Chapter 945: I will divide your 143 holy shadows.
the other side
The mysterious ‘General’ has been paralyzed, and his speciality is simple.
At the beginning, the 'General' was filled with confidence, and with the big emptiness of the mystery, the 'White Savior' was involved in his 'empty half world' - he also boasted to the purple robe monk, to be in the five interest Solve the white lord within.
He does have a confident capital. The void half world he formed with the secret method can be said to be a 'field'. In this field, he is the master of the void. As long as you stand in this field, you will kill one of the Sayādaws in the five-time period, and your hand will come!
Thus, the general appeared in his own 'field'. It was a huge Vajrapani orangutan, wearing a gold armor and holding a long knife-shaped bronze mirror.
Opposite him, the white predecessors floated in this 'field' and did not panic, just curiously looking at the Vajra orangutan, thoughtful.
"White lord, can die in my void field, this is also your honor." Orangutan generals sighed.
After all, there are hundreds of ancient giant pythons on his head, and each ancient giant python represents a heavenly power.
More than one hundred giant pythons are crowded together, magnificent!
"I am in the "Secret of the Big Nether", and the external work "The Holy Spirit of the Dragon". Now the number of ancient holy shrines on my head has reached 107, only waiting for me to condense an ancient holy shrine. The illusion will be full of one hundred and eight. At that time, the shadows of these ancient sacred sacred sacs will be condensed into the shadows of ancient gods. At that time, it was when I was promoted to nine jewels! Now, Little human sage, are you afraid?" Orangutan generals sighed.
And the motto is [action is better than eloquence], insisting that the purple robes are different, the orangutan general is a voice. But he is not a simple voice, this is his fighting style.
[Before the battle, you will show your overwhelming strength, let the enemy's heart tremble, and the warrior who will not fight and fight against the people - on the slashing of the heart, under the slashing of the people, and without any self-destruction. 】
So many psychological activities above... In fact, all orangutan generals cheered for themselves. I don't know how to be Mao. When he faced this human sage, he was a little embarrassed.
It is clear that it is Xuansheng. It is reasonable to say that the strength far exceeds the human sage, but his heart is a bit embarrassing. This kind of embarrassment, the inexplicable and embarrassing, makes him unable to figure it out.
"Oh, "Holy Dragon Power", it turns out that you are the beast of the beast world! No wonder there is always something wrong with your body." The white predecessors suddenly laughed.
Can this human sage still laugh out? The orangutan general gloomy face, the body's momentum is becoming more and more dignified, and the powerful momentum is as strong as the white predecessor. At the same time, the one hundred and seven sacred shadows on his head snarled and murdered.
However, in the face of heavy momentum and murderousness, the White Supreme is not affected at all.
"Right, if you just said that you are full of one hundred and eight, you can turn the ancient holy shrine into a shadow of the ancient gods. You are jealous of me, when I don’t know this "Powerfulness"?" White Zun said with a smile.
The breath of the orangutan general suddenly condensed: "Do you know "Sacred Dragon Power"? How is it possible? This is the secret of my beast world!"
"I not only know this practice, but I will also do this practice." The white predecessors said, shaking their hands.
The next moment, a phantom of only the ancient sacred priests emerged from his head.
Unlike the sacred shadows of the ancient sacred sacred squadrons on the top of the orangutan generals, the sacred imagery army on the top of the white predecessors, when they emerged, arranged in a neat square.
After the moment, there are five or six hundred ancient sacred shadows arranged in a large square, floating on the head of the white predecessors. Every ancient sacred shadow is huge, and when it is five or six hundred floating in the void, it is like a monster army.
The orangutan general has widened his eyes - yes, this is really the "Holy Dragon"! That breath, the shadow of the holy shrine, is not an illusion, is the real "Holy Dragon"!
He has cultivated this magical power since he was a child. It is impossible to be wrong.
Then, the orangutan general counted the number of holy shrines on the top of the white predecessors.
587 only!
"The five hundred and eighty-seven, how could you, how can a human being cultivate a 579-year-old illusion of the ancient sacred priest?" the orangutan general called.
This is not 58, it is 587. In the face of the white sacred person's imaginary shadow of nearly 600 ancient sacred priests, he only cultivated one hundred and seven sacred sacred shadows, and gave it to him. .
At the same time... Orangutan generals vaguely understand why they are inexplicably awkward. 587 猿 猿 猿 猿 《 《 《 《 , , , , , , , , , , , , 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个 这个If the body is measured by the number of holy shrines, the strength of the other body is more than five times that of him!
"Hahaha, it’s not a difficult practice. I took it and practiced it and practiced the number of 587 sacred priests. Right, the number of 587 sacred priests. It sounds a bit silly, 587, this is not the meaning of 'I idiots'. Hey!" The white predecessors were dissatisfied.
The orangutan general has collapsed inside, and the number of 587 has been abandoned. If you don't want it, give it to me! hateful! I only have one hundred and seven.
As if I heard the voice of the orangutan general’s heart collapse, the white predecessor suddenly said: “Well, I feel that when I see you, there is a feeling of seeing it. You are very similar to a pet I have, but my one It’s earlier when the pet dies. In this way, how do I divide some of your 'Ancient St.
"Ha?" The general brain thinking of the orangutan has not kept up with the progress of the matter.
"Just divide your 143 holy shadows, give you a number of 250 virtual shadows, two hundred and five, very suitable for you." White seniors said.
As the saying goes, the white lord stretches his finger to point to his own shadow of the ancient sacred priest, and counts 143 from it.
Then, under the control of the white predecessors, this one hundred and forty-three sacred sacred shadows stepped on the neat pace, like the army, to the head of the orangutan general.
Then, in the eyes of the orangutan generals who were unbelievable, the one hundred and forty-three sacred shadows were actually united with him.
Then, the general can feel that his physical strength is constantly improving. The muscles of the whole body have risen a circle, and each muscle is full of the power to destroy the island.
His physical strength has more than doubled!
Power, a steady stream of power has emerged.
Is this ‘I’m going to pass the power?’
However, I have only heard that instinct, spiritual power, and mysterious energy can be passed on to other monks through ‘Pictures and Sending Power’. When will the ‘outer work’ be able to pass the power?
Orangutan generals feel that their worldview is a bit broken.
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"Well, since the meeting is also for you, then from today, you are my pet No. 3! In addition, the No. 2 pet is a cute little hamster. I will take you to see you next time. No. 1 is in hibernation.” The white predecessors were happy.
What? pet?
What a joke!
"I am the general of the beasts, the generals of the West, the King of the King, how can I become your pet!" Orangutan general roared.
How can he accept a pet without such dignity? He is not the kind of shaking M in humans.
In the case of feeling that his dignity was impaired, the orangutan general roared angrily.
Under the strong anger, the inexplicable ‘voluntary’ in his heart finally faded.
Taking advantage of this state, the orangutan generals operate ‘big emptiness and righteousness’, and the long knife-shaped bronze mirror in his hand is like a space that passes through the space, instantly appearing next to the white predecessors and falling on the edge of the white predecessors.
- The white neck of this human sage is in front of you, as long as the bronze mirror in his hand is so lightly touched, this human being can be killed.
Although it feels so beautiful and beautiful, it is a pity to kill. However, let him be a pet, unbearable, and can not bear.
This human sage must die.
Moreover, he did not need to be embarrassed at all. He was shocked by the virtual shadow of the nearly 600 ‘Ancient St. But the other party is a sage, and there is a big gap between him and him.
"Dead, white lord." Orangutan general snarled in his heart.
The ancient mirror blade fell.
At this time, the white predecessor suddenly turned his head at [speed of light] and faced the orangutan general: "Hey, as a pet, if you dare to bite the master... it is to be made into a hot pot."
After being glanced at the eyes of the White Supreme, the orangutan generals felt a sense of horror.
As if he were still in the state of a small orangutan, he was stared by his natural enemies [Silverback Tyrannosaurus]. The silver-backed tyrannosaurus is also a race of the 'beast world'. It is part of the dragon's blood. They think that the muscles of the sacred gorillas are very bite, especially the cubs of the sacred gorillas, and the taste is beautiful.
For the cubs of the sacred gorilla, being stared at by a silver-backed tyrannosaurus is a cruel thing.
However, the feeling of panic in the heart of the orangutan general was only a moment, and he was forced to suppress it.
As a general in the beast world, if he could not overcome the fear in this snack, he would have become a ration and stepping stone for other beasts.
"Who is Tema's pet?" The orangutan general was angry, and the ancient mirror in his hand slammed down.
when!
The sharp and unparalleled long knife is on the white neck of the white lord.
Imagine that the picture of the white sage's head rising from the sky did not appear. The white sage's neck was still white and flawless, and there was no red mark.
On the contrary, the long knife-shaped ancient mirror of the orthodox in the hands of the orangutan general collapsed.