Unparalleled Emperor Chapter 2576: Original make up surgery
? The five colorful stamps, which flow through the world, are at first glance the infinity, hiding the vastness of the universe!
The sky-turning seal exploded too suddenly, and has been dormant in the origin of Daoling. Now, once it recovers, the power can shake the cosmic starry sky, it is rotating, and the nine'color' colorful seals have also driven the universe to work. ,:.
The holy king was cold all over the body. He never thought that the Taoist had this killer skill. He had little room for reaction. The treasure body was instantly covered with a layer of armor. "Desire" wanted to withstand the power of heaven.
"Hula!"
The sky-turning seal turned, as if it were transformed into an independent universe, enveloping the holy king. The holy king also turned over in the turning room. He was suppressed by the monstrous divine power, and with the armor that flipped over his body, he burst!
"Ah!"
The holy king wailed, his whole body was cracked, his waist was cut off, and his whole body became two pieces!
This is the sky-turning seal, so horrible, once the recovery is carried with the adversary flipped in the universe, and the enemy is fed with the supernatural power!
"Kill!"
Daoling is roaring, killing the whole as a whole, his head full of black hair dancing violently, he strides forward in a flash, holding Kunpeng Zhenyu, and slashing to the head of the Saint King!
"Om!"
In a flash of light, the Holy King seemed to be torn apart, but at this time his brow suddenly erupted with an infinite beam of light, entangled with the original airflow, like an original Taoist mark recovering!
His whole chanting sound shook the heavens and the earth, seemingly transformed into a primitive Taoist.
"What!"
Dao Ling's face'color' changed drastically. It wasn't his horror that the holy king hid his brow in his heart, but that he had mastered the original mantra, even he had built the original mantra. Come out!
"Be careful of the original one!"
Dao Ling's ears inexplicably appeared black armored youth, is it that the person he refers to is not an outsider, but a holy king!
Dao Ling is a little bit messy, what is the situation? But he doesn't have time to think about it now. The holy king's thin lines are too domineering, like a congenital killer running in the air, actually resisting Kunpeng Zhenyu's lore!
"Roar!"
The holy king roared to the sky, his hair covered with blond hair stained with blood, he seemed to turn into a **** and mad demon, half of his body burned with blood, and the original war gun he held was violently stroked, splitting the space, Sweeping towards Daoling's neck!
This original war gun is extremely amazing, wrapped in dark fairy light, making the universe starry sky clear, so stabbing the head of Daoling.
Dao Ling is roaring, his body is murderous, and Kunpeng Zhenyu is burning, spitting out the big Kunpeng, the peerless Kunpeng force is bursting out, bombing the original war gun.
"Boom!"
The two great soldiers smashed together, and a landslide mass sound "wave" moved, shaking the sky and the ground.
However, at this moment, the Holy King burned half his body, his breath of life was too tenacious, and he was cut into two pieces by the seal of the sky, even with the surplus of resistance.
At this time, his ‘flesh’ body glowed, and for a time the Holy Light collapsed, and the ‘hair’ hole hung down on the thick original airflow, accompanied by the primitive Dao's rumbling vibration.
"Original truth!"
The two of them held the two great soldiers at the moment of collision, the Holy King turned into a primitive Taoist, he was chanting!
The body of the Holy King seems to be transformed into a golden ‘color’ ocean, transmitting a strange ‘wave’ movement, sweeping towards Daoling’s body.
"Boom!"
Daoling’s ‘flesh’ body was shaking, the source vibration was very large, and it seemed that the source would be separated from the body and fly into the body of the Holy King with the Holy King’s chanting sound.
"This!"
Dao Ling lost his ‘color’, and he never expected that the Holy King could steal his origin with the original truth, even he felt that the origin was about to be taken away!
This original mantra is the highest scripture in the original vein!
Daoling's original holy body seems to have no resistance at all, and will be taken away!
"Big things are not good!"
The ‘hybrid’ chaotic ancient well is shocked, this is the flaw, the strongest flaw in the original vein, the original scripture is passed down, and now the Holy King has mastered the original scripture, he is equal to the ancestor of the original vein!
This is equivalent to an ancestral blood, a blood lineage inheritance. If the emperor summoned, the blood line of his descendants will be directly deprived by the emperor, which is the same reason as the original mantra.
This may be the enemy of the main population of Tianfeng. He masters the original truth and can steal the origin of the original vein!
"Wan Dao Jing!"
Daoling roared, his eyes were ‘desire’, his eyes were bleeding, he felt that everything had to be deprived!
At this moment, Wan Dao was tumbling, blowing thin sea sounds, sonic shocks and cosmic floods. His origin turned into two sources, one black and one gold, and turned into a Tai Chi figure at the time of operation, returning to Daoling in vivo!
"Kill!"
Daoling leaped up in an instant, the original ‘hole’ sky was in his treasure body, and evolved three thousand true masks. He was working on the heavenly immortal technique, traversing the original mantra, and running the immortal blow!
"Boom!"
This is an invincible fist burst, traversing in the middle of the year, the body beam of the killing Saint King is broken, bombarded in his body, and his half-shocked body is cracking!
"Poof!"
The Holy King coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and he flew out, but his face ‘color’ was calm and scary, and he said with a deep voice: "The source has been transformed!"
"Tear!"
Dao Ling never felt a bit hesitant, once again crossed over and ‘pulled out’ Kunpeng True Feather and slashed to the head of the Saint King!
The fiery radiant four'shots', Kunpeng swayed upwards, covering the sky dome, the huge treasure body wrapped around the power of Kunpeng, violently slammed down,'desire' was about to collapse Wanli River Mountain!
The appearance of the holy king looks terrible, and his body must be completely smashed. His injury is too serious, but he is still alive and his vitality is too tenacious!
"Om!"
The holy king is long hissing, and his immortal Xianzhen is so domineering, like a primitive Taoist who has been dominating nine days, he is running the world's fighting power, holding a primitive war gun.
"Kill!"
The holy king is **** and mad, the whole holy light eruption, resisting the supernatural power of Kunpeng Zhenyu!
‘Mixed’ chaotic ancient wells are trapped and ‘confused’, the fairy of the Saint King’s eyebrows is so strange that he can’t see any form, but this treasure is so amazing that it is equivalent to the Holy King’s second ‘life’ life.
"Hmm, you can’t kill me, you can’t hit it a few times."
The **** ‘color’ of the Holy King is becoming more and more calm. His remains are burning, and a thick primitive ‘wave’ is flowing, wrapping his remains.
This moment his manifestation is too amazing, like crossing in the middle of the years, his'flesh' body that is about to explode has even begun to repair~IndoMTL.com~ This seems to be a kind of sky-filling force, wrapping him The remains.
"Cracking!"
The saint king burned as a whole, and the residual body was repaired, and even the two pieces of ‘flesh’ were repaired on their own, which is amazing.
"This is, this is the primal celestial art!" "Hang" Chao Gujing said in a deep voice: "The primitive celestial art, no less than "color" immortal **** phoenix, can reverse the "yin" yang, heal the wounded body !"
Dao Ling's breath was a little heavy, and his source was almost taken away just now!
If it is not the elder brother's transformation of his source, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"No need to panic, your source is for me!"
The remains of the holy king were wrapped in primitive airflow, and his eyebrows flowed with horror and terrifying heavenly prestige, holding primitive war guns, and said coldly: "This is your destiny!"
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