After a meal, the Great Sage continued, "My son, your luck is stronger than your luck. The weather can cover your head and suppress it for a whole century. In this century, you can get a treasure if you jump off a cliff. It’s a gift. You can’t change your chart naturally, but you just got a letter from the Great Sage, and your luck in your chart is almost exhausted."
Speaking of which, the Great Sage of Fan Dust still has an expression of disbelief in the duke’s face, ha ha a smile and a treasure flies out of the whirlpool between the eyebrows.
"This is the last name. Destiny grinding sand is sacred. I rushed into the long river of destiny and tried to cross it to the other side. As a result, the central power of the river was exhausted. After my death, my body was stained with the wonderful breath of the long river of destiny and condensed into this innate magic weapon."
This destiny grinds sand, and the grains of sand are as white as snow, but they emit yellow luster. It floats like the same small ribbon, which contains an ethereal but kind atmosphere.
This is the breath of fate.
Fate comes from all things, so it is close to all things and spans the world, representing the most mysterious metaphysical law, and the truth is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Hu-day saw this fate grinding sand and suddenly felt the merits and demerits of toad moving. He stared at the grinding sand with his eyes wide open.
Looking at this fate grinding sand, the Great Sage’s eyes reveal a sense of remembrance. His deep voice continues to resound. "This fate grinding sand can wear away the fate of others. You should know that the most troublesome thing to deal with an opponent with a long fate is that your blow will turn into his rise. You should remember to deal with a strong enemy, not his strength, but his fate. If he is strong, avoid him. If his fate declines, he will ask him to make you watch the fate grinding sand."
With the brush of the innate magic weapon of the great sound of the dust, it flows to the head of the snow silkworm master.
The white light from the grinding sand keeps spinning and gathering into a ball. In the white light, everyone sees a black and red phase, and the size of a bucket stretches all the way from the top of the snow silkworm master’s head, which seems to have a trend of reaching the sky.
"This is her luck. Well, it seems that she is lucky. It seems that a small head of the party has carefully watched it." There is an extreme indifference in the voice of the great sage.
Brush brush!
Fate grinds sand and suddenly sinks into the fate of the snow silkworm master. In the middle of the fate, sand grains grind each other and make a heart-rending sand sound.
Snow silkworm master head in a cold sweat rises a great sense of crisis in my heart.
Section 116 Giant Hu-day!
"Life is like a dish of luck, like a child. Look at her luck. It’s black and red. As the saying goes, Yin Tang’s black blood disaster refers to this."
The Great Sage of Fan Dust slowly spits out his voice to give directions to the Duke of Tiange. The latter keeps his eyes wide open and feels that the horizon seems to have opened a window to him. He knows that this is the life of the Great Sage of Fan Dust, and the window is heavy in excitement.
Sasha Vujacic …
Fate grinds Sha Xue silkworm master’s head four times, and soon the black and red pillars are exhausted and disappear.
The dust-obsessed sage went on, "Fate grinds sand and wears away a kind of bad luck, son. You should remember that good luck and bad luck can turn around, but it would be terrible if there is no bad luck."
Seeing that fate grinds sand and falls a foot, it almost falls to the white light above the head of the snow silkworm master, showing the life chart.
"Life is like an inkstone, like a tea lamp, like a wine jar, like a lantern. The harder the chart is, the more fragile it is, but the more fragile it is. You see, her chart is like a big bowl. It’s moderate in size, soft and hard, moderate in hit, rich and powerful, but it’s impossible to handle it any further."
Tiange City Master praised, "I didn’t expect that after watching the chart and learning so much, I couldn’t be so talented and unlucky."
"Another day against life? It’s difficult. The long river of fate is choppy. It’s powerful. For the time being, you can’t understand fate. Grinding sand can really look at people’s fate and guess people’s fate. Although it can’t suppress our fate, it can wear it away. This is a real killer. You must protect it and never lose it. "
The dust-obsessed Great Sage has repeatedly made a promise to the duke according to the heavenly song.
At this time, the rest of the people were imprisoned and half of them were fascinated by the voice of the dust sage, and their ears exploded like thunder, and their faces turned pale and their hearts became more and more heavy and uneasy.
The snow silkworm hierarch felt a great disaster when she listened to the grinding sound of the head chart being rustled, but it happened that she couldn’t see her head and didn’t add a trace of wound. This contradictory feeling almost made her lose her mind and go crazy.
Suddenly, when she heard a bang, her life was finally overwhelmed and broken.
At this moment, everyone was horrified, and the snow silkworm leader suddenly had a few trivial cracks in his eyes, as if a fine porcelain had been collided by massive forces in all directions.
fleabane
A light sound is as light as the cuff blows, and the snow silkworm leader suddenly collapses, and even the smallest particles are not sent out, so it dissipates as if there is no such person in the world.
The strange scene of silence made everyone feel a great chill.
If the Great Sage personally kills the Snow Silkworm Master, it’s only a little understandable, but it’s just that killing people in shape makes others unable to accept it at the moment.
Sasha Vujacic …
Fate grinds sand as snow as crystal, and the fragments of the life disk of the Snow Silkworm Master have actually grown a little after grinding, and this time they float by and fall next to Manyinxian, the Snow Silkworm Master.
"no! I will fight with you! " After seeing this scene, Mammy Jing Hua’s eyes were bloodshot, and suddenly a bang broke out. In the splash of flesh and blood, her yuan God blinked like a meteor and plunged into the whirlpool between the eyebrows of the Great Sage.
She did it! Break free from the imprisonment of the Great Sage of Fan Dust.
No wonder the Great Sage of Fan Dust said that he had been dead for 50 million years. Waiting for him has really exhausted his residual strength. After handing over the Great Sage’s imperial edict, the mother stone tire of Huansha Mine and the grinding sand of fate, his strength was actually depleted. This can’t prevent Sister Jinghua from being so brave and suddenly exploding.
Sister Jinghua not only wants to blow herself up, but also wants to blow herself up!
What kind of power is the explosion of Yuanshen?
Boom
The huge explosion in one second made them deeply feel the horror of Yuan God’s self-explosion, such as the explosion of eternal volcanoes and the explosion of thousands of hectares of thunder!
The explosion directly cracked the head of the Great Sage of Fan Dust, and the violent shock wave swept over like a hurricane. Hu Tian and other six people were involuntarily torn apart by juli and drove the boat of Ziqing Mountain not far away to fly out.
Yuan Shen’s explosive power is beyond imagination.
Ziqing mountain boat has become a thing that can knead the leaves in the wind at will, not to mention the six of them flying out for thousands of miles in an instant and crashing into the bottom stream of Shahe River.
"Fast clipper escape!" The first thing to react is that Mo Chenhui, the tianjiao woman, is pregnant with a protective treasure. At this time, she has already woken up and rushed to the Ziqing mountain boat among the stranded sand flows not far away.
Soon, four rainbow lights also came from all directions, and they were still alive when they stepped on the Ziqing mountain boat.
Booming …
A huge sound came rolling from behind, just like thousands of feet Waterfall smashed into a pool. Looking back, everyone was seeing a few sand streams rolling and losing half of their heads. The dust giant was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Surviving for fifty million years can’t be killed like this? ！” Be pale with shame
"Mammy …" Man Yin Xian Yu Yan shed tears.
"Clippers!" Someone shouted
"The ship spirit is asleep so that we can manipulate it ourselves!" Almost all of them are limited to manipulate Ziqing Mountain Boat.
But Meng Gang suddenly shouted, "No boat! The patriarch has not come back yet! "
They discovered that Hu-day was really missing.
"Where the hell did he land at this time?" Mo Chenhui gnashed her teeth.
"Don’t wait for mother Jinghua to lay down her life for life, so we must grasp it." Man Yinxian’s weak voice revealed a strong.
More than four people looked at these two beautiful women like fools.
"Wait" Meng Gang is as good as steel.
"How can the patriarch’s luck be so easy to fall into trouble?" Jin Yong is in the mood to stroke his beard at this time.
Yan and others are seeing the recovering Fan Dust Sage, scanning around anxiously and searching for Hu Tian’s figure.
"Are you all fools?" Mo Chenhui and Man Yinxian are going to be mad.
The Great Sage of Fan Dust finally recovered.
"Good, good, a group of little ants dare to struggle with my hands." He was really angry. In his memory, these human monks at these levels didn’t even have the qualification to make their own moves, but at the end of their lives, they were ambushed and succeeded, which made them face.