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Chapter 1918 Battle of Zhuge(2/2)

Three moves defeat the Holy Body, and reverse the movement and kill the fifth level.

It's too rampant, it's simply crazy, and it's equivalent to crazy talk.

Zhuge Xiuwen looked ugly: "Brother Qin, are you talking big? This is not funny at all."

"No need to say more!"

Qin Li removes Taichu's sword body:

"Let me try the Holy Body of Void."

"good!"

Zhuge Xiuwen did not shirk it.

After all, Qin Li was aggressive and could only face the challenge.

"The Great Hand Seal of the Void!"

boom!

Slap out with one palm.

The void exploded, and it was vigorous and decisive.

This was just his tentative move, but it alarmed the storm for 30,000 miles.

A big white hand fell from the sky, bright and bright, reflecting the world in all directions, with an unbearable weight.

“Too weak!”

Qin Li punched the sky.

The boxing force is pure and strong, and it blows up the space.

This punch brings together the ferocity of the Nirvana Holy Body and can penetrate thousands of mountains.

The large handprint of the void was immediately pierced and turned into fragments of space all over the sky, which could not hurt Qin Li at all: "Don't be afraid, show your true skills! It's better to sacrifice your natal Dharma image, otherwise you will be defeated miserably!"

"Brother Qin, I underestimate you. I just need to be serious now!" Zhuge Xiuwen was no longer restrained and had full strength.

Click!

The eyes of the sky open up in the eyebrows.

Innate magic power reflects the appearance of the natal Dharma.

It is a towering green monument, seventy thousand feet high, engraved with his own life.

"The Monument of Eternal Eternal Eternal!"

boom!

A monument was smashed down.

Suppress the four poles and crush the ten directions.

This is the method of combining the spirit of the literati and the power of void.

It seems that the immortal spiritual will is to imprint the void and crush all enemies.

"Weak!"

"The Spear of Judgment!"

Five-colored light burst out from Qin Li's hand.

The light compressed and turned into a spear, dark and heavy, and extremely sharp.

This is also one of the changes in the Five Prisons’ magical powers. It throws out like a meteor across the night sky, pulling out a hell trajectory.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The spear penetrates the bluestone tablet.

It's like breaking through a layer of paper, it's easy.

"How is that possible!"

Zhuge Xiuwei suffered some minor injuries.

"My Dharma image is indestructible and even spiritual treasures cannot be destroyed. Why is it impossible to be penetrated by a spear?"

He could not accept this result.

Qin Li said:

"Because you went backwards."

"When you are in a prosperous life, a gentleman is like jade, subduing the floating wind and evil fire."

"Now I have encountered some setbacks, cowardly escaped, my heart fled, my mind fled, my mind fled, and my strength unknowingly retreated most of my strength."

Zhuge Xiuwen's face turned pale: "I didn't escape, let alone be cowardly!"

"I'm just going to get serious now!"

"Leave a name in history!"

call out!

A green light flew out.

It is a green jade brush with a beautiful color.

This is a royal weapon, which is intended to inspire the unique skills of the Emperor of History.

Innate magic power is infused into the jade pen. The pen tip is the sword tip, and it is necessary to write the humanistic spirit and carve the great articles...

"You lost!"

Qin Li activates the Supreme Technique.

It disappeared in place without any trace.

When it appears again, it points like a sword and points it at Zhuge Xiuwen's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!
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