Eight Desolate Sword God

"Primary, the process of integrating my inheritance of the heavens will be very painful. You have to live with it. If you can't stand it, you will lose the chance to inherit the inheritance of my celestial family."

"Reassure to the predecessors, in order to revenge the master, and then painful, the younger generation can also bear." Qian Guqiu clenched his fists, said firmly.

"Okay, Tiangu laugh can receive your apprentice at the end, and it is also his blessing!"

The soul of Heavenly Respect is completely blinded by the ages of the ages, and the small characters that float on the surface of the blood cliff are controlled, such as the tides, which have been drilled into the soul of the ages.

The process of spiritual engraving and meditation is extremely painful, such as a steel nail stuck in the soul, and it hurts deeply.

But lying on the ground, the fists clenched in the ages did not scream, silently endure the pain of inhuman, let the soul of heaven respect can not help but look at it.

At this moment, a shrill sound broke out, and Ye Chen fan flew the Jinpeng wing and flew at a very fast speed.

"Predecessors, the human race's sky is flying, he is afraid to kill me."

Feeling the smell of Ye Chenfeng, and enduring the painful combination of Qingtianyu’s practice of meditation and biting his teeth.

"Reassured, I am not letting him hurt you."

The soul of Heavenly Respect is overbearing. A powerful soul power has poured out of the blood wall, turning into a purple-golden robe. The face is as clear as a knife, and the deep purple eyes are as deep as the ocean. The whole body is full of souls like men.

Although it was destroyed, the soul was not as good as the previous ones, but after he was alive, he cultivated into the realm of Taoism. The momentum alone is not something that the soul of the mainland can afford.

What's more, this day's blood cliff is also a treasure, let his soul hundreds of thousands of years without destroying.

"A terrible breath, this person is hard to achieve is the soul of the heavenly lord buried in the blood of the sky." Looking at the stalwart figure outside the Tianzun blood cliff, Ye Chenfeng reveals a dignified color.

"It seems that this ancient autumn has been recognized by the soul of this god, and is accepting his inheritance."

Looking at the earth, it seems extremely painful for the ages, Ye Chenfeng feels the seriousness of the situation, and inherits the inheritance of the heavens with the strength of the ages and autumn, which will bring a deadly threat to himself.

"The juniors of the Terran, you are so bold, you dare to destroy the spirit of my genius. Come here, it seems necessary to leave your life here."

The Tianzu Tianzun said with a thick voice, and the voice was full of chilling taste.

When he finished, he waved his arm, and a soul light like a star fell into the air, splitting into the void, and slamming into Ye Chenfeng.

"Jianbu!"

After being attacked by the Spirit of Heaven, Ye Chenfeng smelled a strong sense of danger, and the decisive footsteps evaded the attack.

"Speed ​​is not slow, but it doesn't work."

The soul of Tianzun said arrogantly, a powerful soul power broke out in the body of his stalwart, and the entire space was banned, and Ye Chenfeng retreated.

Feeling that the space around the body was isolated by the spirit of Tianzun, Ye Chenfeng immediately sacrificed the Emperor's sword.

Incorporating the Daojianjianling, the Emperor Tianjian has undergone a qualitative change, and the quality has gone further. It has reached the Shangpindao, greatly enhancing the attack power of Ye Chenfeng.

"Tianjian Cangjie!"

Climbing the Emperor's sword, Ye Chenfeng exerts the strongest trick he has ever mastered, and the sword of the sky that blends with the power of heaven has turned to the isolation space, and the hard force will isolate the crack and open the road.

"Well, how can you do this?"

The eyes of the morning wind show the sky and the sky, and the soul of the gods reveals the color of the accident.

"Purple Purple, broken!"

Ye Chenfeng ignored the soul of the gods, summoned the purple sacred thunder, and bombarded the space of rupture, trying to break through the banned space and get out of trouble.

But the soul of Tianzun is terrible. The space for releasing the soul force is very strong. It is impossible for Zhalei at the beginning of the purple to break it.

"Sheng Lei, an interesting human kid, was not fortunate enough to accept a kind of holy thunder, but it was amazing to use your strength to conquer a newly born holy thunder."

"But just because this newborn Sheng Lei still can't save you, today you will die."

Speaking, a large number of souls spewed out of the body of the **** of heaven, turned into a soul hand, with an unparalleled sense of oppression, caught Ye Chenfeng.

The soul is caught by the big hand, and Ye Chenfeng once again controls the attack of the purple thunder and the thunder, and the force of the holy thunder resists the soul of the god.

While thunder and lightning is the nemesis of the soul, the soul of the gods is terrible. At the beginning of the purple, Sheng Lei could not tear it.

"Boom!"

The soul handprint was in the void, and the soul of the eruption erupted. He slammed the body of Ye Chenfeng, who was dodging on the footsteps of the sword, and flew him out.

A palm damages the morning wind, the soul of Tianzun continues to control the soul of the big hand to attack Ye Chenfeng, it is necessary to shoot him to death, taking away his air transport and body treasure.

"Suzaku Ding!"

In a critical moment, Ye Chenfeng summoned Zhu Dingding, who was advanced to the ancient Taobao, to wake up the soul of Suzaku and hit the soul of the collapsed hollow.

"Rumble!"

Zhuque Ding collided with the big hand of the soul, bursting out of endless fire, fluctuating with violent tremors.

The soul of the hand was resisted by the Zhuque soul, and the soul of Tianzun blasted three punches in succession, bombarded on the Suzaku Ding, and directly flew it out.

"The Wrath of God!"

Shu Ting Ding was shaken by the soul of Tianzun, and Ye Chenfeng immediately summoned the purple sacred thunder, the two poles of ancient Tianshui, and the death of Tianhuo, and turned it into a horrible sacred bombardment.

"Forbidden!"

Under the explosion of the wrath of God, the soul of the gods controlled the soul and imprisoned the wrath of God, and annihilated it.

"Strong, this day's soul is too strong."

Looking at the wrath of God's punishment, he was easily annihilated by the soul of Tianzun, and Ye Chenfeng had a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

At this time, the ancient autumn suffered tremendous pain, and the Qingtian dynasty practiced the seal inscribed in the soul.

"Black Rock, waiting for you to be killed, everything in you will be mine, I will step on your body, complete my greatness, and embark on the martial arts."

After the ages, I know the horror of Tianzun. I don’t believe that Ye Chenfeng can live alive under the attack of the Spirit of Heaven, and has a strong interest in the secrets of Ye Chenfeng.

And Ye Chenfeng, as he imagined, is dangerous in the space of imprisonment, and can't resist the attack of the soul of heaven.

"Kowloon Jade!"

Unfortunately, Ye Chenfeng summoned the best holy treasure, Jiulong Yulong, and continuously injected soul power into the Kowloon Jade, and controlled the Jiulong jade attack to the soul of Tianzun, which could hardly shake.

"Boom!"

Attacked by the devastating mad dragon, the attack launched by the spirit of the gods smashed, and even the forbidden space broke a huge gap.

When Ye Chenfeng, who is weak in the body, wants to get out of trouble, the soul of Tianzun takes the lead in the forbidden gap and continues to attack him.

"Human kid, even if you have the best holy treasure, no one can save you."

The soul of Tianzun said with amazement, and launched a fatal blow to Ye Chenfeng, trying to kill Ye Chenfeng and win everything on him.

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