Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 403: The devil enters the body, 3 days and 3 nights
Twelfth, finally, "It's done!
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Zhang Fan deity, three-legged Golden Crow dharma idol, Great Sun Precious Mirror, Wan Jiantu, flame dragon heart simultaneously burst, frontal bombardment;
Core Formation avatar, left and right yin-yang mirror isolated, right hand purple tower sword thunder burst, side attack
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With the cooperation of the two, since Golden Core great accomplishment, the strongest power has exploded in an instant, the spirit qi in the sky, and all kinds of divine ability, turned into angry sea turbulent, swept out.
Under this horrible power, Ni Sang stood on the altar with one foot, like a reef in the big waves, and endured endless attacks in vain.
Whether it was the demon **** who first exhibited it, or the ghost spells and the sacrifices of all things that burst out afterwards, they all collapsed under this continuous impact, leaving only thousands of years accumulated in the altar Jingqi burst, temporarily resisted.
"Oh
At this very moment, there was an inhuman roar. Suddenly came out of Ni Sang's mouth, and at the same time, his skin around him broke apart, and a large stream of blood poured out, flowing on the altar, gradually becoming a mysterious pattern.
"Huh?!"
Zhang Fan and not at all, who broke out the strongest power, relax their vigilance against him. Such desperate people are the most terrible. However, they are not afraid of death, and naturally have no scruples. They may exhibit all kinds of incredible means and have to be careful. .
When he sees this, he knows that there must be something weird divine ability to show, where he dares to be neglected, his whole body dazzled with fire.
Ignition line, suddenly arrived, but blinked skill, came near, a palm, under the cover.
The real attack is not from the palm of your hand. At that moment, Zhang Fan's cuffs suddenly widened, as if a black hole appeared, a powerful suction burst, covering Ni Sang all under him.
Not to mention the combat strength first, Ni Sangdan said that cultivation base realm is indeed above Zhang Fan. Imagine putting it directly in his sleeve as before, but I can’t, but a little interference, but there is no problem.
I never thought about what happened next. But he went beyond his expectations.
In the face of endless suction, Ni Sang’s already smoothed skin twitched, seeming to record away, and his eyes looks at no longer resisted, he would go to the followers of those tribes, but there was nothing in his eyes. The color of panic, but the meaning of denial.
"The body sacrifices, the demon enters the body!"
"God descends!"
"Poof
The sky full of blood mist exploded directly from Ni Sang’s body, violently shaking, and a mad breath, appeared at the same time.
Zhang Fan's complexion instantly became concubine.
Crazy and violent, extremely violent, Ni Sang’s body seems to be suddenly tall, there is no real change, but facing him, it feels like facing a giant mountain, which may fall down at any time and bring it down. Buried in it.
This is powerful in spiritual power. It is so powerful that it is not like human beings. It is like facing an ancient giant with a giant mountain in one step, and it can cross the ocean. The instinctive heart palpitations of life.
I never imagined that Ni Sang was so crazy. Now the breath rising in him, Zhang Fan is no stranger, but a moment ago, he shuddered.
Human snake body, eight-armed demon!
It is the breath of the demon **** who appeared before! The difference is that Ni Sang now uses the ontology sacrifice method, which directly introduces the demon into the body, completely out of it.
On the occasion of thousand pounds, Zhang Fan's thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly shrunk his hand and put it back in half of his sleeves. Qiankun retracted it, and the force of the anti-bite made his mouth bleed, but without any hesitation, he immediately withdrew and retreated.
Now let’s say that it is impossible to put Ni Sang in the sleeve of the universe, even if it is small, he dare not try it. At this time, Ni Sang’s body, but the distraction of the ancient demon god, even if the body has insufficient power, it itself His spiritual power is also terrifying. If he destroys the Qiankun sleeve internally, he will cry without tears.
Don't make any mistakes, take back all divine ability, Core Formation avatars also belong to the body, Zhang Fan flashed a body, and fell into the ghost forest of several miles away, temporarily out of the battlefield.
"Where are you going!"
Ni Sang's expression is constantly twisted. A virtual image of an eight-armed demon **** was inserted into the sky behind him, and its terrifying breath spread out. The boulders that had survived the previous offensive were also annihilated into powder, which was the water in the lake, which kept turning back and forth. It seems that there is an invisible dam, advancing constantly.
In just five words, Ni Sangcang’s old voice was heard in the front. Later, the sound of metal attribute appeared, and the sound was loud and roaring, which caused countless echoes.
At this time, Ni Sang, whether he himself or the demon **** is distracted, is also unclear about himself. Only the obsession, which killed the Zhang Fan and rescued the clan, has driven him to roll up countless waves. , With a popping sound, disappeared in the original. Follow away.
Before and after, two figures disappeared into the forest.
It seems that the world is calm, but even if it floats in the lake, and the fish with its white belly is known, all this is just the beginning.
Three days and three nights later, Zhang Fan faced the most difficult battle of his life.
On the first day, in the southeastern corner of the Guiyin Forest, the large trees were uprooted by a sudden gust of wind and flew all the way to the sky, before they were unable to fall.
In the loud sound of trees falling down. Unable to conceal the sound of black cries, thunder roared, the sword gas broke, and the sound repeated. Naturally, the loudest among them is a roar that sounds like an ancient quality penalty.
From a distance, it can be seen more clearly that a virtual image of an eight-armed demon **** is constantly confronting opponents such as three-legged Golden Crow, Swire flame dragon, etc., making it extremely depressed, whether it is the overbearing of Golden Crow or the madness of flame dragon Hao, at this time, all tacitly chose the roaming attack strategy, which made him coated with Juli divine ability, but he couldn't show it.
The day has passed.
The second day and the third day"
Guiyin Forest suffered an unprecedented disaster. Large swaths of forest fell down, flames burned, and the wind screamed. Looking from the sky, the ghostly shaded forest densely covered with umbrellas in the past seemed to be dysentery. The alopecia areata in the east and the west, and the flames are burning from time to time, spreading into disaster, eyes looks at. In a few days, this ghost-ghost forest, which I haven't known for many years, will be destroyed.
It seems to go back to the origin in a circle. After three days and three nights and fighting back, the powerful flame and the violent demon, beside the Xingluo Lake group, exploded into infinite power.
Under the competition between the two, the lake water at the foot has to be divided into two.
Some lakes are steaming, dispersing the sky. Turned into a thick mist, looming everything. Among them, flame dragon's posture appears, Golden Crow's style, wandering indefinitely;
The other part was directly photographed by the boundless giant force, like a jade dragon, shocked frantically in the huge phantom eight-arm waving room in the air.
In these three days, there have been countless times in these three days, even if it is the devil’s violent roar, it also looks a little weak.
It’s cut, it’s time to end.
"Boom!"
The arrogant jade dragon seemed to be stuffed with a punch in it, flew out, and had to spread out in the future. A touch of golden flame spreads along the dragon's body, and in a short time, the steam is transpiring and turning into
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When the wind rises, the dissolved water vapor disperses. Between heaven and earth, return to Qingming.
"Are you finally willing to die? hahaha"
The hoarse voice is obviously a crazy smile, but it makes people feel no more than a little bit of meaning, but only feels like a dog in the hot sun, sticking out his tongue in vain.
In the laughter, the last point of water mist was included in the cuffs, and the clouds disappeared, and the master Zhang Fan of the sleeves was also revealed!
Three days and three nights fighting and retreating, Zhang Fan's face. There is inexhaustible exhaustion, and there is also indescribable ease.
Looking up at the rickshaw figure who laughs in the wind, Zhang Fan stands hand in hand, with a little bit of scorn, a little pity, leisurely said: "Old man Ni, are you sure you can still use this thumb?"
"Why don't you try it!"
"Of course
The sound of laughter came to an abrupt end. Ni Sangshen pointed to Zhang Fan take action, but he couldn't say a word, and his eyes were full of fear.
The outstretched fingers are shriveled and yellow, as if covered with a film covering the phalanges of the changers, they look like human hands, and are more like the claws of monster beast.
The change did not continue all the time, and under his eyes, the entire finger slowly turned black, as if it were a corpse buried deep underground for countless years.
"How come, how come
"Give me a little more time, just one point is enough!"
In Ni Sang’s already blurred mind, there is only such a thought, holding his head and shaking it desperately, wanting to squeeze out the time even if it is a clock.
However, the passing of vitality can't be blocked by external forces.
Under his palm, the skin on his face instantly lost all the moisture and applied a little force. The next layer will be rubbed, revealing the pale white muscles without any blood, that is, blood. It has been dried up in three days and three nights of consumption.
"Impossible, impossible!"
With the last hope, Ni Sang turned his head sharply and looked behind him, he hoped to see the demon **** phantom, as long as it was there,
Reality is cruel. Behind him, power is powerful in three days, chasing Zhang Fan to hide from the virtual image of the demon in Tibet, and is cracking and annihilating in the wind.
In a flash, nothing!
"No
Even Ni Sang didn’t even say the last sentence completely, and the voice was only spoken. The whole person froze suddenly, and didn’t even have the power to turn around, like a clay sculpture of a wooden figure.
"Call"
Breeze blowing, Ni Sang’s humanoid body starts from the top of his head and quickly weathers, drifting away with the wind",
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At this time, Zhang Fan finally relaxed. Slowly and softly, he fell to the ground, and there was a light smile on his face.
"Finally
"Drag him to death!"
The twelfth share has been completed, and Dongliu also has to say: "Finally"
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The above is not counted! (To be continued)