Tianxin was so surprised that he sweated. A hundred light-years ago, the purple iron opened the heavenly sword and cut a blow. Hard shake with each other’s heavy fist light, although split the fist light, but the momentum of progress is also slow, it is difficult to continue to break the boundary to break through the other side’s grip on the sword, as the mind turns sharply, the purple iron sword flies sideways and jumps out of the range of finger shadow.
"Good instrument, good instrument!"
The man let out a strange cry and pointed at the shadow, trying to catch up with the purple iron sword that jumped sideways.
In normal times. The heavenly heart’s purple iron opens the heavenly sword and may change hands. But at this moment, under the attack of thousands of Taoist priests, the man’s strength for dealing with unexpected situations is really insufficient. Although his Luo Tian Finger Shadow became sicker, the following 900,000 nuclear bombs in Tianxin were killed and exploded, causing the Finger Shadow to explode. When he made another effort, the side jump of the purple iron sword was completed, and he turned around and jumped back, just a little bit …
Seeing the heavenly heart, the purple iron sword changed from a hundred light-years to a three-zhangs sword, and disappeared in a flash. The man laughed angrily!
At the right time. Sweating like a river, Tianxin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Zitie Kaitian Sword was finally saved. Come back.
"This man, if I don’t do something, I will never be able to beat him."
Tianxin was very depressed by the data obtained from the close loss of the purple iron sword and the explosion of millions of nuclear bombs.
"In nine days, Hualien has been able to transmit, but it’s time for me to leave this fighting field."
Tianxin decided to leave the fighting field after the purple iron sword came back. Now, the data to be obtained has basically been obtained, and he is not suitable to appear in the field of Yu-level Taoist before his own ability does not exceed the power represented by these data.
The purple iron sword flies back naturally much faster than the nuclear bomb in the nuclear. Two days later, Tianxin waved Hualien for nine days, and it spread to ten trillion light years, and finally broke away from the endless airspace beyond his level.
Looking back, this corner of the boundless heaven and earth in the spiritual knowledge is still in the airspace with evil light. Tianxin adjusted its direction, looking for and moving to the sky.
After a few days of tossing and turning, they all appeared in the spiritual knowledge.
In the spiritual knowledge. The situation is quite bad, there is a war raging, and Tianxin is no longer in a hurry to transmit. He is thinking about what he should do for it, or what is the best starting point. He has no way to deal with that man, but he still has a lot of ability to deal with the fangs army at the same level or at most one step higher.
"It seems that what should be destroyed most now is the Guanghuang ruins in summer!"
Cultivating the world to gain strength is not simply repairing the world. No matter how big the world is, there are not enough creatures in it and there is no suitable civilization, then this world is definitely a world without spiritual power. Similarly, the emperor in that man’s hand should do what he thinks. If he sends the Yu-level Taoist to the ruins of Guanghuang again, it will be sad to fall to the ground in the sky. When the ruins of Guanghuang turn once, they will fall in the sky at least one level less, and the emperor will increase his strength when he falls in the sky.
"It just seems wrong to think so!"
As thoughtfully. He thought of the other side, if the Guanghuang ruins were built to cover up the transmission array that could transmit the Taoist to the emperor, wouldn’t it help the man to destroy the Guanghuang ruins? At least there are the ruins of Guanghuang, and those below Yu level can’t reach the transmission array, because before that, they have been killed by the blue vortex.
There are so many things, but after all, there is too little information, and the heavenly heart is wandering.
"Come on, the blue whirlpool space magic array of Guanghuang ruins is powered by the center of the earth in summer, not to say that it can destroy the land. At present, it is better to be a small soldier and confront the fangs army! "
Start the nine-day lotus transmission, and the heavenly heart passes by.
Fate is sometimes very strange.
It’s still the big yellow sky, and it’s still the reloading of six female wizards. The heavenly heart is transmitted to the sky, and finally it connects him with the most familiar things and spirits.
And nearly two hundred years later, everything is strikingly similar. Reloading six female wizards is like being in great distress when Tianxin first met them. Only the big yellow sky is different from the tranquility at that time, and there is war everywhere!
After a long absence of 200 years, the practice of reloading six female magicians successfully entered the upper level of the Magic Xuan, waving the thirty-six staves that Tianxin gave them during the trial.
However, even if the six female wizards are equipped with this equipment and walk in a phased array, the six female wizards are still in extreme danger. Because there are too many tusks fighting and riding in the shallow blood world, as many as a hundred, and there is also a Fang Wei who leads several flood-level guards.
"When did the same mage of Dahuangtian become so powerful?"
A voice suddenly came in from the spiritual knowledge of Tianxin.
Fang Yaojun’s Zhou-level Fang Yaowei is obviously complaining. More than 100 people have besieged the six women wizards for some time, but they just can’t break the defense of the six women wizards, and the six women wizards with beautiful bodies seem to have endless world stones. Up to now, the staves are still shining.
"Captain, it’s not them, it’s their staves in ghosts …"
An obvious chief of staff, Hong-class pro-Wei, suggested.
"Tell me, where is there a ghost?"
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Chapter four hundred and seventy-six Wonderful feeling
The staff can’t say it. The ghost of reloading the staff of Six Witches is big, and it pays attention to attributes. Moreover, the staff is cleverly set up with thirty-six embedded holes, each of which can be embedded with a mysterious blood world stone, and there is also a small space for storing ten world stones at a certain position of the embedded holes for rotation, so as to avoid the world stones in the embedded holes being too released and discarded.
So, despite the siege of hundreds of tusks, they can’t break the defense of reloading the six female wizards after all. Calculate that every moment of this nearly hundred tusks is a compound magic fight with the spiritual boundary force released by 216 Xuan blood world stones. As long as the spirit of reloading the six female wizards is enough, or the world stones are not abolished, how can they get the reloading of the six female wizards according to the phased array?
However, this situation continued, and the ultimate failure was to reinstall the six female wizards. There is always a time when the spirit is exhausted. With the increase of combat frequency, the world stones in reserve are also useful and useless. Moreover, due to the fact that they are outnumbered, the six female wizards had to be arrayed, so although the defense was multiplied, the attack was not smart and was in a state of semi-beating. Therefore, if you don’t come for help, you will be defeated in the end! Of course, this defeat was not in the hands of more than a hundred tusk warriors who were besieged, but in the hands of the tusk guards who were next to the "cheap check".
Under such circumstances, Tianxin also came at the right time, while the fangs soldiers were in great trouble.
When Fang Ziwei and others were still complaining, Tianxin began to do it. After nine days, the Lotus Festival turned, and the red and white swords flew out, and the murderous look enveloped the whole fighting field. At the same time. The two large arrays of lotus plumule turn round, and the light-born nine-leaf lotus is derived from the cold.
"Who is the master of the Zhou Dynasty?"
In the battle of fangs, Fang Weiwei’s eyes at the lower stage of the array suddenly tightened, and his mood changed from high-spirited in the previous second to frightened at this moment. He has been completely locked, and the clusters of sprawling nine-leaf lotus flowers are from far to near, flashing golden light. The imposing manner of golden light is not something he can compete with as a master.
Tianxin did the same thing again, grabbing the world of fangs. Fangs guard or fangs fight and ride, as long as they take their world. They are Pingyang tigers without teeth and claws …
In a moment, the shallow blood world of the fangs soldiers was robbed by Tianxin, and only the Zhou Fang Wei who was in the array was still resisting, but he had entered the lotus grove, and there was no way to conflict, so he would be bound sooner or later.
However, Tianxin paid no attention to all the fangs fighting riders who took the world from him. There is a saying that the fangs fighting riders held the fate of six female wizards in their hands a moment ago. Now their fate is in the hands of others. This kind of timely taste, both sides of the war will have a different taste
Tianxin’s mind was placed on Zhou Fang Wei. Since the tusk army confronted him, the world he robbed was the mysterious blood world, and he hasn’t robbed the underground green world yet. It’s a rare opportunity to meet this time, so grab a green world to play!