Legend of the Mythological Genes

Sticks come!

A “stick”, the stick will come!

Feng Lin screamed, and after thousands of years of demon illusion, he was forcibly squeezed in by a thick iron bar like Tianzhu. The sky was broken and the world shook.

The iron rod narrowed in the wind and gradually became a three-meter-long iron rod. It fell into the hands of Feng Lin, and the whole body was round and black. The eight words “unshaped, ideal energy” were written on it!

Feng Lin holding the iron bar, the whole person’s momentum has changed greatly. The seemingly thin body is like a mountain. It is like a mountain. It does not move like a mountain, and it suppresses the human world.

Looking at the tide of the demon army, he sneered, his body was vertical, did not retreat, and jumped into the army of the demon, and slaughtered.

The demon is like the sea, Feng Lin silhouette has not entered it, an iron rod has been dancing into a whirlwind, sweeping, the monsters have been hit and crushed.

Wherever he was, he became a flesh-and-blood disc and kept pushing. Once the demon fell into it, it was instantly disappeared.

The iron bar is as heavy as Mount Tai, and Feng Lin is one person, stunned against the Qianjun, and the demon army is scared witless.

Seeing his fierceness, Fengmo Tailang was also full of horror. “Let’s go up and kill him!”

The rest of the Japanese looked at the silhouette of the god like a demon in the demon to kill seven in seven out, no worries, scared to tremble, how dare not step forward.

puff!

A Japanese man screamed, his body was cut off, and Fengmo Tailang held a monster knife, such as Ashura evil spirits, evil fiercely said: “No, die!”

In the face of the threat of death, these Japanese people finally bite their teeth and use their means.

Some people, such as ninjas, lurk in the darkness, shooting bitterness and shurikens. Some people are like warriors. They hold their knives with both hands. They are cut off on the front. Some people like Onmyouji, and they use their hands to make various rune incantations. ……

For a time, Feng Lin became the enemy of all the demons and Japanese people on the field, and countless attacks were bombarded like meteor showers.

Wu wu wu ……

The wind is whistling.

Feng Lin iron rod dances to create a wind-tight barrier, all the attacks are outside, no one can break through the defense of the stick shadow.

“Big, big, big!” He snorted, and the soul fluctuated into it. The iron rod in his hand quickly became bigger and became one more than a hundred meters long and thick Tie Zhu, swept the past, and the mountains were demolished. In case of water and water, any obstruction is crushed by crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

Those Japanese people can’t dodge, they are swept down, and they are squashed into bolognese.

“Damn!” Fengmo Tailang eyes are red, these are all cultivation geniuses in the Japanese country, precious wealth, every loss is a huge loss.

He was furious, Monster Qi rolled over and wrapped him into a hurricane, and the knives were combined and slammed.

Demon wind

His body is transformed into a wind, and thousands of knives are instantly pulled out. The blade light is intertwined, forming a knife net that keeps spinning. Once it falls into it, it will be smashed in an instant.

“Change!” Feng Lin slanted like the same, stunned, sneer, raised hand, iron sticks come out, it is instantly divided into countless roads, all the time is full of shadows, collision with blade light.

Void 叮 ding-dong 咚, continually ringing.

Blade light and stick shadows dissipated.

“Give the old grandfather! Long, long, long!” Feng Lin holds the stick in his hand, furiously shouted, and the iron bar in his hand becomes again, holding it in his hand, waving it into a circle and sweeping it.

The demons were blasted and crushed into slag. The huge army appeared a conspicuous blank space. The whole person of Fengmo Tailang flew out, broke into the ground, and fell into it. It was difficult to extricate himself for a long time.

Feng Lin is more and more fun, and the movements on his hands are more and more fierce. His body is flickering, and the sticks are displayed. The peaks are divided, the thousands are divided, and there are infinite mysteries.

For a time, all the days are sticks, and the iron bars swept underneath. Everything became dusty.

“This person surnamed Sun?” Fengmo Tailang ran out of the ground, and the metal shell of his body appeared a crack and his face was astonished.

Is this person a Chinese person? And also surnamed Sun!

How did he come to the myth of our Japanese mythology?

How can there be such a terrifying cultivator on Earth?

……

He couldn’t understand it. He could only watch Feng Lin’s fascination on the court. He made a sky and the earth turning upside down. The iron rods changed at will, and the thousands of monsters could not resist. The fear of death is overwhelming and flies away. The farther away from this comet, the better.

For a time Feng Lin all around was empty, he stood on the spot, armed with iron bars, laughed heartily, full of joy and pride.

Fengmo Tailang’s eyelids are shrinking. Looking at the iron bars in Feng Lin’s hands, the more you look at it, the more familiar you are. In addition to the different sizes, the shape is clearly their Japanese God Pillar!

This person actually refining this Talisman?

Isn’t that our Japanese territory no longer supported by the pillars of God, will it fall to the sea ditch?

……

When I think of it, his face is completely smashed.

Japanese God Pillar is the lifeblood of the Japanese country. If the country slides into the ditch, where can the countless Japanese people go?

Involving the life of the entire Japanese race, his eyes are congested and he is completely desperate!

Fengmo Tailang has a tight bite and suddenly rises high, and all the strengths of the whole body are gathered into the demon knife.

The ominous knife is stained with ominous blood red, air machine killing, incomparable terrifying, with all extinct killing intent.

The people and the knife are united, and the high jumps into the air, which makes the final trick, and the wind blows!

Blade light Degenerate, destroy all vitality.

Feng Lin is not patient, and the eyelids are lifted. “Take the old grandson!”

“Long! Long! Long!…” His spiritual strength was poured into the iron rod. The stick quickly grew up and stood on the ground. It gradually became like a Tianzhu straight to the sky, and it crashed into the past.

what?

The Fengmo Tailang blade light has not yet fallen, and the whole person has been flying to the dome by a huge iron rod.

Rub it!

He changed his face and saw that Demon Sword in his hand was cracked and cracked into pieces.

“This place is really small! It’s really uncomfortable to win the old grandson!” Feng Lin golden’s eyes were scornful, and he ignored the group of defeated players. He still struggled and suddenly looked up at the sky. With both hands holding the iron rod, the sky is rising, the whole person arches, holds the iron rod, and the body is heavily bombarded in the void!

Hey!

Under the tip of the stick, the cracking sound of the glass shattered a ripple, the space piece shattered, revealing a black hole, and the endless black liquid poured down from it, drowning the whole mythical secret, and countless demons fled.

Feng Lin didn’t take a look at it any more, and his body shape turned into a bucket, and it turned into a group of golden light disappearing into this small world.

“俺老孙 is coming out again! Hahaha…”

Why do you want to say it again?

The golden monkey rises up a thousand sticks…

Yuyu clarifies Wan Lie!