Zhutian Avenue

Whip!

Sit for half a year, comb for half a year, and fight for life and death seven days and seven nights.

Finally in all kinds of martial arts, he summed up another type of freehand since ‘Nantianmen’, ‘Chunxiantai’, and ‘Gossip Furnace’!

Start with Nantianmen, and then send to Sendai, you can transform the gossip furnace, and become a whip!

Hit people and kill gods, kill people and kill immortals!

With a whip, An Qisheng's mind is also infinitely high. He is like a **** king who sits in a panic for nine days and beats the **** of disobedience!

boom!

This whip, like the Nine Heavens Dragon, slams down, it seems that the ancient gods pumped down the mountain for the pole!

Under the incomparable might, Pang Wanyang only felt his bones, flesh, breath, and even ‘God’ was broken and exploded!

Between you, he seemed to see his whole life.

A childhood of rich and joyful life, was cut off by the teacher's despair and suffering, the dedication of struggling to survive in the demon, cut off the smoothness of the brothers, challenged the joy and joy of his career for twenty years,

I have to meet Hongyan ’s relatives, and Hongyan ’s lost heart is like death, challenging the heroes ’pleasure and unparalleled, landing in the world's first arrogance, the world's invincible loneliness, and the loneliness of the mountain for decades.

All the joys, sorrows and sorrows experienced in his life, the electric light flint generally exploded in his mind.

Between you, turned into a chant from the heart:

"Universal hegemony is not what I want, glory and wealth are not what I want, and love and hate are not easy for me, only the heart is not changed, only I have exclusive respect!"

When you think of it, there is change.

This change is unclear, not from the heavens and the earth, but not from the body, but from the mind.

The soul, as if born out of its own shell, feels the impenetrable qi of heaven and earth.

That's the heavenly machine!

A touch of enlightenment touched the mind.

Saw it.

People Avenue that day!

Unprecedented emotions have surfaced, and Pang Wanyang's withered heart seems to be irrigated with fairy springs, rippling with unprecedented vitality.

‘Unfortunately, you ca n’t touch it’

In Ming Wu Pang Wanyang sighed again.

Seeing it doesn't mean that it can be touched. He can see the popularity of Tian Qi very clearly, but he is so close to himself that he can't really touch it.

This is not caused by the monarch, but he is one line behind, one line behind

The difference is that until this moment, he didn't know it.

"Royal monarch!"

At the moment when the whip blasted down, Pang Wanyang made a long howl:

"My mind, my martial arts, everything I give you, I want you to go up to Tianmen, take a look at the scenery behind Tianmen, and look at all the heavenly people from all ages.

What about Pang Wanyang? !! "

In a long howl, Pang Wanyang blasted out, suddenly losing all his strength and falling down in power.

At this last moment, the world demons gave up his full punch that burned everything, enough to drag any enemy to death!

As long as the Tao reaches Heaven, does it matter whether you have achieved it in the end?

Without any words, his mind, his martial arts, his thoughts, his thoughts have been thoroughly understood by An Qisheng.

There was a ripple in the light of the eyes, and An Qisheng's whiplasher had been pounding heavily on Pang Wanyang's head.

Hum ~

Different from anyone imagined.

This whip is enough to smash the city wall and the mountains, and when it hits Pang Wanyang's head, it makes a huge buzzing sound like a brass bell is ringing.

boom!

Pang Wanyang was shocked.

I only felt an extremely arrogant will with an irresistible will, just like his broken heart!

That divine meaning is like thunder, flame, heaven, earth, but in the end, it turns into a black-and-white flow of Tai Chi with endless Taoism!

That's the change of yin and yang, that's the Taiji principle!

Bang!

The Taiji picture burst, and it seemed to have turned into a blazing fire, which burst into thin air.

霎 Time, the change rose sharply.

Ben Pang Wanyang only felt that his ascension to the extreme was no longer possible. Under this condition, he finally jumped!

Finally, the mind grasped a Qi machine in the deep.

Finally, a glimpse of Tianren Avenue!

At the last moment, he heard a bland voice like water:

"Your mind is martial, I accept it. As for Tianmen, you should go by yourself!"

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Finally, he took a deep look at the calmness, and in such a war, the eyes of the Taoist were still so deep that all thoughts fell into silence.

An Qisheng looked calm as before, his lowered arm slowly released, his eyes dazzled.

Pang Wanyang's body turned into a complete fly ash.

It was smaller than the dust, and it broke down completely without any trace left.

At this point, in the first few decades of the world, the six prisoners Pang Wanyang, known as the first person of the Evil Emperor's Eternal Age, fell like a shooting star.

It also cuts through the sky like a meteor, piercing through the clouds and disappearing after a long day.

In between, many masters watching this war closely seemed to hear a wonderful fairy song played by the sky, and saw the thundercloud above the sky, and the depth of the infinite sky.

The flashing portal.

Is that the gate of heaven?

Pang Wanyang, did you succeed?

Or is it all an illusion?

In a hurry, even if all the great masters watching the world are watching, the mind can't help but hesitate for a moment.

What happened at the last moment?

They were imaginative in their hearts, and in the end, they looked into the long sky.

Above the dissipated wind and sand, under the dark clouds that pierced through, the golden light shrouded in drizzle, and the Taoist man in tattered clothes stood there.

Between heaven and earth, Taoists are independent.

Before and after, the wind and clouds scattered, looking for a moment, just like heaven and earth.

"Invincible"

The mad fan murmured to himself, and said the second time.

Last time, on the top of the mountain of King Power, when An Qisheng passed thunderstorm and Daocheng Taiji merged with yin and yang, he had expected that he would be truly enemies-free.

But he didn't expect that this day would come so fast, that no one was prepared, and that he was a little caught off guard.

But no matter what he thinks, it beats Pang Wanyang's An Qisheng. It is truly invincible.

"I don't know the future, there is still a battle that is incomparable with today"

Worshipping the moon felt a real heart, and could not help but sigh.

It seems that he was wrong.

What he calculated, the scene that would make the world's martial arts wither, did not seem to have happened

Or is it not Pang Wanyang who caused the Wulin Havoc?

However, with this kind of person, what kind of devil is there in the world, which can cause such a terrible catastrophe in his calculations?

"Goodness, goodness"

The runner king clasped his hands together and made a sigh of unknown significance.

The whole person has disappeared into the sand, the voice has not fallen, and he has disappeared completely.

"Royal King"

Mu Qingfeng looked at her palm as if she had lost her usual slender fingers and shivered:

"Is Tai Chi?"

"it is good!"

A hundred miles away, in the yellow sand of Hanhai, Wang Jianglong couldn't help screaming.

He didn't have any thoughts.

Simply excited for the last collision between two worldly figures.

Whether it is Pang Wanyang's last punch that destroyed all sentient beings, or the King Power Taoist man who is like a nine-day **** king wielding the mountains and beating the gods, he is extremely exquisite in his eyes. means.

Unable to help, he put down a wine gourd around his waist and drank with a big mouthful, so war, when drinking, when drinking!

Everywhere in Hanhai, there were several other masters of the veins in this battle, and they all reacted differently, and their minds were difficult.

Huh ~

In the sky, An Qi grew up and stood, and the gauntlet's robes rose in the air.

This battle is the most difficult battle he has ever experienced since he came to the Jiufu Realm.

Pang Wanyang's mind, determination, and martial arts are all top-notch from ancient times to the present, and they have followed the trend of the world for decades. The last punch is a means that can really be re-created, and even with him.

He is also a true seeker.

Aside from good and evil, this is a true Taoist.

unfortunately

He shook his head slightly and bent his hand into the air.

Papa ~

A piece of dark gold, like a human skin membrane, fell into his palm.

This is Pang Wanyang's magic soldier.

Small gloves, weighing up to a thousand pounds, are made of materials that are top of the world, including the fist meaning of Pang Wanyang, martial arts.

Anyone who gains it will inevitably have the potential to achieve a vein.

If it is consistent with Pang Wanyang, even if he achieves his previous achievements, it is not impossible.

Huh ~

His body moved slightly and he had left the sky.

In the sand, Wang Jianglong, Mu Qingfeng, the real moon worshiper, Yan Kuangzi, and others suddenly emerged into the air, chasing after him.

The last mystery of this battle, it is impossible for any vein to remain uneasy.

Why did Pang Wanyang fall clearly, but he had the illusion of opening the gate of heaven?

Hanlong Oasis has long been calm.

The proprietress took a group of folks to clean up the traces of wind and sand. Although the big storm seven days ago had not buried the Hanlong Inn, the mess left behind was hundreds of people cleaned up for seven days.

Can Kankan sorted it out.

"Tired old lady"

The boss is lying on the rocking chair ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ rubbing her sore hands and feet, gritting her teeth in her heart.

The group shattered the roof of her house, and the sand directly filled the whole floor!

One floor of sand!

Almost got her mad.

"Fortunately, these gods of plague are finally gone"

She sighed long and raised her tea cup, lamenting in her heart that she was unlucky.

Suddenly, his body was slumped, and the tea cup he lifted fell to the ground with a bang, and it fell into eight petals crisply.

"You guys"

Her hands and feet trembled, her voice trembling.

I saw not far away, a few people hurriedly dropped from the air, the first one, it is the ashes and mud that she will not forget.

King of Taoism!