Chapter 436 Retribution is coming to an end

A strange and vicious force filled all the meridians of the body, and even the internal organs, muscles and bones, skin and all flesh and blood were instantly penetrated by this force.

A Chantuo's current feeling is extremely uncomfortable. Wang Chan's palm changed yin and yang, and his strength was too strong. As soon as he patted on the back, it suddenly dispersed, like thousands of strands of mercury, pervasive, that is, he practiced yoga all his life and refined the "Indra Dharma body" I can't stand it.

"The Brahma is free, and the thunder and lightning return to the yuan!"

With the operation of the mana in his body, the original life god who existed in the mud ball palace suddenly spewed out a strand of purple electric light. In a blink of an eye, from top to bottom, like a top, he swam all over his body in an instant, violently driving away the abnormal force in his body, and quickly calming down the turbulent qi and blood.

However, Wang Chan's current practice methods are all the secret means of Yuan Tu's ancestors. The true vitality includes yin and yang. There is not only the Taiyin true qi refined by him for a period of time, but also a part of the real fire collected in the Beidou Tiangong before. The true essence of the sun will melt a furnace from yin to yang, which contains The destructive power can not only melt iron and gold, but also destroy the shen.

The vicious place between them, such as those who are not in the game, can't be imagined at all.

Therefore, although A Canda operated mana and applied it with all his strength, as the power of thunder and lightning in his body continued to swim away, he forced out the Taiyin sun gas scattered into the limbs one by one by one. The more he gathered, the more violent the rebound became. Gradually, A Xiantuo had already felt severe pain in the meridians in her body, and a few slightly weak and slender ones even began to break. But he forced the alien true qi out of the body, but there are still very few.

Even if he urges the yuan god, there is a fine and strong electric light coming out of every pore under his body, but the progress is not much.

"Isn't it? I'm a little too impatient! When I left the Dalanda Temple, I remember that the saint had a saying that the king's spleen and surname was not comparable to ordinary people. It was easy to get along with him. It was easy to slow and not easy to be early and not late. It was guided by the situation, but the Jiumo family was also a good person of the believers under my sect. The incense in Dongyi came from it, and I couldn't die. If it goes on like this, it will be a big trouble.

In fact, Wang Chan's practice time is extremely short. Although he has cultivated as a primordial spirit, his magic power is not very strong. He has not even passed a primordial spirit disaster, and there is still a big gap between him and Achanda, who has practiced for thousands of years.

Usually, against the enemy, they mostly rely on the martial arts cultivation and the secret methods of Yuan Tu, which have been practiced.

In addition, the biggest support is also the "Yellow Spring Gun" that he has just sacrificed. The water of the nine yellow springs refined in this big gun is the "Huangquan Ghost Tao Yuanshen" that the Wu family cultivated for more than 9,000 years under the legacy of the mountains and seas that day. Although he was damaged in the fight with Luohu's ancestor before, he would have been raised for many years, and he could have been as good as a master of the Yuanshen. With this magic gun in his hand, he could not go unfavorable and defeat such a resounding master as the Red Sun Venerable, Blue Phoenix, Geng Jingzhong, and Kui Ke.

But after all, the Huangquan gun is an external object, not its own cultivation. With the sand-god power of Wang Chan alone, it can't give out the greatest power, which is not ideal.

Ahanda was taken a slap by Wang Chan. His suffering was more serious than the three palms he had hit on Wang Chan before, which was an unprecedented setback for him. Even if A Cantuo's mind is also extremely tenacious, he practiced the law of Brahman's asceticism to the point of almost ignoring personal honor and disgrace, but his face still couldn't help but look pale.

"At this point, no matter how difficult it is to recover, then just do nothing, catch this Wang Chan, and send it to Dalanda Temple in person. In this way, the three saints will not blame me for making their own decisions!"

The blue veins on Aanduo's forehead burst up an inch high, and his heart turned. As soon as he made up his mind, a red light flashed in front of him, and a pair of red silk handkerchief fell from the sky as fast as lightning. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a red haze smoke, and wrapped him in it.

"Is this Cabernet Sauvignon?"

A's mana roared all over his body, and two full and round hands were like topaz carvings. After a burst of rapid pats, he saw electric lights exploding out of thin air, wind and thunder, and countless dark red airflow whirlpools were generated in an instant, stirring the red glow outside his body into a mess.

But this pair of "Red xia smoke" is made by the hands of the old mother of the vacuum road. It is full of the true fire of the sun and the essence of the West. After it falls into the hands of the Red Sun Venerable, love is like a treasure. Every time, it must be warmed with its own essence. Once it is sacrificed, it is like Tianluo across the sky, tangible and textureless. It is used to protect the body, and it is even the king's Zen. The water of nine yellow springs can also block for a long time.

If you use it to trap people, no matter how magical the opponent is, if you want to rush out in a moment, it's just like a dream.

As it is now, the red clouds are rolling, and the clouds are mixed with countless fire flames. Although the wind and rain are swaying and no one can control it, only rely on the magic weapon instinct to start, but in a short period of time, Achantuo has used several times in a row to destroy the magic hand, but it can't break.

Since this thing was robbed by Wang Chan on the top of the mountain, it has just come in handy, but it is also the best use of it, and each has its own predetermined.

At the same time, Wang Chan on the other side had already gone all the way back. In the blink of an eye, he chased behind the hall, peeped at the whereo of Jiu Moroshi, and chased him down.

"It has been more than half a year in this world. If you want to practice, find an inaccessible place to hide for three or five hundred years, and then rely on the method handed down by the ancestors of Yuantu. Once I get out of the customs, I can also sweep the world. But now that his identity has been exposed, it won't be long before it will spread all over the world. At that time, it will be difficult to guarantee that some of the top masters of the vinity will come out to me in trouble. I'm afraid it's not safe to hide anywhere. It's better to raise the war and go up against the current, and then take the bones of the masters in the world as a stepping stone. If I can't die for a hundred years, I will be another ancestor after a hundred years!!"

"If you are alive, you can't control your fate in your own hands. That's life and death. What's the difference?"

"If I can't reach the top of the world, I, Wang Chan, would rather die without a burial place!!"

The Brahman family has a great career, and the masters are like clouds, but Wang Chan is not afraid. He only thinks about it for a moment in his heart, that is, the surname is certain. He only feels that the Taoist heart is more harmonious and more unobstructed, and there is no hesitation.

When he walked around the back of the palace, he saw a tower covering an area of 100 mu, surrounded by green trees, clear streams and springs, full of vegetation, fragrant orchids, and cigarettes, surrounded by immortals.

Among them, another strong white deer leisurely nibbled at the grass. When he saw the new man, he was not afraid. He just turned his head and ignored it. In addition, around Tallinn, the monkeys on the trees are flying, the cranes in the sky are chirping, and there are even more than a dozen white elephants wandering and playing, all of which are rare spirit beasts and rare birds in the world.

Mountain springs are flowing, and the water quality is clear and gurgling. Many large silver fish more than a foot long from time to time turn over the surface of the water and splash the broken jade flowers. They are all aliens and can't be seen outside.

"They are all things with strong qi and blood. If they are eaten, they can be compared with elixir and can strengthen people's vitality and mana. After all, Brahmanism and Daqian Buddhism are still a little different, and they even have a good appetite!"

Wang Chan sneered in his heart and saw Jiu Moroshi falling in Tallinn not far away at a glance.

At this time, Jiu Morosh was hiding in the green lamp and falling under a stone tower. Above the zoanthem, surrounded by blue light, the silk heat was constantly integrated into it. The originally depressed spirit was also cheered up, and the green lantern was nourishing the zoanthem.

It was not until Wang Chan flew to the top of his head that Jiu Moroshi found that he was suddenly shocked. Before he could scream, he was waved by Wang Chan's hand. The water of the yellow spring immediately fell down and wrapped the whole green lamp in.

Jiu Moroshi hurriedly exhaled a breath of vitality, stirred up the light of the green light, turned his edhen into a wisp of essence, and hid in the depths of the wick of the green lamp. Wang Chan snorted coldly, but ignored it. He only leaned his big hand out of the air, grabbed the green light, and took the quaint oil lamp in his hand.

Condescending, overlooking Jiu Moroshi, like an ant.

"I hate it so much! I, Jiumo's family, have been sleeping on firewood and tasting gallbladder for thirteen generations. I just waited for the news of the fall of Yuan Tu's ancestor. I thought that after that, the sea and the sky were wide, but I suffered this great disaster again. Wang Chan, you and I will die forever!!"

Originally, with the strength of Jiu Morosh, it was not as good as the current Wang Chan. If the family did not regret it, there was also a skillful man to help the boxing. He was ready at another time. Wang Chan wanted to kill him, but I'm afraid he couldn't.

It's just that the Jiumo family is treacherous and is doomed to suffer this retribution. This person is also unfavorable. He was approached by Wang Chan, the murderer, step by step by step. He relied on a large number of people and snipers. On the contrary, he was ingenious and wanted to open the door to steal and lead the snake out of the hole, but he didn't want to attract a dragon.

In the battle of the mountain palace, he lost his body abrutentionally. Then he was knocked down by Wang Chan and sank into the mountains. The Jiumo family disappeared. When he worked hard and ran to the ground, he was plotted by his former allies. Wang Chan's beacon fire and wolf smoke, and finally abandoned half of the shen, he was able to escape from his life. But he was chased all the way for hundreds of thousands of miles, and he always knew the east coast from Laoshan.

There is no time at all to heal and save himself and restore his vitality. In order to get rid of Wang Chan, Jiu Morosh did his best. In the end, he even did not hesitate to waste his vitality and damage his own foundation.

Finally, I arrived at the Jinshan Temple, got the protection of Ahanda, fell into the Brahman Aladdin's lamp, and recovered some energy. But he still didn't expect that Wang Chan was so powerful that he couldn't even stop him.

"What do you hate? I am a slave, but I have bad intentions. I don't care whether I live or die. If the ancestors hadn't let your ancestors go home, how could there be the current Jiumo family? Before I appeared, at least you have been blessed for more than a dozen generations. Now that your luck has passed, what else is there that you are not satisfied with?

(to be continued)