"scorched earth? I’m Jiuyou Forbidden Art Fireworks. Don’t be alarmist here. "

Say that finish the nangongshan language shimron is a clap.
The vastness once again floated into a puff of smoke, and the huge Nangong Language Lun condensed behind him. At this time, his body was blue and shiny, and it seemed to be hurt.
"The scorched earth technique must have changed a lot of names, and what you really are is the Tu nationality forbidden technique. I admit that my kung fu is hard to hurt you at this moment, but you can’t hold on much longer. If you continue to go, your life will come to an end. I don’t want to hurt you at this moment, I will let you see my real strength and advise you to accept the work and give up as soon as possible."
As soon as the vast voice fell, the night suddenly brightened, which was the brilliance of the stars, the sun and the moon.
Yes! A red sun also appeared in the night.
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The sudden vision made the audience exclaim again. The Sch? nbrunn Palace became brighter than the sun, moon and stars mixed with the reflection of mountains and rivers. It was a magnificent and vast scene.
A bunch of old people in Jiuyou are amazed when they see the sun, the moon and the mountains and rivers. The charm of this scene is too much like Jiuyou’s mountains and rivers. For such a vision, there must be a supernatural being.
Sure enough, the vast palm of his right hand is shining towards several stars, and a slate is condensed and shaped in his hand.
The slate is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers, reflecting the scenery of the sky.
As soon as the slate is counted, you will find that the material is exactly the same in size and size as the slate in the current Fengshen Cup Award.
They continued to observe the vastness and further moved to see him gently caress a slate. Suddenly, the mountains and rivers collapsed and became manic.
Tianwei suddenly saw several meteorites hitting the entrance, and the sky flashed purple and red for a while. Strong winds, heavy rains and thunder … intertwined into a doomsday scene.
Ji Tianci will find that all kinds of reiki in heaven and earth are gathered together and controlled by that slate if he sees through this day.
Meteorites, thunderballs, hail … all hit Nangong Yulun’s huge spiritual body with colorful light, and her body burst open.
It’s like a bomb blasting the soil and several stones rolling down from her body. After a round of attacks, Nangong Yulun has been "riddled with holes". She never wanted to die, but she didn’t know which one it belonged to and seemed to control all the forces.
"What is this?"
The Nangong Lunlun gasped, and the sound was full of fatigue. The sound of the spirit echoed like a valley. Only one round of attack made her feel overwhelmed. Looking at the other side, she looked relaxed and she knew that she had lost.
"This is the weapon of Xuanyuan Huangdi."
The nangongshan language shimron a listen to surprised immediately emerge huge face "what! Why do you have the weapons of Jiuyou Huangdi? Are you from Jiuyou? "
"There are nine people in my idea who have no national boundaries. I am an aquarium and you are a Turk. Give up, little girl, and take back your spell while you are still injured."
Nangong Language Lun is unwilling to turn to look at the slate. There is a faint feeling that this weapon hasn’t played its part yet.
The Yellow Emperor is the leader of the Tu people, and he is also a Tu people. So the artifact will fall into the hands of a water extraordinary after inheriting from this land. Is this slate a thing?
At this time, the slate was still shining. Nangong Yulun turned to look at the podium where the ten prizes were placed, and the prize at the end was also a slate. Except for the engraving, the two slates were exactly the same, which was even more surprising. The podium slate was also shining with the same glimmer at this time.
Is the slate in the vast hand an incomplete artifact? Or half an artifact? Just being so incomplete can trigger a complete state of conan the destroyer’s power. That’s okay
"I give up!"
Booming into flames, accompanied by a large number of gray flying Nangong language, the huge spirit disappeared and disappeared. She regained her honour and wore a quaint stone skirt.
The audience in the nine grandstands is not the only one. People are very excited when they see conan the destroyer’s blow. It’s a disaster, and there is no shot in the film.
Although the game was not long, it presented a "big scene" to the audience, whether it was Nangong Language Lun or Vast, which was far beyond the previous level and could be said to be a battle of gods.
The vast hands are facing the Nangong Language Lun. "I didn’t expect a girl to have such strength at such a young age, and the future will be something."
"Hum! One day I will beat you and hope that you and I can fight again in a big competition. "Nangong Yulun is still unwilling."
After the first world war, people fully recognized her strength. She is only 2 years old this year. Nangong Yulun will definitely be stronger in the next session and is definitely a popular champion.
Haomiao smiled gently. "My eyes have reached one session. You can’t see me."
The Nangong Language Lun looked down at the vast eyes and looked at the slate in the award. She laughed at it again. "Oh, it’s so generous for the holy religion to take out such a sacred thing as a prize."
But the vast face is not easy. "The sacristy is not necessarily a good thing. Thousands of years ago, it believed that there should be no more fighting, so it was divided into two slates. Now the two slates are reunited, which may mean that disaster is coming."
"alarmist! Even if it’s the end of the world, it won’t stop you from floating on the island, will it? Over the years, you have been hiding in the dark, and the world has never seen you come out again. Now you are about to master such an artifact. I am afraid that disaster will also bring disaster to you. "
Vast shook his head with a wry smile. "You and I have a common enemy. I hope they don’t come so soon. Humans are not strong enough. If the historical records are good, when their troops attack, mankind will perish. This sacred object is powerful, but I am not its owner. If I could recognize the Lord, I would have been its owner two thousand years ago."
The vast words said that the Nangong language was inexplicable, but she vaguely felt that the vast words were not true, especially when he talked about the "enemy", his heart would rise with anger.
"What exactly do you know?"
"I will investigate all this and everyone will naturally know."
With that, Haomiao went to the podium and blaster. On both sides of the podium were two holy staff members in white robes. They were a little nervous when they saw Haomiao flying.
One of the workers was in front of the slate, and he had just received an order to replace it 3.
When Haomiao took out the slate engraved with the sun, the moon and the stars, a bunch of bishops knew that this was a "big loss". They decided to let a soil extraordinary make a fake to replace the slate on the podium.
The two workers on the podium have carried light spells, and their ten holy lights have enveloped ten awards. At first glance, ten awards seem to be artifacts waiting for their owners to receive them, full of ritual sense.
But this brilliance, they changed the civet cats into small ones, and the man was about to change the false slate in the cuffs into truth, but at this moment, a blue light suddenly appeared at his side.