MTL - The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus-Chapter 1814 Jin Jin

Tang Yan looked at the horrified protoss and smiled and said: "Your heart is chaotic, destined to die."

The protoss' heart is more chaotic, and the other party sees his heart, and he has no chance of winning.

Where does he know that the other person is not the person who broke into the realm of the gods, but the real body of the person.

Tang Yin decided not to give the other party a clear opportunity to raise his arm, Xuan Zang sword flew from behind his back, Jianguang Chongtian, the dim ghost world as white.

The ghosts and all living people look up to this scene, and their hearts are stirring. Many believers directly bow down and bow down. They are extremely pious, and the power of faith in a stock rises and rises to Tang Yan.

The protoss pupils shrink and witness the power of Tang Yan to absorb the faith. He no longer doubts the identity of the other party and fully believes that Tang Yin is the one who broke into the realm of the gods.

"Big rebellious!"

The Protoss roared, and the giant statues rose from the back and floated in midair, overlooking the beings.

In the face of the gods, Tang Yin is also very small.

He looked up at the image of the god, and his heart moved. Is this the magical power of the Protoss?

Then I have to see it.

call!

The mysterious sword descended from the sky and penetrated the heavens and the earth. The heavens and the earth seemed to be divided into two by this sword, and the statue was raised to the high.

The statues of the gods are closed together, and the swords of the sky are firmly sandwiched in the middle. In an instant, the sword light shrinks from all directions and is integrated into the sword light.

The sword is blazing, like a glaring eye flying out of the finger joints, oh, the air is smashed.

At the same time, Tang Yan folded his hands and sang the Tibetan scriptures. The golden Sanskrit flew out of his mouth and turned into a golden dragonfly. At his feet, he turned into a golden lotus. He walked on the lotus and blinked. Come to the statue.

The Protoss stood in front of the statue and confronted Tang Yan, saying: "You are like his supernatural power."

"Yes, in the same vein, each has its own merits." Tang Yan said truthfully.

In the heart of the Protoss, he broke the supernatural power of the Tibetan king, and naturally he could break the magical power of Tang Yan. After all, this kind of magical power is in the same line, then he can find his flaws according to the figure.

"Ha ha ha, then you will lose!"

The Protoss laughed wildly, the confidence skyrocketed, and the gods grinned and laughed. They were connected with the protoss and looked at Tang Yan in a condescending manner, just like watching an ant.

Tang Zhen did not take it for granted, and continued to hang on to the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures. There was a golden light on the golden enamel, and the wind was getting longer. Tang Yan’s body was also in sync with it, and it became a little bit taller.

For a moment, he was a few meters tall, taller than the Protoss, but looked at the Protoss condescendingly.

When the Protoss saw this scene, they were shocked and asked: "How did you do it? Are you not the same supernatural power as the Tibetan king?"

Tang Zhen did not answer, and the power of faith in all directions was integrated into his body. When he realized his heart, he had this change. In the midst of it, he felt that he was stepping toward that hurdle.

He thought that when he saw the Protoss, he would be fearful, but he really saw the Protoss, but the God of the Protoss was chaotic, and he seemed to realize.

When the Protoss saw that Tang was getting higher and higher, the mysterious breath became more and more frightening to him. He screamed in tears: "If you have all kinds of magical powers, there is only one way in front of me - die!"

boom!

The gods clasped their hands inward, the sword light was broken, and the mysterious sword fell from the air.

Don Juan did not care, and his heart was not.

Among the ghosts, more and more people fell in front of him, and the power of their faith flew from them.

boom!

There is a vortex at the top of Tang’s head. The vortex consists of the power of faith. It rotates at a high speed, and the top of the sacred pot. The power of faith falls from the vortex, turning into a pillar of light like a substance, falling into the Tang dynasty.

boom!

The loud noise rang from his mind, and then he slammed his body and his joints made a similar loud noise.

His body rose and the ship became a real giant in an instant, and Jin Guangyingtian was taller than the statue.

"God punch!"

The Protoss felt unprecedented pressure. Just like the stormy waves, he was shot to death on the reef. He struggled to resist, the statue was punched, the wind was cruel, and the sky was thundering.

A thunderbolt appeared on the **** fist, and there was lightning and squeaking around the statue. The momentum of the statue was raised to a new extreme.

boom!

The fist of the idol appeared in front of Tang Yan, and Tang Yan raised his palm slowly, standing in front of him, the palm of the **** boxing, the palm of his hand became bigger and bigger, and he took it.

Jinguang pours down from the palm of his hand. If the water of the Galaxy falls in the nine days, the **** boxing is drowned, the golden light is inexhaustible, and the arm of the **** is drowned, and it spreads to the gods step by step.

The Protoss was shocked and screamed: "How is it possible? This is the sacred image of my cultivation. It is the unique supernatural power of the Protoss. How can I lose?"

The Protoss, who cultivated the statue of the **** of life, is the symbol of the Protoss, and the greatest power of the Protoss is hidden in the image of the god.

But at this moment, the Protoss found that their own gods seem to be out of their control.

This is an unprecedented event.

It indicates that his goddess of life may fall apart.

Once the natal image is destroyed, he will only have one dead end.

"Is this Golden Buddha the image of your life?" The Protoss looked at the top of the earth, like a golden Buddha in the mountains, muttering to himself.

Tang Zhen has guessed a bit and shook his head and said, "Well, he is not my **** of life."

"This is like a golden body." Another voice shouted excitedly.

The Tibetan king looked up to the golden Buddha, and the golden Buddha and Tang dynasty merged into one, which is a far cry from the protoss of the Protoss. This is the realm that he never reached.

He only cultivated the palm of his hand, and Tang Yan actually cultivated the golden body, and the two have a world of difference.

If the palm of the hand is only part of the golden body, how can it be compared with this golden body.

"Amitabha, Tang Yan really has great wisdom, far better than me." The king of the Tibetans clasped their hands together and felt a thousand emotions.

Tang Yan looked down at the Tibetan king and said, "Yes, this is like a golden body. It is in the same vein as the **** of the Tibetan king. The earth is deep and profound, and it is far from being able to imagine the protoss outside of you."

The Protoss had a big mess and gnashed his teeth. He said, "If you are a golden body, since it is not a **** of life, then everything will be vulnerable."

The Protoss has increased their confidence.

The power of faith between heaven and earth has been fully integrated into the body of Tang Yin. He has undergone earth-shaking changes in his body. He looked at the Protoss and said, "Is this **** of life really so great?"

"Haha, you are the Protoss who don't know the greatness of the **** of life." The Protoss seemed to hear the most ridiculous joke and laughed.

Suddenly, he glimpsed in his heart and remembered a message in the realm of the gods. The pupil was round and exclaimed: "You are clamoring for the gods, defeating many masters of the gods, and have never seen you use the **** of life, your life. What about the god?"