"The magic tower of the Demon Town, the magic instrument of the evil magic of the Town of Creation, is actually in your hands!"
The Soul Tower of the Magic Town has not yet been restored, and only stays at the prototype stage. At first, the evil spirit only thought it was a weak sacred instrument. Now there is an increase in picture rolls.
The veil, scared the soul of the evil soul. []
Feng Yu's indifferent smile is like the breeding of the virus drill into the evil spirit. He is uncomfortable and crazy.
For the clear obsession of the world, it is difficult for any demon to resist the will of God.
"Capture your hand, and struggling to dying will only make you even more painful. You should be grateful. I just seal you now." "
What is the difference between sealing and completely destroying, and it becomes a prisoner. There is also no freedom, and it is for you to drive you.
Although the evil spirits were extremely afraid of the soul tower of the Magic Town, he still did not intend to yield to Feng Yu. He was blocked by Dao Zuxue for hundreds of millions of years.
"To this day, you have no choice. If you don’t listen to my Jin Yuliang's words, don't blame me with ruthlessness." "
The Great Dharma returns to one, Feng Yu's Buddhist scriptures are the Tao Te Ching, and the chanting is slow. Each long chanting, the void will have an extraordinarily ancient symbol.
The magic bells on the soul tower of the Magic Town were bathed in it. The horrible cracks healed before, and the body of Xuanhuang's essence was also several times more condensed.
The dull moral ceremony of the Tao Te Ching was engraved on the Xuanyao Tower of the Soul Tower of the Magic Town. Then the golden yellow dragon rose and circled it to attach to the Xuanhuang Tower.
Then, then
So far, I do n’t know how many years of the Magic Tower of the Town Town, and finally there are signs of rebirth. 284 bronze bells are rippling, and a shocking town soul is intertwined.
Many divine power allows the ancient Warcraft to be sealed in its ancient Warcraft.
These two hundred and eighty -four -headed Warcraft was famous in ancient times and was born in the initial turbid gas of the heavens and the earth. Although it was not as good as the dragon, it was the demon king of the hegemony during his lifetime.
When they encountered the remnants of the creation god, they not only made the Father God's power kill, but also suppressed them in the bronze bells, becoming the continuous driving force for the soul tower of the Magic Town.
Feng Yu re -reshape the soul tower of the Magic Town at this moment, and naturally also restored the dying Warcraft Elite to its peak. They were unwilling to suffer from Feng Yu and began to riot to try to get rid of the restrictions of Xuanhuang's essence.
"A group of black people, the bones of bones have long been rotten, and they tried to resist, not self -measure."
His arms flat, look up to the sky, Feng Yu's heart communicates with the beads, projecting the light of the bell, a portal inlaid with a plaque, crushing the void, coming to Feng Yu's head, Feng Yu bites his fingers, so as to transparent
With the sacred blood, on the blank plaque, write the "Haoran Right", these four words seem to be connected to the blood veins of the plaque. Each Feng Yu falls, and the blood is deeply penetrated into the plaque, as if the plaque is a natural pair.
"The end."
Feng Yu held the portal and fell into the picture roll. The restless bronze bell. After encountering this portal, he immediately divided it. Feng Yu threw the portal into the soul tower of the Demon Town.
The leap, the magic qi faded, and it was peaceful, like the bronze bell next to Songtao in the millennium ancient temple.