v3 Chapter 44： Stiff [Second more] (2/2)

The authentic power of authentic equipment is soaring, the strongest can even be comparable to the late monk of the Yuanying!

As for the Taopin Taoism, it already has the ability to turn into a human form. Walking alone between the heavens and the earth is a great power. Its magical means is invincible in the human world!

Huangji Taoism exists only in legends and legends. There are very few records in ancient books. Presumably, it has already reached the limit of monks' imagination. Compared with the Tongtian Lingbao, it is not far behind.

”I'm going to take this device!” Canggu's eyes flashed coldly, and his foot stepped forward, pointing at the Huangquan with a finger, and snarling, ”Heavenly Huangquan, bind!”

With this person's voice falling down, the calm and flowing Huangquan Xingying suddenly rolled out of endless towering waves like rivers and seas, and the water of Huangquan rushed out and swept away towards Nalan Ruo!

Rumble!

The shocking sword qi released by the shattered Xuanhuang Sword hits this monstrous Huangquan moment.

The sharpness of this sword might not be as sharp as that of Gengjin sword, but the victory is full of strength. After cutting the yellow spring water, the strength of the bamboo was broken and the bamboo was cut off without any slowdown. Countless waves of Huangquan were chopped by the waist. Power is irresistible.

Canggu's complexion changed slightly, and then his mouth sneered again and again. In the face of the frightening sword slashing, he didn't show the slightest panic. He continued to hit several tricks in his hand. The Huangquan rolling suddenly became more intense. The end of the waves were endless, and Xiang Lanruo swept away. Under the continuous flow of Huangquan's water, the mysterious yellow sword paused slightly, and even if it was wrapped by the endless Huangquan Bilang, it couldn't break out and let it rush out.

Lan Ruoli's face suddenly turned white, and the beautiful color in the beautiful eyes was even worse.

Canggu smiled proudly. His Huangquan supernatural power focused on continuous, as long as it was wrapped in the water of this Huangquan, whatever magic power you had would be entangled and suppressed.

”Little girl, you are really toasting, not eating and drinking. In this case, the instrument was collected by the old man himself!” In a sneer, Canggu took a step forward, and with a wave of his robe sleeve, a dark black sword was formed. drop.

Lan Ruo's mana has been exhausted. At this moment, he can only resist with the power of Taoism, and barely draws a sword. Although he resists the dark black swordsman, the body of the Jiao is thrown back again, a trace of blood shed from the corner of his mouth. , Is particularly dazzling against the white skin.

The Canggu laughed forward again, and at this moment, if Lan Lan was lifted slightly, the decisive color flashed in the beautiful eyes, and a violent wave of power came out from his handsome sword in an instant!

Road device exploded!

When this woman was forced to despair, she burst into such a fierce breath that he did not hesitate to detonate the road!

The old ancient face twitched. Although Lan Ruo had spoken before he left, he did not expect that the woman's submissive appearance was so stiff. At this moment, she took a deep breath and hit hundreds of previous methods in her hand. , The rumbling mixed with endless power instantly merged into a weird rune with a dark luster.

”Huangquan Seal, seal me!”

In the howling roar, this rune turned into a streamer in an instant, but in a blink of an eye, it was integrated into the beautiful sword of Lan Ruo from his hand. The raging breath emitted by the former was also forcibly interrupted, and it became quiet in an instant, even The power itself was sealed, like a piece of iron.

Lan Ruo was slightly dull, looking at the smirking old ghost, and his face was full of bitterness, could she not even give her the opportunity to burn the jade?

”Little girl, obediently bring this instrument to Ben Jun!” Canggu's eyes flashed fiery color, reaching out and scratching was a big hand grabbing and falling to Na Ruoru.

Yang Feng and Xiaoyue looked at each other, could not help clenching their fists secretly, and their faces were full of bitterness.

Inviting women such as Moon Palace Indus and other nuns, the eyes are full of anger, but they dare not take a step forward.

Liu Chu was breathing heavily, staring at the ancient ghost, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves.

But at this moment, no one appeared. Here, a young boy with a sallow face and a distant palm, swayed away to the Canggu.

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