Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

When! The spear flies back when it is hit by the mourning stick. Feng Yimo's body moves back two steps, and cries out that it's a pity. It's also a top-grade magic weapon. His cultivation limits the power of the spear. However, he is not discouraged. Instead, he pats the insect bag, flies out with a cloud of ice bees and flies to friar Yuanying, surnamed bu.

What? Can you control the demon insects? Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, dodged the attack of the bone puppet. Hearing the hum, he looked up and was shocked. What's the origin of this boy? Why is it another bug fix?

"Ziyun fire!"

The friar, surnamed Bu Yuanying, shook his arms, and a purple flame rose from him, like a purple curtain, to meet the grimace ice bee. He wanted to use the purple cloud fire to resist the grimace ice bee.

Feng Yimo sneers in his heart that Ziyun fire is much lower than Shura black flame. Even Shura black flame takes half a column of incense time to burn down the third level middle level grimace ice bee. What's more, it's the third level high level grimace ice bee. Sure enough, each grimace ice bee has three pairs of wings and one fan. It's not afraid to break through the siege of Ziyun fire and rush to the friar named Yuanying.

Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was startled. It was the first time that he saw a bee that was not afraid of fire. He quickly flashed out more than 30 feet, and his face was cloudy and sunny. He reached out for a move, whizzed back with his mourning stick, and aimed at the grimace ice bee that continued to come!

Poop, poop!

The mourning stick exerts the power of top-grade magic weapon against the ghost face ice bee. The shadow of the stick is heavy, forming a screen of shadow of the stick. The ghost face ice bee is shot down one after another, but there are too many of them to win in a short time. Moreover, the six bone puppets take the opportunity to surround the friar named Yuanying and launch a fierce attack.

"Little thief, you deceive too much!" Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was furious. With a roar, his hands were slightly open, and seven long guns appeared, forming a seven star gun array. As soon as the gun array came out, it radiated powerful power and instantly smashed a ghost puppet!

It's the seven star killing array!

Feng Yimo was surprised. At this time, he had already determined that friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was a master of weapon refining. He did not hesitate to wave his hands, and the remaining nine bone piercing spears flew out one after another. Almost in an instant, he set up the ground spear spear array, because each bone piercing spear was the base of the array!

"Also try my spear spear spear array!" Wind Yi Mo roars.

This is a big surprise for friar Bu Yuanying. How can this boy have a gun array, and the number is bigger than his own? How can you control so many magic weapons?

As soon as the spear stabbing gun array came out, ten bone penetrating guns broke through the air. From the bottom to the top, they blocked the seven star killing gun array of friar Bu Yuanying. They could not continue to destroy the bone puppets.

The friar named Bu Yuanying looks up and screams. His hair and beard dance wildly. Since he started with Yi Mo, he seems to have been suppressed and beaten by this boy, which makes him very subdued. When did the friar in the middle of Tang Yuanying become so passive?

Then he made a move that surprised Feng Yimo: as soon as he inhaled hard, Ziyun fire, which was trying to stop the grimace ice bee, was sucked into the mouth of friar Yuan Ying Bu, and then it seemed to be a human shaped flamethrower. The Ziyun fire was ejected from his mouth, and the temperature suddenly increased by several times. The line of fire swept out, and the bone puppet burst in the fire Come on, it's all over the place!

Wind Yi Mo took a breath of cool air, what magic power is this? So powerful!

Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, solved the problem of harassing his bone puppet all the time. Then, on the burning mourning stick, the power of the burning mourning stick suddenly increased, killing the grimace ice bee, causing heavy casualties.

Wind Yi Mo heartache unceasingly, hastily received the grimace ice bee, a point out: "Yin and Yang refers to!"

Black and white fingers suddenly flew out and went straight to the friar named Yuanying.

Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was surprised again. He had just solved the problem of bone puppets and spirit insects. How could there be a finger awn that he had never seen before? Although Yin and Yang fingertips haven't hit him yet, he feels a sense of uneasiness and crisis from them. This finger is not simple!

How many tricks does this little guy have?

There was no time to think about it. As soon as his wrist shook, a diamond shield appeared to protect his body. However, the Yin and Yang fingers suddenly split into two, one black and one white. They drew an arc in the air and attacked from both sides.

Unable to defend himself, friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, only had time to move his shield slightly to block the white finger awn. He felt that the shield in his hand was shocked violently, as if it was alive, and devoured the aura around him. As a result, the powerful aura broke several cracks, and his spirit suddenly lost and became scrap iron.

There was no time to be surprised. Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, moved quickly to avoid the black finger awn. Unexpectedly, the black finger awn suddenly burst out, and countless black flames spread like stars in tens of feet of space. Suddenly, friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was infected with several sparks and screamed.

"You, you even have spirit flame?" Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was shocked to see feng Yimo: "who are you?"

Feng Yimo now has a headache and consumes more than half of his spiritual power. He used to use a lot of divine knowledge to control bone puppets and grimace ice bees. Now he has to control the spear spear spear array and Shura black core flame, which has exceeded his load. Fortunately, he finally hurt friar Yuan Ying, surnamed bu.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you are going to die!" Feng Yimo swallows a pill of sanzhuan ninghun pill and goes to friar Yuanying, surnamed bu."I'll fight with you!" Knowing that Feng Yimo would not let him go, friar Bu Yuanying recalled the mourning stick. Regardless of the flame on his body, a mouthful of blood essence spurted out. The mourning stick trembled violently and turned into a ten Zhang size. He aimed at Feng Yimo and roared heavily!

Feng Yimo seemed to have expected that friar Yuanying, surnamed Bu, would have such a skill. He threw out three bone puppets to block the seven star killing array, grabbed them through the empty space, and flew back like lightning with ten bone penetrating guns. Suddenly, he turned into a dark long gun with a length of 12 feet, and stabbed the mourning stick in front of him!

A loud noise, wind B ink Deng Deng Deng was shocked back more than ten steps, the corner of the mouth bleeding, but also successfully blocked the mourning stick to hit.

The best magic weapon? Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was stunned. After a set of top-grade magic weapons were combined, they even reached the power of top-grade magic weapons. It's unbelievable. Who is this guy?

Just as he was in a daze, the black scale needle appeared in front of him like a ghost. Monk Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, only had time to lean slightly. The black scale needle shot in from his left shoulder, flew out from his back, and disappeared.

"Good, good! I didn't expect that I could hurt you in your hands. I underestimated you! " The friar, surnamed Bu Yuanying, had a ferocious face, covered his shoulder with his right hand, and with a flame on his body, he went to fengyimo like a ghost.

At this time, Feng Yimo was completely supported by the bone penetrating gun. He didn't fall to the ground. His divine sense was exhausted and he could no longer use any magic weapon.

Bang bang!

Three times, the bone puppet didn't resist the seven star killing array, and was stirred into pieces.

"Boy, who are you?" Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, stopped five feet in front of Feng Yi Mo, looked at him quietly and asked.

"Wind Yi ink, loose repair one." Feng Yimo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his hand. The mourning stick that just flew to the front of his eyes landed with a clatter. The seven long guns of the seven star killing array that flew to the middle of the flight also fell to the ground. Without the support of spiritual power, the magic weapon is all soldiers.