Chapter 55 Original War Introduction

As Zhang Han didn't expect, the choice was indeed primitive. However, after listening to the choice of receiving the introduction, Zhang Han and Sanqing's faces did not change at all. They were originally confident that they would never lose, and Zhang Han and others also believed that the original would definitely defeat the receiving.

However, although I have been prepared for a long time, I can't help but feel a little angry in my original heart. Since I choose to challenge myself, it also proves that I am easy to bully in my heart. When I think of this, I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable and don't talk much in my original heart. I talk to Zhang Han, Laozi Hetong. The sky nodded, soared directly into the air, flew to the opposite side of the reception, and looked at the reception from the air.

Looking at the original ancient well's waveless face doubtfully, he said in his heart, "Is it that I'm wrong again, or is it not easy to bully this primitive trick?" Thinking that there may be a unique trick hidden in the original, and I don't want to see the boat overturned in the gutter, I secretly raised my vigilance and prepared to observe it from the beginning.

The original docking leads the heart is not good, so I don't want to be more polite. I directly hugged the docking fist and said, "Connecting Taoist friends, let's get started!" After saying that, his face turned condensed, and he flew away. He took out the Pangu flag and looked at the guide with a wary face.

Primitive is not a fool. Although he is arrogant and confident, it does not mean that he is a fool. Although he verbally despises the introduction, he attaches great importance to it in his heart. In the primitive heart, the reception is a difficult opponent.

"..."

Looking at the original series of movements, I couldn't help but be stunned. Originally, I thought that he had some unique tricks, and my heart was full of vigilance. Unexpectedly, he had the same idea. For a moment, he was stunned.

Looking at the receptionist in a strange way, he asked with original doubt, "Take the Taoist friend, after so long, should we also do it?" After listening to the original doubts, he woke up in an instant, calmed down the ripples in his heart, nodded calmly and said, "Let's start~." Before the voice was finished, it disappeared in an instant without a trace of energy fluctuation.

Looking at the disappearing reception, the original scolded secretly, cunning, and then disappeared.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the void of the flooded world, there are continuous thoughts of the sound of fighting. A stream of bumps like blisters can be seen constantly appearing in the space of the battle. Obviously, the reception and primitive battles are extremely strong, and even the space of the flooded world is affected by them. Boom..."

After another huge roar, the original suddenly appeared in the original position with a trace of residual blood on the corners of his mouth, while the original position of the original lotus sat cross-legged on the twelve golden lotus without injury. He appeared in the original position and gently shook his head, as if he was dissatisfied with the original. He said, "Primitive Taoist friend It's really disappointing to have so much strength with the highest Pangu Fan (he doesn't know the existence of Zhang Han's 'destruction') in the world of Honghuang World!"

Seeing the first confrontation, the introduction fell into the wind, and his face couldn't help but be filled with a few smiles.

"Arrogance..."

Although Zhang Han and Laozi, Tongtian and Tongtian are far away, all three of them are capable people. They also heard the words of the introduction clearly, and their hearts are a little unhappy, and Tongtian is directly arrogant.

I ignored the thoughts of the people watching the battle, and took a deep breath and said, "Really? Then you can continue to feel it!"

After saying that, he didn't do anything primitively. He danced the ancient flag, but he often seemed to split a sword spirit casually. But when this sword spirit split, it rose in the wind in an instant and became extremely huge. Mixed with the violent aura around it, it formed a strong sword wind in the air and shot straight away. He looked at the sword wind with a solemn face, because the sword wind was full of countless chaotic swordsmanship, containing a strong attack power, which made the receiver also feel dangerous. He reacted quickly and instantly played various defensive spells on his twelve-grade merit Jinlian to strengthen his defense.

"Wow..." The fierce Jianfeng finally met Liantai, but he passed through silently in the stunned eyes, which not only made the reception doubt, but also felt wrong just now? When he didn't figure it out, the countless defense prohibitions on the twelve grades of merit Jinlian suddenly turned into powder, followed by a white face, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Looking down, he did find that the twelve grades of merit Jinlian at this time were full of silk cracks. He touched the blood at the corners of his mouth, and looked surprised. Looking at Primitive, I kept thinking about how Primitive hurt myself just now.

"Third brother, good job" Seeing the primitive one blow, he hurt the lead, and Tong Tian shouted directly excitedly. Zhang Han and Lao Tzu also looked at each other, and their eyes were full of satisfaction. At the same time, this blow also made Zhang Han really relieved of the primitive.

"Ha ha, primitive Taoist friend, it was the poor Tao who said something wrong just now. Pangu Fan is worthy of being the first attack treasure, and the primitive Taoist friend is also worthy of being Pangu authentic, but the poor Taoist will not admit defeat." At this time, his eyes were full of persistence.

Seeing that the receptionist refused to admit defeat, the original surface was cold again, and he didn't want to talk more nonsense. He danced the ancient flag again, and constantly shot the fierce chaotic sword spirit of the receiver.

Pangu Fan is the transformation of the father of heaven, which is the innate treasure. In addition to Zhang Han's 'destruction', the Honghuang world is now the strongest attack treasure, and the twelve-grade merit Jinlian is only the innate spiritual treasure. How can it resist the endless destruction of Pangu Fan?

"Touch Touch"

The chaotic sword spirit hit the connected twelve-grade merit Jinlian, constantly emitting a sonorous sound. This sound seems to cry and be sad. Obviously, this is the sharpness of the twelve-grade merit golden lotus that can hardly withstand the chaotic sword spirit.

Hearing the sad voice of the twelve-grade merit Jinlian, he couldn't help but suffer more on the dry and worried face of the Taoist, but he also knew that the level of the twelve-grade merit Jinlian and the Pangu flag was too different. No wonder the twelve-grade merit Jinlian, the hands like withered vegetation also danced quickly, and his mouth was also reading. He said something. Obviously, he is going to press the unique skill at the bottom of the box.

At first sight, the original introduction began to print, and my heart was also sinking. I also knew that the introduction was preparing to play the unique move. The speed of waving the Pangu flag in my hand couldn't help but accelerate a little again. The countless flying chaotic sword spirit made the sadness of the twelve virtues of Jinlian louder.

However, the innate spiritual treasure is the innate spiritual treasure. Although the sadness is continuous, the twelve-grade merit Jinlian still tenaciously resisted the destructive attack of Pangu Fan, and won precious time for the introduction.

At this time, the guide has completed the seal. The thin body emitted a dazzling cyan light, and the countless chaotic swordsmanship was illuminated by the cyan light, as if it were melted ice and snow, disappearing without a trace.

Looking at the blue light all over his body, he sighed with original regret. Obviously, he also knew that the big move of receiving had been completed, and he did not continue to wave the Pangu flag, but stood aside and was calmly alert.

Suddenly, the original crisis flashed in my heart, and I saw a pestle-like stick emitting a dangerous breath suddenly bursting out of the blue light on my body, and galloped towards the key part of my eyebrows.

"What is this?"

Between the electric light and flint, there was no time to look closely. I had to scold secretly, cunning, and my eyes were full of fierce color. At this time, the divine consciousness had lost its function under the light of the blue light. I had to rely on my subconscious sense of combat consciousness and physical instinct to radiate the radiation in my own feeling. Another chaotic sword spirit.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

Three crisp sounds in a row, the chaotic sword spirit radiating from Pangu Fan took a momentum of sweeping the wind, forcibly dispelling the surrounding blue light, and also hit the stick that made the pestle fight, and flew away.

"What..." Seeing that the original was so easy, he took over what he could say was a must-kill skill, and he was also surprised.

"This is my unique trick to press the bottom of the box. How can it be picked up so easily?" Others don't know how powerful this move is, but as the founder of this trick, he deeply understands the power of this trick, and is also full of confidence in this trick. That blue light is a psychedelic skill created by the combination with the Great Dream Heart Sutra he has learned. Although it is not as powerful as a pestle. It is a congenital treasure, but it is also a very strong innate spiritual treasure.

There was no time to relax after avoiding the danger, and the eyes were also more solemn. Holding the left hand of Pangu Fan, he instantly stood up the Pangu Fan. His right hand kept waving, and his mouth was also saying words, and Primitive was also ready to make a unique move.

The original understanding is that a large part of the attack that I was able to avoid that attack just now is because of luck. If I receive it again, I can't guarantee that I can dodge it again. Now only by quickly finishing the introduction can I win.

"Go..."

With a big shout, the magic power gathered all over to the Pangu flag in his hand. With the blessing of the original Pangu, the Pangu flag trembled all over, and there was a burst of gray light and boldness, but it did not release the chaotic sword spirit again, but directly turned into a picture scroll and suddenly rushed to the introduction.