Immortal Ape King

At this moment, Yuan Hong is in a wonderful realm, and his heart is calm and incomparable. It is like a boulder spar. The voice is rumbling and sounding, coming from a distant time and space, running through time and space.

In addition to the fixed cultivation, Yuan Hong is aware of the mysterious morality of the Tao. Every day, he is close to the avenue. The whole heart is like being tempered and cleaned. The will is firm and abnormal. The mind is mellow and ruthless. The power of the soul is almost always Growing up.

It is the opportunity that countless peerless powers are eager for. This is the supreme scripture of the Taoist ancestors, the creation of heaven, the mystery of longevity, and the mystery of yin and yang.

This is the supreme avenue carrier, expounding the creation of heaven and earth.

Yuan Hong's arms repeatedly waved, traversing a mysterious trajectory, the eyes in the eyes, the instinct and blood of the whole body, constantly pouring into the hands of the wonderful imprint.

A rune has already emerged, suspended above Yuan Hong's hands, like a dragon and a dragon, like a snake and a snake, twisting and twisting and continually twisting and jumping, emitting a burst of light, just like living. general.

The twisting and twisting moments are changing. Suddenly, the runes end to end are actually turned into circles.

Both hands pinch the wonderful imprint, this is a strange and mysterious handprint, Yuan Hong does not know why it can be displayed, the heart is calm and calm, the water wave is not only, as if it should be ordinary.

"This is, this is the black rune manifestation? How can it be a black circle, hey, no, this seems to connect a mysterious world, and the light devours everything, it is terrible!"

Yuan Hong looked at the runes suspended in his hands and felt the heart of the bursts. It was like the Devil's Day, the Devil's Power, and the Devil's Prosperity. It is like a black hole, devours all the light in the innocent starry sky.

嗷······!

The **** dragon snake roars, this is the last blow, this is the ultimate blow of the essence of life, to kill Yuan Hong, completely shredded.

"Kid, I want you to die! I want you to die! I burn life to do everything, but also to make you smashed, let you turn into ashes, the soul is burned by blood, suffering from endless pain until your soul flies! ”

"Ha ha ha ha...", no one can save you this time! I want you to die!"

The **** dragon snake is so ridiculously mad, very crazy, the voice reveals incomparable resentment, from the abomination and resentment of the soul, the hatred of Yuan Hong is like a river, endless.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The blood is blazing as real, showing the entity, like a real flesh and blood, scales are covered with blood-red lines, strips, and roads are like branding, making the dragon and the snakes Like a blood knife.

The wings of the two wings danced, and the hurricane screamed, and the hurricane screamed, and the rows of trees were cut off, so that the mountains and the stones flew, and the distant mountain walls were marked with crosses.

puff!

Yuan Hong’s hands are wonderfully hand-printed, and his fingers are white as a white jade. They are intertwined to form a wonderful shape. The black symbolic culture is a circle, quietly suspended, and the surrounding time and space are quiet and abnormal, such as the same ancient lamp.

A circle, dark and anomalous, seems to contain endless mysteries, and the truth of the avenue is in it.

The circle seems to be the eternal truth in the chaos between heaven and earth. A circle has born the Promise and Taiji. The Three Thousand Avenues seem to have the mystery of it, running through all the paths between heaven and earth.

The dark light formed a burst of light, which emerged from the dark circle, implicated in time and space, and the surrounding space was connected by dark light, becoming an independent space.

A hole in the sky, a world, a boulevard. A piece of magic soil, swaying the magic light.

The rolling glory radiated like ripples, shining the scope of Yuan Hongfang’s circle and protecting Yuan Hong.

砰砰砰······!

The blood tigers waved their **** wings, and the formed knives disappeared silently when they touched the dark light curtains, as if they fell into the endless abyss and were swallowed up by the inexhaustible darkness.

Only the unstained surroundings are confirmed, and everything that has just happened is true.

"How come, how can this be! I don't believe it! Yuan's kid died for me!"

At this moment, the blood tigers have their own consciousness and restore the Qingming. They are completely subjective manipulations. They see everything that happens in front of them. The heart is shocked, and the endless hatred rushes up, drowning everything.

"There is nothing at all, impossible! Damn! Damn! How can this be? How can this be? I sacrifice everything for a powerful combat power. Just a blow has already made it possible to kill the martial arts and even hurt him!" Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

嗷······!

The **** dragon snake roars, the temper is very violent, hateful, the scales are like blood jade, the whole body is branded with **** lines, all the strips are beginning to light up, squeaking!

This is the sound of the sword and the sound of the sword, the **** dragon snake's body even exudes a fierce momentum, with a rolling sharp atmosphere, facing Yuan Hong, and Yuan Hong has to cut into pieces.

"Go to hell! Give me to die!"

The blood tigers are arrogant, the blood is raging, the dense **** lines are turned into a rolling sword, and the dragon snake turned into a **** tiger, which is like a **** long rainbow.

The wings are unfolding, and the blood knife is mad, and it turns into a gust of wind. A snake-like tail like a blood jade is like a spear. The mysterious lines are branded on it. It really looks like a spear made by Daobao, and goes to Yuan Hongdong.

call!

Yuan Hong hand-picked a wonderful handprint, a circle slowly rises and floats on the head of Yuan Hong's head. The rolling black ripples are scattered, such as a road of Ganquan.

The dark circle, the suspension of the top of the head guards Yuan Hong, the law does not invade, the evils avoid the difference, and they are in an invincible position.

Looking at the **** tigers, the terrible killings, the offensive that was completely unstoppable before, but at the moment it is very quiet, the big punches are slowly pushed out, the clouds are light and there is not much power, just like an ordinary People are throwing punches.

However, the dark circle floats on the top of the head, and Yuan Hong’s body is guarded by the dark light. The demon magic fist is once again displayed, and is driven by the mysterious power, like a magical fist, dark as a jade, also as a figure. A leap to the blood tiger to kill.

This time, Yuan Hong’s speed is even more terrible. Like ghosts, the jumps seem to travel through different time and space, almost lost the figure, the magic fists are swept, the swords are shattered, the darkened light Devouring, all immersed in the mysterious space.

It flashed away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

boom! boom! boom!

Between a few breaths, Yuan Hongfei moved horizontally, and a pair of magic fists turned into a magic hand. When the waves fluttered together, the doubles burst into flames and were blown out by the sharp swords that swept away.

puff!

Hua Quan is a claw, and he grabs it toward the blood tiger. When Wu Guang turns into a light curtain, he swallows everything.

kill!

Yuan Hongyi waved out, cross-cutting and going to the **** dragon snake, Wuguang raging like a long river boiling, the river ran, and some squatted on the snake tail killed by the blood tiger.

what······!

A scream, the **** dragon snake's blood is dim, flying backwards and hitting the huge rock, the blood on the ground is scattered, and an snake tail is cut off by Yuan Hongyi, smashing the rich blood. .

"Impossible! Impossible! Ah! Yuan's kid, I am fighting with you! Dragon Snakes, **** waves, magical beings! Give me death!"

The blood of the blood tiger is burning with blood, all the blood, all the infuriating gas is completely burned, the body disappears, and the body of the dragon snake disappears into a **** aurora.

This blow, regardless of whether the success or failure of the tiger has disappeared, can be said that it is now dead, only an endless hate and perseverance, driving the blood of the Aurora to kill Yuan Hong.

"It's good! Your family lacks humanity, cruelty and bloodlessness, selfishness and self-interest, and the evil is full, and killing you thousands of times will not be soft, die!"

Yuan Hong is also rigorous in attitude, and the soul of the sea is tumbling. The rune of the brand is almost alive, communicating the circle of Yuan Hong’s head, hand-pressing his hand, and the rolling black light condenses toward the circle. The more real is the entity. The black is abnormal like a jade.

The fingerprint changes, Yuan Hong feels that it can easily manipulate the black circle, and it is like aurora suppression.

Time and space seem to be changing, turning into a heavy space, connecting unknown mysterious time and space. Suddenly, the magic light is ejected, turning into a big hand like black gold, and grabbing the aurora of blood.

When the light flashed away, it disappeared into the mysterious land of the circle.

"This······? Is this over?"

Yuan Hong was wrong, and suddenly he thought that the fierce battle of the war would have ended with such an understatement. The magic light flashed in the ring, and the giant hand was wiped out the **** aurora, the terrible **** rainbow!

puff! The ring disappeared and the stream was disappeared and disappeared. The rune of Yuan Hong's soul sea also calmed down, and it was flowing with luster. It seemed to glow with vitality and accept the great things.

Of course, Yuan Hong did not pay close attention to it. The most urgent task is to join the tribes and he is really worried.

"The three people of the Blood Wolf tribe are all killed by me. It is also a bad breath for the tribes. They killed two of them who are arduous and a savvy master. It is enough for them to have a heartache!"

Yuan Hong’s self-speaking, incomparable in the chest, such as the same Qingquan in the rogue, nourishing the lungs, circulating in the five Tibetan, the more fluent in the operation of the infuriating, the blood is boiling, like a huge fire.

"Hey? Is this? Isn't this the dagger in the hands of the blood tiger? It is because of it, the strength of the blood tiger is soaring, and it becomes terrible in a moment. Otherwise, it is easy to kill him with my strength. I am afraid that this weapon is not. So simple?"

Yuan Hong carefully observed the dagger in his hand. It was very small, very ordinary. It can be said that it is unremarkable. The blade of the dagger is not complete. There are three gaps on it. It is dull and dull, and several **** lines are branded on it.

"No matter what, let's put it up first, then go back to the father and see if the father knows something."

Put away the dagger, Yuan Hong quickly chased in the direction of the retreat of the tribe. Some traces left by this road, Yuan Hong's body is like a beast, the blood is boiling like a furnace, the speed is too fast, such as the same real magic猿 横.

Under the full force, the beard and the people are getting closer.