I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

boom! !

Earth depression.

Fighting against the Buddha, such as the flame meteor, violently hit the temperature of the sky god.

"Frozen." Temperature God is holding a grip on the golden flame monkey king.

Hey! !

Fighting against the Buddha's glare, the body is strangely stopped, like a stone monkey.

Everything is instantaneously quiet.

The essence of temperature is the thermal motion of particles.

Temperature God can control the movement of all particles in the world, including the battle against the Buddha.

He can control the battle to defeat all parts of the Buddha's body, every flesh, every drop of blood, every microscopic particle, dominates all the forces that can move in front of the eye.

"Let everything you have to be silent." The temperature gods faintly opened, and the **** ring on the head suddenly turned into a cold and extremely cool color, once again against the solidified fighting to defeat the Buddha gently.

But the next moment, his face changed.

"Your blood... How could it still be boiling?" The temperature **** is stunned.

He realized that it was not good, and immediately rushed to fight against the Buddha. His hands were like a hot knives, and the force of the law of extreme temperature suddenly slammed against the Buddha's head and heart.

"Since I can resist the low temperature of my death, then I will hack you directly!!"

The moment the hand knife fell.

Fighting against the Buddha's hard as a stone body, suddenly bursting into the infinite golden flame, the action is even faster if the thunder, the golden hoop torn the void, and smashed toward the temperature god.

"Break the gods!!"

Hey! !

The golden hoop sticks with the ingenuity of the strongest to the extreme, and slammed into the chest of the temperature god.

At the same time, the **** of the hand of the **** of the gods melted the armor of the battle against the Buddha, pierced his heart, and instantly burned a blood hole, and even the heart burned.

The temperature of the gods was crushed by the golden hoop, and the body was smashed.

Fighting against the Buddha also fell off the ground and once again pulled out a huge pit on the ground.

This scene seems to be a flat hand, but the resilience of the temperature **** is obviously more terrible. After a few seconds, the smashed chest will return to its original state, but there is a crack in the ring of God.

"Good, is this your dying struggle?"

"Now, let me die!"

The temperature of the gods turned into a hot platinum color, slammed into the battle to defeat the Buddha, the look on his face became crazy, arms open, into the qualification of hugs, seems to want to fight against the Buddha holding burned: " Come, melt in my hot embrace!"

Fighting against the Buddha’s teeth, he threw a string of beads.

There are countless mysterious Sanskrit, such as the torrential rain that rushes to the void.

A plaque is like the strongest fortress, and it will fight against the Buddha.

Bang! !

The temperature of the gods is on the wall of the golden plaque. The highest temperature can't melt the defense. It seems that there is an infinitely bright and powerful compassion that resists the erosion of all harmful forces.

"Hehehe... What is the use of this life-saving card, it just delays the time of your death..." The temperature **** sneered, the hot body is still on the plaque, the "big" type, slow Slowly melt its hard barriers.

He looked at the internal fight to defeat the Buddha, and his mouth had a mocking smile.

"See you, your army has been defeated, all the strong people are running wild, who can save you? The first war Buddha in the Western bliss world, actually fell to build a turtle shell, you really let this God opened his eyes..."

Fighting against the cold condensation of the Buddha, looking at the temperature of the gods.

"I have sent out a distress signal, and soon there will be reinforcements."

"If you don't escape, then wait for the aid to be destroyed!"

The temperature gods heard a word, then laughed.

"Is it destroyed? This is the best laughter I have ever heard. The sky is helping the emperor on the Eastern Front. Which of your candidates is my opponent?"

"Excuse me, any reinforcements are **** in my eyes! How much, how much will I destroy, destroy you desperately, and then burn you alive when you are most desperate!"

The temperature of God is full of disdain and cruelty.

Some of the retreating Kyushu coalition forces saw the sorrowful victory of the Buddha who was trapped by the temperature gods. Some even wanted to go to the rescue, but they were all brought back by the rational creatures.

In the face of the gods of the gods level, this time has passed, there is no difference with sending death.

They all know that this time the battle against the Buddha is likely to fall here.

Tens of millions of squadrons are full of unwillingness and humiliation, and they simply cannot change the status quo.

"Damn! Fighting against the Buddha is actually trapped and dead?" Yunmeng Shadow generally fights with the killing of the gods, while turning his eyes to the distant golden characters, the beauty is full of anxious colors.

Hey! !

Because of a momentary intention, her arm was killed by the **** of the gods.

"Ha ha ha, fight with me, and have a mind to care for others? Kill and kill!" Killing the gods like crazy, crazy waving **** sickle.

Michael, who was fleeing, also found out that the battle against the Buddha, his face suddenly sinking.

Their three candidates are playing with three powers. The gods are extremely difficult. If the battle against the Buddha falls in this battle, how can the next battle be played?

But if you save him...

Michael looked at the **** who was crying and laughing behind him, and the scalp was numb.

He is hard to protect himself now, how can he save it?

The plaque has cracked and began to melt.

The temperature of God is more ridiculous.

"Your reinforcements are coming a little slow. If you go on like this, your reinforcements may not be able to save your body. They should not see you being crushed by me, so after a long look, Just fled?"

Fighting against the Buddha ignores the other party's ridicule and silently accumulates strength.

He has made up his mind, even if he is dead here, he will bite a piece of meat on the other side before he dies, completely abolishing the temperature god!

The Kyushu coalition forces have been defeated, and the process of retreating is the process of massacre.

He must at least hold the temperature god, let the temperature gods not join the camp of the massacre.

Blood flowed all over the land outside Baiqionghai.

One by one, the white feathers, the true devils, the monks, fell in mourning.

Despair began to spread in the Kyushu coalition. ~www.readwn.com~ In this atmosphere, suddenly the coalition forces exclaimed.

"Fast! Look over there!!"

"Oh... my god, what is that?"

"Great, good, hot... is this... nine suns?"

The sentient beings looked up and looked at the growing sun in shock.

The different colors of the sun are getting bigger and bigger in their field of vision, bigger and more dazzling than the sun in the sky, as if to burn everything in the world.

The wonders of the volley of the tenth day appeared in front of the souls of all beings.

When the **** of temperature saw the approaching sun, his face changed slightly. When he saw the little black spot on the sun, his face really changed dramatically.

Fighting against the Buddha laughed: "Our reinforcements are finally here!"