Ancient Godly Monarch

Qin Wentian’s voice is like a thunder, and it’s in the ears of the people. In the blink of an eye, all the strong eyes have fallen on Qin’s body. This is the king’s strong, so bold, when he comes out, he has to win a pulse. People rolled down.

The strong man who won the pulse of the victory, the top fairy who sat in the middle stared at Qin Wentian, and his body lit up the fairy light. Indifferent said: "Do you know who you are talking to?"

"The wild demon and the fairyland humans are fighting for each other. What have you done? The people who provoke the Yaozu are swearing at Nanhuangshi. Are you a fool at all?" Qin asked Tian to look up to the virtual strong: "You win the pulse and the South Phoenix has a grudge, you can put it in the back, and at this time make some means, it is simply a shame for the strong."

"It’s good to say." Jun Mengchen said with a loud voice, walked out of the emperor’s area and looked up at the humanity of Win's pulse: "As a mean person like you, what is the qualification to sit on it, as if it were human martial arts? On behalf of the disgusting face, the words of the sword and the king are correct. You should be rolled down and not qualified to sit there."

The winners of the Winners are even more ugly. I didn’t expect anyone to dare to target them. The reason they were able to sit on the top is because the lineup is very strong, including a very terrible Win King character, winning. day.

Winning the top of the heavenly king, he sat in the middle position, the two sides reveal the meaning of the emperor, the gods, even if humiliated by Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen, he still looks calm, just indifferently overlooking Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen, indifferent: "It is very simple to want us to go down and come up with strength."

"Three games, the low-ranking fairy king, the middle-class fairy king, the top fairy king fight each other, the rules are just like the same, you lose, roll down." Qin asked the heavens calmly.

"Yes, before dealing with these scorpions, first expel some of the scum of human beings. If you are still proud of being a top force, then you should fight." Jun Mengchen proudly spoke, in an instant, suspended above the palace, won The imperial power of the sage of the family has swept out, and the pressure is so shocking that many people who are weaker are suffocated.

"If you don't have the courage to fight, it's a shame to sit there," said a fairy king of Nanhuang.

The people did not expect that suddenly it became a civil war, and the wild demon did not expect that this time it was their turn to watch the fun, sneer again and again.

They are sitting here, both sides want to see what level of strength each other has reached, how is Tian Tian’s human arrogance talent, how is the wild demon talent, and now, in humans, there seems to be some extraordinary powers, challenge Win The status of the king of the pulse, they must be driven from the throne of the sky.

"Okay." Winning the war is indifferent. His name is Winning and War, and the homonym is against the sky. It can be seen that his expectations are high, and he is facing the world and the region is provocative. How can he not fight?

"The first battle, I am going to fight, who are you coming?" Jun Mengchen pointed his finger at the void, and screamed openly, and he won a pulse from the extraordinary character, and the virtual voice came out, and the sound of the dragon screamed out and was shocking.

Jun Mengchen's body shape flashed into the emperor's battle platform, and the winning strongman stepped out step by step. Every step, the power would be stronger, and the dragon would be heard in his body, making the bones like real dragon casting. The body of the dragon is not to be moved. He enters the emperor's area, and raises his hand and grabs it toward Jun Mengchen. It is like a dragon's claws, big enough to be torn, and can tear the sky.

"District roads, shameful eyes." Jun Meng dust raised his hand is a punch, the power is terrible, the sky is turbulent, sweeping the void, a loud bang, Tianlong claws crushed.

Winners of the strong family, the glory, the true dragon body, the whole body seems to appear a horrible shadow of the real dragon, the dragon print in front of the shining, toward the kill, the dragon incarnation of the real dragon, kill Everything is destroyed, and the moment comes to the front of the dream.

"Is it so weak?" Jun Mengchen screamed, his body was like the body of the Emperor, the brilliance of the brilliance, the body of the body with the power of the body, not dead, let the real dragon tear, his body shines to protect him. It’s amazing.

"What is this physique?" Some people are amazed, the person who wins the pulse is also very unsightly, but it is very calm to win the battle, with the shocking body of Jun Mengchen, defeated normal, and then the battle of the middle-class fairy king Victory is enough. As for the third battle, if he shot, who can contend?

Sure enough, the outcome was not unexpected. Jun Mengchen beat the opponent strongly. If the strong man of the winning family took advantage of the gods, he would be killed on the spot. He left the platform and was extremely embarrassed.

"? Things, can't be hit, but dare to be high. If I were you, I would roll down." Jun Mengchen walked out of the battle platform and said with a high head.

Winning the battle, the gods are indifferent, and the cold light shines out. The big times are different. In the same year, the Tiandao Holy Court has many people, and now the wild invasion, the royal monsters are terrible, and now, free to go out alone, are shocking, look The voices circulating in the clan are not unfounded, the chaos is in chaos, the golden age is coming, and the enchanting is inevitable, the strong is born, and the ancient emperor is born.

"The battle is not over yet. If you are defeated in the next two battles, I will see how crazy you are." Above the Hanging Palace, the king of the king on the throne stood open, and his mid-level fairy king stood up and prepared to play.

"You, who played in the second game." He was on the top, looking down, not a lifetime.

"I." Qin asked Tian to look up, and there seemed to be two lightning bolts in his eyes.

"You dare to challenge me to win the throne of the throne, then this war, I will marry you." The middle-class immortal king is quite old, the momentum is calm, the oppression is down, and the majesty is extremely prosperous.

"You are now remorseful and withdraw from the battle. I can spare you not to die." The strong man seems to want to embody the majesty of his victory and give Qin a chance.

"Idiot." Qin asked the day to spit out two words, then turned and walked on the battle platform, bathing the emperor, in an instant, there was a light shining above the emperor, shot down on his body, Qin Wentian bathed the emperor Wei, did not resist with any force, stood there directly, endured the imperial baptism, boundless and unparalleled.

Winner's mid-range immortal king was humiliated by the idiot, he stepped out, eight true dragons around the body, majestic and unparalleled, swallowing the sky, he stepped into the battlefield, indifferent to everything.

"You are looking for death, I will fulfill you." After that, he went straight to Qin Wentian, and the dragon blew, terrible to the extreme.

"Hey." Qin asked the sword behind the body, the left hand holds the knife, the right hand holds the sword, as if the person is his name, the sword and the king.

With his left hand raised, Qin asked Tian to kill him with a knife. There was no fancy means, and he was extremely arrogant. This knife broke out, the world was discolored, the void was bleak, the devil snarled, and the meaning of destruction swayed the world, as if it was a mess.

"Broken." The old fairy king who won the pulse of a scream, the eight dragons rushed out, the pressure was shocking, he immersed in this realm for many years, the fighting power is very strong, otherwise it will not be played by him.

The knife and the dragon collided, and the heavens and the earth were in turmoil. Qin asked the sky to step forward, and the right hand smashed out, a sword was born, and the law was extinguished.

"Oh..." A crisp voice came out, the space was still rioting, but the people only saw the blood flying, the old man's body was stiff and empty, the body trembled, from the eyebrows, the blood continued to flow. And the body fell toward the battle platform, hehe.

This battle is more neat than the previous battle. The mysterious sword and sword king, only a sword and a sword, the middle-grade peak of the king who won the pulse, was killed on the spot, let him be powerful, not blocking Live the power of this blow, two lightning strikes, annihilating him.

The strongest people who won the pulse have stood up, and the pressures swept the world, and the violent violent extremes. The strong ones were silent and silent.

Winning the pulse of facing others, defeated, and is a fiasco.

"The third battle, no need." Qin asked the sky to open the mouth, looking to the Hangtian Palace to win a strong pulse: "Can you roll down?"

Winning the battle sky gaze at Qin Wentian, if you can see the virtual reality in the battle of Jun Mengchen, knowing that he is shocking the body, Qin Wentian’s battle, he couldn’t see the true combat power of Qin Wentian. Presuming how strong his absolute strength is, such a person should not be an unknown king.

Sword Sword King, he never heard of this character.

"Interesting, I don't understand the rules of mankind. If I were you, I couldn't bear it." The wild demon said, it seems that he intentionally provoked the anger of Win's pulse, and looked at the lively gesture.

"I heard that the victory of the pulse is one of the three ancient clan in the southern region, the extraordinary power, the middle-class fairy king was killed on the spot, was pointed to the nose and shouted, shame." They fear that the world is not chaotic.

"The strength of the two of them is in the eyes, it is indeed very strong, I won the family defeated." Win the battle of extraordinary characters, he faintly opened, holding Gao Qin asked Tian and Jun Mengchen, so Win A pulse is not too shameful.

"Just, two victories, but it does not mean anything, especially in front of the ancient clan, you are sure, really want to sit in my position?" Win the battle and turn to the front, look at Qin asked Tiandao.

"What, don't you want to recognize?" Jun Mengchen was cold and indifferent.

"You are also preparing to go to the city of the ancient emperor, I just give you a chance, this position, not good to sit." Win the battle continues.

"There is a lot of nonsense." Jun Mengchen angered: "In the end, it won't roll down?"

"Very good, the city of the ancient emperor, will meet again." Winning the battle day stood up and immediately said: "Let's go."

His voice fell, and suddenly the strong family of the winners left with their bodies, and they had no face to stay here.

Winning a pulse, even the digital king who appeared was driven away from the suspended palace. This is very surprising. I saw Jun Mengchen smiled at Qin Qiaotian: "The sword brother is extraordinary, please."

He was thinking in his heart that the Tianfu world was as strong as the cloud, and the unrecognized brother was so powerful.

"Even if the person who wins the pulse is gone, the throne of the Hangtianxian Palace, when the people who got the change of the fairy door in the district came to sit, you are not qualified." I saw a palace hanging next to the sky. The strong indifference speaks and seems to recognize that Jun Mengchen is a person who has changed the fairy door.