Taiyi road
"You turned down Taidao, and said I’m Taidao. Now I’m confronted with the enemy ice monster, and I can’t protect myself from Taidao." Taiyi Zhangjiao looked at an elder not far away and said,
"It’s the way to teach the immortal by hook or by crook. Didn’t all the grandfathers do the same in those days?" The old man’s old qi machine is obviously an ancient revival antique.
Although the answers of the main doors are different, they all mean a man who is busy with the great cause of sealing the gods and cannot be distracted. He tries his best to help.
"Danger sees people’s hearts, Terran. These monks have really torn their faces to pieces. They can die in front of interests. Friends can’t die being original." Jade Duxiu sighed gently with her hands on the altar.
It’s a trip to muddy water after the Jade Show, and a stir makes this muddy water even more groggy and impenetrable.
"Die! The more you die, the more tragic it is. The closer you are to the flowers," Yu Duxiu said.
"bang"
In the virtual sky, thunder and dark clouds pressed the city to destroy the wind and rolled up several soldiers in the wind.
"Bold, this is my way of fighting. You wait for the four seas to offend me."
Looking at the overwhelming dark clouds, a quasi-fairy-level strong man proudly angered the four dragons.
"bang"
Responding to this elder is a lightning bolt, but seeing a congenital westerly wind in the virtual reality, it rolled up and instantly blew towards this elder.
"What do you want to do with the old things? This time, I’m determined to destroy you all over the world. What do you want to do when you say so much?" The west wind revealed itself from the strong wind, and the elders of the Tao constantly collided with the innate west wind. The elders were born with immortal flashes and rolled up with bursts of vitality.
"Don’t reason with them and kill them directly. Now, the godfather may notice the movement here in Kunshan at any time. Once the godfather intervenes in our plan, it will be ruined." The East China Sea Dragon King suddenly waved his hand and the banner fluttered in the wind. "Kill and enter Taidou Road to rob Taidou Road treasures."
"kill"
In the East China Sea, I don’t know how many monks have been mobilized this time, but I see that the monks are overwhelming like locusts falling from the sky and descended on the military camp.
"kill"
The soldiers and crabs will be as dense as rain. The Terran Taidao soldiers are also not to be outdone. They will have a bloody fight. At this time, the blood and rain will fall, and the thunder will burst. At this time, the number of soldiers will instantly float out and fall into the list of gods.
Looking at the overwhelming soul before the altar of gods, it seems like a waterfall torrent. Jade Duxiu suddenly has a contraction of the pupil. "Great this battle of gods has swept through the Terran, the Wild and the Dragon, and all the powerful people have entered the list of gods."
Jade Duxiu held out her finger and silently estimated it for a while before saying, "The list of gods is truly sealed after this battle. Hundreds of millions of beings have entered the list of gods. This list of gods will be so strong that even the godfather will be jealous. This list of gods has really become a treasure. The future will dominate the rise and fall of the terran destiny and the future of the race."
After that, Jade Duxiu caressed the list of gods, but there was a little smile at the corner of her mouth. "This is the battle of gods that I have been waiting for a long time."
"Damn bold sea clan dares to invade my Terran. It’s really a sin to say this plainly. Brother Taidao listened to the command to cast his magical powers and killed the sea clan friar." Taidou Zhang taught to shake the flag on the mountain top of Taidou Road, and looked at the convulsions in the heart of the old master who was constantly crumbling and falling. I don’t know how many Taimen will be left after this World War I.
Chapter 125 The number of wars falling continuously
"kill"
Taidao, a quasi-fairy west gale constantly collides with innate immortality, and the innate immortality of the body is constantly intertwined. Every collision rolls up a burst of energy storm, and the clouds are pierced in Fiona Fang’s thousands of miles of instant dust.
"Kill" the west wind roars and the divine light flows around.
"West wind, you lowly bastard, today I have to suppress you." The cold light in the eyes of the Taoist elders is overflowing and the dangers are constantly rising.
"How dare you, an old dog, dare to insult your seat today?" The west wind suddenly became angry from embarrassment when he heard the word "bastard", surrounded by the innate west wind and struck the Taoist elders.
"bang"
The Taoist priest was blasted by the west wind, and the innate light twisted in vain for a moment, but he saw the innate divine light flow and the scattered innate immortal light regrouped in the distance, and the Taoist priest was not hurt at all.
"I didn’t expect millions of people to see you, you bastard. The congenital westerly wind is getting worse. I accidentally suffered a big loss. It’s really interesting. Let’s compare it again." That Taoist elder flashed the innate immortal light and twisted it in vain. This time, the innate immortal light escaped a different kind of qi machine. The qi machine soared into the sky and the breathing was broken. The west wind was about to exert its innate immortal defense, but it never occurred to me that the innate immortal light was suddenly twisted around the west wind, and the west wind had split its limbs and escaped in vain.
This is the quasi-immortal battle. If it is not necessary, there will be no struggle between the two sides. Because when it comes to the quasi-immortal realm, if there is no special means, it will be difficult to resist the other side. The so-called struggle is just a white effort.
Swish the innate immortality and regroup, only to see that the west wind is sullen. Looking at the Taoist elders, they didn’t make moves again. It means that the two sides are confronting each other in the middle.
At this moment, the real dominant battlefield is not innate immortality, but the realm of nature. Does the Godsworn really decide the trend of the battlefield or the strength of the Godsworn?
"Kill" Mo Xie’s sword in his hand, and the number of places where the firm but gentle wind fills the air, the strong and dormant corpse of the sea clan faces Mo Xie, the top younger generation monk, and the root of his accident is to deliver food.
More than a monk like Mo Xie, with the blessing of a medieval sword, his power may not be much worse than that of a quasi-fairy. You can ask the quasi-fairy to take a few moves.
"Hey!" But seeing Mo Xie’s sword, firm but gentle, and thousands of miles of blood flowing into the river is like a wonderful thing for ordinary monks. It is a natural condition to ask the other party not to take the initiative to provoke themselves. Mo Xie Gen won’t even look at it. Only those antique things that really deserve Mo Xie’s attention.
And Mo Xie is specifically pegged to those antique hands long sword and thousands of miles away will be a surprise antique to sword slay.
"Terrible, this little thing is really terrible. You can’t let it continue to kill me like this. No amount of Godsworn in the four seas is enough to kill me." The Dragon King of the East China Sea proudly made the flag fly in his hand.