Archive of Fate’s End Chapter 161: 1 Picture 1 sword is unstoppable

Chapter 161: One picture, one sword is unstoppable

"I’m trespassing into the oil pot hell, the crime is very evil, and I don’t have to do anything to catch it, otherwise I will be punished by frying, and there will never be a day of liberation. Shu mí群4∴⑧㈥" with a sound like Hong Zhong, the whole space It changed immediately.

The giant tripod filled with hot oil grew up quickly, and just in a blink of an eye, the world was filled with boiling golden oil and water, and there were tumbling oil bubbles everywhere, and there was no trace of voids, which exploded the space. Loud, yellowed.

Every oil bubble, every drop of hot oil flashes the complicated prohibition, there seem to be countless yīn souls inside, all screaming painfully and painfully, exuding like a real bitterness, impacting the mind of the person, this oil The pot **** unexpectedly blended the power of the true sun's true fire with the power of Otsuki, the gas of the Nine Nether, the filthiness, and many extreme negative emotions. It seemed to have both divine punishment and There is poisonous suffering.

And the giant tripods that turned into the walls of heaven and earth were also prohibited to emerge, forming countless signs, releasing the red light of the blue, green, black and three sèhún, blocking everything, and brushing out the black ray of light from time to time. It was Zhang Zhang's grudged face.

In this hot oily world, the huge ghost of the yellow-brown sè stands upright, the white and tragic flame is like a real dragon coiling, the scales and claws are distinct, and each scale has a dragon, a phoenix, and a sparrow. The mysterious huā patterns of the images of various ethnic groups such as Xuanwu, Xuanwu, Ren, Shura, etc., imply curses and hatred that complement each other with the prohibition of the oil pot **** formation.

"With complete boiler **** blessings and cooperation, my all-magic spell fire has the strength of a fourth-order peak. Under heaven and man, it can rival any monk." This layer of small **** master, the fire is evil Gui Puya is confident, "And if the real human beings from the three robbies are not nearly as strong, I don't need to do it. The oil pot **** alone can make him unable to walk around, being blown into grudges and fused with hot oil. "

He saw that Shi Xuan, who was trapped in the oil pot of heaven and earth, did not respond to his own words. He screamed loudly, and the miserable Bai Ling mantra splits into nine, turning into a white dragon with nine teeth and claws, towards the formation. Sensing Zhong Shixuan's location, there is a hint of cursed avenue.

Because of the magic of the spirits, the hot oil is extremely fierce, and the oil bubbles burst and break, and the boiling sound resounds through this small hell, making people feel numb in their bones when they hear it. There is no place to escape, no way to escape in this oil pan, and horrible hot oil is everywhere.

At this time, a magnificent golden bridge appeared out of thin air, passing through numerous oil bubbles that kept bursting, and fell on the other side of the giant tripod. Around the Golden Bridge on the other bank, blossoming golden lotus blossomed slowly, and the gleaming light appeared. The boiling oil and water immediately calmed down. The golden color was like a mirror, as if the breeze was not coming, the water was not on the lake, and the prohibition on the Juding was also stagnant, not only The power to lock the space disappears, and even normal formation operations are difficult to maintain.

Shi Xuan set foot on the other side of the golden bridge and walked forward, not as if he was in the terrible oil pot hell, but as if walking on the long bridge on the bright lake in March.

The Tai Chi figure suppresses Wanfang, a natural formation nemesis. Now that the Tribulation is complete for more than 400 years, it is naturally effortless and easy to suppress in the face of the large formations below the heavens, so Shi Xuan was right before The Hell Mirror Hell is repaired as a calm anomaly. Some of the little **** masters who only got better by the blessing of the law have no need to even shoot.

The pan of the oil pan is completely fixed. The breath of Puya, the Lord of Hell, instantly drops from the peak of the Three Tribulation to the Second Tribulation.

Under the repression, the Nine Charms White Dragon collapsed directly, while Puya’s thoughts were stagnant, and there was no response at all. He stood stunnedly standing under the golden bridge on the other shore, and sent Shi Xuan from the bridge like a wooden sculpture. Walked, stepped out of the oil pot hell.

It was not until the golden bridge on the other bank turned into a golden light, and flew into the Shixuan Yuanshen, and disappeared together in the oil pot hell, the Puya’s Yuanshen started to work, and suddenly awakened. Everything before it was in its memory. There was only a vast golden bridge with detachment and sacred meaning, and it was unclear how the three-robber real person left, and when to leave.

"If he wants to kill me?!" Puya thought of this section, only to feel trembling, and then he was terrified. Under the suppression of Jinqiao, Hugh said to resist, he was afraid that he would not even know how to die. "Which of such a real person has emerged?! The strength is not yet known, the magic weapon is the horror mystery anyway. With this thing alone, the real person of the Three Tribulation Peak can also fight! Why have never heard of this person, no It’s a nameless generation!"

In the past thousands of years, the real people who have been in battle for a long time have great strength and can defeat many of Puya, but relying on the oil pot hell, Puya can still withdraw from the whole body. This is the first time he is so close to complete death. Even if the opponent passed by, he didn't even bother to shoot, so I sighed a lot.

"You have to tell the other **** master about the magic weapon to avoid losing money." Puya said so, but she didn't take it seriously, even if you knew the situation of the golden bridge magic weapon, absolutely Under repression, it was still an unstoppable situation.

Besides, under the surveillance of Hell Mirror Hell, the Lord of the other layers of Hell can know the encounter here as long as he shoots at least half a second. He just tries his best to do everything. Presumably, the real person also thinks so, and has powerful Self-confidence, only to disdain to kill himself.

"I'm afraid it's only the real lord of the ice-cold little **** who broke through three hundred years ago, and the real peak of the three robberies can be blocked, but unfortunately the ghost king's hand is on." Puya quickly contacted the real person of the night string through the formation method. , Tell the situation of the golden bridge magic weapon.

Night-string real people seem to be fighting, but the strength of the three-robbery peak, plus the blessing of the formation, is almost heaven and earth. It is the card of the giant spirit ghost in the nine-layer small hell, so it is easy to handle.

After listening to his heart, he said lightly: "I know. Even if there is no blessing from the cold little hell, I will not be afraid of him." This is the confidence that touched mō to a trace of the spirit of the avenue, even if the other party also It's the same rank, with the help of the strong treasure, but when they are prepared, they are at the most disadvantaged.

The fighting in the small ice **** suddenly stopped, making Puya curious for a while: "Ye Xian, are you winning?"

"The two disciples under the Bone Sword Sovereign, but unfortunately he didn't even learn the swordsmanship, and White came in to die." Ye Xian lively replied calmly and abnormally, it seemed that the other party's methods came out one after another. Life-saving fourth-order treasures are not worth mentioning, "The blind crow under the mén, the ghost king of Mangshan, comes in, and his eye of death is a must."

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Shi Xuan broke out from the small **** of the oil pan, and came to a filthy, disgusting world, which was like a muddy swamp, rolling green bubbles, but if you look closely, the mud is a variety or Thick or thin feces and other filthy things have diverse faces, but they are almost green, smelly and smelly, and those who smell smell of the primordial spirit.

"Does this mean you can't beat you, nausea and death?" Shi Xuan looked at the small **** in the septic tank, and looked at the ghosts struggling in the feces, all with expressions of disgust, nausea, and hatred on his face, The slight chōu twitching of the corner of the mouth is not unacceptable with his own mood, but it is funny to think of this, and it is said that when any dung here is stained, the Yuanshen is immediately dirty and unkempt, even if he can escape, within a hundred years The odor will not dissipate.

Shaking his head, the golden bridge on the other side appeared, and the infinite amount of gold bloomed. Not only did the bubbles and tumble of the **** swamp stop, but even the odor that permeated every corner was shining under the golden lotus and exited near the golden bridge on the other side. The bridge under the bridge and the surrounding septic tank **** are like a fairyland in the world, with fragrant fragrance.

On the other side of the Golden Bridge, Shi Xuan walked toward the void on the other side. The Golden Bridge at his feet was like a substance. Every step, he could step on the faint beautiful ripples, like Shi Xuan’s footsteps.

At this time, in the **** swamp away from the Golden Bridge on the other side, a green sword light flew out, slashing toward Shixuan with a dirty, depraved, and fallen sword intention.

The countless small sword lights in the green illusion of all kinds of filthy things and filthy things. Before the sword light arrives, the mind will feel filthy. If it is an ordinary three-robed pure Yang magic weapon, it will be slashed with a sword. Immediately it will lose its spirit and fall into the dust.

The master of this small **** knows the power of the golden bridge from the other side of the mirror hell, so he hides far away, so that his thoughts are not suppressed and he can’t break out,

Relying on the strength of the Three Tribulation, and being far away from the Golden Bridge on the other shore and being prepared for a long time, his thoughts were only stagnant and he recovered. It is estimated that it is difficult for other fairy arts to break the light around the Golden Bridge, maybe the light is close , He was suppressed to be calm, so he united his body with Jianguang, and went all out to display the "dirty and broken spirit sword", intending to not stop Shi Xuan, but also to taint his magical golden bridge magic weapon for the next The Lord of Hell creates opportunities.

Shi Xuan's purple sword light broke through the sky, and beautiful starry sky appeared in the sword light, with stars shining brightly, or the Beidou, or the white rainbow, the blue dragon, the suzaku, the white tiger... Not diverging, but condensed on the sword light, the splendid and terror feelings are in harmony.

Purple Ying sword comes first~IndoMTL.com~ Straight above the yīn green sword light, the sense of killing, sharpness and destruction comes out vigorously, completely cutting off the filth, depravity and depravity, Crushed, even the sword light of yīn green sè was cut into two pieces, the purple Ying sword of the peak of the three robbers plus Zhou Tianxing's sword fighting skills seemed to be nothing and nothing!

Yīn green sword light turns into a little green streamer, and it will be scattered and reorganized, but the purple sword light is displayed, the dark night sky emerges, and the stars rise slowly, forming a variety of formations, Thousands of miles into a starry sea.

When the starry sky disappeared, the purple sword light flew back, and there was no movement at all, as if the fighting before the moment never happened.

"It's disgusting, disgusting! You're so bad, Master." Ziying Sword flew back to Shixuan Yuanshen and yelled, even if it was born with dignity, and it was easy to be filthy.

Shi Xuan smiled and comforted Ziying, walked across the golden bridge on the other bank, and got into the void to go to the last level of **** he wanted to break into.

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The cold wind roared, and the sky was full of snow and ice.

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