Chapter 367 (1/2)
”Huang! Stop it
Suddenly, a roar of anger came.
Yang lie is stunned: Temple spirit?
This sound sounds very familiar, it is clearly the sound of the spirit of the temple. The difference is that before the temple spirit's voice is calm, now it is full of anger!
”Boom!”
With the fall of the sound, the whole huge temple of heaven suddenly shakes, and there is endless and majestic energy from the inside. Vaguely, this energy seems to be able to hook up the sky, the powerful and surging energy falls from the sky, and presses to those black fog.
”Creak!”
It was clear that the sound of steel bars being forced to twist sounded, and the evil figure was constantly bent, as if there were tens of thousands of mountains on his back.
When the back bow to a limit, ”Huang” cheek muscle mercilessly: ”temple spirit! When the king gets out of trouble, he will suppress you for thousands of years and burn it with all the magic fire
In the extremely cool curse sound, he forced a stretch of the body, stood up high, and covered Yang lie again with his eyes full of murderous intent.
”The unity of heaven and the devil!”
Yang lie's mind is greatly shocked, and hastens to urge the strongest means, and a pair of silver light wings appear behind.
”Well?”
The evil figure was stunned, and immediately he became more angry, ”old Gong Ming, you dare to deprive the king of his secret arts. I can't spare you! Kill, kill
A bloody atmosphere of killing goes straight to Yang lie. Yang lie's dragon blood gun is in his hand, and a star core really explodes out. But it didn't help at all. The breath destroyed the power of this move, and the aftershocks continued to hit.
”Poof!”
Yang lie can't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His whole body strength is pulled away, and he can't lift it any more. Seeing that wave will continue to rush, a green figure appears in the void. He is a villain, but there is no hair on his head. He looks like a bald monk.
Although he looked very serious, but his face was plump and charmingly naive. He looked a little cute on the whole, which made people unable to raise any awe at all.
He waved his ten fingers at the cloud top heavenly palace, and countless array patterns turned into illusions. Finally, he pointed again and again --
”please master!”
At the critical juncture, the blue light rushed out of the palace. The strong blue light condensed with each other, and soon formed an old man with a body like a mountain.
The old man was dressed in a green robe, dressed simply and without any special features. However, as soon as he appeared, the black fog with thick blood light was forced to disperse, revealing a clear sky.
That way of killing Yang lie seems to have suddenly come to the extremely cold place, and it is broken into pieces and invisible.
”Mr. Gong Ming! You've been dead for thousands of years? To my king! Die! Die
A few ”death” words spit out, Huang face is full of senleng's deep-seated hatred and murderous spirit.
However, Gong Ming, the old man in green robe, was still pale. He did not move at all. He just turned out his palm and waved it quietly in front of him: ”no!”
With one hand, a strong wave burst out.
The vibration of the heavenly palace suddenly reached the extreme, countless green awns poured out from all around, quickly condensed in the sky, and then formed a thick chain of light.
A total of 1188 chains of blue light were floating in the air, bound to the evil figure and bound him to death.
”Roar!”
Huang continued to roar, but each struggle could only make the chain of light tighter. His huge body was constantly dragged and slowly disappeared in the heavenly palace.
At this time, a sudden change occurred --
”whew!”
Huang eyebrow heart suddenly split, a dark shadow with blood light flying out. This virtual shadow is a hexagonal altar with a star on each corner. As soon as it flies out, there is a strong power of swallowing!
The hexagonal altar is fast surpassing the electric light, and it goes straight to Yang lie!
”Ha ha! Temple spirit, you still want to find someone to imprison this king? I will break your wishful thinking
Huang burst into a burst of laughter, and his body was finally completely dragged back to the bottom of the heavenly palace, but his voice was still madly heard, ”at most a hundred years! I will get out of trouble, and then I will slaughter hundreds of millions of living creatures, and let old Gong Ming look down on the ground! ”
”Not good!”
At this time, the empty shadow of the altar had come to Yang lie's eyebrows, and the temple spirit was shocked, but there was no time to rescue him, so he could only watch it enter.
At that time, the temple spirit's expression is miserable, plump Dudu's face is a piece of white!
The shadow of the altar is Huang's Secret Art of guarding the house. If he does it himself, let alone the fighting power of the king's realm, even in the ordinary fairyland, he has no backhand power. He can only be forced to deprive his whole body of essence and turn into a corpse.
Dian Ling didn't expect that he had been waiting for thousands of years. Finally, he had to wait for a young man who could help him. As a result, he could only watch his body fall.
”Oh, it's over, it's all over.”Temple spirit murmured, he knew Huang was always cunning. Since he said that he had been out of poverty for a hundred years, the real time might be only a few decades! Even ten years!