Divine Brilliance

Chapter 403: Burning inflammation

As soon as the thoughts rose, the soul of the soul came out of the body. (Baidu search m, Rainbow Literature Network) (Baidu search m, Rainbow Literature Network) At this moment, it is no longer a cloud of fog, and then aggregated into a group, as if it is a circular vortex that slowly flows.

When it was vacated outside, it was full of thunder and lightning, even if it was the sun, it was still fearless.

In the context of returning to the sun, even in the middle of the fifteenth, when the moon is empty, you can travel anywhere. Even in the early morning hours, when the sun is weakened, you can also leave the body.

Within the ghoul, there has been a positive, and since then, you can slowly get rid of the sun.

The soul of Zong Shou is exceptionally different. At the beginning of the practice, the celestial mirror is used to sculpt the soul. After the net character is agglomerated, it is pure and clear of the impurities inside. The Yuan spirit is purely anomalous. Although it is still the peak of Yang, the soul of the Yang, but not the day of travel.

With the help of the electric light shield, it can be divided even under the scorching sun.

It’s just that at this moment, the sect is in the heart, but it’s a little sudden, and some inexplicable ones are uneasy. Feeling your own soul, this time has followed a kind of inertia, constantly swirling.

The heaven and earth psionic power within Baizhang can be absorbed by him. It’s just fine at the moment, but if it’s in the future, when you need to mold the soul and gather it, what should you do?

How can this change be made by the whirlpool of the soul sea based on the swallowing method?

All the souls are returned to the flesh like a surge.

Zong Shouyi opened his eyes, first the brow wrinkled, and then the worry was calmed down.

In the right hand, a small flame suddenly ignited, burning less than a finger. Although the flame is small, it can make the air around the ten feet constantly, and all the psionic powers are also disintegrating and bursting.

In a blink of an eye, the space inside the house rose sharply.

If it is not Zong Shou, it will be suppressed by mana. This entire small courtyard almost had no fire and spontaneous combustion.

Zong Shou’s eyes are also amazed. This is the blood of the burning of the land, one of the magical powers produced - the burning of the inflammation.

This is not too much care, it is already beyond the level of the fire.

A little meditation, in the flame of Zong Shou's hand, suddenly there was a small purple electric thunderball.

The method used is exactly a ‘fold’ word. He still can't do it, and the spiritual methods are superimposed on each other. At this moment, it is easy to use, but it is easy to use, and two different magical powers are superimposed.

When the fire and thunder meet, the flame of the wire changes immediately, as if it has produced a chemical reaction, crazy expansion, and the color is turned into pure black.

Zong Shou’s pupils were miniature, and almost the first time, the thunder fire in the hand was thrown out of the rear window.

In that position, there is an open space of a hundred square feet. It is also assigned to this single-house, which is specially designed for him to practice martial arts.

Zong Shou only took a few days ago to reinforce the transformation, and can converge the amplitude of the psionic energy. But at the moment, when the flame burst open, the spiritual array there suddenly collapsed.

Everything is burning wildly. A hint of purple electro-optic Ziz flashes and spreads around. With the power of destruction, hit everything that can be touched.

Fortunately, the black flame light, without the support of his soul, did not continue to spread.

However, if you have to, you will be scattered. However, at this moment, there is a huge deep pit. The inside is full of fiery magma flow, and I don’t know how many tens of feet deep. The scope has also expanded to hundreds of feet.

Not only is this house built by Zong Shou, it is no matter what, the surrounding walls, but also disappeared, turned into powder.

Fortunately, several courtyards nearby are uninhabited, and no matter whether the black fire blows up or the Thunder sweeps everything, it is silent.

There was no psionic change - almost all the spirits of the heavens and the earth that were in contact with it were destroyed at the same time.

The whole process has not alarmed others.

Zong Shou took a deep breath, some unbelievable, looking at his hands.

It is hard to believe that these blows can be compared with the one-day attack of the spiritual law.

Half a day later, Zong Shoufang waved his hand slightly. Above the small courtyard, a cloud was formed immediately, and the drizzle fell, causing the ground that burned into magma to cool rapidly.

There are two hands to seal, a mouthful of words in the mouth, and a word "start"!

In the direction of the four sides, the wall that turned into powdered powder was once again pulled up.

Almost every thread, every gap, is as before. Later, the houses in the courtyard are also one-to-one structures.

This is the 'art of stone structure' in the spiritual law, mostly used to arrange. Although Zong Shou did not understand the character, he used his realm. At this moment, using this technique to reconstruct this broken single hospital is also handy.

However, in a half-time, the first courtyard of this character was restored as usual.

It’s just those furniture, there are various kinds of fire goose down, such as the bed, but Zong Shou can’t be restored anymore.

"I am coming back from the snow, I am afraid I am going crazy -"

Looking at the empty room, Zong Shou could not help but sigh. This time, the performance of the supernatural superposition, the price paid, even the self is also a pain.

The wealth of the equivalent of 1,500 fourth-order beast crystals has evaporated.

Speaking of it, it seems that the first snow is coming back soon.

Thinking about it with his head, Zong Shou decided to take a break from his front and leave the scene first.

After leaving the first courtyard of the word, Zong Shou went straight to the direction of the Tibetan B building.

The change in his own soul, it is estimated that only the old man can answer him.

Even if this Korean brother is not clear, he can contact him in Zongmenli for several holy people.

The twelve Tibetan Buddhist scriptures are on the southernmost side of the Cangsheng Palace, just passing through several halls. Along the corridor, all the way, but I saw that there are beautiful women like clouds, flowers, red and green, and the fragrance is bursting. Each of them is a fairy-like figure, slim and stylish.

The three six-doors of Cangsheng Road are said to be mostly passed down by the confidantes of the scorpion. Therefore, the female disciples in the door almost accounted for nearly 70%.

Each is beautiful, even the most common, placed outside, it can be regarded as a rare beauty.

This way in the past, let Zong Shou be a feast for the eyes. This is basically the only benefit that he has joined the sacred road, except for the mysterious gold book.

The face is made up of a gentleman, and the eyes are not squinting. Twilight is a four-scan scan, and his body measurements, with his old experience, can be instantly obtained.

Sigh again, compared to this sin. What kind of beauty contest in the afterlife is slag!

It is a pity that I am now a famous person. I can only hope that the flowers will be sighed and I will have an eye addiction.

He was stunned and stunned, and between the thoughts, he suddenly appeared the long-lost figure.

The distracting thoughts in Zongshou’s heart were all eliminated immediately. There are also a few colors in the face, and the woman’s image is now appearing more and more frequently, and when I am sleeping, I will dream.

Anger wants to forget, but he can't always do it.

I always feel that I can't live with others. In my mind, there is always another voice saying that if she even herself, she will forget her. Then who else will remember her in this world?

His eyes gradually lost focus, and he was incomparably awkward. Just subconscious, walking forward. Until the ear, suddenly there were a few laughs full of flirtatious feelings, and then I woke up.

Looking around, I found myself at the moment, and I don’t know when I walked into an unusually fascinating flower.

Surrounded by three-coloured flowers, it exudes a touch of aroma. And beside him, the beauty is still there. But at this moment, it is a different kind of moving. There seems to be some change in the dress, slightly exposed, and the white skin seems to be magnetic, which firmly attracts his attention.

At this time, a flame was ignited, and within the consciousness, it was almost completely occupied by an impulse. I can't wait to rush to the moment and throw these beautiful people to the ground. Then slammed the ground and shredded their dresses.

Zong Shouwei raised an eyebrow, and the word "net" and "illusion" in the soul of the soul is a great radiance. Only in a moment, from the illusion, got out of it.

"Is it illusory? Don't you know that Zong's Tianhu bloodline is inherently resistant to the illusion of the world?"

It is quite meaningful, looking at the three-color flower. More than just illusion, there are drugs to use.

I remember that yesterday, when he passed by, he had never seen this kind of spirit.

These same door, it seems that they can't help it. These fascinating means, not surprisingly, are mostly from the Seven Lingzong.

The sect of the sacred road that was slandered as the sorcerer's lord -

interesting!

Between the lips of Zong Shou, but a glimpse of a smile, to look at the eyes, look around.

The number of women around this is a charm of the secret. It is not a slap in the face, it is a showy. Every move, but with a touch of elegant rhyme.

"This is the Seven Spirits Charm? Good ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ charming but not kinky, won the true rhyme -"

The subconscious uttered a word of praise, the number of women around, but this moment is instantly discolored.

Zong Shou gently glanced at the sleeves of his robes, and the three-color flowers on the side were shattered.

Turned into a piece of dust, shrouded away to the female disciples of these seven Lingzong. Several women are subconsciously trying to resist, but they only feel that their bodies are suddenly numb, and they can't help but breathe, and all those pollen are inhaled into the abdomen. In the meantime, the color of the face rose red, and among the beautiful, there was a glimmer of fire. The eyes are like silk, and the chest is swollen. Under the abdomen, it is itchy into the bone marrow, and the emptiness is incomparable. I can’t wait for the men who used to make them quite annoyed, hold them in their arms, and knead them.

"I talk about autumn as a person, always like to use his own way, but also to cure his own body. Little lessons, still hope a few, in the future, do not want to see strange!"

After the talk, Zong Shou has no intention of nostalgia, throwing these women down. Go to this park and go to another place.

Passing through a low wood forest, I heard a soft woman singing.

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