Paradise of Demonic Gods Chapter 924: Leader

The white giant palm was photographed with the sky falling, which was enough to destroy a street and beat tens of thousands of people into meat sauce in one blow.

"This person can kill Claude in one shot, I am afraid that it is the strength of Major General or even Lieutenant General. But I am already a senior combat force, and in the gap of the Holy Spirit, my strength must at least strengthen 3rd stratum . "

"With this palm, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die."

When the railway man thought that his palm was enough to subdue the strange man in front of him, Fang Xingjian raised his palm slightly.

"A ring? Speaking of which I also have one."

Instantly, a dazzling white light bloomed from his hand, and the white light intertwine into a shadow of a sword, and stabbed towards the palm of the iron man's hand.

It seems to be inspired by the other party. Fang Xingjian directly uses the white energy as Martial Intent and turns it into WuHan Sword Intent.

In the shocked eyes of the railway man, his condensed giant palm was easily broken like a piece of tofu, and was strangled by a white sword shadow into a sky light spot.

Oh!

Jian Ying paused for a moment, and had come across the air, piercing him straight.

The iron man felt an immense amount of pressure on his face, it seemed that the whole world had disappeared, and only that white sword shadow filled the entire field of vision.

Boom! He shot it again with one palm, and the white energy surged from the void like the tide of the sea, and continued to hit the sword shadow.

The white energy seemed to be alive in his hands. From all angles, he turned into a knife, gun, and various methods to hit it.

The sword was persecuted for more than 1500 meters, and the distance of 1500 meters was receded before the sword's power was exhausted.

At this time, the face of the railway man is pale, and both eyes is full of panic.

I am afraid that only their strongest, the regiment chief in the Legion can do this step. The other party is also a regiment chief-level strongman?

The iron man stared at Fang Xingjian and said, "Who the **** are you? Why do you also have a white ring, I have never seen you."

Fang Xingjian said lightly: "Lead the way, I want to see your regiment chief."

The railway man took a deep look at Fang Xingjian and said, "Come with me."

Since the opponent already has regiment chief level strength, naturally it is not something he can stop.

Looking at Fang Xingjian following the iron man, the Jessica on the side has been stunned. Where can she think of the strongest person she has ever met, the general Warrior like the iron man was defeated by the strange man What exactly is this person?

Looking at the two figures leaving, Jessica gritted his teeth and raised his leg to follow.

...

Sacred White Gap, a small world built with white energy, is also the headquarters of the White Legion.

Everything in this world seems white, whether it is an animal or a plant, or a rocky sky.

In the depths of the world, a dozen white men and women are sitting cross-legged on a square with white jade as the base.

Among them are yellow people, white people, even black people, old people, middle-aged people, and boys and girls.

At the moment, all of them are wearing white robes, listening to the class with a serious face.

The lecture is about an old man with a very thin body and a long white beard dragged to the ground. The old man looks sleepy and seems to fall asleep anytime, anywhere.

It's just that he keeps talking, explaining the application of white energy.

"The white ring requires a firm heart for seeking the Tao. The way for seeking the Tao, such as sailing against the water, retreats if you do not advance. What he needs is that you focus on Cultivation every moment, every minute, every second.

Slightly slack, not only will the energy of the ring you can cause become less, you will even retreat and lose your qualification to own the ring. "

The old man said lightly: "So our White Legion has always been the least in 13 Color Regiment. But the upper limit we can reach is also the highest.

Because the stronger the heart of seeking the Tao, the stronger the will, the white energy complements the mind and the will. "

Everyone listened carefully to the old man ’s explanation, even if the other person was talking about clichés, just because convenience is the strongest of the White Legion, 13 Color Regiment has the oldest qualification and the oldest regiment chief long pulse.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the distance, followed by a violent shaking of the earth, a series of ground shaking, like a nuclear explosion.

The crowd, who were still attending the class, immediately stood up, looking in horror at the direction of the explosion.

"What's going on?"

"Are the majors above major generals fighting?"

"It's over?"

During the time when everyone felt suspicious about this, the dragon vein Taoist opened his originally stingy eyes, and a faint light flashed in the murky eyes, only to hear him say lightly, "Don't be surprised, just sit down, Keep listening. "

The people in the White Legion still believe in the authority of regiment chief. After hearing the words of Longmai Daochang, they all sat back and continued to listen to Cultivation.

A few minutes later, the railway man came to the practice ground with Fang Xingjian and Jessica.

The appearance of two strange men and women immediately attracted everyone's attention.

It ’s really attracting attention Fang Xingjian At this moment, the heart sword is obvious, giving people an indescribable suction gravity , Let everyone be attracted to him without even knowing it, even a slight favor.

Longmai Taoist raised his head and focused his eyes on Fang Xingjian, saying, "His coming from afar, I don't know why?"

Fang Xingjian laughed and stepped forward: "From today, I will be in charge of the White Legion."

With the conclusion of the Fang Xingjian sentence, all the original good feelings and the gravity suction instantly disappeared, and even between positive and negative, it turned into a deeper feeling, and everyone's emotions were unknowingly Fang Xingjian Manipulation.

"Bold madman!" A black man jumped up, angrily: "Is this you wanton ..."

Booming, there seems to be another big invisible hand running through the air, and the black man who jumped up hasn't finished speaking. He has been directly blown out, his white robe piece shattered and fell to the ground and fainted.

"Who else have comments?" Fang Xingjian said lightly.

After seeing his sect, everyone in the White Legion was naturally angry, even the railway man who had just been forced to retreat by Fang Xingjian was burned in anger, and his white energy rose into the sky.

They are one of the White Legion, 13 Color Regiment. When have human beings who possessed extraordinary powers come to the door like this?

But when a white light rose into the sky, the Longmai Dao slowly stood up and said, "Do you want to be my enemy in this white army?"

Fang Xingjian coldly said: "Not for the enemy, but to lead you."