The God of Destruction

Pan Chen looked deeply at his father's face. The faces of his father and his elder brother were quite similar, especially the forehead between the eyebrows, which was carved out of a mold.

It's just that his father's chin is thin, and his brother is rounder than him. The face was covered with clouds, and the muscles seemed to tremble at any moment. The blood in his eyes was full of blood, and it glowed fiercely like a beast.

Lin Kongzhu's double-sleeved spiritual light burst, and hundreds of magic weapons were scattered on the ground. Once these magic weapons landed, they would immediately move and flow on their own, forming a formation.

One of the small tripods quickly became larger and flew above the treasure array. There are many strange animal patterns engraved on the tripod. The tripod's mouth is down, and a black smoke comes out, like a fierce beast.

Lin Hongzhu reached out and tore off his sleeves, each with more than a dozen yellow papers cursing on his arms. At the same time, he rose and sat on a tripod. The spell urged a blood rain mist to pass through the two arms from the paper, gradually forming blood drops, which flowed in the array and fell on the handwriting on the ground.

Pan Chen also saw that this was obviously a blood sacrifice evil. His father actually used this evil magic in vain to collect the magic weapon of that day. Zou's navy suddenly felt weak, he could only look at it.

A beam of golden light flashed through without warning, and passed directly through the array, hitting Rincon Pillar, hitting him out with someone, hitting a steep wall, and falling again.

The second golden light came in the blink of an eye. Lin Kongzhu rushed to the big tripod and greeted it on top of Jin Guang.

The strong shock caused the snow behind the forest and bamboo to roar down, almost burying him in it. Lin Kongzhu will surging out of anger and blood, jumping out with one hand. Just jumped two feet, the third golden light came again, the big tripod snapped and broke in half.

"It is not easy to remember that you are not easy to practice. If you are willing to quit, you can avoid the consequences of suicide." An English Taoist figure appeared on the stone platform. He slowly said that he had put the sword back In the sheath.

The Lin Kongzhu people even fell to the ground with their tripods. The spells on both arms were damaged and bloody, which was described as extremely terrible. He sneered: "It's an arrogant Taoist. If I were in my hands, you would now be crushed." If you want to attack, you can eat me. What a mean Kunlun school. "

The Taoist said with a blank expression: "This is Kunlun's forbidden area. The gate of the outer palace has long been the" death of the invaders "," Wu ". This poor road has been sitting in this station for many years.

According to your approach, if you take a few more steps, how can you not see this path of poverty? It is impossible to start with the word sneak attack.

It is natural that you try to collect endless magic weapons in this inferior way, and the poor way will kill you at any time, which is very natural. If there is no God ’s will to give you a chance, will you and I have this? It is up to you to decide how. "

Lin Kongzhu lightly wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled and said to the sky: "Interesting, you say I am a poor technology?" So I will let you see the real power that devours the sky.

"Talking about the recipe of the two hands, flashed into battle. The blood droplets that almost melted on the handwriting flew up, and once again sacrificed on hundreds of magic weapons. These magical weapons flew wildly on the forest bamboo, gradually condensing a huge The animal's head is fake. This animal has flower horns, sharp teeth and long beards. It is extremely fierce. He roared and went straight to the Taoist.

Taoism did not prevent him from practicing the Fa, but looked at it with concentration. He shook his head slightly and sighed: "The blood sacrifice to Kirin's soul was originally the magic of the Black God. No wonder dare to come here."

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If you change your land and fight, poverty may not be the enemy. But now, sir, there is no doubt that you will die. "

It turned out that as soon as Kirin's soul came out, there was a loud noise in the valley behind the body. Under the sea of ​​clouds, a torrent suddenly burst out and looked closely, it was composed of tens of thousands of flying knives.

The flood suddenly jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds and went straight to the Shaschel River. In front of Kirin's soul, it actually reached Shir μ.

Lin Gang Bamboo God has changed a lot, and has no time to respond. He can only hold Qilin's soul tightly and watch thousands of swords rush to himself. Huge shadows blocked the sun and brought a gust of wind.

Kirin's soul trembled, like a lamb to be slaughtered. In the blink of an eye, the destruction is usually shattered. This group of tens of thousands of flying knives roared for a long time, like a huge wave hitting the coast, then quickly retreated and disappeared under the sea of ​​clouds.

Lin Kongzhu's hundred branches are no longer intact, and the ground is shattered with gold, Lin Kongzhu's decadent kneeling in it, motionless.

The Taoists took off their necks and dust, and as soon as they sprinkled snow on the stage, turned and sat in the middle of the stage, the figure slowly disappeared into the sun.

"Come in like the wind. This person is alive, he will give it to you. Clean it up and you can go."

The stone door was rumbled open, like the wind blowing from the door. Kneel in front of the man who is about to disappear and pray nine times in a row.

It was only then that he bowed and said, "I want to respect the teacher and the Dharma!" Stand up and walk to the bamboo.

Pan Chen became more and more confused. How to return to Kunlun as quickly as Feng Shizu did not seem to hurt his body. Is this Taoist ancestor of the same king?

No wonder there will be such an incarnation. However, these flying swords do not seem to be controlled by Tiantong.

Still thinking, listening to Feng Zi said: "Lin Shenjun, you opened the lock demon tower seven hrs ago and stolen the treasure in the pagoda failed.

Unexpectedly, I broke into Kunlun's forbidden land again and fell into poverty. In the name of God ’s King, why did he come to such a place, and why is he so stubborn? "

Pan Chen heard that his heart was hit again. Was this 20 years ago? At the thought of this, everything around me suddenly twists and turns, and Zou Haijun was involved in this strange vortex.

Under the star field, an almost invisible virtual shadow flashed over the strange and dangerous wall of Linjiang. Suddenly, the sky was full of stars, the moon was dark, and a severe earthquake occurred in the distance. Pedestrians stopped at night, stopping to wait and see.

The man turned around and a pale face appeared in the moonlight, which was Shula, the emperor and the ghost. She used the barrier between Zou Haijun and the purple man to escape quickly with the wind. With her unique night travel skills, there was no danger along the way. Even though she was scanned several times, she could not find her trail. ..