Chapter 1563: Blew himself up, poor monks are professional

"Amitabha!"

Above the huge altar of the void, in the center of the ten thousand divine lights, a Buddha horn sounded like a twilight drum and morning bell. The visitor was a thin and thin old monk, with a broken robe stained with dark red blood, apparently he had just experienced a **** battle. , There are not only the sacredness and light of the great virtues and monks, but also the bloodthirsty and rage like the angry King Kong.

Like a combination of a Buddha and a demon, the half of the exposed chest and arms are covered with tattoos. A shadow of a dragon on the arm is faintly visible, and a big orange cat on the chest.

Demon, bloodthirsty, violent, just like an old demon, giving people a kind of unparalleled coercion.

The person who came is no one else, but the three major guardians of the Great Qin Dynasty, the dead wood known as the master of the barrier, and the existence of itself and Changhe smelted as one.

The Great Wall will not fall, and the dead wood will not die!

But what is in front of you is not the deadwood master outside of time and space, but the deadwood from the future time and space, that is, the 21st retrograde time, the future full of darkness.

"Master Withered Wood, long time no see!"

"To call you today, it's a must. Only you can contend this little girl in the world."

"As long as he is settled, that dark and tragic future will be completely reversed."

"On behalf of tens of millions of people, I ask the master to stand by and help."

The Qi Luck Altar appeared for a moment, and the ancient wilderness had already broken the lock of the abyss on Yunxi's body, and the figure summoned by the Qi Luck Altar was the old monk from the future withered wood, and was forcibly summoned on the battlefield.

"Amitabha!"

"Summon under the crown, the poor monk already knows."

"This is the only flaw, and it is the beginning of the empire's decline. Today the poor monks have the opportunity to visit this place personally and participate in this round."

"If you can use the poor monk's life in exchange for Daqin's permanent prosperity, the poor monk will not be in vain to walk in this world."

"This wave, the poor monks are not losing money, it is very cost-effective!"

Master Witherwood folded his palms together, his old eyes slowly raised to look at Yunxi, the lord of miracles, and a sharp smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Destroy Buddha, son of chaos... by you?"

"Zongwu holds the City of Miracles in one hand, and he has a source of origin, and can be invincible in the world with one hand."

"Under the miracle, everything is vain!"

Yunxi's black hair danced wildly, and the depths of his silver eyes were full of contempt. It was completely high above, looking down at the heaven and earth, like a **** sitting on the top of the cloud.

"Amitabha!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Empress, Master Yu, please step back."

"The poor monk is going to make a move, so as not to accidentally hurt you."

Master Withered Wood once again highlighted the Buddha's name, his old face was full of sacred, solemn posture, like a living Buddha walking in the world, invisibly exuding a peaceful posture, it seems to be able to purify the troubles of all living beings...

"As long as you have a thousand magical powers, all kinds of spells are invalid before me!"

"I am a miracle!"

Yunxi's face is full of pride, which stems from the invincible self-confidence deep in her heart, because she is a miracle, and the miracle is her, the last miracle master in the world, one of the supreme ones in the plural world, and the existence of kings beyond civilization.

Represents the highest half step!

"Then the poor monk is going to come to teach the benefactor's brilliant tricks!"

"Donor, please be careful. This trick of the poor monk is original, and it has never been spread in the world. Since the poor monk has realized the whole thing with the Great Wall smelting, everyone in the world calls me a master of barriers."

"The name of this technique is..."

"Blow!"

Master Withered Wood folded his palms together, his eyes opened for a moment, and his figure instantly descended before Yunxi's 3,000-mile position, and saw his body swell violently, just like an inflated ball, directly expanding a hundred times...

"boom!"

The dark void oscillated with a violent roar. The void of hundreds of thousands of miles was twisted and cracked, and it was not known how many layers it collapsed. Even the long river of time at both ends was drawn inexplicably, just like the earth. The great Ivan on the sky exploded, and that moment of tearing and shock waves were generated, enough to crush the eternal to life...

Yunxi was in the center of the explosion. Although he did not expect that withered wood would explode directly, but with the power of miracle, it did not cause any damage to her at all.

"is that useful?"

"My projection, one percent of the body's strength, blew itself up, and wanted to hurt me!"

"In the face of absolute power, all conspiracy calculations are invalid."

"Hunshi Devil, are you going to suffer these kinds of tricks that are not on the table?"

The silver-white miracle was filled with flames, and the voice of Yunxi resounded from heaven and earth, and the whole person was like a supreme immortal existence, full of extraordinary demeanor.

Blast!

It's a joke, unless one hundred such strong men blew themselves up, they might be able to threaten oneself.

"Amitabha!"

"The benefactor's words are not good enough. You are nothing but you. How dare you take Da Qin's crown, the poor monk can deal with you enough."

"The poor monk blew himself up once is not enough, so how about ten times, one hundred times?"

"Miracle is omnipotent, but invincible!"

"Blow!"

At this time, the figure of Master Withered Wood reappeared, with a big cigar thick as a radish in his mouth, took a deep sip, and vomited out the smoke ring in the sky. At the same time, he was deceiving Yunxi again. Nearly a hundred miles away, it was once again like an inflatable ball, like a splendid fire, which instantly blew up.

A poor monk is an immortal body, a blood can be resurrected, and a rib can be reborn.

Resurrect in situ and regenerate in full state.

Only a hundred deaths will cause damage, but there is a crown here, even if it is a thousand deaths, it can protect the poor monk from harm.

The future terminator of civilization will be dragged to death by poor monks.

Just the projection of a lord of miracles, the poor monk can't drag you to death.

Blew himself up, the poor monk was professional.

"Why bother? Everything is in vain. Even if I blew myself a hundred times, it would hardly hurt me."

"Hunshi Devil, this place is the place where you are buried. You can't escape death by any means."

"I want to see how many times you can blew yourself!"

Yunxi at the center of the explosion had no feeling at all. The domain of the abyss of sin and the city of miracles were equivalent to the unlimited power of miracles.

Blew himself, but a joke!

"Amitabha!"

"Donor Yunxi, the poor monk advises you not to be too confident, then you can try this again."

When Master Witherwood reappeared for the third time, two holding dozens of red and gray mushrooms, all of them were eaten down. In an instant, Master Witherwood was filled with crimson and gray, and a face was full of blood. Furiously, the body is festering, and for a moment I don't know how many horrible negative states and the power of mortal attributes are superimposed, just like a rotting creature crawling out of the depths of death.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise. The sky was no longer golden, but full of rich blood red and gray, like a tarsal maggot, and even the void was infested wherever it passed, and it moved heavily. Yunxi's body swept through, and the power full of extreme negative and mortal attributes crazily consumed Yunxi's miraculous power.

"This is impossible……"

At this moment, Yunxi's complexion changed slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, that strange gray and **** power, ignoring the protection of the power of miracle, invaded straight towards her body...

"Nothing is impossible, miracles are omnipotent, but not invincible."

"The mushrooms planted by the poor monks are one of the strategic reserves of the Great Qin Empire. Your Majesty surrendered to the decree, and the poor monks were not allowed to sell them privately, and those who disobeyed were killed.

"Over the years, the poor monk has improved a lot. This is one of the poor monks' background."

"Even if one thousand times, ten thousand times, as long as you can kill you once, the poor monk will earn..."

"Blow, the poor monk is professional!"

"burst!"

Master Withered Wood reappeared, his expression filled with a sense of fearlessness, and he rushed towards Yunxi in an instant. One body had just blew himself up, and the other body appeared again, repeating itself, having already blew himself up 72 times in an instant...

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