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Chapter 116: Thousand Layers of Burning Yuan Secret Technique

Ji walks on the road.

Suddenly, two monks quickly approached him, with a embarrassing look, full of blood on his body.

Wearing a glory clothing is a disciple of shake.

Seeing Show Ji still has an impression.

"Son, we finally found you."

Two shake disciples were approaching Ji from the heart.

Ji was in secret from his heart, so as not to be faked by the enemy, he wanted to get close to the sneak attack.

Be careful.

"What happened? Why do you look like this?" Ji Congxin asked.

Two disciples were crying, and to Ji Congxin told: "Son, you want to be the master for us! He is looking for you everywhere. He also starts with our ordinary disciples. There are two brothers.

It was too late to crush Yu Jian and was killed by him, and five or six disciples were forced to leave the trial place in advance by him. "

"Is there a grudge with the Son of God? Is there a grudge with the sacred place of the Shenyan?" Ji Congxin asked.

"The relationship is not good." Two disciples.

Having said that, a man came from a distance. It was the Son of Shenyan, and there were seven or eight monks around the other side.

What attracts Ji more attention from his heart is that there is a golden dragon source fruit in Shenyan's hand!

"Shake Guangzi, finally found you, hand over the Longyuan fruit in your hand, I can let you stay here, otherwise, don't blame me to be polite to you, you crush the jade and quit the trial place in advance

, I'm afraid it's not good -looking. "

"You are thinking about fart."

Ji Congxin looked at the Son of God, as if looking at a fool.

"Then fight, let me see, what do you have!"

"Shengzi, do I help you hold it? Don't affect the strength."

A shaken disciple said intimately.

Ji Congxin was more vigilant instantly. At this moment, another disciple detoured behind him.

Suddenly, the disciple behind the disciples held a white blade and shone with green light. Chao Ji stabbed from his heart and waist.

The disciple in front, dozens of blue flying worms hidden in the sleeves.

At a critical moment, Ji Ji pulled the disciple in front of him from his heart, and the two were interchangeable instantly.

The former disciples were stabbed, and the disciples behind were bitten by dozens of flying worms, with a blue face, and a ray of black gas gradually emerged.

"How did you start killing each other?"

Ji made a wonderful way from his heart, making his two disciples pale, their appearance gradually changed to the appearance of another person, and then suddenly fell to the ground, motionless.

No breath.

Good poison!

Shen Yan's face was angry, but he did not expect that he had worked hard to calculate.

If Ji was hit by a poisonous insect or a dagger, let alone crushing the jade and Jane, it would be difficult to live. At that time, no one knew that he had this.

You can also be a white heart and golden dragon source fruit!

"Ouyang Feng, no matter what, the golden dragon source in your hands is mine, and you are not afraid to tell you. Now that most disciples in Yingguang, either die or withdraw from the trial place, there is only one left. You are alone. How can you support it?

Is my opponent? "

Shen Yan Son sneered. He looked at the disciples of Shenyan next to him and prepared to use discourse to fight Ji Cong's confidence.

"Holy Light Linglong Seal!"

Ji Cong drank lightly in his heart, a huge Holy Lighting Pagoda appeared in front of him, and the momentum was boundless and rushed towards Shenyan Son.

If he says that he doesn't fight, he will open it.

Shen Yan was shocked, and did not expect that Ji did not say a word from his heart.

Boom!

The land collapse.

"You attack! Ouyang Feng, you are despicable."

The smoke scattered, the corner of the sage of Shenyan was overflowing blood, and the several Shenyan disciples around him were not easy to feel.

"Lovers, people are constant love; sneak attacked by the attacker, where did I sneak attack?"

Ji Cong's heart disdain.

The two sides no longer say more and start the war.

Ji Congxin faced the Son of Yan Yan.

Other disciples around the duel.

Within three hundred tricks, the Son of Shen Yan was shocked that he was not Ji Congxin's opponent at all, and he was pressed.

How is it possible?

You know, a few days ago, he still fought with Xuan Tian Shengzi, and it was slightly better than the opponent.

After the war, he also got a small chance, cultivated as a refinement, and his strength was even higher!

Isn't the Son of the Eight Son with Xuantian Shengzhi's 800 rounds of winning or defeat?

How could he be the opponent of Ouyang Feng, the Son of Light?

"It must be the bad last battle of the Son of the light.

But ... more than a hundred strokes, his bones were broken, blood was dripping, and he was embarrassed. He died several times.

If it weren't for a gourd -like treasure, he would have died.

And Ji Congxin, transformed into a magic furnace, burned the heavens and the earth, like a god, every move, there is a great power, no weakening trend at all!

What's more is, the sisters and sisters around the Sacred Son of Shenyan are gradually solved by Ji Congxin, making Shen Yan Son feel bad.

"How is it possible?" Shen Yan Son refused to believe that Ji from his heart far exceeded him.

If there is only such strength, how dare he provoke it? It is too late to avoid it.

"Shen Yan Son, you dare to kill the disciples of shaking light, even if I use the secrets of consuming life, I will also defeat you!"

Ji shouted from his heart, and he exhibited the secret method of decreased a life span every time.

The Son of Shenyan wakes up like a dream. It turned out to be like this. No wonder Ji was so powerful from his heart.

It turned out that when Ji saw him from his heart, he performed the secret of burning life in exchange for combat power.

"Do you dare to show, do I dare not?"

When Shen Yan sang, he gritted his teeth, and dozens of hair turned white instantly.

His momentum was raised by one layer, and he could resist Ji Congxin.

"The second layer of the Secret Method!"

Ji Congxin also gritted his teeth. His momentum has skyrocketed and exhibited the secrets of two interest life.

The price is huge.

"I'm afraid you can't do it? Whoever counsel is a dog!" Shen Yan Son was unwilling to show weakness, his hair suddenly turned hundreds of white roots, and the momentum increased, and even there was a tendency to overwhelm Ji from his heart.

"The third layer of the Secret Method!"

Ji came from his heart again, and he rose half a layer of momentum. He also specifically poured the Holy Light on his hair, which seemed to have become white hair.

Shen Yan Son was horrified, how can Ji Congxin be okay?

He ... he didn't dare to follow, he had consumed more than two hundred years of life, and he would follow, for fear that after this battle, he should end his life.

Seeing this, Ji Conglu was lost and thought it was so good. That's it?

He hasn't finished the secret method of one thousand layers of burning Yuan!

"The fourth layer of the Secret Method!"

Ji Ji shed his heart, his hands fell, and cut off the arms of Shenyan Son.

Bring it down, it will be dead!

He hated in his heart, and originally wanted to get the golden dragon source fruit from his heart. He did not expect that stealing chickens could not be eclipsed, and he lost his own fruit.

It also added more than two hundred years of life, which even had an impact on his future practice.

What made him slightly attentive was that Ji Cong was uncomfortable, and the secret method of burning Yuan knew his meaning. He showed four floors in a row, and he was afraid of consumption more than himself.

There are two disciples left in the sacred place left. They were not resolved by Ji from the heart, but saw that the Son of God Yan fled, the two men's faces were white, and immediately crushed the jade slips.

A white light flashed, and the two disappeared.

Ji Congxin cleaned up the loot and picked up the golden dragon source fruit left by the Son of Shenyan Son.

There is also a disciple of the Shenyan Holy Land. Unfortunately, he was sent to Xitian.

He put away his body and left quickly.

Nympho


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