Martial God Conqueror

"Everyone is fine."

Du Shaozhen smiled at everyone, and this time he was completely relieved, and everyone who had been worried had no problem.

"boom!"

There is a magical coming, solidifying the void, a black figure creeps in, the surrounding magic is stunned, there are still many figures behind, the breath is strong, the magic cover the void.

"It is him, the strongest demon."

Du Shaoqi looked up, and the familiarity of the breath was the strongest demon emperor who escaped from the fire and thunder.

Behind this demon, the most powerful demon, the demon, the Kalou is also in it, and there are many powerful evil spirits and demon beasts.

"Absolutely, maybe it has been completely enchanted..."

The old lady looked at the old building that had passed through the sky, and the sly body trembled slightly.

"This may be God's will..."

Jialou Ba Tian took a picture of his wife's shoulders. The golden eyes smudged a little volatility, revealing some disappointment and pain, and the heart was uncomfortable, but it was not revealed on the face.

"The Big Devil..."

Yue Sheng looked at the shadow of the sky, and frowned. She spoke into the corner of the future and participated in the ancient robbery, but she knew that she was not enough to stop.

The black shadow fell on the side of the Eight Devils, the Seven Devils, and so on. They watched the crowds around the square sweeping. They stayed for a while in Yuesheng, Xuangu and other figures. Finally, they looked at the giant beside. The two black and white are like two hollow black holes, and they fluctuate.

"boom……"

Suddenly, the entire vast square was a tremor. This kind of tremor was so strange that everyone in the room felt that the heart was following the beat.

"Oh la la..."

In the abyss thousands of feet wide in front, it began to be rendered by the light, and there was a beautiful light curtain.

The light in the light curtain flows, the atmosphere is ancient, reflected on the thirteen bronze arch bridges, the brilliance of its rendering, bronze light, runes and waves, like a sacred place, in front of the fairy cave.

"Hey..."

Before the thirteen bronze arch bridges, the thirteen lotus stone platforms that were to be placed in a lotus flower were in full bloom, releasing the radiance of the sky and the ancient atmosphere.

When the stone lotus bloomed, the thirteen figures sat cross-legged.

Surprisingly, these 13 figures look exactly the same, just like thirteen births.

The thirteen-shouldered figure sitting in the arms is holding a sturdy long sword, and the sword body is covered with dust and dim light.

These figures are dressed in quaint, silk-like shoulders, and they look as if they are old-fashioned. They are closed and keep their posture. It seems that they don’t know how many years have passed.

But these thirteen figures, at the moment, are to make the eyes of the audience change, no one dares to move forward easily.

"It's a virtual shadow, and the thirteen figures are just energy ghosts!"

Ode, some people exclaimed, the thirteen knees sitting on the same figure, not the real body, but an illusory body on the stone platform.

This kind of situation immediately caused the turm around the square.

"Oh, the smell of deja vu!"

In the lineup of the wilderness, Lei Yingwang, the king of the extermination, looked at the shocking scene in front of him, and his eyes were a bit strange.

"It's weird, everyone is careful!"

The opening of the month, the stars undulating, and gazing at the thirteen illusory bodies without any breath fluctuations.

"It should not be good, the thirteen energy ghosts are not simple." Jialou tyrants, the look is slightly condensed, and the intuition tells him that the thirteen energy ghosts are definitely not simple.

"People don't want to act rashly and wait for each other!"

Du Shaozhen is dignified and reminds everyone.

This change, thirteen energy virtual shadows sitting cross-legged, crowd turmoil, face to face, but no one has the meaning of going forward, at this time, all the way is dangerous, no one wants to go to risk, one is not careful It may become cannon fodder.

"Humph!"

The strongest demon came out, standing in the void of the void, and the hollow black-eyed eyes stared at the shadow of Shitai in front of one of the arch bridges, and the scene of bloodshed and mourning in the eyes.

This demon king has no fear, and he does not care about all the people around him. The eyes are passing by, and the souls are shuddering.

His figure is across the sky, and he has to cross an arch bridge to enter the tomb of the day.

"boom!"

When the big devil came close, the ground, the arch bridge in front of it violently trembled, the glare of the abyss blew, the rune overflowed, the abyss boiled.

At the same time, the phantom of sitting on the lotus stone platform, but also at this moment, suddenly opened the eyes, it is like a smashing scorpion that has not been opened in the endless years, a strong killing At this moment, it is rushing.

"Hey!"

The virtual shadow has never got up, but a sword in the arms has been directly pulled out, and the dull and shadowless sword shadow is dazzling in the blink of an eye. If it is the most terrible, thunder, the air is killing, the horror is boundless!

"Oh..."

This sword smashed out, and the emptiness of the place was directly blasted, as if it could smash everything.

"It’s a ghost, but you can’t stop it anymore!”

The big devil opened his mouth, the black shadow was huge, and the horrible magical spirit was like a black day. Looking down at the shadow of Shitai, it showed a gesture of contempt and independence.

"Oh!"

As the voice of the great demon falls, the magical spirit of the soul is swept away, and a black light palm prints, and the infinite endless mourning of life, like carrying the resentment and suffocation of the world from the magic field.

The space where the palm prints are swayed, the magic is like a thick ink floating in the void, deep and dark, and it is tremulous, and the waste of dark space is accompanied by the magical force, wanting to bring that shadow and stone platform!

"Oh!"

The swordsman and the palm print collided, and the sound of the air broke out, and then the energy of the layers was spread, and everything was destroyed.

In the strange eyes of everyone, Jianmang and the black palm print disappeared at the same time.

"Good!"

Du Shaoqi’s heart is secretly shocked. How powerful is the great demon, even the monthly holy strike will also be injured, but at this moment the virtual shadow is just a sword, it can resist the next big devil, so that it can not cross the arch bridge.

"Humph!"

The palm-printed swordsmanship collapsed, the eyes of the big devil in the eyes were discolored, and the sound of indifference, with a look of arrogance in the indifference, continued to swoop down, waving fists, magical, such as a black meteorite Since the impact of nine days.

The virtual shadow got up, the figure swept out from the lotus stone platform, and the sword light spread again in the hand. It was like a sword flying together. Finally, it gathered into a little, the light was shining, and it was accurately resisted before the big magic emperor punched.

"Oh..."

The void was completely confusing, and everyone around it only saw light and rain.

The space is broken, like time and space are chaotic, even the holy people are difficult to peek into.

"Hey..."

Immediately, from the front of the void, the huge shadow of the shadow, a figure slammed back.

The figure is very small, like a child's figure, wrapped in strange black scales, filled with magic.

This is a gnome man, his face is very gloomy, his shoulders are black, his feet are short, but his arms are very long, he can hang down his knees, his hands are dark, and he has twelve sharp eyes. Fingers are like ghosts.

Such an ontology makes people feel a little cold, and some female creatures around the square can't help but **** in the cold.

"That guy is so ugly!"

The little star opened, looking at the body of the big demon, the little mouth picked and picked, with a feeling of sneezing.

"It's a bit ugly!"

The minister opened the door and looked at the body of the great demon. He agreed with the words of the little star.

Wen Yan, a lot of eyes looked at the minister, even Du Shaoqi also helplessly glanced at the minister, this guy's golden hairy body, looks like the body of the big devil, afraid that there is more than it.

"The virtual shadow is not simple, very surprised!"

Jialou Ba Tian, ​​Yue Sheng, Xuan Gu, Feng Chi Sheng and other strong, at this moment the attention is on the strange shadow and the big magic emperor.

That virtual shadow will be able to repel the big demon, too strong, and let other holy people be jealous.

In front of the void, the big demon looks gloomy, no longer speaks, and the surrounding magic is surging, like the dark ink, the strange symbol of the palm of the hand appears in the palm of his hand, also with the magic, against the virtual shadow swept away.

The magic is floating, turning into a vision, and the black light is deep.

The virtual shadow raises the hand, the sword mans is hollowed out, the sword light is condensed, and the sword shadow is like a flower, like a cut of time and space, under the light curtain of the sacred atmosphere behind, if the **** is shooting.

"Oh la la..."

The big devil and the virtual shadow collided together, and the void there was already in chaos, and the time and space were in chaos.

In the eyes of ordinary creatures, there is only light and rain flashing there.

Only the more powerful the repairer, the more he can feel the terrible degree of terror contained in it.

Du Shaozhen felt terrible, the big devil was too strong, and the terrible means of urging in an instant had been numerous.

The abyss light curtain has blocked the void, or else it is feared that the entire square will be affected.

Looking far away from such a confrontation, the strong people of the Holy Land also have strong and weak points. This has already appeared in Du Shaoyu.

But at the moment, from the strength shown by the great demon and the virtual shadow, it seems that the gap between the strong people of the sanctuary is also huge. Qin Xiaolong, Long Qianchao and others are the sacred strongs, and they can break the mountains and rivers and move the mountains and rivers. But in the face of the month of the Holy Land, it is inferior, and the Moon Saint is weaker than the Big Devil.

"Holy Land..."

In the heart, Shen Duo’s double fists were secretly clenched in the long sleeves. Now they have not even set foot in the holy place, too weak.

Under the holy world, everything seems insignificant.

"Hey!"

The sound of ghosts and crying makes people feel guilty. The big devil in front of him is once again shrouded in black black magical spirits. A terrible magical smashes the void, covering the sky and turning it into a terrible whirlpool.