The meaning of the sacred tank is the sacrament.

Some people say that this is the verdict of the holy heaven, or the verdict of the saint, the verdict of the sage; but in short, there are only four words, one is the sacred and the other is the verdict.

A divine sword fell from the clouds from the gods in the celestial world. Wherever this sword goes, it will destroy evil and show goodness. This is the Holy Prison.

In the past, people who had this spirit used it used it to manipulate a sharp arrow, or a sharp spear. Then, they used sharp stones or Mars as weapons.

Use this Spirit.

There are very few people with holy tailor, which is almost scarce with time with time. The same words of all heroes, maybe one of the centuries will not be born.

Because of this, this words become mysterious with its owners. People guessed the power it contained through this name.

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But only the owner of this words knows that the meaning of the sacred tailor is actually very simple. It is nothing more than four words. One is sacred, and the second is a decision.

The meaning of the sacred tank is the sacrament.

The zero -time field expands again. Angen controls the scope of the field this time. This can not only save energy, but also slightly strengthen the time to slow down.

Lao Tang was dragged into the paradox of time again, and at the moment of the hotness, he felt deeply. He wanted to escape from this field, but now he just turned around.

I didn't take a step.

The flying swords of Chu Zihang and Caesar lost the manipulation of Lao Tang and fell from the air to the ground. The two had sweat and dripped suddenly, and they were panting on the ground.

Ange has flung towards the Lao Tang. Even if he opens the blood, he has to force the time to use it again.

He is too clear about the ability of this old opponent, so he now feels stressful.

It is necessary to hit it with one shot. Only in this way can the first generation be injured and create opportunities for the next fight. But the alchemy armor on Lao Tang made Henkel unable to do this, at least the alchemy bullets in the non-realistic sense cannot be

Do it.

Han Gao slowly sang the dragon text. The old cowboy with tortoiseshell glasses suddenly became energetic. He had been hunching over before, like a harmless old man, gentle and lonely.

But now his eyes were hot and churning, and the golden murderous intent could not even cover his glasses. His waist and back were straightened, changing his previous harmless appearance. He even picked up a piece in his mouth at some point.

The cigar that was ignited.

This was his young standard outfit. At that time, the Western era Kuaishou Henkel wore a black gambler's hat and round tortoiseshell glasses, and was stuffed with chewing cigarettes in his mouth. He was gentle and reckless and violent, leaning on a pair of alchemy revolver in his hand.

Open the gate of history.

And that mysterious words.

Word Spirit·Saint Judgment.

Texas dawn was inserted around his waist, Han Gao pulled his gun with both hands. No one saw how he pulled his pistol out of his waist, and no one could see how he drove the gun.

Almost the moment Henkel touched the gun handle, a deafening sound broke out, because the two guns fired almost at the same time, and the two guns mixed together.

The large -caliber alchemy bullets screamed towards the Lao Tang. After sliding into the field of Zero time, the two alchemy bullets slowed down at the naked eye. People can even see that they are slowly rotating, as well as the bomb body.

The lines carved on the top of flowers.

Ang hot did not pardon the two bullets. He was holding time to chop at this moment. His nostrils were as fast as the speed of his sword.

But he no longer needs to pardon the two bullets, because they suddenly disappear in the field of time and disappear in the eyes.

With the disappearance of the bullet, there was a stuffy sound in the armor of Lao Tang. They directly "crossed" the armor and hit Lao Tang's body. To be precise, one fell on the abdomen and the other fell on the chest. <

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Words?

Someone depicts this words as "must -middle" words. That is indeed a part of the power of this spirit.

This was the case that Han Gao had attacked Angota. He caught the moment of turning around and shot, but the time zero was a foul.

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But the fragments of bullets still shot "hit" Ang heat.

In fact, even if the bullet is melted into iron water in the air, those iron water will accurately "hits" goals.

This is the embodiment of one of the abilities, and that sneak attack has always made Ang Jiji now.

Han Gao's mouth panting, his hair has been wet by sweat. With time with time, the sacrament is also quite physical and mentally consuming. He used to use the sacred tailor when he sneaked at the heat, but now he uses this power

Even more.

"Must Zhong" is also divided into level.

The easiest "must -have" is the gunner or the archer of the gods. They fired a bullet or crossbow, hit the enemy — perhaps the fate of the enemy's armor, the scales of the dragon torso, which also belongs to the scope of the hit.

The concept of "must be in" or "bullet" is one of the ability of the sanctuary. But the goal of hitting is a whole, and the armor is also a must.

However, the high -level power of the sacred tailor can accurately reach a more accurate position. After the use of the sacred tank to the limit, the surgeon can even extend the concept of must be extended without even aiming.

For example: applying concepts to bullets and designing towards the sky, but it will definitely hit the enemy's head.

This is because the Holy Lord linked the bullet with the specific part, becoming a specific concept or even cause and effect.

Henkel just linked the bullets with the torso under the enemy's armor, allowing the two bullets to be fired directly on Old Tang like magic.

It is said that when the Holy Tribunal is tempered to the limit, this spirit can be used to link the object directly with absolutely specific parts.

In history, there was a dragon-slaying hero who was the saint of the word spirit, stuffed a poison-tempered arrow directly into the brain of a first-generation seed.

But with Henkel's current level, it is already his limit to just letting the bullet cross the armor and hit Lao Tang's torso directly. As for the part that hits, it all depends on luck.

Han Gao was breathing heavily, his legs were limp. It was his limit to manipulating two bullets to perform this level of holy dictatorship. Because he had never practiced much at all.

He was originally a god gunner, and there was a pair of good guns in his hand. It was enough to sweep a era by relying on the simplest "must" sanctuary.

So although he was the enemy and leader of the same era as Angers, now he was panting after he put the Holy Qualifier once, and was so tired that he seemed to be going into the coffin, but Angers, an old pervert, had not only used the second time zero,

At the same time, it is also painful to cut the dragon.
Chapter completed!