Not long ago, the Mad Red Pot smashed all the cones in the Black and White Island, and the seven heads of Liu Xiang were still alive. However, it was difficult to coordinate at the moment. After adapting for a while, they finally rushed out of the Black and White Island and rushed all the way to the 100,000 mountains. Before they entered the mountain, they caught a few lucky fairy younger brothers, figured out what was ahead, and immediately saw the apocalypse. As soon as it started, it was white that their great enemy Kong Nuer was in Du Jie.
Liu Xiang’s 14 eyes have no expression, and if there is death and suffocation, he won’t take a glance at the thousands of monks around him, screaming, "Confucius, crossbows, ghosts, immortals and buddhas bless you, and you can still leave some residual limbs and bones so that I can get rid of them."
In the squeal and hissing, the huge body crushed the nearby mountain wall and plunged into the small ravine.
Liu Xiang, everyone present, will not be spared, but before that, he has to go and see if Kong crossbow was really incinerated by the apocalypse god Lei Hua, and even Liu Xiang has to bite, grind and swallow these remaining bones in his mouth.
Trapped for thousands of years, the three brothers finally saw the light of day and rushed to the door of the enemy’s house, but they were already in Du Jie, which made Liu Xiangru not want to go crazy
Just as Liu Xiang entered the mountain, he was about to jump into the mountain that had been bombarded by lightning into a gravel pile. At the moment, Wan Dao Zhan Qing Tianshui Blue suddenly flowed and the poisonous ban was touched by this ancient evil.
In a blink of an eye, it was connected into a piece, and the scales of the willow body exploded layer by layer. It was unexpectedly pulled out one crack after another in the extension of the slanting grandmaster’s life. Liu Xianggen never thought that there would be such a bullying and poisonous body when he was caught off guard. Seven huge heads bent their necks together and spit out an anger to the extreme.
At the same time, thousands of monks around us broke out with a roar of "kill"
The Buddha’s light is everywhere.
Tantric mantra Buddhism Zen sings to urge all compassion and anger, protect the dragon, twenty heavens, Arhat Luo Cha … All kinds of gods and buddhas are full of big rabbits and monsters, and the big Lama makes Jiong Tang Tang roar from the plateau, from the great compassion temple, from the seventy-two ancient temples in heaven, and from the four seas. A Sanskrit is a reincarnation curse.
Daofa Xiaoyao returns from seven to nine.
Sanshan tactic, Tianlei tactic and Qixing tactic; The fire curse, the spirit curse, and the six-ding robbery curse … The characters written by Yang Sa, like a thousand forests shaking and flying swords, converge at the waterfall and running all day. Liu Zheng, the little head of the waterfall, has a ferocious expression and gnashing his teeth, leading the brothers of Kunlun Road, Goose Sheep Road and Tiandaomen to smash their own generation of practice into that small mountain.
There are also several magic weapons, machine puppets, exorcising animals and controlling birds …
All over the sky spirit yuan agitate just by WenLeYang hit dizzy midge raccoon dog also a surprised and wake up staring at the big eyes eyeing up staring at the companion around "who hit me just now …"
The rainstorm is still torrential, and the whole world is in a piece of water vapor.
Countless magic weapons are ups and downs, and the real yuan Hao Li keeps pouring and cascading treasures in the mountains. The magical powers burst and the earth and stone mud are entangled with each other to completely block someone’s sight. It’s thunder, hunting and echoing spells, and Sanskrit sounds are used to cover the willow phase. It’s only now that it has gradually changed from a miserable roar to a low laugh.
Several demon fairy stood side by side on a hill not far away, and no one made a move until Liu Xiangxiao sounded. I don’t know who gently said "the last battle" with a smile.
Yes, if you win the last battle, it will be peaceful from now on; If you lose, you will come back to me from this day.
Win or lose, no matter which result is worth putting all your eggs in one basket.
The raccoon dog touched the big bag on the back of his head and glanced at several seriously injured companions around him, revealing a huge smile. "Which one of you can fight?"
Hiderigami suddenly gave birth to a strange laugh. "Cut the crap in the last battle." His body suddenly shriveled up.
Then a crisp hearty laugh, a delicate and touching sigh, a forceful drink, and a strange and new cry. Four sounds came out from the mouths of the four demon fairy, Chi raccoon, Cone, Golden Monkey and Hiderigami, but they were the same three words.
Broken demon body
In the last battle, we will win or lose, and we will have a good time and a brilliant future. demon fairy thought of one, and this battle will give him a hype.
Demon blade, ice cone, golden shadow, and drought evil spirit swept across the hillside where demon fairy was located from a distance. It seemed that the volcano spewed out suddenly. It was blazing, hot, and enchanting. The four great magical powers were entangled with each other and gnawed at each other, just like a sudden rush of yellow spring water sweeping the willow phase.
There is also a stone pagoda with a big magic tire in the mountains, which leads the wind and thunder to rush from the thick dark clouds. It is cold and cold, and it is as fast as a meteor …
A group of Tuoxie brothers who were not good at attacking from far away also burst in demon fairy, laughing or hissing at the same time, which dispersed the heavy rain, magical powers, magic weapons and qi, and all of them rushed into the mountains from another direction.
I don’t know whether it’s Wen Leyang or Mao Mao’s correction. While running, he laughed and sang the sentence that has been flowing for thousands of years and was once forgotten, but now it’s enough to crush every folk song.
Monks, Taoists, Vulgarians, Demons, Tuoxie, a path of cultivating truth, hundreds of sects and thousands of masters all shot and killed Liu Xiang in the song of shattering the sky.
Instead of being low, Liu Xiangxiao became louder and louder, and gradually became a thunder that echoed in the sky. Seven heads suddenly shook, and every head rippled, which was every kind of sexual avatar and arrogance.
The head of the fire line echoed with flames and turned the first hill to ashes. Hundreds of monks didn’t even scream to get the ashes.
Saturn’s head darted, and three stone towers were not inferior to those possessed. Stones fell from the sky, and the stone towers rumbled together, and the debris was as small as the size of a five-story building.
Chaotic head Zhang Jukou a black-and-white entangled hole whirlpool suddenly tears the air. Signs appear in the monks. All monks are in the chaotic vortex. At the moment, the skin muscles are torn from the body bones, and the blood suddenly wants to burst out of the cylinder and bang on the ground, while the remains of the victims are still standing;
The moon’s head lifted up its eyes and looked forward. A layer of glittering silvery white Yue Hui flashed into the magic weapon all over the sky. In an instant, it was filled with all kinds of magic weapons and magical powers, and its eyes were clear.
There are also gold heads, Japanese genera and star genera …
The true soul is not only controlling and coordinating the nine heads, but also the main soul in Liu Xiang’s body. The chaotic Force can be used at will to cast spells through its nine heads. Wen Leyang poisoned the true soul four years ago, which made Liu Xiang lose 50% of his fighting power.
Two evil spirits, Shuihang and Muhang, lost another 19% of their remaining 50% of their fighting power. Two of them should be 20%, but there was another 50% before. Now is it 10% less or 20% less … It’s killing me ~
Plus, a hydra that just got out of trouble is far from replying and was invaded by the poison of Grandmaster Tuoxie’s life, and now even 20% of its strength is insufficient.
But this 20% strength in Liu Xiangfu’s counterattack, the monks lost almost 3,000 people, and they never dared to stay where they were. They turned and ran, and many people were red with blood, screaming at the magic weapon, tossing and turning, and leaping in half a mile to fuel the avatar again.
A sleepy and weak head, the loss of two heads and the control of the true soul, and the injury caused by the first strange poison of the day; All the experts who can call their names in the whole road have collapsed and fractured around. The mountains are like wind, fire and waves.
Whether you die or live, it is the last battle.
Liu Xiang’s figure is also moving and flying, which seems clumsy. Almost every time, the magical power of the monks will not fall. After being pulled out by poisonous drugs, the scales will not be so strong. Finally, with the magic weapon, they will be bombarded and scattered.
But the monks have suffered more than half of the casualties after a fierce battle with incense. Even two silly uncles were accidentally thrown away by Liu Xiang’s huge body, whining and screaming, but they couldn’t get up.
Wen Leyang is so anxious that he has stuck himself on Liu Xiangshen, but the poison of life and death can surge out. Up to now, he has just torn off some scales and just imagined the skin with satiny but tenacity.
The battle is still going on, and after more than ten minutes, he is still desperately insisting that there are less than two thousand monks. Most of the rest are Five Blessingg or Sejong’s senior brothers, and several demon fairy have cast off their demon bodies for the second time regardless of life and death.
Liu Xiang’s body is getting more and more clumsy, and occasionally there will be heavy breathing, but even the repairman can see that it is a good chance to fight the monks at this moment.
Only a few minutes before and after the fierce battle, Wen Leyang felt more tired than killing in the monster for a few days. Liu Xiang’s physical resistance was great. If his wrong fist was weird enough, I’m afraid he would have been shocked to death before he lifted the scales.
Liu Xiangxing’s head finally appeared as if it were a needle stuck in his body. Wenleyang turned his head slightly, broke the hair of a small cockroach, corrected the black vine, and the huge snake letter swallowed the head of the genus with some cruelty and some interest, and slowly leaned toward Wenleyang.
Suddenly, boom, boom, boom, a piece of gravel burst into thin air, and a pudgy, long beard almost covered his face and turned fat and jumped out …
Lying in the distance, I can’t move. Uncle Wen Jiu smiled at Wen Thirteen. "If it weren’t for being fat, it would be like Sun Wu was born."
Fat and ragged, covered with burnt stench, and occasionally a few wisps of smoke, his head and body are all dark. If Tutatonte is around him, he is a fat African Buddhist monk.
It’s as if it’s just been burnt, fat, broken ground, and splashed with gravel, which makes Xingshu’s head surprised and can’t consider chasing Wenleyang’s huge head again. It’s wrapped in a red wind and shot at fat.
Black fat seems to be startled by the present situation, so thick that some muffled sounds rumble and explode in Wenleyang’s ear. "What is this?"
Immediately there was another laugh, "Liu Xiang?" Exhale at the voice, pick up a plump fist, and then smash it out to meet the willow head
Oppressing Wen Le’s sunny Venus flips, two huge forces crash into each other. It can be seen to the naked eye that air billow’s fist of the snake head blooms violently and sweeps around in a blink of an eye. Even if it is better than a small scorpion, Mao Jiao and Liu Zheng, the top masters, are screaming and falling to the sky. Ordinary monks have turned into rolling gourds, regardless of heaven and earth, and they have tumbled out.
Air billow swept through at the same time, making people confused whether their hearts were sad or sad. There were tears, tears and screams, and hysteria rose from the mouth of the raccoon dog.
Armageddon has scattered holes, crossbows will die, and it is suspected that the vegetable altar is tilted and covered in anxiety, but the dragon and the tiger suddenly jump out.
A blow to Rio Tinto’s oblique croaking was rammed into the ground by Liu Xiang’s head, and the star’s head was also clumsy and painfully high in Juli’s epicenter. But Juli’s snake neck still failed to be removed, which led the monster’s body comparable to Juchuan to fall to the ground so slowly and slowly in the eyes of everyone who couldn’t believe it and almost cracked his eyes.
Wenleyang smashed a big stone in the back of his head, but people seemed to jump up as if touching. Before they could reach the fallen rock, Tuoxie had jumped out with a strange cry and just bombarded the monster’s right hand, and every finger was unnatural and twisted.