After that, Whitewater jumped off Dior’s back and left Bellatrix Field, regardless of their possible reaction. What would happen? Whitewater has no heart at all-the old woman won’t live long. Whitewater is very sure that Neville is a good man, but Mrs. Longbottom is definitely a malicious character. Her hands seem to be doomed.
Three days later, it was not surprising that Whitewater daily prophet saw the news that Bellatrix was executed.
The notorious death eaters are going crazy. No matter where they flee, they will be found and killed. It’s a pity that Voldemort’s white waves can’t be found in the compass. It’s a pity that the white waves have been hunting death eaters for a year and finally killed those death eaters. Malfoy didn’t pay the ransom, probably because his family finally had no money
Whitewater didn’t go to recover because of his killing result, which made jade fish feel hot now, and he was about to turn to life. Whitewater lived in a place where he was sitting with his hands leaning on a wand. For him, there was no progress in martial arts, but it made him feel refreshed. Yes, he was lying. There was nothing to control the murder. What kind of murder was firmly controlled by Whitewater when Nandou Baihu Boxing was practiced to this extent.
He just wants to kill those death eaters for fun. He won’t regret it at all-every one of them is a damn villain. Whitewater is a righteous man. It’s normal for him to kill bad people. He is a great savior. In the past, he was a man who wanted to fight with the Tatars.
Although England is not Jianzhou Tatar, these Angles are also barbarians, and even more barbarian than Jianzhou Tatar. Whitewater will certainly feel very good for killing barbarian villains.
"Barbarians are indeed barbarians" Bai Lang said in his mouth, leaning on a wand in a high-backed chair. Suddenly, several places in his room suddenly burst into holes. It was more than a dozen Auror, who were on the verge of death. They marked their identity. "Have I committed any crimes stipulated by the Ministry of Magic?" Whitewater is very curious to ask a song "Auror, a black man, covered up and said," You should give them to the Ministry of Magic instead of directly killing criminals wanted by the Ministry of Magic illegally.
Whitewater half face hood shadow can’t see clearly, but the light can shine on half face but smile "So that’s it …" Whitewater hand wand head bit by bit "So are you ready? How many casualties are you prepared to pay? " Whitewater raised his head, and his hood and half face showed positive Auror’s eyes.
Whitewater’s eyebrows have grown long. With the recovery of jade fish, the world is getting weaker and weaker to him-he is about to leave. At this moment, Whitewater’s height has recovered to one meter and nine meters, and his appearance is also good. At this moment, a man in his twenties must be as fast as a wire. He is a first-class hero. His reaction at this moment is that all Auror have taken a step back.
It was a terrible momentum, and these people launched it regardless of the direct curse. Suddenly, the colorful beams cut the whole room into different parts … Whitewater is the curse of the patron saint of spinning, and the white tiger covers him and spins with a black frenzy storm. This black storm directly annihilates the curse, and whitewater is killed with a black gale in one second.
But two minutes later, Whitewater pushed the door and came out of the sky. Dior Whitewater clapped his hands and dusted himself off. "Let’s go when it’s done."
"You killed them?" Dior asked, "Nothing is not enough, that is, breaking bones." Whitewater waved, "Oh, this thing …" jade fish suddenly jumped up and threw Whitewater and Dior into a light door with a flick of his tail.
Bai Lang stepped straight ahead. He saw the lonely desert scenery in front of him, holding a wand in his hand-but the magic was gone. Bai Lang looked at the little lion dog/cat with wings beside him. "It seems that Dior has also degenerated?" The clothes are gradually broken, and the magic woven place becomes fragile. The leather bag is also blown up, blowing up a whole house and the English countryside jungle-right next to him.
"Isn’t it actually broken?" Whitewater thinks it’s quite good. The problem is that this house and this forest will definitely be killed in a short time-I’m afraid Victorian houses can’t stop the wild sand in the desert and the English countryside jungle will definitely die in the desert.
"However, my Lord, it will be gone after I break it!" White waves laugh. He can’t change into Anima Gus at the moment. He motioned Dior to hide in the room and the white waves closed their eyes slightly. The state of Anima Gus changed, and the white waves moved in their hearts. The white waves spurred their own qi. "It’s really gone for a while." He laughed. The wind around him was so strong that the white waves roared and the qi suddenly turned into a violent storm, and the blink of an eye was a hundred miles in diameter.
Chapter five hundred and six Achievements
It’s not a problem for the original martial arts of Whitewater to expand the hundred-mile storm, but it’s just out of control-of course, it can be so big if you don’t control it specially, but how can the eye of the hundred kilometers expand to thousands of kilometers? This is something that Whitehead couldn’t do in the past, but this time it can radiate such power at one time. That’s really a great progress in Whitehead martial arts.
"And incredibly still can maintain weak control now is the time to act like an armband! Small and small! " White waves, arms dancing, feet stepping and punching-Nandou Baihu’s boxing spirit wanders around to control the strong wind, and there is also a golden light in his body. Thirteen Taibao practiced the martial arts of the golden bell jar and also concentrated on "rushing away twelve in one breath to achieve the golden bell jar dzogchen!" White thought.
The eye of the wind has been shrinking, and the scope of the storm has been reduced to dozens of miles in Fiona Fang. This scope has become an absolute field that white waves can control. The so-called outdoor release is not like this. It is a certain range. He can control everything in the field-of course, it is mainly a part of the rules, and his own rules suppress other rules. Anyway, that is always the case.
Bai Lang probably knows this. He has always been not too interested in understanding the profound truth of martial arts-"I practice martial arts and not metaphysics-it is neither natural for a monk to practice Buddhism nor for a Taoist to practice metaphysics. Can I just make great efforts?" Those mysterious and basaltic learning combined with other hundred schools of kung fu whitewater seem to be a little off.
Thirteen Pacific Insurance practices the golden bell defense. This belongs to the white-faced martial arts defense, which is much better than the simple iron cloth shirt. The white-faced thinking is extreme, which shows that this person is just talking about his health and is still honest. After all, he has not become a philosopher but has become a real family.
Thinking about whether these white waves directly shake the joints, suddenly the clouds are scattered, and the storm is directly dispersed in the roar of the tiger. The sunshine in the clouds is like a light beam covering the white waves. He is a huge white tiger phantom outside his body, and the white tiger phantom has a golden bell to cover his figure. The sunshine temperature is extremely high-the achievement is innate, but you want to put it outside the scene? Let’s go through the doom first.
This is probably the balance between heaven and earth? Anyway, I don’t know whether it is necessary for Du Jie to go to a higher level or Du Jie Whitewater when the master of outdoor shooting achieves his goal-perhaps it is more difficult to step into that opportunity than Du Jie. The hot sun shines on the sand around Whitewater and immediately melts. "Is this sunlight or hydrogen bomb light radiation? Hi! This is not the same thing! " Whitewater muttered.
But he didn’t think of any way to resist light radiation. Can this thing be carried by hard skin? It seems that you can improve your heat resistance or reflect most of the light. From a scientific point of view … White waves are getting more and more crooked, but it doesn’t prevent his martial arts from changing. The true qi is driving the golden bell to become bigger and bigger. The white tiger and he are all shrouded in this sunlight. The golden bell overflows and shines like a fire.
This light is so dense that it seems as if Yun Ni is rushing out around a golden bell and shoring it up. The sun’s true fire constantly cuts down his true fire, but it also further purifies his true fire during burning-the golden bell is attached with a trace of pure yang’s true fire breath to break the magic power, and further, the white wave itself is cracked by the real fire-if it weren’t for the golden bell’s magical power, it would be a nigger at this moment.
By this time, Bai Lang’s clothes had already been burned out, and his skin was red, and he came out with breath. He also felt quite hot, and his hair and beard had been curled, but because Bai Lang’s length had not been burned, he continued to suppress the true fire by luck, which would suppress the burning qi meridians in the abdomen. Don’t let it wander at will, otherwise Bai Lang knew that he would even be burned to death.
The white tiger phantom has also turned red. The true spirit of Nandou White Tiger Boxing is also burned by real fire, just like the true spirit of the golden bell jar. It is also with a ray of fire strength, and it is actually hard to endure the pure yang fire. When the sun burns, it instantly turns into an ice chill, from burning the sky and cooking the sea to freezing everything. "Ice fire?" Whitewater scolded his skin for freezing ice crystals directly and cracking everywhere.
The huge breath of qi transformed the bronze bell into cracks everywhere, and the golden bell turned into white white waves. It was found that even his own qi seemed to be frozen. Besides, the chill was rapidly destroying his vitality. The golden bell jar kept cracking, and it was obvious that the skin would be frozen into shining ice crystals like bones. At this time, the white waves exhaled long, and he made a tiger roar.
The phantom copper bell collapsed in its breath and was replaced by a white tiger ice crystal that roared upwards. It was like a small blade, and the white waves also used it to urge the white tiger in the southern bucket to directly bring up the cold and yin qi to swim through the meridians and finally suppress it into the abdomen. Pure Yang, true fire, true water, fire and water are not integrated. "This broken thing is really paralyzed!" White waves are also gnashing their teeth.
Nandou White Tiger’s fist strength was supposed to break the flesh and bones and be stuck again. Now the problem is that Whitewater must provoke a real fire to warm itself, otherwise it will freeze to death-even if it is dead, it may be a dead white tiger’s true qi can absorb the yin and cold, but there is nothing to do about the low temperature-that is the jurisdiction of Xuanwu. "Is it suffering anyway?" Whitewater swears.
"Also thanks to me! Otherwise, another person may have become minced meat at this time. "Whitewater boasted that no one was watching, regardless of the fact that he had to appease himself. It was the sun’s exposure that doomed Whitewater. If he tried to move and found the sun, he would escape as he said, because it was light instead of robbing the clouds, Whitewater could not break it up-maybe he could defeat a man with light, but that man might be called Siwu …
Whitewater can be a hard fight. If there is any change in expectations, the change will come-the sunshine has returned to normal, but he was hit by lightning balls. "What? False thunder? Do you want to be so unscientific? " Bai Lang tried to dodge these thunderballs with his own lightness skill while shouting the words of martial arts. He failed shamefully. Although these thunderballs didn’t fly fast, they could be tracked.
The so-called problem of tracking is that there are more than 100 thunderballs when they come out, and his mother will cooperate with them. So once you eat the first shot, it is almost inevitable to eat the second shot. After eating the second shot, you can’t even try to hide the rest of the hair. This thing will paralyze people, even if it is not white, copper, steel and iron, it will completely defend him. Do you want strong thunder to directly penetrate his flesh and directly wreak havoc?
The thunder penetrated his meridians with all the majestic strength, and the white waves were constantly torn and obliterated in the thunder, but he had to resist-otherwise, it would not be turned into an explosive head, but it would be turned into dust. The thunder strength made the white waves tremble and the beard hair would have been blown into fly ash. This boiled egg head and the veins stood out, and his teeth were bleeding-not just bleeding in his mouth. This guy’s eyes and nostrils were bleeding. This drop of blood immediately exploded into a thunder fire.
His body was forced to heal, and his flesh was raw again, and he bled out in the cracks-it was like a ground crack and the situation of luminous magma became very bad, and somehow Whitewater felt that the big problem was still behind him. He always felt that this doom seemed to have a big "no!" We can’t let those two things stay in the abdomen-in case the ice and fire explode, don’t we have to return? "
After the white waves bite their teeth, the thunder thunderbolt strength is abruptly introduced. When the thrust pushes them to wrap themselves in the pure yang, the true fire and the true water in the lunar calendar, these two things will walk along the meridians and swear to push them out completely. The initial plan is to let Barry spit out the way and consume the force crazily-not only to resist the thunder, but also to wrap and divide the two kinds of fire and water-these two things, one yin and one yang, are constantly grinding away to isolate the true qi like a millstone.
Whitewater qi is vigorous and has already found it difficult to ride a tiger. "It will take up to an hour for the old qi to run out!" However, at this moment, we can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to supplement it! " At this time, the vitality of the heavens and the earth is absorbed by the Whitewater Root Method. If it is normal, it should be ready to replenish qi and Dan medicine, and there is nothing in Whitewater.
"Gan Li niang! Die, eggs in the air, never die! Fight! " White waves put their hearts in a horizontal direction, directly and recklessly fuelling the true qi, regardless of the possible damage and acceleration of meridians. The discharge of those two time bombs forced the thunder balls out of the body, and at the same time, he also began to punch and claw the thunder balls out of the body, trying to scatter them. At this time, there was a crazy lightning surge in heaven and earth, which was really dangerous.
Whitewater’s eyes are about to pop out of his eyes. His mouth is wide open and his flesh is everywhere. He spits out a cloud of blood and flies to the ground. "It’s really a pit!" Whitewater thought, it’s a good thing that he spit it out. He took a serious injury to the meridians, and the cost was good. When he punched and kicked his fist, his flesh was blackened and left his bones, he finally scattered the thunderball all over the sky.
The doom seems to be that the thief went upstairs and lost all his energy. He couldn’t get up when he was swinging in the abdomen. He fell flat and had condensed and vitrified. Because of the broken work of the golden bell jar, those broken crystals were embedded in his meat. Suddenly, his back was bloody and painful, but his reality was that he didn’t have the strength to get up.
Qi gradually seeped into the white water body, but now he really didn’t have enough willpower to control these qi to swim, but in three of his own dantian fields, he gave birth to a trace of extremely pure vitality-this is his innate qi, which is not controlled very much, and he swam slowly according to the direction of his habit of golden bell and white tiger boxing.
Poor Whitewater Meridian has been broken, and the injury can only be cured by warm nourishment or medicine. If you can’t connect the Meridian, you just need skill and medicine. It’s mainly by your own magical skill to connect the Meridian. There are some martial arts in this world that can only be cultivated by breaking the Meridian … When the innate qi swims in the Meridian, it will scatter into the flesh and blood bones to the other side and naturally converge again.
Whitewater lay in this place for three whole days, sunburned during the day and frozen at night. When he was finally able to get up, he heard the click-click fracture, which was the sound of forcibly tearing and bonding the flesh. Of course, his face turned pale with pain. After he got up, it was direct luck to spray the flesh-and-blood glass slag directly with blood. Whitewater strode towards his "room".
"Thanks to the fact that there was no storm in these three days and I wasn’t in Du Jie, it should be okay near this house." Whitewater walked past while thinking. He was now without anything but jade fish. Whitewater walked to the front of the house and the trees had died in large numbers. The original British pond was about to be dried. Whitewater thought for a moment and blasted into the shallow water in the pond with one punch-it was really a deep water.
Whitewater fist strength directly penetrated the bottom mud. "It’s also possible to give it a try after putting the master outside the scene." Whitewater muttered something, but a few breaths poured out of the hole with a punch from Whitewater. Hahahaha, it’s just a punch to move the water line to change. "Whitewater’s boxing meaning is that if others can’t do it, it can last forever."
Clear water gushed out of the hole and soon filled the pond, and the small fish alive. The water not only filled the pond, but also overflowed from the pond to form a stream, and the white water swam around the dead forest like Youlong, leaving a ditch, and the water flowed in the ditch and infiltrated into the ground to irrigate the trees
"If you can’t support these trees, most of them will still die." Does Whitewater know that most of these trees will still die in the sun and this pond will be flooded by sandstorms? Whitewater thinks it’s something that happened after he left-that’s right. Whitewater is still preparing to run around here until he recovers from his wounds.
Chapter five hundred and seven Healing
This house is not suitable for those doors and windows in the desert Gobi, so it can’t stop the wind and sand-however, if you want to let out the master field of whitewater, even if he is now injured by five pains and seven injuries, you can settle the wind and sand in Fiona Fang for more than ten miles. "Twelve serious and odd meridians have intermittent injuries in the abdomen, and the healing is in big trouble-and how can this flesh injury be damn old and never have enough healing drugs?" ！”
White waves complain that there is nothing wrong with gold to create medicine. Ask yourself about the problem of his pills. "Forget it. Anyway, the golden bell can also generate muscle and promote blood circulation to heal just a small trauma." He comforted himself and then jumped out of the room after the bag burst. "It’s a pity that the leather foreskin is very good. After all, it’s a royal skill of the British Isles. Fortunately, this room didn’t let them build it according to the habit of enchanted dharma circles …"
Whitewater, however, has seen many wizard houses-it’s too painful to say that those things are real, and those things can be seen in cartoons. If it weren’t for the reinforced structure and then the lightweight materials simulate simple bricks, it would have collapsed a long time ago. This house is orthodox Victorian, and it’s a little stuffy after walking in-it’s suitable for the English climate, but it’s different from the oven.
How to say a good white wave is also that it is no problem for the master of the scene to control a cloud floating to block the sun-the water vapor can be replenished from the end.
Now the problem is to eat some food in the room, but it’s definitely not enough. I’m afraid I’ll go out hunting or go to the oasis to buy it before the injury improves. "Anyway, I can restore my fighting power a little first." Whitewater knows that his martial arts at this moment can still kill the innate master-this is from a completely different height. The king master and the innate master are not a dimensional creature.
Whitewater, even without a trace of qi, can kill those who are usually congenital masters with one finger-not as special as him.
Baboon flow healing methods are also different. You don’t need to meditate, adjust your breath and engage in philosophical thinking. You just need to punch seriously. There is no limit to the ever-changing Southern Fighting White Tiger Boxing. It is only a creative master who can have it. With the whitewater fist, the vitality of the world has been combed, and the pure innate qi flows in his meridians.