Dragon Blood Emperor

"Fun Yun, stop playing, take off his head first and go back for business!"

One of the three said indifferently, and at the same time, the horrible sacred thought locked Ye Wushuang and took off his head!

play?

Ye Wushuang's eyes were condensed, and the devil's killing seemed to be a bit sharp!

"Boom!"

The great sage named Burial Cloud who saw the previous kill came, and his eyebrow shot a black light instantly, and turned into a huge coffin and rushed to the magic sword!

"This sword is good, I have it!"

Burial Cloud said arrogantly that the coffin was slowly opened, as if the coffin of the gods was buried, permeating the atmosphere of burying the world, making the magic sword tremble!

"My stuff, I won't give it, you can get it!"

Ye Wushuang's eyebrows sank, and then he snorted coldly, turning his mind down, and the magic sword quickly recovered.

"That being the case, then you were buried together." Seeing this, the funeral cloud looked cold, and stepped down into the air, saying to the other three: "You will suppress him, I will bury him alive today!"

"Then it depends on whether you buried me first or I killed you first!"

Ye Wushuang's color was cold, and he bowed his head to Zhuo Wenjun: "Close your eyes!"

Seeing this, Zhuo Wenjun followed suit. At this moment, she also knew that her life was nine deaths, and the four horrible saints joined forces. Together with the trappings, Ye Wushuang had too few chances to survive.

Moreover, there is her burden dragging around!

"Ye's life is not for anyone who wants to take it. Is your great saint great?"

Ye Wushuang, holding the magic sword, rushed into the sky and killed the great saint!

"Zhen Shenbei!"

"Dragon Blood Eucharist!"

Suddenly, Ye Wushuang's methods were exhibited in unison, the golden sacred feathers moved in the air, several celestial monuments were suppressed again, and the expanse of killing and spreading spread out. The mystery of the Holy King had supreme power, which seemed to suppress Heavens!

"Have used it once, still use it, ignorant!"

When the burial cloud saw this, he scorned, the black ancient coffin hovered above his head, trembled suddenly, and turned into hundreds of feet instantly, a black vortex emerged on it, suddenly inhaled the nine heavenly gods monument!

In an instant, Ye Wushuang's figure turned into an extreme light, and it also pulled the funeral cloud closer!

"Sword of Destruction!"

Pour coldly, the magic sword slashes, the magic cloud is soaring, the black ripples permeate the void, and the magic sword quickly cuts through the ripples to the body of the buried cloud!

"Hand of the sky!"

The funeral cloud sang, the blood cloud rolled, a covering blood hand emerged from it, and fell towards Ye Wushuang, with the power to kill Ye Wushuang!

but.

Ye Wushuang was unmoved, didn't even step back, and didn't mean to evade. The magic sword in his hand was chopped off without a hitch and never moved forward!

"If you continue, you may hurt me, but it means that you will soon be reduced to a mass of meat sauce!"

Bury Yun's eyes froze. If Ye Wushuang continued to kill without stepping back, maybe the magic sword could hurt him, but it meant that Futian's hand would be smashed into meat sauce, no doubt he would die!

Zhuo Wenjun also heard the words of the funeral cloud, could not help but opened his eyes, but just saw the slight sneer at the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth, making her stunned for a while!

At this time, Ye Wushuang smiled!

Let Zhuo Wenjun be at a loss!

"Battle of Dragons!"

Suddenly, the three words echoed gently in the void, and Ye Wushuang's figure gradually fainted in the past. When Zhuo Wenjun was in his arms, the magic sword in his hand was also cut in the cloud without reservation On me!

This blow blessed two traces of the sky, the undefeated sword and the ultimate destruction of the killings were blessed eighteen times, even the Great Saint could not bear it!

Boom!

The magic sword stood on the burial cloud, and the horrible body of the Great Saint could not stop it!

"you……"

Suddenly, Bury Yun's face changed, and she regretted it instantly!

A terrible meaning of death shrouded in his heart. Looking down, the magic sword left a sloppy **** mouth on him, and he was about to cut him in half!

With a bang, his people were chopped for thousands of kilometers, sweeping the void all the way, and the smashing void burst again and again!

At the same time, blood was exploding into blood mist in the void!

Bang!

The occult blood hand also fell on Ye Wushuang's body as scheduled, bringing the death and destruction. Even Zhuo Wenjun can feel it, making her think that she will soon become Ye Moshuang with Ye Wushuang!

However, at this time, Ye Wushuang firmly guarded her! ,

The covering blood hand fell and passed over his body, but it did not threaten him strangely, and banged to the ground!

Ok?

Suddenly, the eyes of the other three saints were condensed, staring at Ye Wushuang's figure, with an incredible touch, beheaded a saint, and they could bear the attack!

"what!"

The burial clouds in the distance roared and vomited blood, which was extremely embarrassing!

This blow made him careless. Not only did he get hurt, but he was badly hurt. The facts also proved that it was his ignorance!

A kind of extreme humiliation and shame spread from his heart, grand and holy, hurt by the sage, but what a shame!

Bang!

However, his roar had just ended, and the endless sacred soldiers of the immortal pierced through the sky to endlessly, making Funyun's eyes glared and the roar swallowed in his stomach.

Immediately urge the black ancient coffin, hovering up, and gradually zoom in!

"Don't wait any longer, if we don't kill him, we will die if we go back!"

When the other three saw the situation, they did nothing to deceive, but they jumped out across the air, shaking the sky and falling, and the 100,000 soldiers of the immortal shook!

However, it did not cause damage to Ye Wushuang. The dragon blood holy body turned eight times, giving him eight breaths of immunity to all attacks!

"invalid!"

The three's faces sank, and their eyes suddenly became fierce. "I don't believe you can be all immune!"

Bang Bang Bang ...

The palm prints of the three kept falling down, and the endless Taos poured down like a wild ocean, bombarding Ye Wushuang frantically, as if not killing Ye Wushuang!

Ye Wu's two-sided color became more and more heavy, glanced at Su Jiaojiao in his arms, and gritted his teeth, and retracted the Xian Xian soldiers to block those roads and kill!

At the same time ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he hugged Su Jiaojiao quickly dissipated, the eyes of extinction opened, quickly searched for the formation base, broke the formation base, there is less suppression!

"kill!"

When the four people saw this, they were more like crazy. The four black ancient coffins were suppressed from the Quartet without any reservation, as if they were endless with Ye Wushuang!

Bang!

After eight breaths, the effect of the battle dragon path has also disappeared, and the endless path fell on him, letting him hum, a corner of his mouth overflowing with blood!

"His methods have disappeared!"

The faces of the four were even more fierce, and all the terrible killings covered the sky!

That terrible killing made Zhuo Wenjun desperate, unable to stop the attack of the four great saints, let alone the sage realm, even a great saint, dare not face it!

"If you want Ye's life, you will have to pay the price!"

Ye Wushuang's heart was sinking like iron, and there was a flash of madness in his eyes ...