"Impossible, how could you?" Wang Jiu's voice trembled, looking at the forbidden star, his eyes were almost about to pop out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The gentle wind blowing on the field set off the extraordinary handsomeness of the forbidden star.

Surrounded by black mist, there was a terrifying aura on his body, and the forbidden star didn't give him a chance this time, and launched an attack after his appearance, his body swayed, and the rune golden wings were like divine blades, instantly cutting the space apart.

"Look for death!" the latter roared angrily, at this moment he was at the peak of his spells, how could he be afraid of the small God Refining Realm?!

The black mist of the long knife boiled, and then it rolled like a spiritual snake, and the snake letter spit out, and then saw an extremely bright knife swept over.

Thundered!

I saw that the runes on the altar were reversed in an instant, but this time they were not used by Wang Jiu, but began to struggle, no one knew why, but Wang Jiu of the party was extremely clear that the previous delay in absorbing the power of the runes was actually the ghost of the forbidden star in front of him.

"It turned out to be you, what my Wang Jiu fancied, don't say it's you, even Liu Bidou behind you, here, don't want to fight. "The sword finally landed in front of the forbidden star.

The two of them opened and closed their swords widely, without the slightest reservation, and the forbidden star did not dare, they had tried the power of the petrified eye before, if they were accidentally caught, I am afraid that there would not be such a good chance to escape.

The long knife groaned, and the three silver lines on the body of the Sun and Moon Knife began to burst out with brilliant silver rays, and then with the two broken sword intent of the forbidden star, they couldn't stop rising and falling in the air.

Destroying the withering and decaying, it is not the enemy of the unity at all, the sword gang shattered in response, and the residual momentum did not stop, and he slashed out at Wang Jiu.

Knowing that his opponent's blow wouldn't hurt his opponent too much, he slashed a second time after retracting his sword.

The death sword intent, the martial will, poured out, as if it was deliberately polishing and refining the silver vein, and the forbidden star wanted to try it one by one.

Because Wang Jiu had previously absorbed the power of the Divine Pattern, the true element in his body was a little unstable, and the power of extinction had calmed down, and that terrifying power could not exist forever, and he was time-sensitive as a carrier.

And this time, for the forbidden star, is a godsend.

Wang Jiu's creation has been on the altar, stealing the power of the divine pattern, which is extremely clear to everyone in the field, the forbidden star can hear the movement on the field before he gets out of trouble, and the reason why he can't move is because of the restraint of the petrified eye.

Before being hit by the Petrified Eye, the Forbidden Star had been trying to communicate with the Divine Pattern on the altar, which he had groped with the golden Divine Pattern Dao idea in his mind, and because he was distracted, he was hit.

It is precisely because of this that he was ignored by Wang Jiu, and he could concentrate on absorbing the power of the divine pattern in the altar, which was more accurate than Wang Jiu's timing.

Therefore, now is the best time for him to appear.

When the forbidden star was thinking about it, Wang Jiu was the same, as smart as he instantly figured out the order before and after, and now, his anger was magnified to an incomprehensible extent, and he was in the fire, and this forbidden star was among them.

He thought that he was the only one who was the final winner and the person of the authorities, but as for them, he only regarded them as gags, and he never even entered the game, so naturally he couldn't get into his eyes.

"Hmph, even if you get some of the power of the Divine Pattern, don't want to compete with me!" Wang Jiu's miserable white face showed a hideous smile, and he saw that the black qi began to tumble and change, and after a while, a black dragon dragon groaned out.

There is endless bloodlust and chilling in the dragon, as if there is endless wind and snow condensing in it.

The forbidden star raised his eyebrows, his eyes did not change in the slightest expression, the sun and moon knife groaned and rung, and then Dapeng Jue superimposed the gossip step, and his body disappeared in place.

When he appeared, he was already in front of Wang Jiu, an inch in front of him.

The Sun and Moon Knife hummed, although it was not allowed to advance an inch, but the powerful knife qi had already projected in, and blood marks appeared on Wang Jiu's arm.

The forbidden star was overjoyed and excited, but as soon as his emotions came up, he saw that the blood gushing out was not red, but a strange green.

Green, yes, this word is the first thing that comes to the mind of the forbidden star at this moment.

Logically speaking, as long as it is a human monk, it is impossible to have such blood, and now there is only one explanation that can be explained, that is, Wang Jiu is not a human.

Thinking of this, he was struck by a knife and flew away.

The latter was unforgiving, the black dragon was wrapped in a long knife, the sword light was directed, the void trembled, especially the black mist, at this moment, all condensed into a point, no matter how the forbidden star dodged, it still couldn't escape the dodge range.

At the moment of great danger, the body of the forbidden star was reversed, and the golden wings of the divine pattern were instantly retracted, passively defending, but how could Wang Jiu's deliberate blow be so weak, and the forbidden star who was retreating was passive.

Daoist Wuwei and the little monk sighed and were about to help, when Shui Mengsoul stretched out his hand to stop them.

Boom, the earth began to shake, and the original altar had endless attack runes bursting, golden and blazing, like a ** day, no matter what, you have to release your own light.

Attacking the Divine Pattern was naturally a masterpiece of the Forbidden Star, and before it came out, he thought about how to win the world in one fell swoop, but he originally thought that he would not need it, because he had absorbed enough power of the Divine Pattern.

But in reality, when he fought Wang Jiu again, he found that his opponent was so powerful.

Especially the black aura energy, he felt sure that it was definitely not his Wang Jiu's, and the same was true for the other party, the previous three and two temptations were all vain, and now the real power has burst out.

The black dragon and the endless attack god pattern collided together, booming, and a dazzling light rose.

Without waiting for the light to dissipate, the forbidden star swooped forward, groaning, this time, martial will, life and death, strength, and two breaks.

This sword, the forbidden star has not been named, because it has been perfected, in his repeated tempering, he feels that there is a lot of room for improvement, as long as the martial arts magic power has not reached the top of the step, he will not name it.

With each slash, he could feel the change.

After the loud sound of the sword, the snow-white sword blade swept sideways, and for a moment, it seemed as if the entire energy light cluster seemed to be cut open at this moment.

said that it was too late, and in an instant, the forbidden star set over the river.

Wang Jiu roared angrily, the black smoke swept backwards, transforming into a black armor, in order to prevent accidents, the forbidden star did not show mercy to his subordinates, after the knife fell, the qi machine turned, and the golden ball of the sea of qi rose and fell.

After that, there is an endless power of stars roaring out of the hundred holes, and the world can represent a lot, but in reality, a force, or a thousand forces, even if it is ten thousand forces, is actually a kind of force.

At this moment, the forbidden star had an extremely obscure comprehension in his mind, and there was just a slight feeling that he was likely to break through the realm of martial arts willpower.

Therefore, although this second sword is the same spell, the things inside are no longer the same, and this blow is the full power of the forbidden star.

The previous three silver runes were just a superficial taste, and he didn't use them all, because as soon as he moved, all the power on his body would be drained, and he would fight to the death at this time, because it was Wang Jiu's most proud time.

When the opponent is the most proud, it is often when he is the most careful.

For example, at the moment, he would not have thought that the forbidden star would go up against the current despite everything, ride the big explosion, and actually cut it down with a knife.

That's it, he actually raised a knife and cut again, this time, he felt the crisis.

"This?" Wang Jiu revealed his figure in the light cluster, looking quite embarrassed, and when his qi was unstable, he was forced to the bottom by the Forbidden Star's hegemony again, and he screamed.

Qu pointed to the three bullet seal hall, and saw that there was actually a black ancient order around him, and there were endless thoughts on it.

At that time, the sword of the forbidden star fell on the top of the ancient order.

With a buzz, the ancient order conjured up a huge palm, and as soon as he grasped it, he grabbed the white blade empty-handed!

The forbidden star snorted coldly, and his strength went down again, only to see that the small sword light was stirring for three thousand miles in one go, with the courage of cutting through the sky.

"Boom, boom—"

The wave of explosions instantly covered the forbidden star, and no matter how fast the two of them were, they were all buried.

It seemed to communicate some kind of rule in the heaven and earth here, and boom, countless thick purple lightning bolts rolled down from the sky, opening up the spatial barrier, especially the golden runes on the altar, which actually emitted strange syllables at this moment.

As if singing, this is the sound of joy.

But when I listened to it again, I seemed to hear endless grievances in it, and I seemed to be unwilling.

"The body of consciousness condensed by the Dao of the Divine Pattern?" muttered the Daoist of Wuwei, although he was not a master of the Divine Pattern, it did not hinder his eyesight.

Everyone didn't answer, as long as it was someone who could stand on the field, even the maid Xiaoya, it was very clear.

There is a saying on the god pattern, the texture is depicted with runes, which is to drive the aura of heaven and earth, arrange it according to a certain rule and order, and then burst out with power. This is the most basic way of runes.

At a higher level, the depiction of the god pattern, the reason why it is called a god pattern, not a rune, is because there is a god, that is to say, the rune has a certain attribute and will not dissipate because of the absence of the caster.

There is also a higher level of saying, that is, on the divine pattern, if a certain type of divine pattern is activated to make it conscious, and then the most basic spiritual consciousness is born under the nourishment of the rules of heaven and earth, which is the body of consciousness.

Legend has it that this body of consciousness is so powerful that it is hardly tolerated by monks, and of course, it itself is antipathetic to human monks.

At this time, the consciousness body of the divine pattern can be said to have life characteristics.

But if you have this, it won't be so easy to measure.

The fateful duel between Wang Jiu and the forbidden star, because of the addition of purple thunder and lightning and the body of divine pattern consciousness, became colorful and treacherous.

The two of them felt the crisis above their heads, and if they wanted to get out at the moment, it was impossible.

It's harder to kill someone, but it's just hard.

Since he was determined to kill Wang Jiu, it would not be a goalless, and finally, locked by the death crisis, he began to chant and sing.

After a while, there were a few snaps, and in the surrounding space, eight black lights shot out.

This is the little black flag.