MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section VIII, the trouble is big [first more]
Wei Sheng's sword, the **** sword is like a rushing river, such as the waterfall, firmly locked the elders.
The rich **** smell made the elders frown, and his eyes fixed on the witty sword in Wei Sheng's hands.
That piece...not a product!
I am afraid that the Taikoo Excalibur is better than Kunlun.
The elders were a little shocked. Kunlun’s search for the Taikoo Excalibur was shocking. Moreover, he knew how much Kunlun paid for Lin’s hand. Wei Sheng's hand in this blood sword, the essence of the sword is far less than the Taikoo Excalibur, but the murderous weight, I do not know how much blood has been consumed to form.
Unexpectedly, there are still such weapons in the world!
The murderous anger of Wei Sheng’s body and the expression of some evil spirits are extremely abnormal.
Does the sword spirit win?
Wei Sheng will be the determined person, never, unless he takes the initiative to lead the sword into the body...
In a twinkling of an eye, the elders would think clearly and be more cautious in their eyes. Wei Sheng, a teenager, he is somewhat admired. On the talent, among the young people the great elders have seen, Wei Sheng is afraid that even the top 50 will not come. But Wei Sheng has a steel-like will, a tenacious spirit, and can have such achievements.
His will has penetrated into his body.
Such a body can withstand more powerful forces.
Between the electric and the flint, countless thoughts flashed in the mind of the elders, but he was not afraid in his heart. Regardless of whether they are left or not, Wei Sheng is not enough. Their accumulation is far from perfect. It seems to be very powerful, but there is still a line from the real **** level.
Don't underestimate the thin line of hair, but it is a day-to-day change. The understanding of Heaven and Earth Avenue is not at all on one level!
The power of pure power can play a role that is not as big as they think.
You are too small to look at the god-level powerhouse!
Numerous brown gods, drilled out of the soil under the feet of the elders, grow up like vines.
A wall of gods rose from his feet.
The Pentium’s Sword Falls crashed into the wall of the gods.
boom!
A loud noise shook the ears.
Countless swords splashed around, and the thin wall of the gods, but it did not move, no matter how the sword meant to collide, it did not move. It is like a hard reef on the seashore. No matter how fierce the raging waves are, it will only collapse into countless drops of water without causing any harm to it.
Hey!
The ground at the bottom of the gods quickly appeared as a spider-like crack, and the crack spread outward at an alarming rate.
Boom!
The sword's intentional and fierce collision, and finally the wall of the gods trembled. The face of the elders changed slightly, and the light in the eyes flashed away, and the figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
boom!
The wall of the gods was finally unbearable and shattered.
The fierce sword of the rushing, heavy hit on the ground.
The raging **** sword river, like a knife tofu, effortlessly fell into the ground. Rumble, violent vibration, coming from the depths of the earth.
A huge crater that is more than ten miles away appears on the ground.
The elders narrowed their eyes and their hearts were lost.
What sword is that? How can you have such a pure power?
The power of the Taikoo Excalibur is that the sword is pure and pure, and the king is in the world, and everything is surrendered!
However, this sword...the sword is far from being the top, but it is really amazing that such a violent and violent and unreasonable force!
Could it be that a legendary name emerged in his mind.
The elders stared at the sword in the hands of Wei Sheng, and the light in his eyes skyrocketed!
However, at this time, Mori's cold murder shrouded him. He was cold and subconsciously, and a **** pattern appeared behind him.
Ping!
The gods are broken like glass.
The elders were shocked, and they were a **** pattern.
hiss!
The **** pattern is like paper, and it is cut effortlessly, with a touch of purple awning, and his body flashes past. Suddenly killing the machine, it stirred his skin with a fine layer of cockroaches.
Before he could wait for a counterattack, a purple mang suddenly rushed toward him.
The elders looked dignified and pointed.
A **** pattern appeared out of thin air.
Purple mans did not enter the gods, but did not cut the gods, the gods seem to be soft and incomparable flowers, even a combination, the purple shadow wrapped up!
The elders’ minds are just moving, and the gods are inseparable.
A gray figure entangled in a chain appeared in front of him.
His pupils suddenly shrank.
Undead!
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Zongru has a low eyebrow, and the hair must be grayed out at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skinny figure can be blown down like a gust of wind, but the eyes become brighter and clearer.
Numerous finger-sized verses circle around him.
The lotus mark on the forehead shined brightly, slowly flew out of his forehead and landed on the ground, turning it into a lotus flower that was a little bigger than the futon. The lotus is lifelike and tender.
When Zongru raised his foot, the lotus would automatically reach his foot. He set foot on the lotus and sat cross-legged.
Every verse, suddenly a flame of fire, a willingness to fire!
Zong Ruo has a smile and no pain.
The fire of willingness to ignite is his heart.
Abandon the Buddha to die!
Zong Ruhe’s gaze is light but firm. Even now, he has become the first meditation in the world, but his original intention has never changed.
Take the golden body, protect the adults around!
Every verse is burning in the fire, and an amazing force is injected into his body.
The lotus flower underneath is also burning his body like a fire. His look is calm, there is no pain, and the faint Zen heart is like a burning fire!
When all the scriptures are burned out.
When the lotus roots under the force are also burning into ash.
Zongru’s strength in the body also climbed to the extreme, and his mouth raised a smile. There is no such thing as a meditation of great virtues on weekdays, but it is faintly visible that the hills will only be a fist and a young man’s sincere and honest smile.
Adults, fight side by side!
He took a deep breath, hehe, the air twitched, and the long inhalation sounded, just like a mountain monster waking up to breathe.
A touchless incitement, gathered in his right fist.
"drink!"
Exhale and open, like a thunder.
A fist rushed toward the big elders in the sky!
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Staring at the ghosts of the big elders, the warning signs suddenly disappeared. He felt a move in his heart, but he was surprised to find that his own air was like a weird swamp with a weird sticky force.
this is……
He browed, his hands were sham, and a sacred pattern appeared. Hey, the space around him immediately sounded a dense pop. The whole body was light, and then the gods flashed under his feet. His body shape disappeared from the place and appeared in the air not far away.
Willingness!
How can there be such a strong will!
The elders were shocked. He turned his face and stared at the figure on the ground that kept his punching position.
It was once the Hanging Temple, and absolutely no one has such a strong will! The elders' faces are uncertain, and there are many battles between Tianhuan and Hangkong Temple for many years. Everyone knows very well. These old guys have never had such a strong will!
The elders saw it at a glance, and Zong was burning with willingness.
Willingness is a very special and extremely embarrassing force.
At the level of the elders, the willingness of the world to understand is not so mysterious in his eyes. But this does not mean that he is willing to get contaminated. The so-called wish is the desire. To form a foundation of willingness, what is needed is the strongest desire, and that is the heart. Another principle of willingness is sacrifice, which means that in order to obtain this desire, it is willing to sacrifice the power to abandon others.
There are two reasons why power is strong. One is the heart and the other is abandoned. Directly pointing to the heart, people will never be lost, abandoned more extreme, and interrupted. The more clear and quiet the heart is, the more it is abandoned, the greater the willingness to produce.
Even a god-level master is very jealous of this power.
Because this is not the power of heaven and earth, this is the power of man!
Such a strong will, this guy...
Trouble!
The willingness is enough to make people feel troublesome. This guy actually burns his willingness directly. Is there such a thing?
The elders gave birth to strong impulsive impulses.
He suddenly found out that his situation seemed to get a little bad.
Zuo Mo’s strength is the strongest, but it is clear that his state is not too good, in the middle of lucidity and ambiguity. And Wei Sheng is much more dangerous. If he is really a **** sword in his hand, there will be big trouble today. Undead punishment, something that has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, appeared in front of him, and the elders hardly believed in their own eyes. Now add a Zongru who burns willingness, and when you think about it, it makes people feel a little headache.
Suddenly thought, there are two guys!
He couldn't help but turn his face and his face quickly darkened.
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In the eyes of the pity, the two rounds of the moon flashed, and the lazy charm of the week was not seen, only the strong edge and the sense of danger. Two meniscus earrings, creaking.
And the deep red dress, the money comes from, a strong sense of oppression, oncoming.
Behind her, a silvery crescent moon, shiny flow.
The power of the moon is not a flame, but a cold moonlight like a stream of water. The icy moonlight inflammation spurred her every nerve.
She still looks as usual, is inductive, the sky is full of a full moon, a touch of solid moonlight, projected from the full moon, and fell on the child.
She can feel the subtle connection between the full moon and her, and the moon full of moons is continually immersed in her body, immersed in the cold moonlight.
The strength of the body is growing rapidly.
She is as powerful as ever.
Suddenly, she was sensational and looked up at the full moon in the sky.
The full moon suddenly turned bright, and suddenly sprayed countless moons, I saw a silver moon line, hanging from the full moon.
In the blink of an eye, countless months of the line are low, like a gauze, covering the entire central plain.
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