God Of Slaughter

Sixty-six chapters of violent

Keller has a three-day realm of the gods and is replaced by a general warrior. It will be extremely difficult to cope with him.

The ghosts of the tribes, in the years of accumulation, the battle experience is very rich, each of the tribes are born warriors, with a wonderful martial arts, and in the soul of the Olympics wins.

The realm of Keller is to stabilize the stone rock. According to common sense, it is not particularly difficult for him to kill Shiyan.

However, when he did this, he knew that it was not the same thing.

Once Shiyan violently moves away, the strength of the whole body will be greatly improved. The body that has been tempered by the golden color of the giants is even more tough, and it is the existence of the human monster level!

The flesh is strong, the soul is branded with nine secluded soul flames, the power is terrible, the horrible resilience, and an unknown sword. These kinds of conditions add up, so that his strength can be challenged.

boom!

The blood of the gods was flashed, and the extremely cold iron sword that Nikeler released was splattered with countless fires, and flew obliquely to the side.

Keller’s soul trembled, and he was fully prepared to cope with the five magics of the heart and sea, and could not add more power to the broad sword.

When Kwon flew away, Keller wanted to take it back and found that it was too late to hold on to the soul and prevent it from being corroded by the Five Devils.

"This is your own search for death, can not blame me." Shi Yan looked cold, softly stunned Xuan Bing cold flame, the heart of the fire, let them find opportunities to kill.

Just as he was immersed in the artistic conception, there was a picture in his mind. The picture was engraved in the depths of memory, but it was scattered and disordered. It was impossible to sort out those pictures, and you could not know what the situation was.

In the vagueness, he realized that if he could understand the picture in his mind, he would know the origin of the blood pattern and the master.

There is no power law in the picture, but it gives him a long-lasting ancient desolation, direct to the soul, and even his soul resonates with it. In that picture, it seems to contain the most in one's life. A gorgeous experience.

Did not have time to comprehend, Keller and his three men invaded, and said nothing, directly to him.

From the Guangming Gods, all the way, in the Kistler City and the North Cold City, he saw too many tragic tragedies. In the destination city, there were human corpses everywhere, and many people died, even he could not bear to witness.

All of this is from the hands of the aliens. The tragedy in the territory of Lingbaozong was caused by the ghosts.

For the ghost pattern, he did not have a good impression, no mercy, just want to kill the light to kill.

"Give me a kill!" Keller vomited blood and screamed: "Don't use the power of the soul. This guy is very familiar with the soul skills of my family. The five devils are also difficult to cope!"

Entangled by the negative five demons, Keller’s three senses could not be eaten, and he had to share some of his energy to cope with the five magics.

Shi Yan looked indifferent, his eyes were cold and cold like a knife, holding the sword of the gods, staring at the Knocker, releasing the martial arts of various mysterious kendos, the ray of light like a flying meteor, the arrogance of Huo Huo.

The war demon was close to the heavy armor, and the steel chariots were generally rolled over and rushed toward the two people next to Nazler.

The two ghost-like tribes, under the attack of the war demon, appear extremely embarrassed, and the souls of all kinds of souls cannot play a role in the war.

At this time, Xuan Bing cold flame, the heart of the fire also quietly shot, extremely cold fire, and fierce light, from the dark in vain, instantly hit the two.

The two were first sealed by the cold flames of Xuan Bing. In the coldest time, a hot light came out of the body, reaching their bodies and burning their hearts.

In their fierce screams, the warfare blasted, as if the collapsed Tieshan, with a violent impact, let the two bones burst on the spot.

Two souls broke apart.

Shi Yan mouth sneered, let go of the soul beads, and immediately took away the power of the soul, and immediately rushed to Keller, violently said: "Don't let him escape!"

When he spoke, his glimpse of the power of the soul turned into a simplified version of the space blade and smashed into the sea of ​​Keller.

Each of his souls is accompanied by the power of space. Once an attack is formed, it will be turned into the most succinct space. Although it is impossible to cut the scores of the other side, it is enough to let the other party know the sea and lose the slightest feeling for a short time. force.

Keller’s knowledge of the sea was invaded, as if he had been put in a fixed body, and suddenly he was both awkward.

The three offensives of the War Demon and the Xuan Bing cold flame and the heart fire, the opportunity came up, so that the body of Nakler was instantly frozen, and immediately under the gravity bombardment, fragmented.

Keller’s soul was earned by the gathering of soul beads, and the essence of the body was slowly flying out, one by one into the body of Shiyan.

Shiyan’s horror shocked, inducing the influx of scorpion energy, and the heart knows the war demon, the sacred ice, the fire of the earth, and immediately squats down, no matter where the place is, calmly and painstakingly, to condense the negative Power, forming a mysterious force.

In the process, a vague and disorderly picture in his mind gradually became clear, and a frame swept through his mind.

His eyes are bright and diamond-like, while he is concentrating on strength, while focusing his attention on the wonderful picture of the picture in his mind, trying to confuse the order of those pictures and find out what happened.

Over the North Cold City.

A cluster of thick dark clouds gradually emerged into the sky, covering the sun's rays. On the dark clouds, there is a hundred-meter-long dragon. The dragon has a black iron-like scale, the firstborn. The corner is strong and the atmosphere is fierce.

At the head of the magic faucet, sitting on a middle-aged man who seems to be only thirty years old, a long black hair shawl, a gray robes, handsome and handsome, he has a triangular quirky mark in his forehead. There is a dim light shining.

The middle-aged man was riding a magic dragon, as if he had no intention of passing through the North Cold City, a pair of deep and dark eyes, no spirits, and looked at the frontless.

Suddenly, the dragon under his body came low and snorted, and gradually descended from the height of 10,000 meters.

The majestic great man sitting at the end of the dragon's neck showed a stunned color, and frowned at a good look, looking down at the bottom.

He glanced at the black iron-like war demon.

"what!"

Dahan was so moved, deep in the depths of his eyes, full of horror, muttered to himself: "The ancient warfare that was tempered by the darkness of the air, this is the secret law that my ancestors learned. It’s strange, no. The ancestors of my family returned from outside the domain..."

He talked to himself, letting the dragon under his body stop above nine days, watching the body quietly from high altitude.

After the demon dragon, there are thousands of Warcraft ranks in a neat team. In each of the Devil's World of Warcraft, there are at least the Mozu masters who reach at least the heavenly position. People, even the masters of true gods, have two.

The World of Warcraft in the Demon domain keeps a distance from the dragon in front. When they find that the dragon in front has stopped, the thousands of Warcraft are also quietly stagnant, a dull pressure from the Warcraft. The demon master released it.

"How did the violent adult stop?"

On the body of a mad mad dragon beast, a face full of bruises, nearly three meters tall, a huge giant with a huge waist, screaming in a thick voice. He has black scales on his body. At first glance, he is a tribe of black scales. His breath is fierce and violent, and he is murderous.

"What a violent adult should find out." A handsome woman, wearing a men's clothing, carrying a small girl of the night Meizu, sitting on the head of a black-and-white seven-headed bird, smiling at the big, rushing next to the giant Han Dao: "Gudasi, after a while, I went to the ghost pattern family. I saw the girl of the ghost pattern to pay attention to me. If I was young, ask me if I want to sell them." When she spoke, she was white. After the robes, a tail with a spiked tip was exposed.

"Bo Ruo, this 趟 趟 前往 前往 趟 趟 趟 趟 趟 趟 趟 趟 趟 趟 趟 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼 鬼: "The girl's skin is the most tender, not as rough as our Mozu, I like it the most."

"Disgusting!" Naboo turned a blind eye, and some helplessly said: "You butcher, it is really violent, really if you see such a girl, remember to let me taste the fresh, wait for me to get tired, you eat again."

"You are disgusting!" Gudash snorted and looked disgusted. "The woman you touched was filthy, whoever spit and spit for a lifetime!"

"Get out of the way!" Bo Ruo’s voice was like an arrow, and he shot at Gudasi.

"Mom, come again!" The giant screamed and got up and responded. He rushed forward with an iron fist, and the black scales rolled around him, such as the pines in the forest, stirring the energy of the heavens and the earth.

Behind these two men, there are dozens of Devils who are in the realm of the gods, one by one, and they are indifferent to the battle ahead. But the World of Warcraft under them, but quietly moved backwards, seems to be afraid of being affected.

At the forefront, the hundred-meter-long dragon, the handsome middle-aged man, quietly looking at the North Cold City underneath, a pair of dark scorpions, gradually drifted to Shiyan's body.

In the depths of his eyes, a little bit of flashing light of surprise, he looked at the five gray figures, could not help but slammed his forehead, a little nervous and shouted: "The five evils are negative, The ancient demon, damn, what the **** is going on..."

"The violent brother, the little boy below, knows the power of space in the sea." The magic dragon under him suddenly heard the thought of the soul.

"The power of space?" The middle-aged man was stunned, and then suddenly his face was horrified. "Isn't it, the space is fissile, is that kid caused?" He suddenly laughed and said to himself: "Interesting, I didn't expect this to come to the Lord, it was interesting."

In this way, he flew down from the dragon in vain, his face full of enthusiasm, vacant, slowly walking toward someone in the corner of the North Cold City.