Chapter 357: 8 faces of prestige (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

Chapter 357: 8 faces of prestige (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

"Destroy the six samsaras, obliterate countless gods and demons, curse the blood sacrifice of all living creatures of the entire galaxy, and break the seal to see him soullessly. What level of existence is this?"

Zhong Yue only felt a splitting headache, and the great terror that fell into the darkness made him almost completely collapse. If it continued, the madness would be small!

Eternal darkness, eaten endlessly, and then eaten again after rebirth, it is estimated that even the demon can not persist for long.

"Brother Feng Xiaozhong is estimated to have also experienced this scene. He can hold back without committing suicide, which is already an amazing willpower."

Zhong Yue murmured: "I escaped with a salary and a copper lamp. How did he escape?"

He was puzzled, but Feng Xiaozhong's talent was beyond reach, and it was estimated that he escaped by unknown means.

"No matter who this being is, he will be dug out in the future, even if he is dead, he will be shaved out of the grave!"

Zhong Yue was still dizzy and swollen. The situation in her brain was always eaten by the monster in the dark, and the pain of heartbreaking was still kept in the memory of the soul.

He was pale, and tried not to think again, but to examine his physical spirit carefully.

The sixth mystery of Yuanshen, the **** mystery, is a bridge that connects Yuanshen and the physical body. The mystery is successfully opened, which greatly increases his mana and improves by less than 20%.

Mana growth is small, other changes are big!

The most important thing is the six reincarnations, from the first realm of Taoism, to Yin Yang, Shencai, Vientiane, the Five Elements, and then to the blood, the six rounds are gathered together, and he has his own comprehensive strength. The power that can burst out is not as simple as 20%!

His physical body is stronger than before, and the Yuan Shen and the physical blood are fused together. And more powerful.

He felt that the blood vessels of Fuxi in his body were several times thicker than before, and nearly a fifth of the blood vessels in his body had been awakened!

The awakened blood of Fuxi began to transform his heart. His heart was faintly golden, and his heart was much stronger than before!

Fuxi Dixin!

Various totem textures appear on the atrium of the Fuxi God's Heart. These are the natural totem patterns of the Fuxi Protoss. These totems are textured with human heads and snakes. They move in the atrium and the heart supplies blood. Swimming in blood vessels brings unparalleled energy to the whole body!

Even temper the effect of the flesh. It is even better than before, and supplemented by the sun and moon treasure photos, it is very good for his physical improvement!

His qi and blood are constantly being strengthened. The qi and blood is inspired by the heart, like the ocean, washing the flesh and the Yuan Shen over and over again, washing the soul, sun spirit, and moon spirit in the Yuan God. Ascension, the physical body continues to strengthen!

Moreover, Zhong Yue also saw it. His soul lost Shou Yuan is slowly growing back, very strange, presumably to supplement Shou Yuan with blood.

Except God's heart. He also saw that his right bone was changing, and there was a faint tendency to turn golden, but it was much slower than his heart.

It should be that he is still awakened with little blood, unable to fully convert the bones into the Fuxi **** bones.

After a long time, his heart has become golden, strong and powerful, making the blood more vigorous, but the bones are only pale golden, only the phalanges of the thumb of the right hand become golden.

"The bloodlines of awakening are less than one-fifth. This shows that I have not completely broken the bloodline seals in my body."

Zhong Yue frowned slightly, if the blood seal was completely broken. Then all the Fuxi blood in his body will awaken and become Fuxi. But now only half of it has been unlocked, indicating that there are other blood seals in his body.

However, now he can't sense where the blood seal is. It should be that the seal is hidden so deep that it is difficult to detect.

"Fifteen percent of Fuxi's blood, plus God's eyes, God's heart, and demigod bones, is enough."

Zhong Yue stood up, murderous: "It is enough to kill the demon!"

The painting was destroyed, and the concubine took off the white veil on the underside. This white veil was a piece of shampoo, which was gently thrown up by her. I saw that the shampoo was getting bigger and bigger. When the shampoo was unfolded, the splendid flowers also jumped out, and the flowers bloomed brilliantly.

Zhongyue and the ladies boarded the shampoo, embroidered with the scent of flowers, and all around were charming women, making him feel like falling in a gentle village.

At this moment, Zhong is still in the form of a Moro, with five big and three thick, and a height of six. Like a **** bear, the woman around him is white and beautiful, as if the devil is traveling with his wife and his wife.

With a big wave of Zhong Yue's hand, he went on with a spirit: "Go!"

The shampoo was gone, and the concubine seriously said: "Brother, you ruined Tianer's paintings, but you can't ruin my shampa anymore. When I arrive in the deserted city, I will wear it."

The ladies took out the wine and drank and sang on the shampoo with the Zhongda Devil drinking and singing.

The ten-day period is approaching. The deserted city is in sight. Zhongyue stands up and intends to step down from the shampoo, so as not to lose his manhood in this gentle village, Tian Mofei quickly grabbed him, and said with a smile: Manliness can also be complemented by tender flowers, and standing up will make you magnificent. "

She leaned in Zhong Yue's left arms and chuckled, "Concubine, I let you to the right. Lucky, you lean on the leg of the grandfather."

The concubine's face was reddish, and she leaned on Zhong Yue's right hand, smiling auspiciously, and leaned on Zhong Yue's leg. On the other leg, a noblewoman came up, and other noble ladies poured wine. The wine glass came to the lips of the great demon king.

Another lady peeled the grapes and brought it to his mouth. There was a lady dancing in front of her, and a lady playing a pipa in her arms, and a woman singing.

Zhong Yue's face was reddish, and she resumed as usual, with a golden sword in Malaysia, holding left and right, and a shampa like a flower cloud, slowly moving into the deserted city.

At this moment in the deserted city has gathered many unknown strong people, a strong breath shaking the clouds of the sky, one by one, the magic clouds floating, the clouds dancing on the clouds, dragons and phoenixes, is a vision of the strong.

The city is more prosperous than in the past, and there is even a breath of giant salamander blooming from time to time.

Today is the battle between the Moro boy and the magic holy, which shocked the demons and the eight desolates. Needless to say, the magic holy is the "holy" shared by the eight saints. The son of Moro is also a trivial matter. . Cracking the triple sacrifices of Mo Sheng, and letting Mo Sheng lose its power, are all amazing young handsome men!

There are also rumors. Zhong Yue, the Moro boy, is a foreign race, not a demon race. The backing wave behind him is also fictitious, and there is no such person. The son of Moro played with the demons and demons on the palms of the hands, deceiving the hearts of the demons, deceiving the township of the asuras, and even colluding with the madman of the tribe, and damaging the Eight Saints. For the strong, the sin cannot be forgiven.

The demon saint is also the sinner of the demon tribe. At this moment the two sinners are at war. No matter who wins or loses, they must not be able to walk out of the deserted city alive!

"Here is Moro!"

Suddenly a strong man exclaimed: "Hey, what awesome!"

Zhong Yue's arrival immediately attracted an unknown number of eyes, almost all the demon eyes of the desert city gathered on his body, I do not know how envious.

"On the edge of the mountain, there is no change in the face, holding the left and the right, the beauty is in the arms, good man. When it is!"

"Hey, the big devil is acting! If it is really my demon, my devil is afraid that another holy tribe will rise!"

The great demon king is in all directions. He flew into the city and landed on the highest barren platform in the deserted city. Haha laughed and said, "Here is Moro, where is the devil?"

His voice was thunderous, and the sound of rolling blasted in the air, rumbling from the east to the west of the city, so that everyone could hear it clearly!

In the deserted city, many Qilian practitioners who were lowered to a lower level were stunned by this voice and fell thousands of people.

Take the lead!

Some demon refining men indignantly said, "This is the goods of Moro. It's overbearing! When it is killed by the demon, the face of this goods must be very unsightly!"

Huangtai is a rampart in Huangcheng. It covers an extremely large area, which is itself a place for the decisive battle. However, Huangtai is still too small for gas refiners like Zhong Yue, so his battlefield with Mo Sheng is not here.

Hundreds of strong men have arrived on the barren stage at this moment. There are seven or eight giants alone. There are also thirty or fifty strong men in the French heavenly realm. They are very imposing, but when Zhong Yue arrives, all these strong men His face was cold and murderous.

Zhong Yue smiled a little, didn't care, when the murderous power of these giants and giants was all air.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, a strong man in Fatian Realm said coldly, "Morocco, whether you are a demon or not, you can see your predecessors here today. Can't you just roll over and salute?"

Zhong Yue raised her brow lightly: "Senior? I and my demon are called brothers and brothers. The demon is the holy one of your eight saints. How old are you than the others?"

The giant of the heavens and the heavens was furious, and the giant of the Yan Mo saint frowned, suppressing the anger, and said in a deep voice: "Moro, you and Feng Xiaozhong secretly accounted for my eight saints, and I can kill now You! In my demon desert city, you'd better share it, and obediently roll over to salute, don't force me to kill you now! "

Zhong Yue glanced at him obliquely: "You want to kill me so much, how old are you?"

"you!"

The giant was angry, and suddenly another giant of the heavens and heavens stood up and laughed, "Well, don't talk to him anymore, he is a mortal person anyway, why bother with him?"

"How old are you again?" Zhong Yue glanced at him and asked.

The old giant of the French heavenly realm blushed A sudden palm shot, thunderstorm in the air, Zhong Yue greeted with his backhand, only listening to a loud noise, Huangtai flatly separated, cut by the palm of the two In half, more than ten feet apart!

The Fa Tianjing giant was even redder, his body shook slightly, and he looked up at Zhong Yue, only to see that Zhong Yue was still sitting there with a golden sword, motionless, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Suddenly a giant coy next hummed, mana was used, and the two half of Huangtai banged and merged to restore the original.

"Ha ha ha ha, Moro, no matter if you are my demon or not, he is a worthy man!"

Suddenly a loud laugh came. Shura strode to the barren terrace, took a jug and walked with a smile, and said, "Morrow son, I'll see you off."

Zhong Yue stood up and smiled: "You are so kind, Shura. Now that I have no place in the Eight Desolates of the Demon Race, you come to send me, aren't you afraid that these strong men will see you?"

Shura didn't take it seriously, and said, "All are mediocre and incompetent. I don't know any heroes. What fear do I have when I see sin? If you can't make a drink with you before you die, this is a shame." )