Spiritual Furnace

It turns out that this Divine Ability is derived from the ruins of the mountain range!

“What shit Divine Ability, see Lao Tzu broke you!”

Li Ziwen didn’t care too much, moving toward the old-fashioned monk of the kindness of Corpse Qi, it was a punch.

This punch directly blew through the body of the old monk, but the old monk’s body was made by Corpse Qi, and it was not affected by the hole.

“Amitabha!”

The old monk once again opened the Buddha’s voice like the ghost, and passed it into Li Ziwen’s ear. Li Ziwen really had the urge to become a Buddha.

It suppresses this emotion and screams: “The eight-armed king, tearing him!”

“drink!”

Its behind the vision of the eight-armed king directly hit a punch.

“Hey!”

Immediately, the old monk of Corpse Qi was completely blasted.

“Ghost Ling, your so-called Divine Ability is too weak! Today, you are defeated!”

Li Ziwen sneered to move towards Chu Yan to kill.

Chu Yan is a whisper: “Is it?”

Between the words, I saw that in the face of Li Ziwen, Corpse Qi was instantly condensed, and once again turned into an old monk who was kind and kind.

“Amitabha!

The old monk once again recited the Buddha.

“Not even dead…”

Li Ziwen sees the situation, complexion changes slightly, and again act.

The old monk of Corpse Qi, although there is no means of attack other than the Buddha, but its Corpse Qi body does not know the pain, and is not afraid of damage, unless the whole body is blasted, it will not disappear.

Li Ziwen spent some means and once again bombarded the old monk.

And just a moment ago, he recovered his breath, and it was the Buddha. In front of him, the old monk Phantom of Corpse Qi was once again appeared.

This……

Li Ziwen’s eyes changed, and the old monk of Corpse Qi was like a bone, and it was two times that he couldn’t die.

“Eight arm bone king, give me a crush on him!”

Li Ziwen was completely angry.

Not to mention Li Ziwen, Chu Yan once again sat down in the void, and swallowed a large number of Medicinal Pill. The left arm of the sneak attack by Li Ziwen slowly began to recover with Medicinal Pill, but wanted It’s impossible to recover.

At this moment, Chu Yan’s main thing is to restore Essence Qi because he is beware of a person.

Mingzi Qian!

The mind of Ming Ziqian is absolutely above Li Ziwen and Li Qingzhe. Li Ziwen can make a sneak attack. He is afraid that he can make more sinister and hot things.

“The power of the cultivation base is strong, in my current state, without revealing the identity, except for the life of the fairy, only one move can try!”

Chu Yan’s eyes are ray of light glittering, but this moment she closes her eyes.

A piece of Corpse Qi, starting from the center of the spread, will be wrapped in the center within ten feet.

Look at the other side.

If Li Ziwen is crazy at the moment, the old monk Phantom in front of him will not appear dead ordinary. Every time he blasts, it will appear again and be intact.

At the same time, no matter which one of Li Ziwen moved towards walking, even if the bones are used, the old monk will appear in front of him in an instant.

“boom!”

once!

“boom!”

ten times!

“boom!”

One hundred times!

……

Li Ziwen has smashed the old monk of Corpse Qi a hundred times, but the old monk of Corpse Qi is once again emerging.

“Amitabha……”

……

A Buddha statue continued to ring in Li Ziwen’s ear, and he only felt that he had to collapse.

“Can’t you die? Is this old monk not dead? What to do, what to do…”

At the moment, Li Ziwen’s eyes are revealed

One time! Two times can! Three times, too!

But a hundred times, a full hundred times, still not dead, in the heart of Li Ziwen, this old monk has almost become the existence of immortality.

This is the Divine Ability that Chu Yan has learned from the Eighth Mountain. The Domain of the buddhist cultivation should be endless and endless. The belief in your attachment is not shaken.

But at this moment, a hundred repetitions have made Li Ziwen almost mad.

And all of this, in fact, happened in the time of more than ten interest.

Li Ziwen’s Dao Heart has been shaken a bit.

The onlookers, the hearts of the ones are also the shock, and there are such strange Divine Ability. Their Dao Heart is worse than Li Ziwen. The old monk of the Corpse Qi has long been regarded as invincible.

“Ming Ziqian, are you still not waiting?”

At this moment, Li Ziwen Dao Heart screamed when he was unstable.

In his heart, Spiritual Light is also alive. As long as the ghost is defeated, this Divine Ability may be dissipated in an instant. At this moment, Li Qingzhe is defeated, he can’t act, but he must rely on the meditation.

Nian Ziqian did not attack, but looked at Chu Yan and said with a smile: “Ghost Fellow Daoist, Li Qingzhe has been defeated, and Li Ziwen has been trapped by your Divine Ability. Now I am afraid that only Ming himself has acted, I don’t know Fellow Daoist. , whether or not with a certain battle, if not, the ghost Fellow Daoist can also directly admit defeat, this time the test does not continue to be necessary!”

In the eyes of everyone, Ghost Ling was first injured by Li Qingzhe and Li Ziwen. Nowadays, the combat power is worse than the initial one, and now the wisp of soul is trapped by Li Ziwen with Divine Ability. Mingzi Qian.

But at this moment, the eyes are still gathered in the knees, and the cup eyes are closed by Chu Yan.

At this moment, no one notices that Corpse Qi around Chu Yan has been spread to the thousand feet.

At this moment, Chu Yan did not open his eyes, just a whisper: “I can enter my range of ten feet, you will win when you fight!”

Into the range of ten feet?

Just close to the ghosts within ten feet?

This is too mad!

Everyone looks at the monster ordinary looking at Chu Yan. They think that this ghost may not admit defeat and fight with the scorpion, but did not expect it to say such words.

Even if the meditation is very calm, the face is also showing anger at the moment, this is a shame…

“I will see you, how to stop me!”

Miao Ziqian is coldly shouted, even if it is a step.

Under this step, it is just within the scope of Corpse Qi with Chu Yan as the center of thousand feet.

“deep!”

At this moment, Chu Yan still blinked, but the word came out of his mouth.

As soon as the word came out, the world changed instantly around the thousand feet around it, and the boundless Corpse Qi, the instantaneous circulation was all concealing in the void.

Under the Vientiane period, the cultivators were not aware of it, but at the moment, the sorrow of the sorrow was that the face suddenly became extremely heavy.

Because he felt a strange pattern in the ghost’s all around looming.

“This is, the wrinkles…”

The power of the soul of the sorcerer is spread, and the look at the foot is a strange pattern, and the color of the incomparable vibration is revealed in the eyes.

The ruins are the lines of ancient meditation in ancient times, with the demon pattern, the demon pattern, the orthographic pattern, which represents the essence of heaven and earth.

The ruins are not unknown in the meditation. Some sacs have been passed down in ancient times, almost everyone will, but most of these are basic striata, and the true deep dying has long been lost.

The sacred lines in front of the eyes are among the most complicated ones that are recognized by Ming Ziqian.

This is just the ghost of the edge of the thousand feet at the center of the ghost. If it is more, the more complex the lines are.

How can this ghost be clear comprehension too much deep and deep, I am afraid that he is only doing bluffing, how can I retreat!

Nian Ziqian immediately took another step. This step was a step. At this step, his whole human body was shocked. The next moment, it appeared again outside Chu Yan thousand feet. .

“This is very strange!”

The meditation of the syllabus complexion, the next moment, the power of the soul of the exploration, and found that the first front of the third line outside the first sacred lines, only to appear.

Moreover, this meditation is also known, but it is already among the ten deepest among the meditations of the meditation.

It stepped on the second streak.

however.

When he took the third step, his body was again shocked and he was again sent back to Chu Yan thousand feet.

The practitioners in the field were almost all under the Vientiane period. At first they seemed to them to be a little weird. Take a step and use the Divine Ability Secret Technique to directly draw, what is it doing?

And as Ning Ziqian was once again sent back, and looked at the prudence of its complexion, all the talents know that this is the Divine Ability.

Li Ziwen is still dealing with Divine Ability at the moment, but he is unwilling to observe.

The memory of Remembrance and Meditation is the extreme of vibration.

“I have a deep vein of the ancient veins, this ghost is actually clear comprehension so much, but also self-formation, this technique, no matter how much it costs, I have to learn from him!”

At this moment of the meditation, the eyes of the hot man are revealed.

As the meditation of Qianzi is closer to Chu Yan, it is found that the appearance of the faint lines is more complicated.

Once, two times, three times…

Every time I made a mistake, I was directly sent away from Chu Yan thousand feet.

In the eyes of everyone, the sorrowful mind wants to be close to the ghost, but it can’t be done, and everyone’s expression has changed.

Can’t help but think of the words of the previous ghosts.

It’s no wonder that he has such confidence. Now, let’s not say that it is close to the ghosts, and even the child can not even enter the range of fifty feet.

As the child is constantly being vomited back, the blood eyes have already revealed red blood. He is not reconciled. If he is defeated, he will not be so. Now he is not even angry at the opportunity to fight with him: ” Ghost Ling, you have the ability to fight with me!”

“I can’t even enter within ten feet. What qualifications do you have to fight with me?”

Chu Yan is a sneer.

“you……”

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