Fishing the Myriad Heavens

The strength of the monk Yuan Ying is horrible. Every move is carrying the power of heaven and earth!

Like a small nuclear bomb, an attack was flashed by Han Zong and shot down in the urban area below.

"Boom!"

The horrible explosion occurred, and within ten miles of this attack, it was directly erased!

Han Qingjue and Shen Yuzong's leader disciples lay underground and suffered serious injuries after being mixed. This was only because of the momentum of dozens of Yuanying monks that nearly killed them.

At this moment, the human face squirmed on the peach tree trunk, and finally formed a weird human face with clear facial features and a weird smile on the corners of his mouth.

Each tree must be pierced into the body of Han Qingjue and the leader of the God Yuzong group. They did not absorb the vitality of the two, but Han Qingjue was like a doll controlled by silk. They were clearly conscious, but Can't control his body.

The two were fighting madly together, and even more tragic was that they couldn't even imagine that Jin Dan could explode.

"Hehe, it's fun."

Looking at the two people who were killed in life and death under their control, the huge faces made laughter, which made people hear the goosebumps behind them.

How could Tianshazong's party be the opponents of a group of monk monks, but only half of them were killed in an instant!

This is the reason why a group of people form a sword array, otherwise everyone will die in person!

Although these Yuanying monks are a bit wrong, they are much weaker than the Yuanying monks who broke through, but even if they are weak, they are still Yuanying monks, not Jin Dan can fight!

"No!"

"stop!"

Han Zong watched as the disciples died, his head murmured to himself, tears flowed from his eyes, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

"Do not!"

Seeing that the little girl who was always behind her smashed into the ground under the attack of a monk monk, countless tree roots were wrapped around him instantly, but all of the tree roots disappeared and left in place. A ash.

"Ah! You all **** it! You all **** it!"

Han Zong watched as the disciples fell, his face continued to struggle, and his shoulders shivered.

"Haha, you are waste!"

"This is the disciple of Zongmen! Just because of your waste, why do you stand high!"

The besiegers who besieged Han Zong kept saying, the other side was tortured in this turtle shell, unable to move!

"Damn it!"

A trick appeared in the hands of Han Zong, and introduced a three-inch sword!

An indescribable coercion suddenly came, as if the sky was high, overlooking the earth!

An illusory figure appeared, and the three-inch small sword instantly became larger. He was held in the hand by this illusive figure, and he severely chopped towards this group of monk monks!

It is impossible to describe how fast this sword is, and the space has been torn by the sword with long cracks!

The strong light flashed away, the illusory figure collapsed suddenly, and the three-inch small sword also burst and disappeared.

Twenty Yuan infant monks under this sword instantly vanished into nothingness with the weather, and there is no breath of these people in the world!

A wide space crack appeared at the place where these Yuanying monks stood, and it took a full minute to slowly close!

The power of a sword, such horror!

"So strong!"

Beifeng's eyes contracted. The sword just now was at that position, but it was slightly weakly wiped by this sword, and the indestructible fishhook was cut in half instantly!

This is a fishhook that can be easily penetrated by dragon scales. So far, the north wind's fishing line has been broken and damaged, but the fishhook is unbreakable and has never been damaged!

"Repair the fishing rod!"

The north wind gritted its teeth, the light flashed on the fishing rod, and it took 200,000 fishing experiences to repair the fishing hook.

Han Zong looked up, his eyes turned red, and a light directly projected three feet away!

The whole person's appearance changed greatly, and a blood-red hair was scattered behind his head like a flowing blood river.

The whole body is covered with essence, forming a scarlet armor of Shura!

"Ok?"

When Han Zong looked up, he saw the light that flashed when the north wind repaired the fishing rod, and there was a light noise in his mouth.

But when I looked again, I found nothing. Even when I stepped forward, I found nothing.

"Can I be wrong?"

Han Zong was full of doubts, but was instantly thrown away by Han Zong.

"Haha! I am finally free! Damn subject, such a cowardly person is not worthy of a body, and now I will meet your requirements, and you will sleep in your body."

Han Zong laughed, and the mixed evil spirit formed a field in his ten meters!

The words spoken by Han Zong are strange, as if two consciousnesses exist in one's body, one is the subject and one is the subsidiary.

The subject of Han Zong is not warlike and has a pure nature.

The sub-body is a fighting madman at first glance. Recently, under the stimulus, Han Zong's main body in charge of the body surrendered the right to control the body and liberated this sub-consciousness!

"Tear it!"

Han Zong takes half-step Yuanying's repair as an instant tearing space, stepping into it!

"Blood killer finger!"

The next moment, Han Zong appeared instantly to a Yuanying monk, a ten-foot-sized hand appeared instantly, and point towards the Yuanying monk!

This finger is composed of Reiki and Han Zong's evil spirit. When it appears, the heaven and earth Reiki is rolled up. The place where this finger is is like a forbidden land!

"boom!"

The monk who was attacked by the attack was also dead-handed. A huge wind blade appeared, and cracks appeared in the edge space of the wind blade. The two attacks collided together, but it was only momentarily that the wind blade was broken and the fingers were castrated. Not only, on the Yuanying monk instantly, the spirits disappeared!

At this time, Han Zong had already left when he pointed out his fingers, and he did not see the results, and was full of confidence in himself!

"Bone Bone Sword, Cut!"

Han Zong pulled out his spine directly from the back, forming a terrible bone sword, across Baizhang, raised his hand to the three Yuan Ying monks!

This sword was almost to the extreme, and it couldn't be reached with a single finger. It appeared next to the three Yuanyuan monks. The space of ten meters was broken like glass, and the three Yuanyuan monks were also broken!

As if the three were reflections on the mirror, the mirror was broken, and the shadows in the mirror naturally broke with it!

"Too weak, too weak! Just deserve to be called Yuan Ying ?!"

Han Zong is killing madly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Although the subjective consciousness has no combat experience, he has learned a lot of secret tactics in Tian Xizong these years, or has seen some weird spells.

And both consciousnesses are derived from one body, natural primary consciousness will, and vice consciousness will also!

Even the sub-consciousness is more like the main consciousness of this special physique. The fighting instinct is scary, and it is growing fast in the constant engagement with these pseudo-element babies!

When the three-inch small sword was excited, the huge face on the face of the peach tree, which was so tall, stopped laughing, and Han Qingjue was instantly sucked into a ball of ashes.

"Hehe hehe, immortality! Blood food, a lot of blood food!"

The huge face of Peach Blossom Tree, a man with a height of ten thousand feet, showed a dread, and then cracks broke out in the earth, and numerous roots were entangled, forming two legs!

"Boom!"

Struggling hard from the ground, the human face peach tree, like humans, began to slowly walk, and then trot a little bit!