Raising a Fox Spirit in My Home

The blue flame burning by the King of Ming is the power of the Buddha's anger. This power is extremely terrible, enough to compare with the three real fires that Taoism can burn.

When Tang Yazi saw this group of blue fires devour Li Yundong, she couldn't help but laugh and laugh, and this difficult and hateful opponent finally disappeared into her eyes!

However, what Tsinghuazi never imagined was that in less than half a minute, Li Yundong walked out of this horrible flame without any damage, and his hand-made silk Tang suit was not even burned. The sign of the loss, as if the flame is just the decorative background around him.

Tanga Zizi was shocked by the scene in front of her eyes. Her voice blew in her mind and shouted with a very screaming voice: "This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Who the **** are you!!"

Li Yundong did not answer Tang Yazi. He just looked at the patriarch of the Orange family in front of him. His eyes were full of mockery, just as the Lord saw the counterfeit goods smashing and swindling by his own name.

Li Yundong raised a hand and handed a move. The blue flame around him seemed to be flowing into the palm of his hand as if he was going to the sea.

The blue fire of the horizon and the flames around him quickly gathered in the palm of his hand, spinning fast, compressing once every rotation, and soon the sky was as clear as ever, all the blue flames were compressed by Li Yundong. A big blue fireball with a fist.

The density and intensity of this fireball are so high that it looks incredible. It looks like a burning blue glass ball, and it can clearly see the ripples of the flame boiling in the flow.

It’s very shocking to control the flames of this sky, but it’s so shocking, but what can it mean to compress this Ming Wang flame into such a small group? !

But for this, everyone on the field has very little time to think about it. They have a more serious and more horrible problem to worry about!

The practitioners of various factions in Japan looked at the blue flame in the heart of Li Yundong’s palms with fear. They knew that this group of flames seemed to be less, but the power was far more than that of the sea. Time is horrible!

The original flame will only burn and burn everything it touches, but at this time the fireball is compressed by the sea of ​​fire, and it has a terrible explosive power.

It can even be said that this blue fireball is equivalent to the power of ten atomic bombs. If it is detonated by Li Yundong, Gaoyeshan will be razed to the ground, and there will be a huge tiankeng in Wakayama Prefecture, Japan! Even with the special geographical structure of the island nation of Japan, once this blue fireball explodes, not only is Wakayama County finished, but the Japanese continental shelf will also be shaken to usher in a more terrifying earthquake and tsunami!

This will be a catastrophe of the Japanese nation!

All the practitioners of all the various factions in Japan stared at the blue fireball in the hands of Li Yundong. They didn’t even dare to take a breath, even the middle-aged and Izumo who had previously appreciated Li Yundong. At this time, they all stood up nervously, and they were all immersed in the real thing. The magic weapon was sacrificed. The eyes seemed to be squirting a sharp blade. They stared at Li Yundong, as long as he had a little bit to detonate the meaning of the blue fireball. Everything is shot!

They are powerful practitioners who can escape this horrible explosion by various means, but the Emperor’s majesty can’t be done, and the Emperor’s wife can’t! There are countless ordinary Japanese people here, they can't!

At this time, even the Japanese practitioners who dared to blame would not dare to yell at Li Yundong. They glared at Li Yundong, and they couldn’t wait to kill him instantly, but they didn’t dare to speak, for fear that they would be amazed by this guy. Detonating this fireball, then Japan has disappeared from this world!

It was very quiet in a time, and the practitioners of various schools in Japan sweated and sweated, as if they were stone carvings.

Fortunately, Li Yundong did not intend to destroy Japan. The blue fireball in his hand became smaller and smaller, and finally he became smaller and invisible, followed by a blue ripple in the air, constantly moving around. Spreading out like a blue light spectrum, it is good-looking.

Li Yundong also knows that he has not ignited this blue fireball for his own benefit. This fireball is enough to kill millions of secular people. Although he does not like Japan, he hates the country’s wolf nature, but these people are guilty. ? Retreat 10,000 steps and say that a practitioner who kills an ordinary secular person will provoke a terrible horror, and kill one million secular people? What a terrible disaster will come to his head? Don't say that you are the reincarnation of Ming Wang, even if it is the real Buddha, you have to be taken away by God.

Moreover, among the various practitioners in this group, there are absolutely no shortage of top players. Many of them are true repairs that are far above the orange yam, but the orange sage can use the powerful belief power, so they can defeat they. These people want to escape the scope of the fire bomb, it is a breeze, they ruined Japan, they will not go back to revenge?

This result is not what Li Yundong wants to see. If it does happen, it will be a terrible battle between China and Japan. It will even directly lead to the complete fall of the Chinese and Japanese spiritual circles.

After Li Yundong disappeared from the blue fireball in his hand, the practitioners from all walks of life followed and grew a sigh of relief. A gust of wind blew, and some people felt that they were all wet, as if they had just fished out of the water. general!

The middle-aged man of Ise Shinto couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his forehead. After a look of fortune, he said with fear: "Good insurance, good insurance!"

Izumo also slightly loosened the clenched fist, and secretly sighed: "Fortunately, he is not a madman!"

Tanga Zizi did not feel the danger just now. She still looked at Li Yundong with disbelief. She lost her reason and shouted: "Who are you?"

Li Yundong smiled slightly and raised another hand. At this time, in the sky, the black and black unmoving kings turned into countless small white lights and instantly decomposed, one by one, flowing into Li Yundong's body.

This force just entered Li Yundong's body, and he burst into a glare of white light. He slammed a hole in his eyebrows, and the mouth slowly stretched, showing a majestic and cold erect. Immediately afterwards, Li Yundong squeaked his bones, and he grew two heads and four arms on his shoulders and behind him. The whole person became a two-meter-high, three-headed and six-armed wrath!

At this moment, even if Su Shi, Ziyuan, Zhou Qin and others who saw the scene in front of the sky through the glass mirror, they could not tell whether Li Yundong at this time was directly transformed into the Ming Dynasty, or the change of his body. In this way, it is shrouded in the flesh.

Everyone saw Li Yundong’s appearance at this time, and they shouted loudly and shouted: “This is Ming Wang Tianzun!”

"Do not move the king!"

"This is impossible!"

In the head of Tsinghua’s son, she suddenly screamed at her daughter’s words that she had said seriously: Mom, this Li Yundong is the reincarnation of Ming Wang, you must not use the power of the unmoving King to fight with him!

At that time, Tang Yazi sneered at this statement and did not believe it!

It is like a person who squanders an unowned treasure for more than ten years. He has long regarded this treasure as his own imprisonment in the subconscious, and suddenly one day someone came over and told her: This treasure is another person!

How does this make her believe? Even if you believe, how can you admit it?

The orange yoko was sweating, and the sweat on her forehead rolled down. Her subconscious mouth muttered: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" But her body is shaking under the pressure of the unmoving king. With a shudder, the foot stepped back, as if to escape from this terrible place.

At this time, Tsang Yazi regretted to the extreme. If he did not use the power of the unimpressed king, he might not be able to beat this Li Yundong!

But I am really too eager for quick success, eager for success, want to kill opponents in one fell swoop, deterred all around, ambitious hostile martial art, this mobilized the power of the unmoving Ming Wang!

The power of the Unclear King is stored in the form of seals in the various gods and Buddhist monks in the Gaoye Mountain. There is no call for the special blood power of the Orange Yazi. They will never wake up and will never be used by outsiders!

Even if Li Yundong himself is not moving to the reincarnation of the King, it is impossible to mobilize this power in Koyasan!

This power does not have to be okay, it is equivalent to giving the other party a big gift!

Li Yundong’s strength has multiplied, and his legal power has soared to a point where he can’t look straight!

Li Yundong slowly lifted Jin Gang Hui Jian, although this Hui Jian is much smaller than the huge Hui Jian held by the previous Orange Zizi, but the sharpness of the condensation is as real and more powerful!

When Li Yundong’s hand held Hui Jian to the top, he suddenly screamed and smashed toward the Orange.

At this moment, Tangazi only felt that the sky above her head was so dark, and a terrible force rushed toward herself. She couldn’t move half a point at all, and even the little finger could not be!

The only thing she could do was watch the sword fall to the top of her head, and then make a heartbreaking shout!

Just when Li Yundong’s Hui Jian was about to fall to the head of Tanga, suddenly a figure appeared on the field, loudly: “Don’t kill her!”

Li Yundong fixed his eyes and saw that the orange body was so thin that he was in front of his mother. His body shook slightly. The twins who kept shuddering sold out her inner fear, but her lips were biting tight. In the eyes, it also revealed a firm light.

The long sword in the hands of Li Yundong stopped at the top of the orange child's head. His voice said sensibly: "Give me a reason not to kill her!"

The orange child is green and some of the tender faces are full of reluctance. Her voice is slightly trembled, but she still has a powerful voice: "There is a good life in heaven! Who is a life without making mistakes!!"

In this sentence, almost all the practitioners on the field were moved, even if Ge Xiguangyi could not help but sigh for a long time: "Amitabha!" As for his failure to sigh the truth, Tantra, still It’s unclear to sigh the Huigen of the orange child.

Li Yundong was silent for a long time. The long sword in his hand slowly disappeared, and his body shape slowly changed into the original Tang suit man. He suddenly smiled and said to Tanga Zizi: "Your daughter knows more than you! You ten For a few years, live alive!"

When Tang Zizi heard Li Yundong’s words, his voice could not stop echoing his voice. There was a lingering voice in her heart. It was a constant voice: Did I have been working hard for more than a decade? Where am I wrong? Where am I wrong? !

Tachibana is thinking of Haikou, which he has boasted in front of everyone, remembering the plan he had carefully arranged before, and remembering the horror that is now in front of everyone. She couldn’t help but be angry and anger, and a hot air rushed from Dantian. She was angry and angered. The blood is raging, and a blood squirts out, and the head falls!

The orange child exclaimed, and turned back and hugged the orange sage that fell softly on the ground.

The middle-aged man of Ise Shinto looked at Tachibana and shook his head: "The era of belonging to Tachibana is gone! The Japanese spiritual world will once again usher in the era of tyranny!"

Looking at Li Yundong in a complicated look, I couldn’t say whether it was admiration or fear. She whispered: "What about him?"

The middle-aged man looked at Li Yundong, but he saw that Li Yundong did not look at the orange child and others. He turned and licked the dust on his body and left. He could not help but whispered: "This Chinese defeated the orange yam... if this matter Spread it out!"

Before he decided that Li Yundong was a weak hero, so he was very pitiful, but at this time the other party was defeated by the oranges! The nature of the whole thing has changed!

Not only did he think of this idea, but other practitioners of Japanese martial art also thought of it!

Immediately after Li Yundong, several loud voices were heard: "You can't go!"

"Zhanna, stop!"

"If you hurt someone, would you like to leave?"

Li Yundong heard this voice, and when he turned around, his expression did not change at all, but his eyes were deeply scorned and disdainful.

At this time, the Aster, which was hiding in the woods outside the Gaoyeshan Royal Garden, looked up and quickly spread the hand on the glass mirror of the sky. He hid the magic weapon and said: "We are going to play!"

At this time, the city of Kyoto in Japan is performing a blockade battle in the downtown area.

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