Dragon-Blooded War God

"The wind is bold and courageous. But the lack of patience with Yang Chen. It is not surprising at all." The martial arts lord said with regret.

Obviously. Although Feng Zhilin has been desperately trying to escape. In a real world of Nirvana, her speed is considered to be the top. Even better than some of the two Nirvana robbers. But compared with the black sacrificial offerings It’s too far.

The powerful people can already meet what happened next. Feng Lin took the statue of the goddess of darkness and angered them.

Every chasing dark remnant. The face is crazy and embarrassed. The goddess of darkness is not tolerated. But the wind is so beautiful that she is arrogant. So no matter what. Her end will be quite miserable.

It can be said. Because of the action of Feng Zhilin. This time the trial mission finally arrived.

"It's a pity. A hard working child."

"Yeah. Among the three. She is the most balanced. The talent is also quite good. In the future, it may not be able to achieve the strength of the emperor..."

Everyone is not at the scene. It can only be a pity.

It was at this time. The black ritual passed over a distance of more than ten miles. It was hidden in the darkness. The moment it appeared again. He was very close to the wind.

Even Feng Lin can hear the heavy gasping of the other party.

He is too angry.

"Dead."

Also separated by a distance. The black ritual directly condenses a broken magic gun. This broken magic gun is up to five meters. It has the power of dark and terrifying darkness. The dark country has more space than the outside. It’s much more stable. But despite this, when the black ritual casts the black broken gun, it still pierces the space.

This gives the feeling of Feng Lin. It is like a giant beast that hides the sky behind him. It is like a brutal collision. This is the crisis of death. Feng Lin's face is extremely pale. She bites her death. Teeth. Laboriously shifting his body. The power of the storm nirvana condenses behind him.

The opponent's goal is his own head. If the head is stabbed, it will inevitably explode on the spot. Feng Zhilin will also die in an instant.

So. She wants to avoid it.

This moment of the transfer. There is also the reversal of the power of the storm Nirvana. Let the black ritual throwing out of the broken magic gun with a little deviation. Striked into the back of the wind of the Lin. From the small belly in the hole through. Instant belt Going a lot of flesh and blood.

Such a terrible injury. Let Feng Zhilin suffer a pain. In the air of more than ten meters, he fell to the ground. The blood stained all the way. Until she fell softly on the ground...

The shocking blood. I completely dyed her light green dress and gauze.

So. It must be dead...

Perhaps before, everyone still had a little hope for the wind. But from this point of view, she has already let the black ritual shoot down. No matter the injury. The black ritual has stayed by her side. Feng Zhilin walked. It was already next to Feng Zhilin in an instant.

"It turned out to be the **** Terran. I don't think it will be tens of thousands of years later. You have reappeared. I dare to steal the statue of the dark goddess of my family. It is really looking for death. Looking for death." The black ritual is extremely angry. The power of the whole body. Let the surrounding Space distortion. He kicked the wind to the wind. He wanted to turn the wind into the body. Ask her why she would steal the statue of such a sacred goddess of darkness.

Just as he let Feng Zhilin turn over, he licked his lower abdomen. The girl who was in pain and stunned opened her eyes. She held back the pain. The eyes were filled with murder.

When the black ritual is closest, she thought she was almost losing her resistance. She relied on the amazing willpower. She endured the pain. She tied her four lines of the road. The eyes were tied to the black ritual. On the body.

The black ritual was a big accident. I didn’t expect Feng Zhilin to be so injured. I even dared to resist.

These four lines of the road. The binding is quite tight. At the beginning, Fuhai could not escape this bondage. But for the black rituals. This is actually not a problem.

"The four roads of the district. I want to trap me." He laughed coldly. He was about to break free. Feng Lin was up at this time. Her eyes were full of calm and indifference. No compromise. Even some cold-blooded. After binding the other side, she once again took out something that shocked everyone.

This is a piece of black crystal. The dragon dance hall has not yet seen it clearly. Feng Zhilin directly binds this black crystal to the body of the black ritual. Then he does not say anything. He endures the severe pain in his body. The wind fled.

She has lived a little bit from the moment of death. In fact, she has reached the point where the oil is running out. The move just was undoubtedly very risky. Even the chance of success is only a little bit. But she is deceived with excellent quality. The other side. Won a success.

How to say it is also a device with four lines. No matter how bad it is. You can also sacrifice this black dress. It is bound to the time of ten minutes. But the key is on the black crystal.

The black ritual also didn't know what it was. He was keenly aware of the danger of this thing. When the group of gray robes finally caught up, they had to contact the device for themselves. The black ritual ate one. Shocked. Drink: "Get out of the way. Go chasing her."

In fact, this black crystal has already caused the shock of the dragon dance hall.

A group of people turned their attention to Lin Junyao's body.

Lin Junyao is quite frank. "Yes. This magic crystal is what I gave her life. She is very thoughtful. It is calm enough. It is the most practical."

Just when Lin Junyao said this sentence. The black ritual was in the sixth interest time. Successfully blasted the four lines of the road. The mighty power oscillated. The first thing he thought. Just let the black crystals stay away from yourself.

Under his power, the black crystals are thrown out.

Just after leaving the black ritual for about ten meters, on the black crystal. Suddenly there was an indifferent eye.

This eye is covered with countless bloodshots. The blood is getting more and more. The whole magic crystal becomes red. The power of terror begins to brew. And in the next moment, this whole magic crystal is like a bomb. The explosion is coming.

boom.

At this time, the terrorist power that was compressed to the extreme. Erupted from the crystal of the magic eye. The power of this explosion can be said to instantly surpass the power of the explosion of the ancient blood prison map of Longchen. The black ritual has not escaped. So in the first place, he was overwhelmed by the black and red power that slammed.

Those who are still chasing Feng Zhilin's ash costumes. There are also the generals who have not yet arrived here. They have raised their heads. Looking at this shocking scene. Can't use words to describe the intensity of this explosion. Within. All the black and red flames are drowned. Even the land is turned into ashes.

The dark state of the darkness. At this moment, it is like a sun rising in the sun. Not only the black ritual. There are also several gray clothing sacrifices. It is also drowned in the dark red sun.

The strong shock behind him. She also swayed the wind to the front. She spit out a blood again. The face was even more pale. She looked at the front and almost fell to the ground.

But compared to the past, the current Feng Zhilin did not know how many times to be tough. Long Chen gave her a second life. So she actually cherished it. Although she was cramped at this time, she was confused. But she still insisted. Grit your teeth and continue to escape. Go towards the exit...

"The power of the magic eye crystal. Is it so big..."

No wonder when Lin Junyao gave her this thing. I once said that this is equivalent to the strongest blow of the warriors of the three Nirvana.

Black rituals because of the small look of the wind of Lin. In the end of the stroke. Let Feng Linlin successfully escape.

But in fact, Feng Zhilin knows. She definitely did not kill the black ritual. At most, it is a serious injury to several gray clothing ceremonies not far away. I am afraid that it will not last long. They will be able to catch up. But now The situation is much better than before. In this way, she only needs to work hard. It is still possible to escape.

On the dragon dance hall. Look at the girl who insisted on biting her teeth. Most people are silent.

Especially the Lord of the Cambrian. He just counted the wind of Lin Lin. I did not expect even this girl to do this step. Use the opportunity of injury to confuse the other side. Then use the magic eye crystal. Complete the most critical step.

Under the magic eye crystal explosion, Feng Zhilin temporarily escaped. But soon. Other than the black ritual. I bypassed the scope of the explosion. Continue to chase the wind of the wind.

As for the black ritual. He did not catch up immediately. It must have been injured.

This is a great opportunity to save my life. Feng Zhilin is of course a desperate move. The previous opportunity has allowed her to open most of the distance. Almost has escaped the enemy's vision.

This is a long tug-of-war. A group of people chased a wolverine girl. Crazy chase in the dark wilderness. The ones that can catch up are basically the gray dresses without injury. For the statue of the goddess of darkness. Individuals are already crazy. Feng Zhilin has been smashed through the lower abdomen by the black ritual cave. Under the severe injury, the speed is greatly reduced. The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

On the dragon dance hall. Everyone held their breath.

Although Feng Zhilin and their distance are getting closer and closer, it seems to be getting closer and closer to the exit.

One day later, Feng Zhilin was covered in blood. He insisted on approaching the exit. The eyes were serious. Waiting for the final result. When everyone thought that Feng Zhilin was about to succeed, they found that behind her. A black figure. At the speed of horror, I am chasing the wind.

The black ritual of the injured recovery. It actually recovered. Go forward at full speed. At an amazing speed. Close to the wind.

The statue of the goddess of darkness. That is the pillar of every tribe. This kind of thing. How could she take it away?

Everyone is crazy.