"Big words. An Jinhuang said: "If the old man really cultivates the Heaven and Earth Dry Glory Palm, how can you be rampant!"

With that, he slapped his hand again.

This palm contains the rhyme of the way of withering glory, and a ripple that is invisible to the naked eye ripples, unhurriedly like seeing the bright surge. This palm has initially mobilized the momentum of heaven and earth, and under the general trend, the body and soul of Jianming are all fixed, and it is extremely difficult to move half a step.

However, a smile appeared on Miaki's face.

He didn't need to move at all, he slightly agitated the white monk's robe, releasing a circle of glowing white light, and steadily resisted An Jinhuang's palm wind.

An Jinhuang changed color.

"Treasure of Xuantian!"

No matter how dull An Jinhuang was, he recognized that the inconspicuous white monk's robe was a treasure of the heavens! Seeing that he had this treasure, he was already invincible. He was even more sure that the person in front of him was definitely not the one he had repeatedly investigated! Then, it was too late.

Seeing Ming shot!

A circle of Buddha light suddenly appeared behind his head, looming, but it was real. The phantom of a hundred-zhang Buddha also appeared behind him, one hand in the shape of a flower, gently pinched to An Jinhuang!

As soon as the Buddha appeared, he squeezed out the twin swords of Kurong hovering above Jianming's head, and the Kurong Dynasty ceased to exist. The two swords were drunk, staggering, and about to fall. The whole space seems to enter the realm of the Buddha, surrounded by the light of the Buddha, and the bursts of Sanskrit sounds are in the ears, which makes people take refuge.

An Jinhuang's mind was confused for a while, and his spiritual sense was in severe pain. He was secretly surprised, this son was actually a golden-crowned Arhat! Not allowing him to feel distressed, he immediately sacrificed a golden flying sword again, and merged with the two swords of Kurong, the three swords intertwined into a triangle, shooting out a ray of light, and resisting the finger of the Buddha's flower.

Seeing that Ming Hao was in good shape, he said: "Is this the power of the Nine Turns Golden Sword Sutra? It seems that you have only practiced to the third level. The power is extraordinary, and it can resist the little monk's fingers. ”

"Nine Turns of the Golden Sword Sutra", each layer corresponds to a flying sword, corresponding to a heavenly way, it is said that refining to the peak, nine swords come out together, there is the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, a slight shock can kill a god of the same level, and even, you can rely on this to fight with the Emperor of Heaven in a short time.

An Jinhuang didn't dare to be distracted. Casting three swords is already his limit. The flying sword changed again, like a swimming dragon, one withered, one glorious and one sharp, and the three heavenly rules were intertwined, as if countless extremely sharp flying blades were tumbling and strangling the Buddha.

Although the shadow of the Buddha is virtual, once it is broken, it will definitely be damaged.

At this moment, the third eye of the Buddha was split between his foreheads!

Dark blue, huge, like an eye in the sky!

His eyes looked at An Jinhuang coldly, and he shot out an ice blue blade, and with a "click", it hit the three flying swords. The ice blade was extremely cold, and it fell on top of the three swords, instantly weakening the advancing speed of Sancheng. Only a few crisp sounds of "click" were heard, and the third golden flying sword broke into several pieces and flew back upside down. The three swords were broken, and the two swords of Kurong were smashed and flew away.

These eyes were so terrifying.

An Jinhuang was injured again, and he faintly had the intention of retreating. "No, the Three-Eyed Clan doesn't have such terrifying divine eyes! You have this divine eye itself, and even the spells you cast, it's terrifying!"

"Three-eyed clan, a group of ants, how can they compare with the little monk?"

Jianming's tone is very big, in fact, the strength of the Three-Eyed Clan is definitely not inferior to the current Terran.

He continued: "You An family has a calculating Lanning Temple, don't blame the little monk for being ruthless!"

The color of the eyes suddenly turned red, like a burning flame. I saw a flash of light and easily fell on An Jinhuang's body. Then, seeing the Ming retracting the phantom of the Buddha, it seems that everything has been settled.

After the firelight fell on An Jinhuang's body, he immediately hugged his head and screamed, and after a while, he was dying, and he had no power to fight back. The fire light that shot out of his eyes directly passed through An Jinhuang's body, burning his soul, and the pain was extremely difficult for ordinary people to bear. He was soaked, his eyes were white, and only the last trace of obsession was left to support him, and he said weakly: "Who are you? ”

Seeing that Ming slowly stepped forward, a round bead flew out between his eyebrows, and the ground grew longer, turning into a monk with a long body. The monk's eyebrows are somewhat similar to Jianming, but they are more mature and steady.

"See sex!"

An Jinhuang spit out two words, and he whimpered.

Their fight was not long, and they were ready to say, seeing that Ming was crushing, three eyes, and they would kill him.

It was only at this time that An Xiaofu reacted. Her eyes widened in amazement, and she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. She screamed: "See sex! Senior Brother of Lanning Temple, you are actually possessed by Jianming's body!"

Seeing the sex, he shook his head and said, "Definitely." I see it, and I see it. His voice was deeper, distinct from Jianming. After speaking, his figure flickered, and the figures of the two monks slowly blended, and finally turned into one person. That person's appearance was still clear, but the momentum he stood there was inviolable, even far surpassing that of ordinary ancestral immortals, and he was already infinitely close to the Divine Monarch. He folded his hands, shook slightly, and said, "Wu Na Ah Han (pronounced ē hán), I have seen this female benefactor. ”

"I'll kill you!" In an instant, An Xiaofu figured out a lot.

An Xiaofu flew with two fingers, and the sword light of the Dao Dao attacked Ah Han in a row.

These attacks, for Ah Han, are too weak. He didn't bother to fight back, and let the sword qi fall on the white monk's robe. "Good, good, and let the poor monk temper you. ”

With a light finger, An Xiaofu fell softly, and then was put away by Ah Han. It seems that he has a storage space on his body that can hold living things, or a portable immortal mansion, or a top-level Xuantian treasure or even a creation treasure.

Ye Ning secretly watched everything that happened, and he didn't dare to come out.

This monk named Ah Han has talents, cultivation, mind, and magic weapons, each of which is top-notch, and he deserves to be a genius in the fairy world. Looking at its mysterious appearance, there should be some secrets hidden. Ye Ning was injured and never wanted to clash with him head-on.

Outside, the green robe and the behavior are still entangled.

The green robe was born in the Tianyin Sect, and he was a corrupt person, which should not be taken lightly. Although he has practiced the Dharma for many years, it is difficult to suppress the cold and evil of the green robe.

Ah Han shook his head and said to himself, "Lanning Temple is too small for me to stay." Well, before leaving, let's understand this cause and effect. ”

The eyes between the eyebrows opened again, and a red flame shot out, accurately landing on the green robe's body.

Ah Han shook his head and said, "The consumption of the Soul Destroying Light is too great, with my current cultivation, it will be emitted at most three times." Otherwise, the spiritual sense will be greatly damaged, and the enemy will be hurt and the self will be harmed. ”

The green robe, who was fighting happily, screamed miserably, and fell from the clouds. He had a splitting headache, but he couldn't control the immortal spirit power scurrying in his body, lost the power to escape into the air, and smashed on the cold rock with a "snap". Without the support of immortal power, no matter how strong the physical body is, it will be limited after all, and it will be immediately thrown to pieces.

Explanation: (1) Ahan, the law returns, the meaning of the superior in the law. (2) In the next few days, I will catch up with the manuscript of a magazine, and resume the double update from tomorrow.

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