Chapter 553: Thunder wing

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The old man was desperate, fighting for the dignity of the fierce battle, the unrelenting, unyielding, unyielding, dark black baton dancing, bursting out of an incomparable destruction.

"Amitabha."

On the sorcerer's sorcerer, the old monk closed his eyes and slammed the Buddha's number. There was a sigh of relief in his eyes. The existence in the silver world was also a burst of silence.

The unyielding spirit of the old konjac is admirable, but it is obviously unwise to fight with the rules. Such a desperate attack can only speed up his fall.

The death of the old konjac has been doomed, and the inheritance of the sorcerer's sorcerer is also destined to be cut off. From then on, there is one less strong and strong alien vein, which is good or bad.

I want to come, whether it is the old monk or the existence of the silver world. At this moment, my mind is complicated and contradictory.

"You go kill him."

However, the imaginary bombardment did not appear. The old konjac against the sky was trapped in the air by the force of the rules. At the same time, from the big hands of the rule, another idea was sent. This time it was toward the two. The world is also coming out at the same time.

With such an idea, the power of the rule is dispelled by the speculation of the dead. Obviously, this is also the existence of thinking.

"what."

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden light flashed in his eyes. His emotions seemed to be extremely unstable. Even the golden world was shaking. In the silver world, the silver snakes also fluctuated.

"kill him."

The power of the rules, the voice is clearly heard again, but there is a command component in the voice.

"Haha, come on, let the two of you take a shot together and give me a good time." The old man trapped by the force of the rule gave a big laugh, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"We are not your slaves." The presence in the silver world suddenly opened, and there was no joy in the voiceless voice.

"Either he dies or dies." The power of the rules once again conveys a cold thought, this time there is a threat.

The development of the matter was obviously unexpected. Everyone looked at it all quietly, and even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

"You are threatening us." The voice of the old monk's compassion suddenly became fierce.

"You have two choices, life or death."

The ruler of the air suddenly changed and became a figure formed by rules. When he appeared, he looked down on the two worlds.

"We just volunteered to stay here, you really think that we can help us."

"From the moment you voluntarily seal the cracks of the sky, your life and death are already in my control, killing the cracks, perhaps moving your fingers, but destroying you, an idea is enough." The figure of the person.

"Haha, lost the ontology, you are getting more and more stupid, and you will be counted by others, haha." The fierce battle, controlled by the power of the rules, gave a laugh of gloating.

The look of the old monk changed, and the light in the pupils continued to flash. In the past, for the sake of mankind, they gave birth to a war, the body died, and sealed the cracks with the sorrow.

Unexpectedly, they were even counted, and the inheritance of the fierce battles could not be transmitted, and their lives and deaths were actually under the control of the rules.

"Who is who is going to harm us." The old monk questioned.

"Everything is under the rules of ants, who will be boring to harm two ants." The illusion of the face of the rule, there is a touch of sarcasm.

"Now you have only two choices, either born or dead."

The expression of the regular figure has become extremely rich, and in turn there is a slap in the face, saying: "You didn't want to protect him that year, even if you are dead, you have to leave a legacy for him. Very good, let you be today. Hands-on, annihilating his inheritance, is a result of causal grievances."

"You are not a rule, it is a certain existence of the war of the year." The existence of the silver world, suddenly opened, still no feelings.

"Ha ha." The rule suddenly laughed and said: "I am the rule, here is my control, now, make a quick choice."

"Oh, sure enough, the world's most deceitful and murderous is still your human beings. Come on, thief and thunder, come and give me a good time, then go and give it to others as a dog." The cracking of the sky is a big laugh, just This smile is inevitably a bit sad.

At the moment, it was full of unyielding eyes. In addition to the sarcasm of the two strong men, they felt deep sorrow for the two.

The grace of the year, even if it was a remnant, the treacherous war was deeply grateful, so the old monk was let go again and again, but I did not expect that the initiator of all this was actually a rule.

The rule of change in front of the eyes is obviously not a real rule. Looking at the situation, it should be a rule that incorporates some other minds.

"Do it yourself, either to destroy the inheritance of the war, or you all three to go to death." The rules of emotional change, making a big laugh.

The royal sky in the distance, all silent, without a word, obviously these are the grudges left by the strong in ancient times, I can't think of staying in this generation.

Moreover, from the bright side, the two worlds of gold and silver, as well as the fierce battles, have become victims, and the real beneficiaries are this unconventional existence.

"Because of your IQ, I want to take the inheritance of the fierce battle, it is not worthwhile, come on, give me a happy." At this moment, the old konjac suddenly became free and easy.

It seems that the two are even worse than themselves.

"Today is death, we will not kill the old konjac." The voice in the silver world again, still no sensation.

"Amitabha." The old monk sang the Buddha's name, and the whole body rushed to the golden light. The konjac had already been directed at the rule figure, and everything has been shown by action.

"Then you are looking for death." The sarcasm in the eyes of the rules is more intense.

"Death, that may not be." In the silver world, suddenly a powerful energy emerged, among them the silver snake, suddenly violently moved, and then rushed to the sides, as if to give way.

The next moment, a pair of silver-winged wings appeared, exuding the horror of thunder and lightning, surging, like Tianwei.

The bones are unfolded, and they are several kilometers in size. They cover the sky and are covered by countless silver. Each silver light is a thunder, carrying the horror of the thunder.

In the middle of the bone wing, there was a man on the stalwart. The bone wing seemed to grow on him and stretched out.

"Thunder's Tianlei wing, this sells, hey, really strong." Seeing the cold man in front of the silver bone wing, the old konjac could not help but joking.

"It is death, but also a battle." The cold man spoke, and then there was a terrible energy on the thunder.

"Haha, yes, it’s still the thunder of the sky, or the konjac, but it’s a pity that it’s all damaged.” The rules are laughing, and in addition to disdain, there’s more to it. “Today, let me Look, you still have a few battles of the year."

As the words fell, the power of the rules began to surge in the Scorpio, with the devastating power of the heavens, and fell to the two.

"boom."

On the konjac, the light blooms, and the rich and pure Buddha power is surging, and it is going to the rules of the scorpio.

The sound of Zen singing resounded between heaven and earth. The sacred golden light occupies a small half of the sky. A tall Buddha shadow appears on the sky, and a fierce explosion sounds, and a rule of force is broken.

"Rules, but that's it."

At the same time, in the eyes of the stalwart man, a flash of cold electricity flashed, and then the thunder of his body flashed, a horrible thunder of the show.

This is the real Leiwei, with the power of the world, falling on the power of the rules, a loud bang, the rules blasted in an instant, dissipated between the heavens and the earth.

The demon scorpion and the thunder of the sky, all shattered the power of the rules, so the power, the horror of the heart, has reached a pole.

In addition, the existence of a number of old antiques is even more exciting. If these three strong presences annihilate the rules here, there may be miracles.

But defeating the rules and annihilating the rules seems to be less than realistic.

The ancient and tall Buddha statue stands on the sky, and the pure Buddha power flows around the body. At the same time, the voice of the chanting is constantly ringing, and various powers are raging, once again eradicating the second rule.

"I am more and more sure now, you are one of those people of the year." The strong side of the stalwart, the extreme cold, there is no sensation in the words, but the shot, absolutely overbearing.

As a Lei nationality, he can mobilize the power of the Thunder and attack the world. The second rule is obviously not enough in front of him.

Then, the third and fourth rules were also shattered under the attack of both.

"Yes, yes, there is the shadow of the year, but unfortunately, your combat power is much weaker." The old konjac was shackled in the air and watched the music.

Life and death have long been doomed, and the ending will not be unexpected. It is also a good choice to be able to prevail before dying.

The rules of the road were shattered, but the expression of the ruled figure did not change. It was just the banter of the corner of the mouth, which slowly became a mockery. He looked at the power of the two to show the destruction of the rules. He seemed to be watching the drama.

"Nice, very exciting performance." The regular figures clapping and clapping, the taunting of the corners of the mouth, gradually became cold and cold, and finally cold: "However, everything should be over."

With the words falling, the ruler's big hand suddenly pressed, this time, he directly mobilized the rules of the ancient battlefield, and among these rules, one of them is specifically to restrain the two people ~ www.readwn.com ~ Pun. "" Peng. ”

In the boring explosion, the two who just smashed the rules were shot and killed in the next moment.

The old monk who sang the singer, all annihilated and dissipated, and the golden light on the konjac was also instantly dimmed. Behind the stalwart man, the pair of thunder wings were also reduced by hundreds of meters.

"You really did your hands and feet." Wei Man said.

"Haha, that is nature, today is your death." The rules of the people laughed, and then the cold eyes swept to the stalwart man, saying: "And, before dying, I want to tell you, I hate you for being self-righteous. Look like."

"Now, send you on the road."

Under the cold words, the heavens and the earth trembled again, followed by a slap in the face.

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