MTL - The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus-Chapter 1813 God's heart

The huge statues that evoke behind the Protoss are solemn and solemn, like an incomparably tall mountain, suppressing the hearts of all.

Idol!

The heart of the Tibetan king is shocked and seems to be enlightened. The reason why the Protoss is called the Protoss is probably related to the statue.

The Tibetan king guessed it.

Protoss can inspire the power of God, illusion of the **** of life, the power is unparalleled, under the Protoss, no one can incite and confront.

This is the dependence of the Protoss and the high capital.

Hey!

The ghosts of the sentient beings face the gods, and they can't help but kneel down.

When the Protoss did not inspire the gods, they were still able to resist the supreme pressure. Once the gods appeared, no one could resist.

The Tibetan Mastiff in the Tibetan Mastiff is surrounded by golden light, and a golden light is made behind it, turning into a statue of a great Buddha, as if it were a god.

The Protoss glanced dismissively and said, "You can compare with the Protoss' skills and break!"

The Protoss yelled, and if it fell in a nine-day thunder, the gods moved and grabbed the statue of the Buddha.

The speed is not fast, but the gods are invincible.

The Tibetan king felt that the body was tight, and the internal organs were smashed by the force.

Hey!

If the statue of the big Buddha bursts into a burst, it seems that it will soon fall apart and fall apart.

The king of the Tibetan dynasty spurred the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures, and a Sanskrit flew out of his mouth and turned into a golden enamel flying dance, draped over the statue of the Buddha.

If the Buddha statue is like a golden light, the sound of the cockroach disappears, and the activity is abrupt. It flies out from behind the king of the earth, and the huge palm is photographed to the god.

Buddha's Palm!

The power of this palm is no less than the previous one, it is awe-inspiring, holding your breath.

"broken!"

The Protoss screamed again, and the gods waved their fists, punched and punched each other.

In an instant, there is only one palm in the world, and nothing else.

Everyone feels very small, as if it is air, not important.

Puff puff!

Countless ghosts and all sentient beings spit blood, fell to the ground, and dying.

boom!

A golden light exploded and skyrocketed, and the Buddha statue disappeared.

The idol has faded a lot, but it is still proud.

puff!

The king of the Tibetan king also spit blood and breath, and looked at the gods with horror and despair.

If the Buddha statue cannot compete with the statue, then this shackle will completely lose its dependence.

Lost!

The eyes of the King of Dizang are dim, and he is inconsistent with God. Now, it seems that he is only a Mahayana realm and can’t compete with the real Protoss.

The protoss were proud of the ocean and flew to the king of the earth. The statue of the **** followed, and the pressure came like a mountain.

Boom!

The ground collapsed and could not withstand the pressure of the gods.

Many ghosts and all beings have become patties, a mess, and extremely miserable.

The king of the earth is helpless, only the hands are together, the mouth is really good, and these innocent souls are surpassed.

The Protoss is condescending, overlooking the Tibetan king, saying: "Where mortals have their own consciousness, without consciousness, then there is only one dead road."

The Tibetan king floated a smile and said: "A mortal can also become a god. Some people have done this. You deny it is useless. God's happy days have come to an end."

"court death!"

The Protoss was furious and took a palm. The palm was not yet close to the Tibetan king. He was like a broken kite, his chest collapsed, flew away, and fell into the ruins of the broken wall.

The Protoss said with anger and sorrow: "The horse that is mixed into the group of the Protoss, we will definitely unload him eight pieces and smash the bones."

This is a disguised recognition of the Tibetan king.

The Tibetan king smiled happily and forgot the pain of the whole body.

Tang Zhen’s Yuan Ying’s body has really gone to the realm of the gods, and it has caused a lot of headaches.

"Ha ha ha, Tang Yan, you really gave us a bad breath." The Tibetan king laughed.

The Protoss slammed and asked: "Don Juan is the guy, you seem to be familiar with him, tell me all that you know."

The Protoss originally wanted to find out the ins and outs, and heard that the Tibetan King mentioned it, and he naturally couldn’t wait to ask.

"Are you not a god? Why bother me, I will understand it myself."

The Protoss is furious and says: "Dare to hide from the Protoss. I see how you live."

He made a move to the Tibetan king, and the statue behind him decisively shot, holding the Tibetan king firmly in the palm of his hand, and the golden treasure of the Tibetan king flashed and died.

The king of the Tibetan Mastiff was injured and fell into the hands of the gods. Naturally, he could not resist.

However, the king of the Tibetans was serene and placed great pains out of the matter, saying: "It is useless to kill me."

"I won't kill you, I will squeeze every bit of information in your head. I was disdainful of this kind of thing. Absorbing your information is simply a taint of God, but now I don't mind doing it."

The five fingers of the gods hold the head of the Tibetan king, as if they were electric drills. They have to penetrate into his brain. Numerous messages are transmitted from the fingertips of the gods. The protoss close their eyes and constantly absorb the information of the king.

The Tibetan king kept his heart and tried to fight against it, and eventually found it was futile.

"In front of the Protoss, where there are secrets of mortals, we have created you, and all of you are undefended against us." The Protoss are proud of themselves.

The ghosts of the ghosts shivered and did not dare to go forward. In front of the statues, they were like ants squatting on the ground, without the courage and ability to resist.

The king of the land is helpless, only the mouth is true.

"God is high and high, but it does not regard human life as life. Instead, it makes the world's life smeared. Is this God? Oh, then I can be a god-destroyer."

Suddenly, a voice floated in the sky and rang through the ghost world.

The ghosts of the ghosts heard this voice, and there was no loss of fear and tremor.

The eyes of the Tibetan kings floated in joy and looked up.

You finally came!

The Protoss opened his eyes violently. He was very familiar with the sound and lit the anger in his chest. He looked up and his eyes seemed to spurt the fire.

Among them, there is still a trace of panic.

"How did you come?"

The Protoss asked with a grin.

Tang Yan came very quickly, and the blink of an eye fell to the top of the statue and said, "How can I not come?"

"You actually chased from the realm of the gods, who revealed the wind?" The Protoss was inconspicuous and asked.

Ok?

Tang Yan was wrong and didn't understand what was going on.

The heart of the Tibetan king is as bright as a mirror.

The Protoss misunderstood.

Wrong Tang Dang was his Yuan Ying avatar, thinking that Yuan Ying detached from the realm of the gods, specifically to deal with him.

As for the Tang Dynasty is the Dacheng realm, the Protoss did not recognize it. It is entirely because the Protoss is unpredictable and can be changed to any level of cultivation. It cannot be judged by the cultivation of the naked eye.

See Tang Yan refused to answer, the Protoss angered: "The Protoss is high, you still want to kill God, waiting for you can only die."

Having said that, the Protoss saw Tang Yan actually chasing him from the realm of the gods. That means that the situation in the realm of the gods is not optimistic. So many protoss can't block him. Can he really block him?

The **** of the Protoss has been chaotic.