"Wow!"

The shadow comes out, although it is an afterimage, but it is far more terrifying than the real body. Not only is it surprisingly fast in speed, but it is more important that it is difficult to distinguish the body movement and no one can escape it.

"boom!"

When the start was about, the shadow seemed to be more like a real ability, and the real ability seemed to explode. The people around him didn't even understand what was going on, and the afterimage suddenly exploded, driving huge energy to blow up all the people around him.

This is like this, and this is even more like this, three, four...

When dozens of afterimages exploded directly, the scene was like a blood-colored rose blooming, both gorgeous and sad, and full of the breath of death from hell.

Almost at the same time, Han Sanqian's true body seemed to have no intention of staying. He flew up and stopped in the center of the eight pillars, and smiled coldly: "Using the power of the Eight Trigrams to expand the sound of life and death, it is a wonderful move."

"It's a pity that you used the wrong object."

After the words came, Han Sanqian moved slightly in his hands, and the black air surged on his body quickly gathered.

"roar!"

With a domineering roar, a shadow of a demon dragon roared in the black air!

"Break your position first."

As he finished speaking, Han Sanqian directly condensed his right hand and hit his palm toward the east direction of himself.

Suddenly, the powerful black gas turned into a crazy dragon and rushed away.

"Amitabha!"

The eight Buddhist sounds suddenly changed the sound of the previous scriptures and recited the four-character Buddhist sounds in a group.

The scriptures trapped the soul, and even the evil in Han Sanqian's body caused trouble. The other forces in his body suppressed him, making Han Sanqian feel like he was bound by himself. His own power was fighting and hitting his own power, and even Han Sanqian felt extremely uncomfortable and almost became crazy.

But Han Sanqian chose to completely demonize, leaving him with no way to draw.

Even to a certain extent, the demonized Han Sanqian was ignited by the blood of the demon dragon, and his self-consciousness was hidden below, becoming bloodthirsty and madness and losing his mind. The other party's Buddhist voice at this time even truly formed the so-called Buddhist voice for Han Sanqian.

They drew Han Sanqian's soul, and even the demonized Han Sanqian, who had originally had control defects, made up for this defect without relatively clear consciousness for a while.

So, isn’t this a true Buddhist voice for Han Sanqian?

If all things restrain each other, they must be mutually reborn. The rules set by God have always been cyclical and reasonable.

Han Sanqian smiled slightly, and it was obvious that the opponent had changed from attack to defense.

"It's your trick that's waiting."

With a cold hum, Han Sanqian's right hand's chaotic power directly gathered.

When you turn around and aim at the other seven directions, you will be a set of Guhuang Emperor!

With the barriers together, no matter what kind of strange method you are, you have to stop me obediently when you arrive in front of Emperor You.

Obviously, the other party did not expect Han Sanqian to have such a move. In a hurry, he was surprised. Han Sanqian could clearly hear these sounds in the small room on the top of the tower.

"Hmph, the gossip momentum, I see if you don't have a position, what else can you use to group gossip?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully.

The next second, the sky fire in his hand turned into a huge fireball in front of his hand, aiming at the dry tower pillar and punched him directly.

The man in the Louzhu House probably had never seen such a big fist with a fireball attack in his life. After a scattered sound, he was destined to see this one in his life.

With a rumbling sound, the entire small house was directly bombarded into pieces. The fierce high temperature also completely ignited the undestroyed pillars.

"It's your seven bastards." Han Sanqian laughed coldly, turned his eyes and looked coldly at the tower pillars in the other seven directions.

The seven pillars were completely panicked. Fortunately, the siege of the soldiers finally came to help, and dozens of masters flew directly to the seven pillars, obviously trying to defend them.

"This is what I want." Han Sanqian smiled coldly.

"I took ours and I'll return it to me. You guys, my dead brothers, can see clearly."

"The massacre begins now!"
Chapter completed!