Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Palace of Killing (2)
Countless white down feathers fell from the sky, as if floating through a white snow, and it seemed like a butterfly dancing, and the down feathers wrapped those guards, and those guards were directly cut into powder, annihilating the Dao Yun.
Chi Ming stood at the gate of the palace and looked down at Jimo and the others, his face was disdainful, and the gray mist in his hands rolled, condensing into countless long snakes, and those long snakes surrounded Chi Ming and let out a strange cry, "You sent it to the door to find death, won't I be able to wait." ”
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, those gray mist snakes roared, attacking the strong man on the steps from the air. At this moment, Chi Ming actually wanted to sneak attack.
The white-haired crane demon stepped into the air, directly changed the demon body, and a white crane with wings spread more than ten feet turned out to block those gray mist snakes.
The wind howled, and the gray mist snake condensed and did not disperse, this gray mist had a special restraint on the divine soul, but the crane demon was not afraid, the iron claws tore apart the gray mist snake, and spread its wings to kill the past.
Countless down feathers swept away, forming a tornado, and went towards the hell. It was Yanran who made a move.
Two peerless powerhouses joined forces to smash the gray mist serpent and force the hell back. Although Chi Ming is strong, he has not yet reached the height of being one against two, and Yan Ran and the two are still masters of the Heavenly Beggar.
Yan Chen smiled, his eyes flashed, and the compass magic weapon in his hand rotated, scattering colorful brilliance. Behind him were six strong men of the Enlightenment and One Heavy Heaven, and those strong men were all scarred, with blood flowing down, and their bodies were dyed red down the stone steps, but they were ignored.
"Boom!"
The big tripod is powerful, its weight is no less than hundreds of thousands of catties, and there are four strong people to push, Si Yao stands on the tripod to suppress the big tripod shaking.
Although those guards are not afraid of life and death, they are more guarded by Daoyun, and they have no fear, but they cannot resist this Dading.
"These strong men originally deigned to be promoted so that we could enter the palace and not be slaughtered by the guards. "Some monks realized the true meaning of the practice of a few people, and sighed.
"It turned out that it was only a half-incomplete and ruthless spread, but I didn't want to have such a touching side. ”
"The young man who followed the mutilated man was also impatient, he was strong, and he was one of the few people who were willing to help me and others at first. ”
"That's Jimo, the new star of the Forgotten Dust Sect. "Some monks recognized Jimo and spread the original deeds of Jimo.
"That Feng Gongzi is not bad, he can let go of the far-reaching hatred between the demons, and help me with a few people in Jimo, which is really touching. ”
"Don't look at it, that's the son of my clan, the proud son of the sky, and he will definitely prove the existence of the emperor and the immortal. A demon monk retorted, and then said, "It's impatient to kill without a trace." ”
What's more, it is directly said that Yanran is a fairy who has fallen into the dust, and she loves her favorite in this life.
The Great Ding was devastated, with a rumbling thunder, crushing many guards, and finally went up the last step to the palace gate.
Feng Gongzi had half a Taoist soldier on his head, and floated into the palace, killing without a trace and without an expression, and walked slowly towards the palace.
Suddenly, there was a loud murmuring sound that filled the heavens and the earth, and a vague figure appeared above the nine heavens, with fluttering clothes, and it was impossible to see the face clearly. "When you finally understand my intention to put Shuangding, that is the righteousness. ”
The phantom dissipated, and countless fluorescent fluorescent light fell from the sky, and those fluorescences had their own fingers, falling on the heads of Jimo, half-broken, Yanran and others, and even the grinding iron was rewarded by this fluorescence.
There are light screens surging up from several people, protecting several people, which is the welfare of Yi Xuan Palace.
Jimo still wanted to resist, but the fluorescence entered the body instead of being abnormal, but it was extremely comfortable, so he crossed his knees and closed his eyes and ran the Tibetan Emperor Sutra.
The fluorescence flows through the body, like manna watering, washing the filth in the body, directly submerging into the bones of Jimo, removing the filth from the bones, leaving a piece of cleanliness.
There is no pain in the process, more about enjoyment. This is the benefit left by Yi Zhixuan, the owner of Yi Xuan Palace.
Yi Zhixuan didn't know how strong it was, and these fluorescences were naturally from his handwriting.
The fluorescence pushes away the filth, and directly discharges the surface of the Jimo body along the pores, and among the bones of the ink, the fluorescence sweeps through, and the ossification of the jade faintly reveals the jade color, which is harder and stronger.
This is refining the bones of Jimo and hammering away the impurities in the bones. Buddhism has a golden body, Taoism has an immortal body, these are by no means vain, all of them are the superhuman effects obtained by the physical tempering to a certain extent.
Jimo's bones are constantly washed by fluorescence, and the jade color is becoming more and more obvious.
This jade color is only inferior in beautiful jade, but it is a powerful strange bone in the bones.
This opportunity is sprinkled by Yi Zhixuanpu, and those who are destined can enjoy it.
Yan Chen looked at the few people who were cross-legged on the ground, his face changed, and the compass magic weapon in his hand continued to rotate, and the brilliance was sprinkled, waiting to come out urgently.
Chi Ming looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, and the gray mist churned and stirred, "Yi Zhixuan, in addition to making these mysterious and unreal things, what other tricks do you have?"
Chi Ming was angry for a long time, with gray mist, and fell directly into the palace, Chi Ming and Yi Zhixuan are from the same era, the two are still the enemy of life and death, when Chi Ming was beaten by Yi Zhixuan, he was afraid of Yi Zhixuan.
The brilliance of the compass magic weapon is infinite, and the blue sky falls, crushing everything, and has the power to destroy everything.
Turning his head to watch Chi Ming fly into the palace, Yan Chen's face was expressionless, his eyes were deep, and the compass magic weapon was hanging in his hand, and he had not yet been sacrificed.
"Peng!"
Kill Without a Trace stood up from the ground, and the aura exploded on the surface of the body, the air shook unevenly, and the momentum became even stronger. Killing without a trace benefited from Yi Zhixuan's reward, and although the realm was not improved, its strength was even stronger.
Later, Feng Gongzi, Si Yao, Mo Tie, Yan Ran and others came together to collect the aura on their bodies and become more powerful. The grinding iron realm was directly ascensed, and he entered the six heavens of Qixuan.
Although Yi Xuan Palace is open, it is obvious that not all monks have the opportunity to enter that blue ocean and experience the baptism of time. However, grinding iron got an opportunity here, and made up for the original shortcomings.
The Jian brothers hid in the turtle shell, not seeing the world, and the sword invincible scolded in his mouth, angry that he didn't get this opportunity.
"Peng!"
The remnant finally got up, surrounded by purple light on his body, and with a punch broke the air, a spiritual tiger jumped out, tearing through a vacuum more than ten zhang wide, his eyes were blazing, and his momentum was directly converged.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Jimo, waiting quietly, the opportunity that Jimo got was no less than the half-incomplete, but Jimo did not have the half-incomplete realm after all, and he could quickly absorb this opportunity.
As time passed, countless filths were discharged from the pores of Jimo, and Jimo seemed to crawl out of the mud, covered in gray filth and foul-smelling.
Jian Invincible timidly poked his forehead out of the turtle shell, looked at Jimo and scolded in a low voice, "Jimo, what miscellaneous things have you kid eaten, do you want to smoke this boss to death?"
"Peng!"
The gray filth suddenly exploded, turned into powder, and sprinkled all around. Jimo slowly got up and hunted in Tsing Yi. At this moment, he removed the filth, and his body actually had a faint freshness, and the smell of it entered the spleen, which was very comfortable.
At this moment, Jimo is like a piece of beautiful jade, standing in the light, looking transparent and pure, it seems that Jimo can be seen through directly, but when you look closely, you find that it is just an illusion.
Jimo slowly punched the air, only to see that the air was torn out of a vacuum with a diameter of about nine zhang, and that punch directly even the aura flew away, hitting the vacuum, wanting to silence everything.
Jimo closed his fist and pressed the joy in his heart, at this moment his realm is still Qixuan Seventh Heaven, but his strength is actually several times out of thin air, and this punch is swung out, at least 150,000 catties of strength.
And his skin is also denser, and the half of his body that was destroyed by the slaughter is new flesh and blood, which is stronger than the previous body, which directly causes the strength of the two sides of the body to be unbalanced, and the remaining half of the body at this moment is also re-washed, to achieve a new life, and the whole is implemented, and there is no flaw.
Yanran stepped down in the air, her eyes delighted. Si Yao pinched Jimo's cheeks and giggled.
"It's time to enter the palace. The mutilated man made a sound and walked towards the palace. Jimo and the others hurriedly followed.
"Old slut, cheap second goods, do you dare not to wear a turtle shell. Jimo kicked the sword invincible, and found that the turtle shell was extremely hard, and there were thousands of rhymes circulating on it, which was the best in the magic weapon, and I don't know where the two brothers took the shit luck.
These two turtle shells, Jimo has no confidence to break.
"Jimo, can you wear it, are you kid in charge?" Jian Wushu obviously didn't care, Jian Wushuang only smiled bitterly. This tortoise shell is a life-saving treasure, and they dare to throw it away. The strong people in Yi Xuan Palace are vertical and horizontal, and without this turtle shell, the Dao method dropped by any strong man can beat them into blood mist.
"Mo Ye, you just spare the little one and let the little one go as a fart. Jian Wushuang's face was full of flattery, pleading bitterly.
Jimo was unmoved, these two brothers did not have any big pursuits, they were greedy for small profits and small benefits, and they had the shadow of Jimo's original, which was one of the reasons why Jimo was willing to help these two brothers.
There was no time to frolic, and with the Jian brothers, a pair of living treasures, a few people were in a happy and relaxed mood, and soon entered the palace.
When the strong people left, the monks walked to the palace, the strong ones ate meat, they just wanted to drink some soup, and these gains were a great opportunity for them.
Xiuzhen is cruel, you need to be strong in continuous plunder, no resources will be sent to the door by yourself, no strength, and you can't protect those resources.
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[Oops, overslept]
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