Hong Huang: Sign In From The Willow

"Whoever comes, don't come forward!"

The two demon soldiers stepped forward to block the way with tridents in their hands, and shouted sharply.

Liu Ming didn't even look at them. The two silver threads cut the air, and the heads of the two demon soldiers were separated directly!

Hesitate and lose.

Only the fittest survive in the predicament, if there is the slightest compassion, I am afraid that it will be eaten so that there is no scum left.

Before Liu Ming arrived at the mountain gate, he raised his hands and pulled out a few crystal clear silk threads in the space. Between pulling and pulling, the lines were instantly displaced.

Hearing a "boom", the rocks pierced through the air, and the mountain gate shattered.

Behind this door, all kinds of treasures are dazzling, glowing with divine light and transpiring sunlight, setting off the treasure house with colorful and colorful colors.

After Liu Ming released Divine Sense for a closer inspection, he grumbled dissatisfiedly.

"Poor!"

Although there are many treasures in it, most of them are not influential.

There are only two kinds of Xiantian Lingbao, and they are only worthy of 30 Restrictions, not even the lower grade Xiantian Lingbao.

However, Xiantian Lingbao is not a Chinese cabbage. He has encountered such a few things in hundreds of years of wandering in the wild, and he is reluctant to use it to temper his body.

After taking away all the spirit treasures in the treasure house of heroic moves, Liu Ming suddenly raised his brows and looked suspiciously at the distant sky.

There was a trembling sound like a drum beating from the ground, and then there were countless rushes and horns.

Countless blood Qi is majestic, the burly figure suddenly rushed into this area, tearing the guardian formation pattern of this mountain with the powerful flesh.

The whole mountain range was covered with corpses, and the blood suddenly stained the earth.

After seeing this scene, Liu Ming frowned slightly, but did not stop.

The two sides of the battle are the most powerful witch race and monster race in the prehistoric world today.

In the battlefield, the battle was fleeting, and after the initial defeat, the Yaozu began to reorganize its offensive.

All kinds of magic magic powers are raging, and the violent world energy fluctuates wanton. Magic Treasures bursts out with brilliance, which looks gorgeous and colorful.

But these monster races, who have lost their backbone, can hardly survive for too long.

The magical magical power bombarded the sturdy body of the Wu Clan, and it only caused them to retreat a few steps, at most slightly injured.

The Wu Clan seemed to have been provoked in some way, with a giant hand hammering his chest.

The blood boiled with enthusiasm in his chest, but the battle became even crazier.

The witches do not cultivate the primordial spirit and cannot use Magic Treasures, but their physical strength is extremely powerful.

With every punch and kick, the earth can be broken and space can be distorted.

The advantage of the Yaozu is that it possesses the primordial spirit, which can refine Magic Treasures for use against enemies.

Once the militant Wu clan gets close, most of them will be torn to pieces in an instant, and their advantages will be lost.

The contradiction between the two clans of the Lich has continued for a calamity, and it will definitely end in the historical stage where both clans withdrew from the prehistoric stage.

This is the general trend of Heavenly Dao, and Liu Ming does not want to be involved in this torrent.

Just as he turned and was about to leave, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind behind him.

"call out!"

A cold light blasted towards his back, exuding a boundless and sharp aura, as if even the space was going to be cut apart.

Liu Ming's spiritual thoughts protruded, and the invisible spiritual thoughts moved three feet of space, ripples spreading little by little, and the unstoppable arrow "Bang" ceased to fold.

"what!"

An incomparably thick voice sounded like a war drum, but the tone was full of surprise.

"Good means, who are you from the Demon Race? How can you resist my arrows so easily!"

Liu Ming followed the sound and saw that in the direction of Nali Arrow, he was standing in the direction of Nali Arrow, standing in a bronze-colored brilliance young man wearing a beast robe.

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, like a falcon, and his eyes were as sharp as arrows.

His whole body was tense, every inch of physical strength was mobilized to the extreme, he bowed and pulled the strings, and the majestic aura locked Liu Ming.

Everything seemed so natural, as if it had been rehearsed countless times beforehand.

Liu Ming frowned slightly as he felt the pull of that wisp of breath.

What he understands is the law of space, one of the four supreme ones, and the same Realm can lock the existence of his breath.

He is good at using bows and arrows and was born in the Witch clan.

All kinds of information all show the identity of the person in front of him, and it is exactly the famous Houyi in the myths and stories of previous lives.

Liu Ming was surprised, but Hou Yi was even more surprised.

The Wu Clan and the Monster Clan were born with constant friction and wars.

The forces of his tribe and heroic moves are the two largest forces nearby, and the relationship between them is naturally endless.

This time, noticing that Yingzhao and the two generals were absent, Hou Yi immediately led the Witch Cultivator to steal the house.

The witches are savage and militant and accept death, but this does not mean that they are stupid.

The same thing has been done a lot by the Yaozu, and they have to follow suit.

But what Ling Houyi didn't expect was that the heroic move was gone, but a more troublesome existence came.

The other side was standing there obviously, but his breath was vain, and he could barely catch it even if he tried his best.

It's just a tiny bit, and it will disappear at any time.

But Hou Yi, who had been fighting with the monsters all the year round, could clearly smell that there seemed to be a faint Monster Qi on Liu Ming.

Liu Ming didn't want to bother with Hou Yi, so he wanted to turn around and leave.

If not necessary, he didn't want to have anything to do with these guys with only muscles in their heads.

This group of Wu tribes who claim to be the authentic Pangu are disrespectful to the heavens, and disrespectful. Whenever something happens, they just rush forward with great enthusiasm, regardless of the consequences.

Once they were determined by things, the nine Kui Niu couldn't be pulled back.

Seeing that Liu Ming was about to leave, Hou Yi recognized him as the power of the monster race.

Buzz!

He subconsciously let go of his hand, an arrow lingering in the air of chaos shook the bowstring, and took Liu Ming directly!

The trembling of the bowstring disturbed the void and stirred up terrible lines.

The arrow is shining, and the rune of the avenue is engraved, engulfing a wave of supernatural power.

"Hey!"

The divine arrow ran across the sky, carrying the tail flame like a meteor, turning into a divine rainbow that penetrates the sky and the earth, dazzling and infiltrating, as if illuminating the sky and the earth.

Pieces of Dayue were turned into powder under the lingering power of this arrow, and the formation lines were completely destroyed.

Liu Ming turned around, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

When Hou Yi was so ignorant of good and bad, he also got real fire.

The laws of space flew, and the silver-white brilliance poured out like mercury, rushing in all directions like lightning.

The laws of heaven and earth are intertwined, and the spatial shackles of this heaven and earth have become extremely hard, turning into an invisible cage, and the Sword Qi in the Ten Thousand Ways of Space hummed loudly.

The chaotic air arrow shot into this cage, and it suddenly slowed down a lot, the space rune jumped and flashed, and the silver-white flame began to refine and burn the arrow feathers.

After a few breaths, the arrow broke abruptly under the countless cutting of the space blade, and then exploded, turning into powder.

Hou Yi's mind was connected with this arrow feather, and a big mouthful of "wow" blood spurted out, and his face was as miserable as gold paper.

Obviously it hurt the origin.

Liu Ming waved his sleeves suddenly, green light flashed, and a very thin light burst out, like a dying beam, shooting towards the severely injured Houyi.

This arrow is extremely fast under the blessing of the law of time, and under the blessing of the law of space, it has blocked all the moving space of Houyi.

Even in the heyday of Hou Yi with the powerful physical body of the Wu clan, most of it will be a severely injured and dying end!

The wind was lingering, and the green light swept across Hou Yi's cheek, leaving a deep wound.

Hou Yi touched the blood stains on his face with a dazed expression, and immediately raised his head to look at where Liu Ming had stood before.

There was nothingness there, the cold wind rustled, and Liu Ming's figure had long since disappeared.

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