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White golden bell jar magic Yang and Li Sheng gave birth to the old woman, which can be said to be a skeleton. This magic all the way is just for ordinary people. For such a generation of uniting magic talents, it is born from the heart, except for magic, true fire yang and enlightenment, and the fly ash of the body and soul can not be super-living. If this old woman is a magic flame, it will be just a martial art. Since it is not as good as white waves, it can be an attribute to restrain a death
After whitewater killed the old woman, he faced the old man with a flame stick with the momentum of killing two innate masters. The old man also smiled bitterly. Whitewater knew that this person’s momentum was too weak to be decent. It is estimated that Whitewater will let him go when he dies. Definitely not
This white wave turns into a tiger, pouncing on a punch, biting like a tiger’s mouth, and the old man is struggling to sweep out with a big stick, bringing up the illusion of volcanic eruption. However, there is a momentum that is so bad that it is broken by a white wave and then the old man is beaten into a ball with one punch.
Boxing perfusion The old man suddenly lost control of his fire strength, and then his joints were hit and broken, and the hit part was unable to bear the strength and was directly punched with a big hole, and the account was settled.
There are two more deaths in this Gobi Desert-this is often the case where congenital masters die. The flower who was killed by whitewater is afraid to create a fog here where ice and fire change everywhere, and the old man can create a burning flame field, while the old woman’s daylights out and her body is purified by palm power, which is the most simple one with no environmental pollution.
However, the war profit is also gray. The old man here, Whitewater at least received the war profit-after touching the body, it was a bag. Whitewater found that there was a strange charm in the mouth of the bag that could absorb the innate qi. "This is probably a Chinese bag?" This is the mouth of the bag which is restrained by the holder’s special method of qi-it’s also a key.
It’s not impossible to force a breakthrough, but in this case, even if the contents of the bag are lost, it’s finished unless someone repaints it and seals it, otherwise it’s just an ordinary small leather bag. It’s also a sigh of relief to throw it away in vain. "Forget it and find a place where you can solve it first."
There must be a place to solve this bag. Every oasis should have this kind of bag that can crack the stolen goods. There is also a way to fight if it is not in time. Only then can whitewater deal with the physical injury and endure the pain, and he will have boxing luck.
That’s how my husband’s kung fu works. The white waves are not fast and slow, but as he leaves, the golden light gradually seeps out of the skin surface as if it were coated with oil. This golden shiny white wave body spreads, and every time he meets those wounds, he gets stuck and nibbles at the ice residue or flame of the wound bit by bit.
And when you meet those black places, this golden shine is like a flame meeting gasoline. It can spread directly in the past and gradually squeeze out ice slag from the white wound. It falls to the ground with a clang, and the flame with burning blood is forced out and burned little by little.
White waves inhale, exhale, muscles stretch, and the golden luster gradually and very firmly oppresses the body. Finally, the phantom of the golden bell directly emerges to cover him, and then the bell rings for three times in a row, and the residual wound of the white wave body directly ejects the ice slag flame and hits the Admiralty tribe. All the dark energy that sneaked into his body was really forced out by all the white waves.
Then there is the golden bell, and the wounds are forced to be squeezed and closed by muscles everywhere. Unfortunately, the white wave body can’t be coated for a while without the gold-creating medicine. He grabbed the ground and melted it into a piece of gold and silver by the flame, and the medicine bottle that was not damaged by the flame ice. He took a look and there was no medicine after all-who knows if the Happy King would add medicine after a night.
This man is no longer credible. Whitewater is glad that he didn’t eat this thing directly before. Otherwise, he may have been killed by those three people and his eye injury is under control. What are you waiting for? Go back and be that bastard. Whitewater also has a short temper. This happy king Chai Chunmen doesn’t have a good idea of killing him.
He also wants to know why this bastard wants to kill him. If you want to kill them, why don’t you just do it in Oasis? It can be said that some of the other three people are helpers like Bai Lang, and he is not sure to take two less people at the same time …
Then why don’t you go back quickly and wait for this guy to deal with others? Whitewater at the thought of this is to display flying skill at once-for him, it is the master of my family who wants to drive away those who invade the true qi, and his strong physique is directly equivalent to restoring most of the fighting capacity.
When the white waves rush, his strong body still recovers to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and constantly repairs his body. "Fortunately, it is not far away!" He sighed that the oasis looked at him and the white waves would not be paid into the city obediently this time. He directly rushed past the cavalry and watched the help yelling and chasing others from behind.
Even if they release the signal rocket, they are afraid that there will be many innate masters in this oasis. There are innate experts who can protect the oasis and take the initiative. If these people are enough, I’m afraid that Happy Wanggen doesn’t need to find someone from the outside.
White waves rushed directly into the oasis, and the imaginary point has crossed the street. In front of the crowd, there are pavilions and pavilions around the lake occupied by the Happy King. Where is this person? It’s not difficult to induce qi activity, and the psychic induction has locked the trace of the innate master in Li.
Sure enough, there is a guy who looks like a horse bandit, but not a happy king. This guy is also helping to refine medicine. One person is in a white wave, as if he had a long and big machete in his hand. He has also sensed the white wave and rushed out of a castle like a tornado.
Chapter four hundred and seventeen The weak
This guy was stunned when he saw the white waves, but then he broke out like a sandstorm in the desert. The whole humanized wind took up all the knives and waves and killed him. All the people involved and pavilions all melted into debris, that is, the flesh and blood were dried up and then the white waves were blown away like dust, but they were not killed here. A large number of attendants and rooms of Happy King have been killed and destroyed.
The closer the storm gets to whitewater, the bigger it becomes. But this man seems to have good martial arts, because he can gather strength-otherwise, the whole oasis will be shrouded in sandstorms, and now it’s just a sandstorm rolling for dozens of feet-the momentum of whitewater is also high. He just killed three to intercept his innate master, the white tiger fighting power, which is unprecedented.
"Mouth jie jie jie! Want to bomb the old man? You are not enough to work! " White waves say that people are not strong enough to speak, and then they gather gas with their arms in the palm of their hands. Then they directly meet the sandstorm and kill it. White waves spread their bodies and gather outside the white tiger phantom. In front of them, there is a bronze bell that covers the front half of the white tiger, and the bell knob slams into the sandstorm.
"Dong …" Zhong Changming’s ten thousand golden lights are completely different from the sandstorm, but the more violent hurricane is directly blown from the center of the sandstorm. Suddenly, the weather is fine and the sun shines, but the sandstorm is tied into a ring and constantly spreads-just like the typhoon eye, it has grasped the other knife-wielder with one claw. This is already a wonderful eyesight and martial arts. It goes straight into the palace, and life and death catch each other’s hand.
If there is a slight error, Whitewater may be chopped at this moment. Even if he has a golden bell, he will probably be seriously injured. But now Whitewater has occupied the wind, loser! It’ s secondary! " White waves also say specious words, and God knows what language it is. When a white tiger growls, the jaws of the white waves slam together, and the palm of the other hand is directly crushed like the jaws of the jaws, and it is pinched into a mass of metal flesh and bones.
Before the other party screamed out the white waves, it was a slap in the face, and it broke the wind with a roars. If it was a slap in the face, the palm force was that the big iron cone in Nandou White Tiger Boxing was hit by a yin force, and then it was natural to take off the meat, tire and bones and break into slag. This guy who rolled up the sandstorm was fierce and didn’t scream. It was a kick in the heart.
This foot dried up with a spiral whirlwind. The skin of Hiderigami White Wave became rough and sandy before it was touched. However, White Wave didn’t flash or avoid kicking the chest with this foot, and he also hit the target with one palm. White Wave retreated a few steps. He appeared with a few rags around his waist, and a footprint on his chest turned yellow like desert Gobi land, and then the color spread, and the flesh suddenly cracked and showed dryness.
"Ha!" Whitewater smiled a whole body of golden light, and the tattoo emerged vividly. The monkey tattoo also hugged the cracked place and melted it like swallowing it. Whitewater spat out one mouthful blood and turned it into dust before landing. He repeatedly made several snorts and spewed out dry dust, and that’s it.
And that guy got a palm in his chest and abdomen, and heard that he was like a string of firecrackers exploding. The whole person was short and a piece of blood was directly ejected from behind him-half a rib and several vertebrae burst through the body and took away half a dirty picture, which was almost fatal-of course, if whitewater didn’t pursue it, the injury alone might not be able to kill the innate master.
In this world, there is no lack of panacea. The innate master can really "grow back" these dirty bones, but it is not impossible that he has no chance to "hang back" his life, so he can’t stop the whitewater attack-he can’t come to Shui Pi, but who let whitewater kill three people and make the white tiger ShaQi so high?
The white tiger ShaQi breaks the barrier, and the ferocious rampage can be stopped, so this guy who failed to cut the whitewater personally will be finished, and whitewater vomits sand-this is all his blood and dirty tissue while sweeping a claw in a few steps, which will divide this guy into two halves, and even a congenital expert can’t live in whitewater. Only then can he breathe a sigh of relief, cough repeatedly and spit out more dust-this time the dust is mixed with blood.
It’s not better for him to sit cross-legged in the whitewater than to get hit by a sandstorm. The true qi still collides with other people, but it can also plunder the essence of self-growth. However, it has been trapped by the force of the whitewater golden bell jar, and now it needs the strength of the golden bell jar and the white tiger fist to kill it. Even if it’s all right, the whitewater breathes and breathes, and there is quite a bloody breath in the breath.
Even if the eye dispels this white wave of true qi, it is still a little injured in the viscera. Although the fighting capacity has not diminished, it is necessary to recuperate afterwards. "Let him find some clothes to wear first and then go to the happy king!" Whitewater has made a decision-this guy who was killed by him has nothing to think about, and he is also a happy king’s cronies. He must have his own place to live and he won’t take everything with him.
He didn’t recognize what Dan medicine was, and he didn’t dare to eat it casually to heal. But Jin Chuangyao may have pulled out a small box of black ointment, which smelled like mint. His fingers picked a little bit and wiped a wound on his body. Suddenly, there was a burning sensation here, which seemed to activate the wound and made Bai Lang feel pain. Then a sense of coolness came to curb the pain. "Look at the wound, a layer of white ointment was formed and it was really effective."
Whitewater rushed into the well-preserved castle, but he really found some clothes and picked out some clothes to wear-of course, Whitewater must have washed his body in the lake before, and he felt refreshed-and he was ready to fight the Happy King.
This man must be one of the highest martial arts players, and he was not sure when he was induced. Now, after killing four people, his anger is rising again, and his martial arts lethality can be said to have reached a new height. But where did Happy King go? When can I come back? Or to find him?
Chapter four hundred and ten Lean
The whole oasis is in chaos, and everyone has seen the sandstorm. Of course, everyone knows what it means. Almost everyone tries their best to get out of here quickly. If this oasis is uncontrollable, I don’t know how many people will die. If the water vein is damaged, the whole oasis may die. More than one oasis in the desert may die like this.
Of course, when the oasis is finished here, the water vein will release pressure from other places to form a new oasis-but that will be decades later … It’s better for the eyes not to be affected by the fish in the pool, but when everyone is crazy to flee, the clouds will disappear and the sandstorm will actually disperse directly-although it has saved everyone a face of sand, the sandstorm has completely disappeared.
It’s that sandstorm center that vaguely seems to have a huge golden bell standing, and there seems to be a white tiger roaring upwards outside the clock. Everyone is very scared, but if you look carefully, there is nothing.
Everyone slowed down and wanted to wait and see the limelight again. It wasn’t long before many people decided to leave-however, they had a good time to clean up and then left. Because someone took the opportunity to do evil-this oasis guard force can still maintain order. After all, their own homes are still oases. Is it also flustered? Happy King Chai Chunmen hasn’t appeared yet?
He felt a little hungry when the whitewater force was flowing. "Well, after two fights, at least a bowl of blood was shed, so he needed to find something to eat and make up for it." So he quickly went to the unspoiled pavilions to find whitewater and put something in his mouth while waiting for Chai Chunmen to come back. "Here it is!" Whitewater felt the soaring momentum, which was like the desert sun.
"This momentum! Hum ….. "White waves in front of an alchemist when a comparison will know that this guy is stronger and stronger than a packet of white waves is also high fighting spirit. He even killed four people. Four people are innate masters. How can they be happier than this Wang Qiang? All the bosses! Whitewater since the science of uniting the tiger’s true meaning that killing is not weak.
This guy is too lazy to make any surprise attack, and he won’t hide the secret method of breath, so he releases his true qi and runs a huge white tiger. The virtual shadow appears ferocious and terrible, and then the momentum across the street is a meal. Then the sun is booming and the speed is a few percent faster. At this time, he looks straight at the whitewater. Instead, he looks at the people who are running in the distance behind him and thinks for a moment, but he takes the initiative to meet them with flying skills.
In this way, he and Chai Chunmen will encounter white waves in Gobi, and they don’t want to fight and ruin this oasis. There are still so many people. I told you that white waves are really a good man.
White waves pulled up a solitary smoke and killed it straight to the sun-like man Chai Chunmen. After taking that Dan medicine, it was really martial arts. This gesture was like a big sunset. Although people are not burning the sky and cooking the sea, they still have a terrible sense of high temperature and drought. He is close to releasing water outside the scene and forming a kind of drought field. If it is released outside the scene, it will even reach the level of Hiderigami. Demons thousands of miles away in the red land
Chai Chunmen was so angry that he could still look at Whitewater with a smile on his face. "It was indeed said that even the cabinet among the congenital masters of the giant white jade column could rank in the top ten, and maybe he could step into the scene in the next day." Whitewater looked at this handsome middle-aged man in front of him, and his warm hands paused. "Isn’t it just one step away from each other’s cabinet? Look at this situation. It’s not surprising that a moment is a master of the scene. "
"Hahahaha, where did the pavilion go after him? It’s just a matter of death and escape. Even the pavilion has already killed four people." Chai Chunmen smiled strangely. "All right …" Then he did it. It was the light like the hot sun. In the light, it was his true meaning of martial arts, and Whitewater immediately lived with his hands, but his body was still attacked everywhere.
This attack is through the visual attack of whitewater. He was fascinated by the scene of whitewater. The white tiger growled furiously and was also burned by the light. There was blood and tears in whitewater’s eyes. As soon as his eyes were closed, he just jumped at it. It is definitely not possible to be beaten like this. This happy Wang Gongli is much better than that machete guy. In just a short time, this light has made whitewater’s skin dry and cracked through his golden bell.