MTL - Yang God-Chapter 743 9 Tianleitai

Hong Yi has now crushed the vacuum and is familiar with this realm. To achieve the highest, it is the only god.

Therefore, he wants to get the idea of ​​the imaginary **** of emptiness, to use the calculus of the future, to analyze once again, since the ancient times, the body has reached the vacuum realm, and the soul has been cultivated into a yang god, in addition to a few supreme powers, There are not a few people.

There are so many emperors in ancient times, all of them are masters of the gods, but there are more than half of the sacred emperors of the yang, and the flesh does not smash the vacuum.

In other words, they got the heavens and didn't get the authenticity.

Only talk about a few, such as "Longevity Emperor", "Pan", "Yuan", "Tai", "Made", since the flesh has achieved a crushing vacuum, the soul has achieved the **** of the sun. Therefore, these masters of the Yang God, in the ancient times, the most powerful, but also the most tyrannical, almost can suppress everything, vertical and horizontal, invincible ancient and modern.

Now Hongyi relies on Lingshi Shenshi, and he has got the realm of crushing vacuum, but the realm of Yangshen is still a big suspense. It is good for him to get the idea of ​​the imaginary yang and analyze the calculation.

All magic weapons are not important to him, but the idea of ​​the sun is extremely important to him.

In the legend, the body smashes the vacuum, and the soul cultivates into a yang god. Then the heavens and the earth all get "a great help for the realm of detachment and non-existence."

Therefore, he was only able to retreat from the virtual, and gave up the iA killing of "Yinghuang" and "Yinhuang", which was just like this.

Hong Yi's body is constantly pushing forward, the body is floating in the air, and the surrounding void is smashing, as if he is a great devastating god, a great destroyer, wherever he goes, where he will become a vain, nothing.

At the same time, his palms condensed into a group of infuriating, constantly rising, and slamming the mind of the gods. "Although the power of Yangshen is strong, he can never escape his palm."

The realm of smashing the vacuum is such a powerful, and the gods have to be jealous of three points.

Cliffs is constantly retreating. Seamless Tianyi has the magical effect of shuttle time and space. It can break open the space. "Sky and stunned, you can reach anywhere in the world, but now the power of smashing vacuum in Hongyi Underneath, it seems that the turtle is generally slow, can't move, can only watch Hong Yi come close, grab it.

"We fight with him!"

"Dream Bingxin" saw such a scene, screaming and shivering, with the taste of jade burning in the tone.

She and the virtual Yi are now combined with the gods, the magic weapons are also combined, the power is linked together, and one glory is lost and damaged. In the face of Hong Yi’s overwhelming grasping, it can only be resisted. See if there is a chance.

"I show the smashing method of the inner family, the nine yin and nine yang big blood sacrifices, and the dreams are awakened! It is enough to resist Hong Yi some time, and the virtual easy to take this opportunity, you hurry to go!"

"No, the exhibition of Jiuyin and Jiuyang blood festivals is no less than the blood sacrifice of Wanwang, especially the magical powers that return to the dream and awaken. You can use your memory of your soul to disappear. It is likely to become an idiot, and you will recover all your life. "Fable and arrogant screams," the father-in-law is coming, and seven ministers are coming soon. I have set up a dark chess game, just to wait for today, Hong Yi is also fierce today!"

"Hey! You think that saving the soldiers can save your life, it is too naive -!"

Hung Yi listened to these words clearly. It was just a cold smile, but his heart was filled with emotion. At the most critical time, this dream ice heart can actually give up everything for the sake of virtuality, just like his mother, but Cliff is more than Hong Xuanji. Have courage, courage, and hidden means.

Comparing the two two ones, it is even more obvious that Hong Xuanji’s traitor, evil, and ruthlessness have come.

However, Hong Yi will not do this, but he will let go of virtual dreams and dreams.

He moved his hands again and drew a circle, a square, a human being, and he was in the palm of his hand. The palms change, the millions change, and the bombardment is over.

Cliff Yi suddenly felt his infuriating, like a whirlpool, was thoroughly absorbed into it, Yangshen thoughts actually flew away, to be taken away by Hong Yi.

At this time, he also knew that the crisis was extremely dangerous, and he no longer concealed his strength. His body rose like a dragon, holding a twisted instinct in his hand, and a dreamlike force field appeared behind him.

"A big dream in the world, a few autumns in life! Hong Yi, do you think that I have no hidden means, can I eat the door of my death? I will cover it, big dreams!"

The hands are changing, and the soul of the soul of a stock, combined with the flesh, exudes and bombards Hongyi.

Cliff is an invincible leader in the sky. His potential hidden means is bigger than the Emperor and Yin Emperor. More importantly, he has been forbearing and hiding. Now Hong Yi finally forced him to erupt. The edge, and even forced out of his unprecedented potential - made him play at a super level.

A trick "Big Dream Spring and Autumn", bombarded it, even changed the martial style of the previous imaginary, changed another form, the former martial style of virtual and easy, are dominated, overbearing, with majesty "to the Father The general strength is the dominant factor, whether it is the "three wild gods" and "the blood sacrifice".

And his current martial style is actually like a dream, the infuriating, the universe suddenly changes, seems to break into the dream, everyone on the scene has a feeling of dreaming, falling into the nightmare.

In the end, is reality a dream or a dream in a dream? No one can say clearly.

This kind of means, almost beyond the extremes of spells and martial arts, has risen to an exploration of the source.

Ok? Heaven outside, the central world, the magic of the dreamer! "Hong Yiyi saw this big dream in the spring and autumn." He knew that it was the most mysterious dreamer of the Central World, and the moves recorded in the classic "Jian Meng Jing".

The central world, the most mysterious family, the most powerful family, is not a virtual family, nor a Xu family, but a dreamer.

Dream ice heart, dream ice cloud, and dreamers with thousands of connections with the dream machine.

The body of the dream, the ancestors of the dreamer, is the friend of the dish "dream", but also the master of the level of the gods.

After the creation of the Central World, the "dream" also followed the disk, and the disciples migrated to the world, and finally disappeared.

Therefore, in the Central World, the ancestors of the dreamer are richer than the saints in the world, because they are descendants of the gods.

"The big dreams are spring and autumn, but unfortunately I am free from dreams and reality. The facts are a big dream, what is real? What is illusion? This is no longer important to me! Vacuum vacuum, it is real, empty is empty Now, I have smashed the vacuum, the real and the illusory things, all smashed, leaving behind is not dying, neither life nor reality, nor a dream existence, give me a break!"

In the face of the virtual level of explosive power outburst, a bombardment of a "big dream spring and autumn", Hong Yi proud but stand out, a rolling voice, the notes can break the real and illusory, breaking the dream and reality.

Hit it again! All the dreams, infuriating, all broken, virtual and arrogant, like the injured dragon, the injured tiger, the body skyrocketed and rises up, the mind of the gods turned into a circle of airflow, and merged with his body.

However, Hong Yi was even more powerful. He started again, and he was deceived by a fist. He was squatting on the body of the virtual and easy, and the sorrowful voice suddenly screamed. The thought of the just-integrated Yang Shen was actually shaken away again. Out of the body, I will be caught in the hands of Hong Yi.

Just then, the change suddenly occurred.

In the distant void, once again, there was a thunderous thunder, and between the thunder and the thunder, eight dark colors, vast and boundless, full of a hundred miles of platform, appeared in the air.

On top of the eight platforms, the thunder and lightning roared and absorbed countless free electric power between the heavens and the earth. The thunder was infuriating and seemed to be a Tai Chi mine pool.

"Tian Leitai!"

When Hong Yiyi saw these eight dark platforms, he felt the inspiration in his heart. Because these eight platforms are eight mysterious Lei pools, they must be more wonderful than the ancestral thunder pool, the eternal thunder pool, and the thunder pool. Equally, it is the foundation of the central world, Tian Leitai! There are nine Tianlei Terraces in the Central World, each of which is the Minister of the Eighth. One of the core leaders can own it. Now that there are eight in a row, it represents eight ministers, all of them come.

Eight ministers, including the war minister, have been killed, but his family is still there, his family is still there, and the thunder in his family is still there.

However, the Tianleitai captured by the war minister family is now being manipulated by one person. The man is the "Xu Gongzi" 0 was smashed by Hong Yi, and the Xu Gongzi who took the Emperor's Nether Sword.

The remaining seven ministers are still the sky, the ocean, the land, the creation, and the Shennong. "With Xu Gongzi, I have already made up eight ministers.

Obviously, Xu Gongzi became the new war minister.

However, these eight Tianlei Terraces have just flown to the edge of the void, but they have not stopped Hong Yi from collecting the idea of ​​Yangshen. It can be said that as long as the thought of Yang Shen entered the mastery of Hong Yi, he was pushed into the Tai Chi Thunder Pool, except for the resurrection of the Emperor, I am afraid that no one can let him spit it out.

However, in addition to the eight thunderbolts, there is also a Thunderbolt that flies faster than them. It takes almost no time to rob Hongyi.

This Tianleitai actually converges to the size of a palm, an octagonal black round table. The round table fell into the hands of a middle-aged man in white.

The middle-aged man, as soon as he appeared, was surrounded by a dream. The dream was accompanied by endless butterflies and butterflies dancing. The middle-aged man, Yu Yu, took it, and among the butterflies that danced hundreds of millions of people, and Hong Yi, half of them, seized the idea of ​​this god.

"Dream Butterfly? Awesome magical power. If I don't crush the vacuum, I really want to be robbed by him. Even if it is a nine-time robbery master, in front of this move, it is not clear who is real. Self, who is a butterfly, is it in my dreams, or is a butterfly in a dream?"

Hong Yi looked at the middle-aged man and suddenly said: "Dream homeowner, no trace of dreams!"

"Yes, it is me! Hong Yi, even if you crush the vacuum, it is impossible for one person to confront our entire central world! After the birth of Yidao, the Central World will come to the world, which is the rule set by the Emperor 30,000 years ago. No one can destroy it. You underestimate the power of our central world. Now, the nine thundering platforms have already arrived here. Even if you have a great magical power, you can't resist it!"

The middle-aged man grabbed half of the thought of the **** of yang and suddenly sipped: "The big dream awakens!"

Bang! In his dreams, in the dream, the butterflies dancing, all swayed, the wings exploded ~www.novelbuddy.com~ every butterfly's wings exploded, it will cause a wave of soul fluctuations, this billions of souls are connected, it seems Resonance of the heavens and the earth, the resonance of the heavens and the earth, the power is endless, enough to kill the creator, and seriously injured the master of nine thunders.

"I just said, crushing the realm of vacuum, you are back to dreams, it is useless to me! You have to be obedient here today!"

In the face of these soul turbulences, Hong Yi was shrouded in a smashing chaotic vacuum. It was neither real nor illusory, but a state of detachment, and Yi Yu squeezed into a gossip and swept the past.

Suddenly, the dream wave was sent out without any traces. All of them were swept away by a sweeping angle. Hung Yi once again took a shot and shot the head with no trace of dreams.

Hey! Seeing a woo, it is close to the head of the dream without a trace, but an octagonal shape, lacquered black platform, blocking the palm of Hong Yi, it is the dream without a trace of the Tianleitai, blocking Hongyi smashing the vacuum one strike.

And his hand, firmly grasping the thoughts of the gods, does not let go.

At the same time, the eight ministers, with eight Tianleitai, once again surrounded Hongyi, and there are a total of nine Tianleitai in the hands of the dreamless, all connected together, the fluctuations sent out, almost Can be compared to the king of artifacts.

"Do you think that when the nine thunders are united, can you deal with me?" Hung Yi did not move, just a cold road. His hands were still the other half of the idea of ​​holding the gods.

At this moment, suddenly, the boat in the distance, a **** sea of ​​blood, rolled out.

"Dream machine, Yang Pan, actually began a blood sacrifice!" Hong Yi also turned his attention.