Chapter 1270, Marlboro
These three great saints are actually prepared to display the secrets of collecting treasures against the magic weapon. In the rumor, this "Supreme Wanbao Dashengzhenzhen" is indeed the strongest legacy of Duobao Tianjun. Treasures, especially the monks with high realms, have no suspense on the low-level monks, and they are charged with magic.
Now the "Baosheng" Wei Zongshi, "Sorrowful St." and "Fantasy St." three saints suddenly broke out and joined hands to collect the magic weapon, which gave the deadly threat.
In the midst of it, all magic weapons are motivated.
Even the eight floating sects in the body, thirty-three days to the treasure, all kinds of magic weapons began to oscillate, to fly out of the body, and the crystal gods in his body began to be chaotic, very chaotic.
Because his current body is equal to a magic weapon, but also subject to the restraint of "Supreme Wanbao Dashengzheng", this doorway technique, under the joint initiative of the three saints, is really terrible.
"Good guy, windy kid, no wonder you are so arrogant, you really have enough arrogant capital, actually refining yourself into a magic weapon, all of which are crystal gods, this level of solidity, even if it is a master of physique training It’s also going to be defeated, but unfortunately, today’s body can’t escape the true collection of Wanbao.”
Bao Sheng Wei Zong Shi Yin test the road.
"I don't think that this kid actually refining himself into a magic weapon. It is really embarrassing. I don't know if it is very difficult to improve the realm after becoming a magic weapon?"
"Be careful, this kid understands the realm of heaven and earth."
"What is actually the realm of heaven and earth, oh! That's better, we can refine and refine him, and we can refine the rumored artifacts."
"Receive all his treasures and refine him."
The power of the three great saints is becoming more and more tyrannical. In the body, the pulse of the spirit of the Tao is rising and burning fiercely. These spirits are full of sacred breath. In the spirit of the spirit, there are countless symbols. The composition of the text is actually the vitality of the Holy Spirit.
The Holy Spirit is only in the legend, and it is never easy to show people.
There are in the feathering gate, but no disciples have ever seen it.
Hey! The treasures of all the disciples in the field, all flew up, and condensed into a large light group in the sky, even the treasures of the disciples of the heavenly prisons were almost ready to move.
"Three saints, don't start with us."
Several prisoners of law enforcement disciples havetened.
"The power of the Supreme Wanbao Dasheng is too great. It is our special skill to deal with the winds. This kid is just trying to restrain his magic weapon. You help me to besiege him, lest he escape and be a beastly beast. ”
"Yes, this person has been killed and has your benefits. Moreover, these feathering disciples, you are fast-pressing, and they are not allowed to participate."
"The heavenly courts and prisoners of law enforcement, you will help us to refine the wind, and there will be benefits. The various magical powers in him, the martial arts, all of you are yours, and the totem cans can be dedicated to you." Adults, as long as you talk about the good words of our Wuyue Shenzong in front of the Emperor Lei Di Tianjun."
The three great saints immediately said.
Bang! This time, it set off an uproar, and all the disciples of the Heavenly Prison Law Enforcement were shocked and screamed, each urging the sacred magical powers, and the many sons of Yuhuamen swept through.
"The three saints have been allowed to be feathered, cleaned up the portal, and all the disciples who dare to move, immediately kill the innocent!" A prisoner of law enforcement.
"You! It is simply lawless, killing people in our feathered Zhongzhou!" The painting of the reincarnation of Sun Shi’s paintings is almost vomiting blood, but his magic weapon can’t exert its power at all, and between the painstaking suppression, suddenly burst into the sky. Start.
"kill!"
A disciple of a feathering door leaned closer, and was punched on the spot by the law enforcement disciples of the heavenly prison, and the body was exploding, screaming and dying.
"Whoever dares to move, this is the end."
That heavenly prisoner law enforcement disciple arrogant.
The virtual cloud wanted to be desperate, but when I saw this scene, I knew that I was far from being the opponent of the disciples of heaven.
"Wind, you will admit your life, from the time you killed my apprentice, Xuanyuan Akasaka, the moment to deal with the little imperial concubine, it is doomed to your destiny, it is your own self-destruction of the door, even the Chinese family spurned you."
Bao Sheng Wei Zongshi saw that he occupied the absolute top, and could not help but laugh, because they saw the body of Fang Han, a bas-relief was soared, and was collected by Wan Baozhen.
"It's a pity. If you don't make yourself a magic weapon, it's the body of the human body, you can be free from the influence of Wanbao, or you can escape, but now there is no chance of even fleeing."
Sadness also laughed: "Everything is worth it. Refining this cold, we have benefited a lot, and we don't want to spend our life. With the Yuehuang Collection in the Five Sacred Mountains, we have built this Shinto. ”
"I will die immediately."
The Mirage has increased the means of urging mana.
A pair of treasures flew up and gathered into a bright flame. In the bright flame, one magic weapon melted among them. They actually began to refine the fairy tales of the disciples as a force to supplement.
puff!
Some of the descendants of the feathered disciples, the middle-aged fairy, all exploded, causing them to vomit blood and suffer serious injuries. Only some disciples with the best of the best are still struggling.
"Wind, are you still not dead?"
Bao Sheng Wei Zong Shi said.
"Death? I will die like this, you are too small to see me!" Suddenly, Fang Han’s eyes violently opened, and the glare of the glare came out, and his crystal **** suddenly became a whirlpool. The Tao of the Supreme Wanbao Dashengzheng, all tears.
After the body of Fang Han, the shape of a Buddha flew directly.
This Buddha is pedaling in all directions, thousands of hands, thousands of faces, Megatron, and the tyrants of the sea, screaming like a thunder, a mantra, heaven and earth. The Zen Emperor was once again summoned.
"There is no magical curse in the south!"
The Heavenly Zen Emperor shouted loudly, and all the treasures of the Grand Master were directly ruptured and turned into nothing. The "cans of the totem" and "the ghost of the martial arts" were all out of **** and were urged to give up all the power.
"You three saints, this is looking for death, I sent it to the door, no wonder I. You think that Hua Wenchang, the ancestor of the Chinese family, let you kill me, is a good thing? He is letting you come to death, he did not tell you, I Can you push the body of the Zen Emperor?"
Fang Han stood under the Zen Emperor and suddenly pointed.
Hey!
The celestial buddha's big hand smashed out and slammed it, and it was shot on the sorrowful sorrowful sorrow. Immediately, this sorrowful scream screamed, blood squirting and reddening the sky.
"What is this? A body to the Emperor?"
Sadness looked at the celestial buddha who was culled in the sky, and his eyes showed fear, fear, and unbelievable emotions. He screamed again and again, and his palms hit the palm of his sorrow.
"The king is sorrowful!"
He did his best, and a palm full of weeping broke out. Countless blood smashed and exploded, turning into a sad light against the Zen Emperor.
But it didn't work. The buddha of the Emperor of Heaven and Heaven was directly oppressed. The sorcerer's palm was beaten up, and then the saint, the saints, seemed to be fallen, falling straight down from the sky and falling into the sky. In a holy map.
Nature is the ghost Wu San map, Fang Han unfolds the ghost Wu Sheng map, and arranges the Tianluo network.
"Impossible! This is really the power of the Emperor."
Bao Sheng Wei Zongshi has been chilling, he has to leave.
"Kill them, Heaven Zen Emperor, can not have a trip!" Fang Han's voice sounded up, no feelings. The body of the Emperor Zen Emperor immediately changed. Thousands of bergamots flew up in the air, and the huge body exudes countless Buddha lights, rendering the voids into a country of purple and gold, and everything is forbidden.
"The Dharma is boundless!"
The Emperor of Heaven and Heaven, the sound wave directly impacted the Mirage and the Treasure. First of all, the sacred screams, all the phantoms were smashed, leaving only one body, struggling in the air.
When the Emperor of Heaven and Zen Emperor grasped it, he took the body in his hand.
"No!" The sacred screams, but the whole body was smashed, severely wounded, and thrown into the ghost martial arts map.
In the end, there is the treasure that is left, and it is shocked by the sound wave. It is **** and bloody, and it is very miserable. "No, I am Baosheng, the ancient saint, how can this happen, the situation is reversed. I can not die, I I still have to be a master of the Emperor, no god, no one can kill me."
"Tian Chan Buddha, accept him!" Fang Han continued to order.
The Zen Emperor immediately came to the body, and the huge Buddha light was just close to the body of this Bao Sheng Wei Zong, and immediately his body was suppressed.
"Get up! In front of me, you won't have any resistance, even if it's self-destructive, it's impossible for you to have a little trick, you can't hide my vision."
The Zen Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor saw it clearly. Wei Zongshi was playing something, grabbed it with a big hand, and immediately took control of his entire body. He grabbed a symbol from his body, and this symbol shimmered and the light appeared on the dragon. The pattern of the snake dance, with his own strength, seems to explode.
It is a pity that this symbol is taken by the Zen Emperor and the light converges.
Then, the body of Bao Sheng Wei Zongshi was like a chicken. He was lifted up and thrown into the ghost figure.
"The three of them have been sealed by me, and they have completely lost their mana. There are only a huge rule of fine elements. You slowly refine them in the ghost map, especially this treasure saint Wei Zong, his body. There are so many magic weapons materials, which are of great benefit to you.” Between the Zen Emperor and the Emperor, the three men were suppressed, and then the form of light faded and entered the body of Fang Han.
Fang Han’s footsteps, the ghost Wu’s figure shook, and the three great saints were suppressed in it, and they began to wear out. They wanted to refine them in front of all people.
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