"Which so many useless words just want to shock me to death with a broken picture? It’s more like the Lord Xiao’s coming." Mo Wen was arrogant and extremely cold-eyed, and generate painted Ji by hand, and then Ling Feidu shot out nine flame magic stones and blasted them into the "Jinxiu Jiangshan" god figure.
Mo Wen moves like the wind, and the black scales armor overflows past the battle clouds and directly enters the god figure.
At the same time, Guo Yi roared like a dragon’s angry songs, directly incarnating a black-and-white two-color dragon roaring into the "Shura Purgatory" god figure.
These two divine pictures were written by a holy painter from the Ministry of Heaven and Industry. Although they were abandoned, they also belonged to the Taoist level.
Even if it’s two pictures, there is a forbidden heaven array with different war power.
The changing clouds are overwhelming, and the rain and flash meet, and the anger and wind tear the emperor and the emperor’s capital, and it becomes foggy again.
Although these are two pictures of gods, they are self-contained in the world. In the pictures of gods, bodies are everywhere, and blood is everywhere. When a yellow corpse is flowing, there are bones floating in the river, and ghosts wandering around are really like practicing purgatory.
"The competition for the giant fairy pen has become more and more fierce. This time, even the half-step Taoist master has taken the initiative and brought the Taoist device to the second emperor. It seems that he will win."
"Xiao Jingling and Xiao Zhanyun are both killing gods, splendid gods and shura gods. I don’t know how many Yingjie will be killed in the earthquake. Mo Wen and Guo Yi are all wizards who go against the world. It is likely that they will die today before they enter the real road."
"Although the two of them are amazing in talent, the training time is too short, and Xiao Jingling and Xiao Xiaoyun are also geniuses. Besides, they have been practicing for more than 3,000 years, and they are many times stronger than the average half-step Taoist master. Plus, they have a magical figure of their combat power."
"Guo Yi may be killed by God’s plan without a strong backer, but Mo Wen will never be killed. Don’t forget the half-day cliff. It is estimated that even if it is strong as Xiao’s family, it can’t easily offend."
In the picture of the gods, the light flashes and the blood gas permeates. This is a rare picture of the Taoist priest’s pen. Even if the picture is abandoned, it is still powerful. It is inexplicable that the stars are burned and the virtual roots are broken. It is not something that the star owner can resist.
The scarcity of Daoqi is much more precious than the materials needed to forge Daoqi, and it takes a long time to forge a Daoqi. Even if it is refined for 10,000 years, the average person may not be able to shape Daoqi.
Some Taoist masters may not be able to make Tao devices, but also Xiao family can have such a big arm that half a step Taoist masters can have Tao devices. Of course, from the other side, it can be seen that Xiao Jingling and Xiao Zhanyun’s talents have indeed been affirmed, otherwise they are not qualified to have a god map.
Guo Yi buried the heavenly sword by hand. At this time, he was already in the body of the shura god. In the picture, the feet were bloody, and there were bones crawling out of the soil, flying in the ghost air, as if being drawn by a shape rule and making a crazy attack.
Tai Chi Fairy Seal flew out of Xianmen and turned into a Tai Chi map. All the dead creatures were shattered in succession, and even the land in the Shura God Map was shaken and rolled, and the mountains and rivers changed, and the strata fractured and the blood clouds were scattered.
"Tai Chi Immortal Seal is actually Tai Chi Immortal Seal. It’s so small that I look down on your old husband to pick you up in person."
Shaw war cloud directly rushed into the shura god figure holding a latosolic red star foot virtual cloud body such as Youlong tai chi fairy seal crashed to the ground.
Although he is white-haired and senile, he is full of energy and strong blood gas, and he is comparable to black dragon day by day.
Guo Yi cold hum a thumb-sized flame spirit bead flew to the palm of his hand. This spirit bead became bigger and bigger after the noon star was hit.
Every time the volume is doubled, the temperature will be doubled. When the diameter reaches 1000 meters, the temperature will be comparable to the third variable fire. When the diameter reaches 10000 meters, the temperature will be equivalent to the fourth variable fire.
In the afternoon, the diameter of the star continued to grow, reaching 30 thousand meters, and the temperature was so terrible that even Guo Yi himself had a feeling that he would be self-immolated if he controlled it by law.
"It’s no wonder that the midday stars all call the scariest star 30,000 meters in diameter so powerful. If it is restored to the star volume, wouldn’t it burn a star?"
Guo Yi secretly lose at the same time, Xiao Zhanyun is even more amazed. He clearly feels that the shura god figure seems to be lit by the noon star, and his body seems to be baked to melt.
"It’s the afternoon star. It’s so precious!" Xiao Zhanyun repeatedly retreated, unwilling to confront Guo Yi head-on, and wanted to quit the magic map and play the ultimate forbidden method to erase the afternoon stars.
Guo Yi holds the huge noon star speed with one hand. Is it Xiao Zhanyun that can be compared? In an instant, he will chase the stars and fly out with the hot and high temperature of the melting iron.
Xiao Zhanyun felt that a large piece of hot sex was blowing on his face and instantly burned his robe into fly ash. He wanted to put the source stars in his body against the afternoon stars, but the source stars had not yet flown out of his body, and all his flesh and blood melted into liquid, and then even his bones were burned up.
A statue of Lord Tao, who has been famous for thousands of years, has lost his life like this. There is nothing left in the picture, and there is a final cry that echoes in the air. The picture of Shura is bleak and holds up half the sky.
Xiao Zhanyun died!
"Boom!"
At noon, when the stars hit the ground, they fell towards the square as if they were going to burn through the shura gods.
This is a Taoist instrument, and Guo Yi didn’t want it to be destroyed, so the star became the size of a thumb and flew into the fairy gate with a stroke of the palm of his hand.