The third volume Fairy things Chapter two hundred and twelve Strange incarnation

The stars demon emperor The third volume Fairy things Chapter two hundred and twelve Strange incarnation
The sun gradually moved westward, overlooking the mulberry peaks. All the year round, the snow was white, and at a little abrupt, the fierce battle between red and black continued.
Yang Jian is still struggling to insist that his opponent, the bodhi old zu of Styx, is not as powerful as the Yuan God, not as high as the realm, not as transparent as the true spirit, and not as the only one who can beat his opponent to a certain extent, but with the time, the ability consumption is gradually unsustainable.
A tidal wave of fatigue flooded into Yang Jian, which was in an unprecedented desperate situation. Off-court Niu Mowang, Devil Jiao and Devil Peng gathered their powers and prepared to make moves at any time.
There is no end to the foul blood wave, and the bodhi old zu of Styx and the incarnation of the blood god attack Yang Jian on both sides. Finally, he has reached the limit, and his whole body is flashing white Guanghua, and he has receded into a trance like a flood. He has turned a blind eye to all dangers and his mind has sunk into the dead darkness.
Look at the opponent’s hole, look at the blood waves in the heart of the bodhi old zu of Styx, and the blood god will attack at the same time, even if the saint teacher behind the opponent is inconvenient to slay him on the spot, he will be abolished.
At this time, Yang Jian’s mind lingered in the dead silence, and it seemed that there was no time to pass. I don’t know how long it took, but his mind was agitated to the extreme. In this virtual space, Yang Jian rose up the impulse of self-termination, but he couldn’t do it now.
Nai, sad, sad, disappointed, fidgety, angry, hateful … Yang Jian has been on the verge of collapse. In the desperate situation, Yang Jian’s despair seems to be clearly projected in the mirror as if he is looking at himself violently and fidgety on the other side.
Mind immersed in the outside world for several years, but just a snap of your fingers suddenly emerged. Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes and turned a blind eye to the imminent attack on the body. Behind him, the virtual shadow of the giant sword suddenly solidified into a firm but firm shock wave, and the clouds scattered around the sky.
Yang Jian pursues penance, and every time he has the ability to bless penance, after several years, he has finally cut out the evil corpse and entered the realm of Luoxian.
His mother, Baguio Fairy, endowed him with the essence of chaotic jade and refined his sword body for many years. Yang Jian pinned all kinds of negative emotions on them and took advantage of the situation to carve out an embodiment of strange evil thoughts.
After 6 years, the corners of the mouth slightly tilted back, and I no longer need to look at the concept of God of War … My third brother has grown into a towering tree to withstand the wind and rain and no longer needs the protection of his elders.
The sword with a height of more than 100 feet carries the momentum of cutting skyshatter, and Yang Jian cuts it around his body by himself.
The tyrannical mood is full of excitement, and the bodhi old zu of Styx is preparing to grab the fruit that is about to win. The blood god was cut off by the middle and scattered violently to turn the blood rain into a sea of blood; The body was swept out by people and swords, and stood behind it. It trembled slightly around the sky, and the dense rune mantras surrounded it. Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes and the fine mans suddenly became silent for a long time, and the momentum rose.
A few people in a trance have such an illusion in their hearts-the foot body is as high as the baizhang sword.
Many changes Niu Mowang straight gaping exclaimed "incredibly breakthrough? ！”
Dumpling demon king smiled like envy, sighed like despair, shook his head and sighed, "It’s incredible that there is another peerless strong man since today."
The extraordinary splendour in Lord Peng’s eyes whispered softly in his mouth, "Remember a moment … the first case that Pangu Heaven came to Jin Xianshen to challenge Luo Xian and win the battle will be born."
Old fox Jiang Sheng saw that the situation suddenly improved and his mood improved greatly, and he sincerely praised, "Looking at Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhen Jun, I seem to see the clouds again."
Zhu Jiuyin was watching wait for a while as Yang Jian was deeply absorbed in his lofty sentiments. Hearing Jiang Sheng’s words, he couldn’t help but turn his head curiously and ask, "Is my big brother better than my third brother in the cloud?"
Niu Mowang slapped Zhu Jiuyin’s shoulder and laughed. "Brother Zhu, my old cow once heard that it made the master elder brother’s talented friend in the cloud rank first among his younger brothers. It is necessary to practice hard, otherwise he will not be worthy of being tied for his brother."
"Exactly." The dumpling demon king smiled at the interface. "Which of the three elder brothers-Yunzhong, Wen Zhong and Yang Jian-is not a peerless wizard and a famous earthquake? Brother Zhu has the honor to become the fourth brother in front of the throne, but how many people can’t wait for the opportunity to lose face with your three brothers."
Zhu Jiuyin’s heart was flooded with pride, and suddenly he heard Lord Peng exclaim, "Look!"
A few people saw the blood bulge around the bodhi old zu of Styx standing beside him like a human figure, and a ferocious ugly face hung down from the water curtain.
"Blood god? ！” On the sidelines, several people exclaimed that Yang Jian was slightly wrinkly to knit the knife-shaped eyebrows.
I caught a glimpse of the change of Yang Jian’s look. The bodhi old zu in Styx was not satisfied. He made the incarnation of the blood god nine deep and remote blood seas in one place. Even if he was hit hard, he could recover in a short time.
Quietly standing in the original Yang Jian eyebrows, the third eye turned white again.
"Want to restore mana?" The bodhi old zu of Styx sneered at one meeting in the heart, and joined hands with the incarnation of the blood god to bully the wide sleeves and repeatedly waved the waves to hit Yang Jian’s opponent’s breathing machine.
Yang Jian looked at the giant sword behind him and disappeared into the fleeting sword. The whole body white brilliance disappeared. Breathe when it was gathered. His mana has risen. Luo Xian should have a green light to meet the head-on pressure. The waves will be dissolved one by one, or they will be cut into blood rain and fall back into the sea of blood, or they will be dragged back and there are omissions.
This is his kendo-it’s true that foreign objects realize heaven and nature follows its flaws to solve it. In pure terms, Yang Jian kendo has surpassed his teacher, the demon emperor saint, for 6 years.
With Yang Jian’s breakthrough in Luoxian’s situation, the mana, realm and true spirit were immediately reversed. Yang Jian was just a little inferior. Every sword swing contained the sum of body incarnation mana, and the bodhi old zu of Styx was driven into a hurry with exquisite kendo practice.
On the sidelines, Zhu Jiuyin and others saw that Yang Jian had killed the bodhi old zu of Styx several times. Everyone was excited and looked forward to the end of this war-Yang Jian killed the bodhi old zu of Styx with a stunning sword.
The sun rises in the west and the jade rabbit rises all over the sky, and the stars fall in the world. One day, Yang Jian built the Penglai Island, and the practice of stars was constantly supplemented, consuming mana and getting more and more brave.
In view of this, it is possible for the bodhi old zu of Styx to win in vain, so he holds a magic weapon at the bottom of the closet to protect himself-a small flag of dark black is shaken to grow into a three-foot-high wind and ten thousand black lotus flowers are shaken to protect the bodhi old zu of Styx.
It is the natural treasure of the Five Elements Flag-Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.