Wu Po Jiuxiao

Chapter 790 Transformation! ! "Brahma...I'll wait for you..." It was still the same voice!But Ye Fantian only felt the familiarity of this voice, but never thought of the owner of this voice. "Who is calling me in my heart?" Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang... The wonderful sound of weapons resounded again, and the distant and desolate voice slowly appeared: "Is it said that there is no clothes? I am in the same robe as my son." .Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear. I have the same hatred with my son! How can I say that I have no clothes? I have the same lust as my son. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear..." "Wolves..." Ye Fantian finally began to think lost that memory. "Wolf pack, my 36 brothers!" "Brahma...don't forget me, go find me in Xuenv Palace!" The woman's voice came out again... "Yu'er...?!" growled in a low voice .The severe pain in the body seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment, and when the eyes were closed, countless phantoms began to appear one after another, and the countless injuries seemed to be slaughtered in his heart again and again as if they were real.But Ye Fantian's body turned into a Buddha who practiced penance, and countless pure lands formed around him. "My will, my martial arts, split the world, omnipotent, nothing can shake me..." Will!Budo!No match! !Ye Fantian suddenly realized in his heart!The mystery of heaven and earth seems to have begun to bloom a wonderful lotus, a holy lotus! !Rays of holy light began to appear, among the thousands of milky white brilliance, the holy aura made people want to worship.The Dazizai Guangming Holy Bead slowly appeared on Ye Fantian's body, sending out a breath of killing demons.The dry posture on the body is gradually recovering. "Hahaha... Ye Fantian, are you stupid? Didn't you see that I was playing with your woman? Look, the person who calls me the happiest is your own sister..." That's disgusting The voice emerged again.Tsk... two astonishing brilliance burst out from Ye Fantian's eyes.The face is peaceful, as if it is a great Buddha who has enlightened. "All active dharmas are like dreams and bubbles. They are like dew and electricity, so they should be viewed in this way." During the epiphany, mysterious voices can be heard... A trace of white thunder gathered in Ye Fantian's eyes: "No matter who you are, No matter what these phantoms you created are for, but you obviously made me angry." Ye Fantian said in a low voice.There were some strange fluctuations in the voice, as if it was the roar of a god. Although it was low, it contained supreme depression. "My woman, every woman is the favorite in my heart, you are not allowed to blaspheme, but everything in front of me makes me very uncomfortable... You should never, never take my dearest People are the people you blaspheme in the illusion." Ye Fantian's voice was like a cold wind like the twelfth lunar month, icy cold.The face of the God of Glory changed slightly: "Ye Fantian, what are you talking about? What illusion, everything in front of you is real." Looking at the God of Glory who was in a panic, Ye Fantian showed a faint smile on his face. His coldness: "My woman, I know best, the women around you, although they look exactly like my beloved, but they don't have the slightest spirituality, which cannot be created by your illusion no matter what. "Chapter 790 Nine transformations! ! "Brahma...I'll wait for you..." It was still the same voice!But Ye Fantian only felt the familiarity of this voice, but never thought of the owner of this voice. "Who is calling me in my heart?" Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang... The wonderful sound of weapons resounded again, and the distant and desolate voice slowly appeared: "Is it said that there is no clothes? I am in the same robe as my son." .Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear. I have the same hatred with my son! How can I say that I have no clothes? I have the same lust as my son. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear..." "Wolves..." Ye Fantian finally began to think lost that memory. "Wolf pack, my 36 brothers!" "Brahma...don't forget me, go find me in Xuenv Palace!" The woman's voice came out again... "Yu'er...?!" growled in a low voice .The severe pain in the body seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment, and when the eyes were closed, countless phantoms began to appear one after another, and the countless injuries seemed to be slaughtered in his heart again and again as if they were real.But Ye Fantian's body turned into a Buddha who practiced penance, and countless pure lands formed around him. "My will, my martial arts, split the world, omnipotent, nothing can shake me..." Will!Budo!No match! !Ye Fantian suddenly realized in his heart!The mystery of heaven and earth seems to have begun to bloom a wonderful lotus, a holy lotus! !Rays of holy light began to appear, among the thousands of milky white brilliance, the holy aura made people want to worship.The Dazizai Guangming Holy Bead slowly appeared on Ye Fantian's body, sending out a breath of killing demons.The dry posture on the body is gradually recovering. "Hahaha... Ye Fantian, are you stupid? Didn't you see that I was playing with your woman? Look, the person who calls me the happiest is your own sister..." That's disgusting The voice emerged again.Tsk... two astonishing brilliance burst out from Ye Fantian's eyes.The face is peaceful, as if it is a great Buddha who has enlightened. "All active dharmas are like dreams and bubbles. They are like dew and electricity, so they should be viewed in this way." During the epiphany, mysterious voices can be heard... A trace of white thunder gathered in Ye Fantian's eyes: "No matter who you are, No matter what these phantoms you created are for, but you obviously made me angry." Ye Fantian said in a low voice.There were some strange fluctuations in the voice, as if it was the roar of a god. Although it was low, it contained supreme depression. "My woman, every woman is the favorite in my heart, you are not allowed to blaspheme, but everything in front of me makes me very uncomfortable... You should never, never take my dearest People are the people you blaspheme in the illusion." Ye Fantian's voice was like a cold wind like the twelfth lunar month, icy cold.The face of the God of Glory changed slightly: "Ye Fantian, what are you talking about? What illusion, everything in front of you is real." Looking at the God of Glory who was in a panic, Ye Fantian showed a faint smile on his face. His coldness: "My woman, I know best, the women around you, although they look exactly like my beloved, but they don't have the slightest spirituality, which cannot be created by your illusion no matter what. "