Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 1072: Eight thousand immortality

The first thousand zero seventy two chapters eight thousand are not dead

When Yin Hao started, don't know that this is a good thing. The body is cold and cold, and the size of the fist is hundreds of thousands of kilograms. It is not wrong to catch it. Especially the chill, even the current physique, but also frozen the palm of the hand, the meridian a little activity is not easy, for other immortals, afraid that the fairy body has long been frozen into pieces.

In particular, when the seal was started, there was a sharp and ugly ghost crying and screaming to the sea. The gods who were shocked by the sound of the gods screamed and screamed. It was like a hurricane in the sea. The soul of the gods was almost flying in the sea. Do not rush to smash a seal, and put 13 banned seals on the seal, which barely restrained the violent counter-attack power in India.

Different treasures, but also the life-threatening treasures that have been sacrificed by the souls of the souls, and therefore, when you don’t want to be in your hands, this seal is immediately mad and generally attacks. The neems became heavier and heavier, and the chills became more and more prosperous. The black and white borneols were formed on the palms that were frozen. The whistling sound of the ghost that can shake the soul is even more shocked by the thirteen seals that have not been beaten. The body of the screaming body is shaking violently, and it is almost shocked to show its true form.

Grit your teeth, don't jump back and look back on the back of the nine tails. Princess Yule’s eyes widened, and behind her, five colors of light were turned into five gorgeous peacocks, and the light curtains poured down. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of strokes were slammed on the seal, and countless ancient gods poured out like raindrops. A 36-weight thick banned light curtain was formed on the surface of the enamel. Do not sing a long Buddha, the murder of the Buddha’s sacred Buddha’s secret method, the Doromito Heart Sutra, from the Buddha’s sacred Buddha’s sacred spirit. His soul releases the infinite Buddha light, and the soul is flowing like a melting purple gold. The viscous solution of the same color condenses into a purple-gold relic of the size of the thumb.

In order to simulate the Doromito heart by stealing the secret method, it is not necessary to condense the Buddha's high life and relics in a flash. The huge volatility of the gods is like a huge wave of whistling, and the golden torrent that is visible to the naked eye is ejected from his eyes. Mixed with the invincible ability to burn all things, Yuan Ling really smashed into the seal of this fist size like a goblin. The huge gods wrapped in Yuan Ling really smashed into the core of the Indo-Chinese, and turned into a six-headed, twenty-four-armed Buddha golden body to scream at a ghost in the heart of India.

The evil spirits are usually the same as the witches. But Wu Chang’s body is a huge face on the chest of three heads and six arms. The evil spirits are double-headed and twelve-armed, and there are a sly face on the chest and back. The evil spirit spurted the black smoke of the suffocating air, and stretched out twelve sharp claws to dig into the Buddha's golden body.

Just Wu often saw this huge demon body, and he was excited to immediately smash out the ruts and rushed down to dozens of ragged fighters on the body of the devil. He proudly took out the seal, which is the only treasure that can control this undead army.

This is the name of the 10,000 Wan Guiyin, which was the unique treasure of a well-known and powerful priest in the world during the Terran League. The high priest has an unpredictable opportunity. He is said to have practiced ghost mystery in the human body. In just a few thousand years, he can almost rely on the techniques of ghosts and gods to achieve a harmonious world.

It’s just that the heavens and the earth are all stunned by this, the gods and ghosts between heaven and earth join hands, and hundreds of millions of evil spirits are flattening and engulfing the human race. The high priest used himself as a cage to devour the most powerful million evil spirits, using his own material as a material to detonate the sacred fire, and the millions of evil spirits together with their own bodies were made into a treasure.

This treasure is called the Wan Guiyin, and it has a strong gram production for all the spirits between heaven and earth. If you are strong, you can only belong to the ghost road. It will certainly be easily killed by the ghosts of all ghosts. Other fairy spirits such as immortals, such as the gods, souls, spirits, and spirits, once hit by the ghosts, will be crushed by the ghosts.

In addition to the tyrannical attack power, Wan Guiyin also has the power to ban the souls. The undead army that Wu often secretly cultivates comes from the tribes of the Terran, and is the most elite warriors of the tribes. Many of them are also the tribe leaders or the tribes of the tribal leaders. These people are the heroes of the human race. Which one will easily obey the command of the people?

Therefore, the souls of all the undead army are confined in the ghosts, and only the flesh is walking outside. Anyone who has a ghost print can order an undead army and leave the ghost print. Even Wu Chang can't order the undead army to do anything.

However, Wu often just took out the ghost prints. He only felt that the black shadow flashed in front of him, and the hand was light. The murderous and chilly smashed ghosts disappeared without a trace. And Wu Chang’s feet are less than a thousand feet. They are the dozens of ragged soldiers standing on the ground. They are slowly raising their heads, and the indifference is not the slightest feelings. The eyes are staring at Wu Chang.

Wu was so scared that he was screaming and screaming. He snarled and said: "The Emperor, did you steal my ghosts? Do you want to confuse things? Are you promised to be fart? My ghosts, ghosts. India! Damn, not you, who stole it? There are no outsiders, who stole it?"

The vulgar anger is often screaming, and I don’t know where to pull out the six-handed double-edged axe and the face of the skull. This axe witch often uses the strength of breastfeeding. The big axe shines with electric light and thunder, and the black smoke evil spirits are attached to the axe. The axe blade is distorted and fuzzy, and the pungent smell is scattered. Each axe has a forty-nine thousand curses attached to it, and there are all kinds of evil venoms, and they carry the secret power of shaking the gods.

Ziwei Ling should be dazzled by the Emperor of Heaven, his eyebrows spurt the light of the water, and a mirror that coincides with the orientation of the zodiac of the ecliptic is suspended in front of him, and the deadly smashes the madness of Wu Chang. Just after he saw Wu Chang’s a seal, he hadn’t had time to find out what the seal was. In the end, he only saw that Wu Chang’s side seemed to have a slight glimmer of light, and the seal of Wu’s hand disappeared. It has no trace.

When Wu often roared so loudly, the six great emperors suddenly realized that this is the instrument that Wu often controls the strange big men below. Maybe if you have this seal, you can control those soldiers who claim to be immortal? If this is the case, it is enough to have those undead army. What do they have to do?

The six Emperors quickly exchanged a look, and Nandou Emperor sacrificed a red-red bell to vacate. There were ninety-nine Suzakus flying on the big clock. The sky was red and the horrible high-temperature flames swept down. Turned into ninety-nine fire dragon pillars to wrap the witch. Nandou Emperor screamed: "Wu often, it’s going to be a weird person, what is your thing in India? How could it suddenly disappear?"

Wu often snorted, and he did not answer the question of Nandou the Great, but his eyes were red and his teeth were constantly chaotic. The arc cold light is like a thunder tearing the void, tearing a dragon column into pieces. Countless splashes of flame fell on Wu Chang's body, burning his body creaking, and the musculoskeletal bones were burned to ashes. But from the black ashes, new flesh and blood are constantly coming out, and in a few days, Wu’s body has returned to its original state.

The six heavenly emperors were shocked. The red-red bell of Nandou Emperor is a famous treasure in heaven. The congenital Zhuque Shenhuo is intrinsic, and almost everything in the heavens and the earth can be incinerated. If it is in the hands of the powerful world, drive this mouth. The big clock can even turn time and space into nothing. However, this Suzaku fire seems to have no use for Wu Chang. Although he can burn some of his limbs, his limbs can be reborn again. Is this really undead? He is not the power of the road, and there should be no such magical powers.

Seeing all this, you can't help but sneer, this witch is often so powerful, it can be seen that his so-called undead army is not a vain thing. If those undead army have the vitality of Wu Chang, the hand-picked 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞 乞

At the core of Wan Guiyin, don’t let the Buddha’s golden body swear by the truth, a wave of flames like the flames swept across the square, and the evil spirits that burned the face were all over the body, and the strong black smoke continued to flow from the evil spirits. Out, the evil spirit's body shape has become bleak and fuzzy.

Wu often screamed in pain, and he screamed in angrily: "Who is breaking my heart and brand in the ghosts? Which sticky thing is breaking my heart brand? Wan Guiyin is mine, mine! You can't, you can't Take my things away!"

The voice has not fallen, don't slam a mantra, and the evil spirits in the ghost print have suddenly turned into thick smoke.

To talk about the power of the soul, the spirit of practicing Dorothy's heart is more than ten thousand times stronger than that of Wu Chang. Over the years, Wu has been imprisoned in the secrets of the heavens. His vitality has been greatly damaged. The spirit has not recovered. The evil spirits in Wan Guiyin are only his avatars. How can he be attacked? Not to mention Wu Chang, that is, the distraction of the Buddha is not killed!

Killing the brand of Wu Chang's heart, don't break your eyebrows, a little purple blood mixed with a sacred spurt and printed in the ghost print.

The whistling sound of the whistling sound, the huge volatility of the mind rushed into the sea, and his soul suddenly connected with the soul of the mad curse and roar. These souls are like hells, madly cursing the owners of the ghosts, and cursing the existence of everything between heaven and earth that they can think of. These souls are completely mad and no longer have any reason to exist.

But through these crazy souls, the soul of the beggars can connect with the existence of eight thousand strong. Through these imprisonment, in the ghosts of the ghosts, the souls of the world must not be super-existent, and you should not see the eight thousand that the other end of the Wan Guiyin is connected with the radiance of the sun.

"It's good!" Don't miss your mind.

Thousands of people suddenly appeared from the huge body of the demon. These figures were only a slight movement to tear the void with physical strength, and surrounded the six great emperors and the Wuchang regiment.

The Nandou Emperor, who is driving the Shenzhong and Wuchang, is a god, and a figure suddenly flashes behind him, punching him with a punch. Just listening to the buzzing sound, Nandou Emperor’s bodyguard was smashed, and there was a large white flower on the back. A deep three-inch punch was deeply printed on the back of Nandou’s emperor. I wore the Taiyi gold body of Nandou Emperor.

A blood mixed with visceral debris spewed hundreds of feet away, and Nandou Emperor hurriedly summoned the **** clock to protect the whole body.

Wu often stopped the attack and saw the soldiers of the undead army attacking Nandou the Great. He knew that it would not be six great emperors to steal the ghosts.

Do not be a smile, he bowed his head: "Is it a three-power? Then, oysters are good!"

Wan Guiyin suddenly flashed a sigh of dark light, and the soldiers of the eight thousand undead army moved at the same time.