Gongxi Qiu was completely aphasia.

Or, he can no longer think at this moment.

Wei Cheng raised his bone hammer at Jimo Qiu, and the mysterious and familiar formation patterns spread out in the air, and the light column quickly hit Jimo Qiu's position. He dodged and avoided it. As soon as he landed, he saw a pair of hands coming out of the center of the light column, tearing the holes to both sides with force.

A strange head poked out from the opening.

Another explosion.

At that time, the ancestors of the ancestral tomb suddenly became wilted collectively. The old priest made a special trip to ask what was going on. The ancestors said that the light of the place was too short and there was no sunrise. As a last resort, the old priest could only choose a Feng Shui treasure land that meets the conditions and asked for the ceremony. The ancestors collectively uprooted it and moved it to the new tomb, which was the place where Qi Yuanliang met.

Jimo Qiu doesn't understand: [Don't belong to me? Who does that belong to?]

[Because these divine powers are water without source and end without roots. They can be used by you, but they do not belong to you. If you use a little less, you will probably have to give your life if you use it too much.]

No matter how Jimo Qiu attacked, he could always resolve the tip of the gun that stabbed towards his chest just in a perfect way, and at the same time, he burst out a more tricky and vicious counterattack, forcing Jimo Qiu to go back to defend.

Bang--

With that guy's brain that was not two ounces, he was probably under the slightest.

"How could this be?"

Behind Jimoqiu, countless buds of vines broke through the tree people, and they swelled wildly as soon as they came into contact with the air, like a group of piranhas smelling blood, madly killing towards the target.

This amplitude is not like a ground dragon turning over, but it seems like some giant is hitting the ground and breaking through the ground!

Shen Tang felt the ground shaking under his feet.

Jimo Can and his wife are both physical mortal fetuses. How can they give birth to a monster that relies on the mortal fetuses, but all of the internal organs are composed of divine power? This child was born favored by God.

The skull under Wei Cheng's helmet made a joke and sneer.

The sparks of Mars leaked out from the transparent fingers, fell to the ground and made the last whine, and then returned to silence! In terms of combat experience, the ten Jimo Qiu tied up together was not as good as the Weicheng.

It is said that it is a cloak that looks more like a decoration.

Accompanied by the huge collision of air waves and the sound of thrusting into the air, Jimo Qiu's figure was not only not repelled, but instead stepped on the wind and walked towards him. The red gun shadows burst out on the shoulders of the tree man, piercing the air one by one to bring out a sound explosion that was enough to shatter the human internal organs. Jimo Qiu calmly blocked Wei Cheng's retreat, staring at the latter's chest.

The sound was several degrees colder than before.

It seems to be measuring whether these two are the same race.

Still keeping raising his hand.

Jimo Qiu used his spare hands to roughly wipe the blood from his face.

Wei Cheng stood up straight, grabbed the hammer handle and raised his head.

I had a rare answer, and who asked Jimo Qiu to ask him: "Is he still alive, but he is more painful than death."

Countless vines split from it like a tide of division, tacitly bypassing Jimoqiu and all rushed to Weicheng. Even the tree man who was inspired by Weicheng opened his eyes at this moment, revealing six neat pairs of scarlet beast eyes! Twelve red fire threads were sprayed out at the same time.

You can vaguely hear words like "tear him apart", "take revenge", "sucking blood". Wei Cheng ignored it and completely let go of restrictions. Ominous black fog burst out from his body, covering most of the battlefield in an instant, completely obscuring the sunshine above his head.

Jimo Qiu approached in silence, swinging the red tassel in his hand, and the scarlet arc circled like a red dragon. As the spear tip pierced out, the dragon shadow followed the spear shadow and blasted towards Weicheng with a momentum like a bamboo shoot.

The exposed skin is clearly layered with bark, with a strange brown complexion, with green moss as eyebrows, branches and leaves as hair, and trunks as bodies. When it steps out of the light column, everyone can see clearly that its full appearance is eight feet tall and they take a breath of cold air.

The whole process was still motionless.

"You shouldn't have divine power in your body."

I never thought that I would see a "people" suspected of their ancestors on the battlefield.

"You are still alive!"

However, Wei Cheng couldn't laugh the next second. Not only did he not laugh, but Wu Zhaode, who was watching the battle with satisfaction, was also so shocked that he couldn't speak. If anyone could calm down, it was the worship of the Eternal Life Sect! It seemed that all this was under his control.

The teacher said that he was born by the favor of the gods.

"Your blood is divine power?" Wei Cheng rarely felt hungry. If he had a tongue, he would lick his dry lips at this moment to suppress his manic and barbaric desire. "I really can't imagine how fragrant it should be to wash you clean and stuff it into the pot to cook!"

But, this time it was not successful.

Wei Cheng didn't take the vines seriously at all. The strongest tree man summoned by Jimo Qiu was the strength of the third-class hairpin. The handle of the bone hammer in his hand was stretched in the wind. When he reached his level, he had long abandoned his flashy tricks. With just one move, he broke through all obstacles in front of him. The aftermath exploded with him as the center, and several giant tree man's heads were bombarded into pieces.

Wei Cheng put the hammer head under his nose and sniffed it gently, as if he was absorbing the clear breath that could soothe his soul, but the flames only calmed down for a breath and began to pound violently, the emotion called greed was almost substantial.

This emotion flashed away.

After Jimo Qiu Zhijie opened, he recalled the content of the master and apprentice's words and stopped abuse of this part of his divine power. It was not because he was afraid of death, but because it did not belong to himself. At least, it did not belong to himself today. In terms of the piety of faith and the purity of divine power, he firmly believed that he would not lose to that "self". He never thought that this principle would be broken by himself so quickly.

Before the wisdom trick was opened, Jimo Qiu could not understand the meaning of this sentence, and then he realized the profound meaning - his blood was the gathering of the purest divine power! In terms of divine power alone, it is probably the strongest in history, but the teacher also forbids him to use it.

"You are indeed much better than hers."

The high priests of the Gongxi clan are not good at fighting in close combat.

Before the hammer head arrived, the compressed air bomb had already hit the target.

The huge force left a terrifying dent on the tree man.

Jimo Qiu's voice was three-pointer.

Wei Cheng put the Guduo hammer on his shoulder.

They were huge in size, and they took away the only sunshine in this world, turned around in unison, surrounding the original tree man. Jimo Qiu's martial arts armor also changed, and there was a small part of the cloak with the high priest's dark patterns on their shoulders.

But what's the use of this?

Everything is in vain!

Wei Cheng used a flexibly trick with the bone hammer. The hammer head was like an arm and used his fingers. Under his control, he twisted up the body of the red tassel gun like a serpent, and accelerated to Jimo Qiu's face. The speed was so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage!

Only the friction between gold and iron can be seen to emit dazzling sparks.

Weird vegetatives rose up.

I didn't see the headless corpse that was expected to be smashed to death.

The red and white flames are more rapid than pouring hot oil.

It's not just the teenager's voice, but closer to adult men.

The extreme anger drove the Dan Mansion to fluctuate violently, and the martial arts in the limbs and bones... Oh no, the literary energy surged, like a volcanic eruption suppressed to the critical point, bombarding the imprisonment! He used his flexible literary energy to shatter the shackles imposed by Jimo Qiu!

Hundreds of sharp voices of men and women overlapped.

"Take it!"

"Are you still alive?"

If you can't use it, what's going on with these trees?

As long as faith disappears, the divine power obtained will disappear.

Gong Xiqiu's spleen and lungs were about to explode.

Only this explanation makes sense.

Tang Guo led his troops to attack the clan and set fire. The old priest died seriously injured. No one could communicate with the ancestors of the ancestral tomb. Gong Xiqiu didn't know if they were dead. Since they recognized their elder brothers, the two brothers had no chance to go back and count them. The matter was delayed again and again.

This method is not very difficult. Uncle Lin is too busy to do it, so Jimo Qiu will make a few helps to help Uncle Fourth share the trivial work.

puff--

Look at Gong Xiqiu and then look at the tree man.

The terrifying high temperature caused the air to be significantly distorted.

boom--

The flames in Wei Cheng's eyes seemed to have unexpected emotions.

Wei Cheng raised his hand and waved his palm print.

The teacher chuckled: [Maybe it was a gift from my previous life.]

It was just a tree inspired by Weicheng. It was similar to the martial arts soldiers transformed by martial arts by martial arts. The high priest could also use divine power to simulate spiritual consciousness, changing the plant from a fixed "dead object" to a "living object", and then creating a military horse with considerable combat power.

He sternly said: "She is still alive!"

The facial armor shattered and fell down piece by piece, revealing a handsome face that was mostly stained with blood. Blood flowed down from the forehead and the position of the eyebrows, and it was difficult for the right eye to open.

The wood chips were flying all over the sky, smoke and dust were swirling, and the air was mixed with a less obvious smell of blood. Wei Cheng looked at the big pit on the torso of the tree man. There was a splash of blood in the wood pit. Smelling this clear bloody smell, the flames in his pupils trembled violently, and even his soul was trembling and celebrating this rare delicacy!

“Huh?”

It was like a ghost in the fierce prison whispering in his ears. At the same time, a cold tone was pouring into his ears, and a viciousness also poured into his neck. This is an existence that is disgusting from all aspects: "High Priest, I advise you not to struggle. To die peacefully can make you suffer less. Don't think that you can leaps to compete with me by cheating someone to give you [the enlightenment]."

Jimo Qiu, who is so young and performs so well, and is able to walk so many rounds and turns in his hands, is indeed beyond expectations. However, it is limited to this - ants and slightly strong ants, aren't they all able to step on to death at will?

Wei Cheng only used the hammer handle of the bone hammer to stop it.

Wei Cheng stood on the shoulder of the tree man and wanted to use magic.

Although there are many tricks, they are easily killed alone.

Wei Cheng sneered, and the face on his chest seemed to sigh.

There was a problem that bothered Gongxiqiu and also troubled him.

The front pawns of the vines just got a little bit contaminated, and the fire spread rapidly like crazy. Before they could even converge in their dive, they were swallowed up by the ruthless fire. The flames stopped before they knew they had the best of their sight. Not only did they burn the vines, they also wanted to extend the fire to the tree people along the vines, but unfortunately they failed.
To be continued...