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Wanlong dances wildly, the sky turns out!

The moment the fist print came out, tens of thousands of divine light emerged from Yuan Duxiu's body, blessing on this fist.

Infinite particles are like tens of thousands of volcanoes erupting at the same time. Driven by the invincible blood, they will achieve a powerful punch!

Boom!

With a punch, the void trembles wildly, the omnipresent inspiration is boiling and bursting, and all tangible and intangible things are trembling.

The world seemed to be unable to withstand the power contained in this punch, and groaned unbearably.

Thousands of smoke and dust were emptied, spreading layer by layer, and the sky seemed to become an ocean, and meteorites hit it, setting off a terrifying wave.

The real punches are poured out!

At this moment, Qi Cang's body retreated unstoppably, and the hurricane wind tore the void, his clothes danced wildly, and his face trembled.

"Big Yen Gas Cannon?!"

Qi Cang was shocked.

Yuan Duxiu’s punch clearly has the embryonic form of the exquisite big Yen gas cannon that he held on to rampage the world in his previous life!

But according to the legend, when he really faced the Seven Heroes of the Stars, this big Yen gas gun had not been completely developed.

Is this thousands of years ahead of schedule? !

Qi Cang was shocked in his heart, and Dimituo, who faced this domineering punch, was also slightly moved: "Dari Eucharist is indeed well-deserved."

With a light flick, the palm of her horizontal push did not change, but the Buddha, who originally seemed to sit horizontally for a long time, seemed to stand up suddenly.

Amidst the ever-increasing light of the Buddha, the sound of Zen singing is emitted, and the palm is blessed.

The two vajra monks beside her changed wildly, yelling badly.

They roared wildly, wanting to make a move, but where did they have time?

Almost the moment he saw that fist, the terrifying collision had already happened.

Fists intersect!

As the sun and the moon intersect, the indescribable horror breath has instantly torn the void!

As a result, under this collision, no one could hear the slightest sound or see any sight.

It seems that the world is empty, everything is destroyed!

boom!

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed that after a long time, there was a loud noise exploded!

Immediately, the tens of thousands of air waves that were emptied by the fist prints rolled back, swept through tens of thousands of miles of clouds and winds, and were swallowed by the void cracks created by the collision between the two.

Huhu~

The wind is like a knife, cutting everything apart.

Qi Cang suddenly returned to his senses, Yuan Duxiu had already closed his fists and stood upright. The wind was blowing against the current, his clothes and long hair were all set back, showing his masculine body.

Behind him, there was a qi scar that was torn by the wind and stretched for thousands of miles.

Click~

There was a cracking sound that could not be covered by the wind in the sky.

In the eyes of the two Vajra monks, the stalwart Buddha's shadow suddenly cracked, and then turned into endless golden light and dissipated in the sky.

Buddha, lost?

The two vajra monks looked up.

Dimituo also just retracted his ivory-like crystal palm, and said with a slight dignity: "The fists are not bad, and people are not bad."

"Each, each other."

Yuan Duxiu's eyes were still hot, but her sharply sharp face was calm, even indifferent:

"Does Buddha still have to take action?"

His breath is still strong, even rising continuously, and the endless'particles' in the subtleties of his body are trembling.

"If you take another shot, it will be the winner."

Dimituo glanced at Yuan Duxiu with a smile but did not seem to have received the slightest influence: "What do you think of the poor monk's mudra practice?"

"You are stronger than me, and your handprints are excellent."

Yuan Duxiu stood in the sky, his aura was violent, but his expression was extremely calm:

"Can't beat me!"

One person is self-assured, the other is calm, and seems to be arguing.

The two vajra monks breathed a sigh of relief.

"This punch is naturally excellent, but it is not your punch."

Dimituo said meaningfully: "Although you understand this truth, it is a pity that you have not yet emerged from the shadow of the creator of boxing."

"Own fist..."

Yuan Duxiu's eyes condensed.

"Friend Daoist Yuan is qualified to keep this person, but this person is much more'precious' than you think. You should do it for yourself."

Dimituo didn't mean to point him, so he glanced at Qi Cang instead.

Qi Cang looked at Emperor Mi Tuo, his eyes were cold.

"valuable?"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes moved. This word doesn't seem to be used to describe people.

There is something in the words of Emperor Mi Tuo...

"There may be a goodbye in the future, fellow Yuan Daoist, don't spend it here."

Dimituo smiled slightly.

The Buddha's light behind him swelled, wrapped in two vajra monks and disappeared into the void.

The speed can be described as extremely fast for ordinary people, but for Yuan Duxiu, who has mastered the'Rainbow Art', there is still an opportunity to block it.

It's just that he hesitated a little, but still never shot.

"What did she see in my heart..."

Looking into the distance of the Buddha's light, Qi Cang's heart throbbed. There were too many secrets in his heart, and too big.

That Dimituo must have seen something before he pursued himself so decisively.

But what did she see?

Or did you see it all?

The thoughts in his heart turned around, and finally he exhaled a deep breath, looking at Yuan Duxiu, who was calm but extremely intimidated, with a complex expression:

"Your progress is beyond my imagination..."

No one knows the complexity of Qi Cang's heart, and even he himself cannot tell how he feels at this time.

Sour, unwilling, regret, worry...

Various emotions were rolling in his heart, and it was difficult to calm down completely.

Who would have thought that one's own malice would become the other's blessing.

This great day emperor who had only risen from all the calamities in the previous life, under the circumstances of his own intervention, not only never weakened, but was wiped out of the suffering of the calamity and rose directly.

"Perhaps, thanks to you."

Yuan Duxiu stared at Qi Cang, and his expression was somewhat complicated. Although this person had acted on him, his luck for thousands of years may have been due to this person.

"Follow me."

Yuan Duxiu left a word, turned and stepped into the air, as if he was not afraid of Qi Cang running away.

In fact, his escape is so successful that people who can't beat him can't get away at all.

What's more, he doesn't think this person will escape.

"Where are you going?"

Qi Cang hesitated slightly, but still called out.

"Get my life back!"

Listening to the sound coming from a distance, Qi Cang was taken aback, his thoughts of fleeing were suddenly dispelled, and he followed his steps.

I didn't want your fate for a long time...

...

The bamboo forest is quiet and quiet.

Yuan Duxiu sat on the ground and stood quietly not far away.

"Ahem."

By the shore of Linquan Lake, the man on credit knife coughed slightly, interrupting Yuan Duxiu's words, and a strange touch appeared on his increasingly old face:

"It's a combination of luck and fate..."

Looking at the two sitting and standing upright, it's very knowledgeable and unbelievable.

"Everything is born with a certain number, and there are still people who are connected with the air, and they can share their orders. This is the first time the old man has seen..."

The man on the credit knife muttered to himself, and couldn't help looking at the two.

Yuan Duxiu said in great detail, Qi Cang did not conceal his miserable experiences over the years, and naturally, let him taste something.

The shared luck and fate are connected, so that one person will never bear all the evil consequences and survive the death again and again.

The other is lucky, Lingbao recognizes the master, aptitude changes, and breakthroughs one after another...

This will not be a coincidence.

"Senior has the means to retrieve my complete life form?"

Yuan Duxiu asked.

"If what you two said is not bad, then the fate that you two share should be one hundred defeats and ten thousand victories..."

A ray of light appeared in the swarthy eye sockets of the man with the knife: "This is the legendary fate. In the past 30 million years, many people have had this fate..."

If you lose a hundred times, you will win!

The person who took the knife didn't conceal it, and would know everything about the future.

Yuan Duxiu's expression was a bit subtle, and Qi Cang's face was as dark as a pot.

"Qi Luck is the context of the universe, and fate is the node of heaven and earth. Everything is the path of heaven! Those who have a destiny are bound to encounter enemies that they cannot defeat.

And Wan Sheng, on the other hand, will never encounter an enemy that he cannot defeat, at least, he will not encounter an enemy that cannot be defeated...

Yuan Xiaoyou has two big fate but has the chance to separate, then, the more miserable this one loses, the more you get. "

The look of the man with the knife was very subtle, and he ignored Qi Cang, who had a pale face, and suggested to Yuan Duxiu:

"If this is the case, why bother to get back the destiny that the other half is doomed to?"

"This old demon!"

Qi Cang only felt that the roots of his teeth were itchy.

Yuan Duxiu did not hesitate. UU reading www.uukanshu.com just shook his head with a firm attitude: "Even if it is a calamity, it is also my calamity."

"I know the rules of fate, but the two have a high level of cultivation, and the old man can't shake their fate."

Seeing his resolute attitude, the people on the credit card didn't persuade them much, and pointed to Dongfang: "If the little friend really wants to take his life back, maybe only that person can do it in Dongzhou today..."

"King Yuanyang?!"

Qi Cang's heart was shaken, and he immediately felt the deep malice from the world.

He knew that King Yuanyang was where the wind and clouds would gather, and it was extremely dangerous, so he didn't want to go.

But he wanted to escape again and again, but he was dragged into it again and again.

Is this really a coincidence?

.......

Dashi Mountain is majestic and endless, and its mountains are extremely majestic, and Dongzhou is rarely comparable.

After the change of heaven, the three holy places fell into the altar. They were no longer as transcendent as they were in the past, but they were still thick and no one dared to take it lightly, especially Dashi Mountain, which became the two ‘forbidden places’ in East Continent alongside Tianding Kingdom.

The situation has changed for thousands of years, and the strong have emerged in endlessly. The two holy places of Li Tian and Ming Yue once had enemies, but no one dared to offend Da Shi Mountain.

Huhu~

At this time, when the winter of winter arrived, there was heavy snow outside Dashi Mountain, and the biting cold wind blew across the land, causing waves of grass.

This is the spiritual field of Dashi Holy Land, evergreen and undefeated, like this every month and every year.

Feng Xing Lie stood in front of the spiritual field, looking at the ups and downs of the mountains, but there was no more waves in his heart.

Thousands of years ago, I retired.

This time, from now on, let's take the road that was not done thousands of years ago!

Phoo~

As the mind revolves, the wind takes a step forward, the snow rolls, and the bleached midwinter, if there is a big day, suddenly drops.

The turbulent blood pushed a long roar to the sky:

"The wind in Zhenlongguan is fierce, please see King Yuanyang!"