Sign in to the Heavens from the Night

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"Monastery Lord, give me a shot."

Huo Qiu transformed the thousand-machine gun into a thousand-machine cannon, activated it with thought power, and formed a huge thought-power cannon. He flicked forward lightly, like a huge torpedo, and smashed towards the viewer.

The thousand machine guns turned into thousand machine guns, and the little pony followed closely behind. The Nian Li cannon would definitely not be able to hurt the temple master, and with the addition of Huo Qiu, it was impossible to say.

"clang."

The Psychic Cannon exploded, and the boat under the viewer's feet was blown into pieces of sawdust, and the sea water was surging at a height of tens of feet, but unfortunately there was a metal impact sound.

"Buddhism is boundless."

Huo Qiu's thousand machine guns stabbed at the audience, and at a distance of more than a foot in front of the audience, they encountered an indestructible golden barrier. The defense of the barrier was unparalleled, and Huo Qiu's thousand machine guns could only penetrate half an inch.

The golden barrier is about half a foot thick, with a penetrating power of only half an inch, and cannot cause any real damage. At least Huo Qiu has to attack ten times to break through the infinite defense of the spectator.

"Mr. Twelve is very knowledgeable."

"The temple master will let you see again, the real apocalyptic magic."

The Lord closed his eyes and opened his hands reverently. In the dark night sky, a white light with a width of several feet suddenly descended. The white light connected with the Lord's body and went straight into the sky.

Under Guanzhu's apocalypse magic, the entire Haotian world is like daytime, and the apocalypse magic is like a small sun, lighting up the entire night.

At the same time, a white light covered Huo Qiu's body, and there was a seemingly invisible connection with the light beam of the temple master.

"Under the shackles of the apocalypse magic, let me see how you run?"

The temple master stared at Huo Qiu coldly. This arrogant academy walks around the world. He really thinks that if he advances to the sixth realm, he will be invincible in the world.

If Huo Qiu used No Distance to escape in advance, he would not have been covered by the apocalypse magic. Under the Haotian divine splendor summoned by the apocalypse magic, there is only one dead end. When manpower is exhausted, Haotian's power is endless.

"Is this the Taoist apocalypse?"

Huo Qiu imitated the viewer and closed his eyes, sensing the ultimate flame in the apocalypse magic. In fact, this power was lent to the viewer by Haotian, and the apocalypse came from the kingdom of Haotian.

The flame temperature of Haotian Shenhui is extremely terrifying, it has already approached the light, and it does not appear in the form of flames. It is one of Haotian's most powerful moves, but it is a pity that the person it meets is Huo Qiu.

"Teacher, save Brother Huo quickly."

On the mountain behind the academy, Mo Shanshan looked anxiously at the light curtain, while Huo Qiu was covered by the master's apocalyptic magic, and he could sing coolly after a while, but the master was very calm and was still drinking.

"Shanshan, don't worry, the old man's natal object is always by the temple master's side."

The master pressed Mo Shanshan back to his seat with a slight force of palm, Huo Qiu was covered so easily?Mo Shanshan was confused when he cared, that little pony was a horse without distance.

If the little pony wants to get rid of the magic of apocalypse, he can leave now. The master is as curious about this horse as the sky above his head. I wonder if this horse tastes good?

"But......"

"Shanshan, this brat is the ancestor of playing with fire, he must have his reasons for doing so."

The master also doesn't know what Huo Qiu wants to do, but there is one thing that will never be wrong, Huo Qiu will definitely not mess around. In the past, Huo Qiu regretted his life not to mess around, but now that he has concerns, he will not mess around.

Mo Shanshan didn't relax, she was still terrified after receiving the explanation from the master, she had never experienced it herself, she would never know how powerful the apocalypse magic of the temple master is.

Above the South China Sea, the viewer was at a loss. Logically speaking, the master's stick was chasing him at all times, and the master would not let him interfere in worldly affairs. But now the viewer wanted to kill Huo Qiu, but the stick didn't respond?

The temple master never thought that he could kill a Houshan disciple of the academy under the attention of the master, because of the existence of the master, no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to kill the Houshan disciple.

Even, this would bring him endless troubles, the master didn't kill him just because he was afraid of alarming Haotian, it didn't mean the master was incapable of crushing him.

"So comfortable."

Huo Qiu was bathed in the Divine Art of Apocalypse, and his whole body was sublimated. The Fenjue in his body was refining the Haotian Divine Radiance extremely quickly, and the pony also enjoyed the shower of the Haotian Divine Radiance.

Huo Qiu was worrying that he would not be able to advance to the next level. The watcher is really a good person. With the help of apocalyptic magic, as long as Huo Qiu refines Haotian's power, he will be able to break through and step into the terrifying Douzong.

"Fen Jue, practice it for me."

If Huo Qiu was the only one covered by the Divine Apocalypse, his refining speed might not be able to keep up with the Divine Apocalypse. The little pony helped him share the burden, and he just grew up eating Haotian Shenhui.

The little pony is a heaven-level high-level fighting skill, not a real horse, and it is formed because of the power of thousands of beliefs. It can not only absorb fighting energy, vitality of heaven and earth, but also the divine brilliance of Haotian.

"Impossible, disconnect it for me."

Guanzhu's apocalyptic magic not only borrowed Haotian's power, but also his power, but now it is pouring into Huo Qiu like a tide.

The thought power in his body constantly resonates with the apocalypse magic, summoning a steady stream of Haotian divine brilliance, turning it into fertile nourishment to supply Huo Qiu and the little pony in front of him.

The body of the pony gradually became stronger and fuller. It was no longer as malnourished as before, and it neighed happily.

Huo Qiu's Fen Jue was running faster and faster. Before devouring three strange fires, Fen Jue was already a high-level earth-level kung fu technique, and now he was absorbing Haotian's divine brilliance, ready to advance to the heaven-level kung fu.

Huo Qiu's body slowly floated up, and he slowly spread out his hands, which was exactly the same as the master's summoning apocalypse magic, as if he was summoning Haotian Shenhui through the flames in his body.

"Stinky boy, it really shines on the old man's face. His strange kung fu can even refine Haotian Shenhui."

Master smiled happily. Others avoid Tianqi, but this guy plunders the power of Haotian, and it is still a powerful magic of Tianqi. Guanzhu is a good person, and he created opportunities for his apprentices.

"Brother Huo's technique can refine all flames, and Haotian Shenhui is an extreme sun flame, which can also be refined."

Mo Shanshan's eyes were full of splendor, she knew that Huo Qiu had three strange fires, they didn't look like anything new, but their power could gradually increase with his strength.

She didn't pay much attention to it at first, but this time she truly saw how terrifying the technique called Fenjue was. Duo Yihuo suppressed and forcibly refined it.

The imprint left by Haotian was refined and reshaped by Fenjue, and there was nothing left, only the purest Haotian fire, turned into Huo Qiu's purest power.

"Little Twelve has broken through."