Heavenly God Mnemonic

Everyone was affected by this beating force, and their heart was embarrassed. Many demon heads were directly shattered under the fist of this magician.

Yang Xuanzang's face turned pale, astonished: "He uses the power of the bodhi heart of the early days to blend into the fist of the true devil and the holy appearance. Each punch is like a heartbeat of the bodhi of the early days, and at the same time there is an incomparable fist. Under the combination of the two, it is an almost invincible attack."

"Punch!"

Two punches blasted out again.

In front of Honglin, numerous cracks appeared in the barrier of Tai Yi Jun Du Fu Yuan Tu condensed.

"Cracking."

"boom!"

The barrier shattered instantly.

The tyrannical fist swept down, and instantly blasted Hong Lin's body.

"Boom!"

The eternal body was directly blown up and burst into countless flames.

Molun's pupils shrank and shouted, and his eight arms waved at the same time. A piece of magical thunder light appeared on each palm. There was a "cracking" energy link to each other, forming a huge magic light energy cover.

Then with a wave of eight arms, the energy shield disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, it appeared directly in the void in front of it, slammed down, and suppressed all six phantom flames.

In the entire burst of magic sea, all the demons were shocked, and they were all shocked by this terrifying move.

The six phantom flames below sensed the crisis, and hurriedly flew toward the middle, condensed together to form a fire lotus, with a lot of light.

And Lianzhong spear light rushed up to break this energy shield.

"Humph!" Mo Lun sneered and said coldly: "If you break it down like this, does the old man still have the face to mix in this universe?"

His face flashed with mocking expression, raised his hand and grabbed, the huge energy shield instantly shrank, forming the appearance of a Bodhi seed, suppressing the fall.

"Boom!"

The Moguang Bodhi collided with the spear light and the red lotus, making the universe tremble, and countless energy and time and space were torn apart, extremely terrifying.

Hong Xiao yelled: "Everyone will take action together! This demon is much stronger than expected."

He suddenly unfolded thousands of feathers behind him, and countless worlds were transformed into a terrible punch. Then he pinched his left hand and drew a circle in front of him. The strange powers bloomed in different colors, all blended into this punch.

Several branches of the Protoss have dedicated their life and supernatural powers to form the Wuji Pavilion. After comprehending the minds of other tribes, Hong Xiao has realized a way to return to the true magic of Wuji.

Based on the true tactics of the red race, and embellished by the other tribes, the possible forces are merged together to form a power that surpasses the true tactics of the red race itself.

After the fist light merged several colors, the red light faded a lot, turning to the original white, but when it was half transformed, it stopped.

This is Hong Xiao's entire comprehension on the Promise Truth.

"Boom!"

The power of that fist of pale red light blasted out instantly and hit Molun.

Dongfang Wu and Mo Jinghong also shot one after another, all attacking desperately.

Yang Xuanzang shouted, smashing all the demon heads around to death, and then shook the sky in one stroke, slashing violently.

Other warriors also took action, and in an instant, more than a dozen tyrannical forces shattered the world.

"Hehe, dozens of dozens to one, is there still fairness and justice in this world? No wonder Master Brahma wants to destroy the world and be born again."

In the void, light flashed, and several figures appeared.

The head of the person was Fu Zhen, with a hint of sarcasm rising from the corner of his mouth.

When the magic talisman flashed in the air, it turned into a dragon shape, directly spreading its teeth and claws, and pounced on those attacks.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

More than a dozen attacks were cancelled out instantly.

The dark shadows behind Fu Zhen flashed out at the same time, killing Yang Xuanzang and the others.

"Haha, Brother Fu Zhen, it's really timely!"

Molun was ecstatic.

Fu Zhen smiled and said, "Since you are working for Master Fanwu, Master Fanwu will naturally not let you fight alone."

Mo Lun squinted his eyes and shot a dark light in his pupils, and said, "Is that right? Brother Fu Zhen is on the stage at this time. It will not be for the sake of picking up the bargain. I will take the Tai Yijun Du Fu Yuantu that I will soon succeed. Let's go?"

"Haha", Fu Zhen laughed and said: "I am purely to help the adults, and I have no two intentions. Anything from anyone here, as long as the adults want it, I will never **** it."

Only then did Mo Lun relax his mind and say with great joy: "Okay!"

He swung his eight arms wildly, and slapped his palm forward. The palm was imprinted on the Bodhi, and it slowly sank to suppress Honglin.

Hong Xiao was in a hurry, and was about to make another move. With a sway in front of him, he slashed with a sharp blade.

In surprise, he shook his figure quickly and hid.

But the brocade robe and hair were still cut in half by the sharp air.

Hong Xiao fixed his eyes and said in anger, "Master Wushuang!"

The person in front of him is the former host of the Eastern Universe League Wushuangshi. On the original pure face, a touch of black appeared, and the skin all over his body showed faint signs of blackening. The pupils were as dark as crystalline carbon, shooting out. Awe-inspiring murderous.

"dead!"

Master Wushuang's eyes flashed, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and he attacked the past.

Hong Xiao was shocked, and hurried back, unwilling to fight with him.

Some other strong men encountered strong opponents and fell into a bitter battle instantly.

In front of Yang Xuanzang appeared an eight-star and thousand-world intermediate warrior, with an eerie aura erupting on his body, his eyes were red and black, his hands clasped his chest, his face full of sarcasm and indifferent murderous aura.

This person stretched out his hand, pointed at Yang Xuanzang, and said, "Today, you, the end!"

Yang Xuanzang's pupils shrank, and his figure suddenly shook and disappeared in place.

The man's face changed suddenly, and the red and black colors in his pupils merged to form a weird symbol, and he hurriedly looked around.

But in an instant, Yang Xuanzang's figure reappeared on the spot again, just flickering, and the eternal romantic dance sky split instantly.

"Shocked to the sky!"

"laugh!"

The imaginary light passes, and everything is shattered.

The eight-star thousand-world intermediate warrior was full of horror and amazement, and cried out, "Impossible!"

"Boom!"

The halberd cut directly from his forehead, and the whole person was split in half.

The bizarre pupils instantly decomposed back to red and black, full of horror and disbelief. A blood line from the center of the eyebrows spread directly to the lower body, and it burst into two with a "bang".

Then Yang Xuanzang stretched out his hand and grabbed the person's soul, stuffed it in his mouth, and ate it.

"Tsk tsk, it's a terrible existence, it finally made you grow to a very tricky level."

Fu Zhen's voice sounded behind Yang Xuan hiding.

Yang Xuanzang's pores were erected all over, and he slashed behind him with a halberd in amazement. It was the fifth form of the Seventh Heavenly Swordsman, Zhao Linyuan!

"Boom!"

Fu Zhen did not retreat, but took out the sword and blocked him.