying Cannon, although the Heavenly Soldier Armor helped him cushion most of the shock, it also made him pay a lot of price, and his right arm was almost broken.

A sharp roar erupted from the armor of his left arm, and the needle-like air flow was replaced by a burst of light, and a hammer-like blow erupted, and the air vibrated into a sonic boom due to the instantaneous compression.

It was such a seemingly unstoppable blow, as if it had fallen into a quagmire, and the alloy armor continued to disintegrate in the air, forming a sparkling tail flame behind it.

Iwajufu's left hand peeked out from the middle and hit the phantom's cheek as if it had entered a cloud.

The sensation of hitting the air was too late to be uncomfortable, and he was lifted up in mid-air, struggling weakly.

A pillar smashed through the air, the phantom head tilted, exhaled lightly, and the stone pillar that needed to be hugged by several people exploded in the air, and the rubble splattered in all directions.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. A figure crossed the crowd, and the Heavenly Soldier Armor fell off behind him, and his hand was wrapped with an aura that Bai Liang was all too familiar with.

Bai Liang seemed to see a battlefield of slaughter, corpses were all over the field, blood was flowing and drifting, and the mutilated people looked so helpless and desperate under the sickle of death.

Tang Xin broke through between life and death, and his aura rose from the abyss with a certain tragic meaning, trying to control life and death and seek a ray of vitality.

The hope of this mission was not originally in Yan Shufu, but in Tang Xin, a hidden spiritual cultivator.

It rained in the sky without warning, and the water droplets slid down a strand of Tang Xin's long hair, and finally dripped to the ground overwhelmingly.

The phantom slammed away from the spot, and the dying Iwashufu fell to the ground, coughing desperately, and he felt death so imminent for the first time after he had just passed through the ghost gate.

There was a steady stream of water coming out from Tang Xin's feet, trying to drown him, and the fist shadow came out from all angles, and he blocked it all.

A drop of rain was suddenly stretched and turned into an extremely thin blade, and it came silently.

Dozens of blood flowers burst out on Tang Xin's body at the same time, and there was also a wound on his face, and the blood gushing out was instantly washed away by the rain, and his face was so pale and calm.

"Captain of the Palace!" If this continued, Tang Xin couldn't escape Ling Chi's fate on the spot, and the rest of the palace guards glanced at each other and rushed forward.

A dozen humanoid water masses climbed up from the puddle and barred them outside.

With the sudden rain, it turned into a sea wave, and the turbulent waves swept in, Tang Xin was like a boat in a huge wave, which could capsize at any time.

Everyone lost their minds, this could not be seen as an illusion or a big means of condensation, they were only on the edge, and they felt the strong impact, their hearts were shaken, and they were about to suffocate.

Tang Xin appeared and disappeared in the huge waves, and was suddenly hit by the waves, and the waves rolled upside down and swallowed him, and the sea was surging, trying to grind him to pieces.

A beam of bright yellow breaks out of the sea, like the early sun rising in the east, scorching its brilliance, incomprehensible.

Tang Xin let out a low shout, and a golden light giant appeared in the sea, raising his fist with a roar, and smashing the waves in anger.

The clouds in the sky suddenly revealed a gap, and the moonlight poured out.

A very subtle ray of light, along the white passage under the heavenly dome, penetrated the giant's eyebrows, and broke into Tang Xin's sea of knowledge.

At this moment, even Tang Xin felt fear. He felt that this was a blow that would not hesitate to wear down the remnant soul, and it would knock him into nothingness together.

"Enough!" Heaven and earth crumbled with a peaceful voice, and all visions vanished.

A man with an eagle face in an ancient costume, holding a black umbrella, pointed three fingers in the void.

Two fingers dissipated the already shaky phantom.

The third finger fell, and a breaking sound sounded in Bai Liang's body, and he fell into the puddle in embarrassment.

"Wu Dianshou. The crowd leaned down.

There are four major hall guards in the Divine Guard Department, and Wu Zhen is the only monk among them, and no one thought that he would take action in person.

"Take it. Wu Zhen only said two words, and the situation was controlled.

The palace guards walked over and were all startled by the scene in front of them.

Half of Bai Liang's body, including his cheeks, has a straight line from the middle, and he is still a teenager on one side, and on the other hand, he is like an old man who is about to die in his peers, his flesh and blood are withered, and his face is full of wrinkled dead skin.

The power of the phantom was left with an indelible shadow on them, who would have thought that this was the price of half of Bai Liang's vitality, plus all the cultivation.

The strange scene in front of them made them gasp.

"So many people hit one, it's too much of a bully!"

"yes, you guys are so unreasonable!"

No one knew when the three broad figures like mountains blocked Bai Liang's face, as if covering the wind and rain.

Three fat men.

Wu Zhen frowned slightly, as if he was thinking carefully about some old things.

"Dick, your hairline is leaking out. ”

"I said, don't attack people's hairlines. ”

"Say what's wrong with you, you hit me?"

"Boss, you've stepped on my foot. ”

"Damn, how much do you steal in a day!"

The young palace guards looked at the three big fat men who were pushing and shoving, and looked at each other.

Wu Zhen suddenly laughed funny: "The children who were picked up in the mountain fire courtyard back then are already so old...... Dumb master, is he okay?"

"Sir, he went out two days ago. The Boss said.

Second child: "Shall we tell him where Mr. has gone?"

The third child: "Idiot, he didn't ask, and he couldn't say if he asked." ”

The second child sighed, suddenly reacted, and Pu Fan's big hand beckoned.

The boss shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "The two of them are like this, just get used to it." ”

"Interesting, interesting. Wu Zhen scratched the scumbag that just came out of his chin: "Your luck was too strong back then, and the dumb master actually had a way to share it with your two brothers, avoiding backlash, and the means were really heavenly." ”

The boss was noncommittal and pointed to his head: "So, they are a bit of a problem here." ”

The second fat, who was scuffling, stopped his hand, and Qi Qi turned his head and glared angrily, but he was obviously a little afraid of the boss, so he had to stop and twist his head to the sides.

"So, are you going to meddle in this matter?" Wu Zhen is imposing, like a majestic mountain, which can only be looked up to.

"It has nothing to do with the Wildfire Courtyard. The boss said in a deep voice, and a bronze tripod appeared behind him: "He has eaten at our house." ”

Behind the second and third children, a vision also appeared, an ebony black coffin, and a Hong bell, which made the void tremble.

In the eyes of everyone, the three funny fat men were emaciated at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was the spiritual fat accumulated over the years, burning rapidly and turning into violent energy.

There was an invisible force in the air that was surging and oppressive to the point where they wanted to fall to their knees.

Wu Jin's eyes were deep, looking at the deep-rooted spiritual wells in their bodies, his face was moved, he didn't expect that the cultivation of these three people had reached this step.

"Your realm surprised me a little, and even condensed the natal dharma in advance. But this matter, you are not qualified. ”

A huge spider web appeared in the sky, appearing in the night, and there were black points of light that kept coming out, and in an instant, they gradually became fierce.

Countless black feathers raised their heads, trembled violently, and swooped down like a black rain.

The black rain hit the bodies of the three people, bonding into a fine silk net, as if restraining the aura, the second and third snorted one after another, and sat on the ground, and the boss only supported a few more breaths.

An arc of lightning swept through the sky, tearing open the black rain curtain and disappearing into the sky.

The man from Mu Ne walked in front of the three fat men, glanced at Bai Liang, and said with a sign language: "I'm here, I'll give you an explanation." ”

"Dumb master. Wu Zhen nodded, a little respect on his face.

The dumb man took out a simple object, turned it into a streamer, and hit Bai Liang's eyebrows.

In the eyes of the only few people, a whirlpool appeared in Bai Liang's body, sealing the sea of knowledge, smashing the spiritual well, sealing all the cultivation into it, and knocking down the mortal dust.

Bai Liang snorted, and his breath weakened suddenly.

"The immortal things of the Mountain Fire Courtyard, you are really willing to give it. Wu Zhen nodded, his face was a little complicated, sympathetic, pitying, and finally turned into a sigh.

"If you rise too early, too quickly, you will be easily suppressed. ”

After Wu Zhen left with the palace guards, the dumb master walked up to Bai Liang, and the voice sounded directly in his head.

"The aura hasn't really recovered yet, I'm reincarnating the mill in your body, pressing you for a while, it's good for you. ”

Bai sat up with his hands propped up, leaned against the broken wall and coughed, and when he heard the words of aura recovery, he raised his head suddenly, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

"In this way, we people will eventually rise in the world, and when will the Cloud Palace be kept secret and hunted down?"

The monk was the most sensitive to subtle changes in the intensity of the aura, and Bai Liang had a hunch that the aura content would be several orders of magnitude higher in the future.

"You're right. The dumb master silently looked into the distance: "However, the world is not ready......

The third bell bumped the shoulder of the second coffin, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Do you say that we will have one more junior brother in the future?"

The coffin pouted: "Then he must be ahead of you, according to the number of years." ”

The size of the three brothers makes it easy to ignore their age, but in fact, they are also teenagers, a little younger than Bai Liang.

Zhong: "Obviously, whoever has the biggest fist will be the boss." He glanced at Ding who was standing there with a little grievance: "To be reasonable, I was born first, and that guy is the eldest." ”

Ding glared at them and said, "Don't make decisions for Mr. ”

The two of them were dumbfounded, sticking out their tongues.

The huge grinding disc pressed horizontally against the void above the original two spiritual wells, and every wisp of spiritual energy transformed from the meridians was instantly torn away and crushed.

Bai Liang felt an unprecedented sense of weakness, and his strength seemed to be draining every moment.

"I pass on to you a reincarnation decision, the Mountain Fire Academy has spent a hundred years perfecting this method, hoping to use it to refine the Dao Foundation, create spiritual blood, and get rid of the old path of blindly plundering vitality. ”

A trace of gloom flashed under the dumb master's eyes, and before the reincarnation decision was implemented, the Mountain Fire Courtyard fell apart, and he didn't want to say more, and pointed to the three disciples behind him.

Bai Liang followed his fingers, and his divine sense directly saw the scene in their bodies through the flesh and blood of the three people.

Their few spiritual wells seem to be very scattered, but they give people a sense of grandeur and profundity, like the foundation of a towering tree, which cannot be measured.

Looking more closely, the bodies of the three Zhong Ding coffins were filled with countless tiny spirit wells, which could collapse at any time and turn into a whirlpool, changing between the two forms at any time.

Inside the spiritual well, there are several grinding discs.

"Reincarnation is a constant reconstruction, beating in the two realms of Baoyang and Lingjing, breaking and then standing, and laying a deeper foundation, which is an ancient method of sanctification in the flesh......"

The pain in this process, not to mention, few people can persevere.

Bai Liang took a deep breath and said, "Sir, do you want me to worship in the Mountain Fire Courtyard?"

"The Mountain Fire Courtyard is no longer there, and you are a disciple of that Daoist, I can't take it in......" The dumb master shook his head and turned to leave: "If there is anything in the future, come to the dumb house to find me." ”

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