Martial God Conqueror

But when the sacred breath of Du Shaoqi was about to approach the apex, the vision around him suddenly disappeared.

"laugh"

At the same time, Du Shaozhen, sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes without any emotions, and muttered in his mouth: "How can this be done?"

"Failed"

Jialou bully, Yuesheng, Xuangu face micro-condensation.

"Oh, failure, I want to set foot in the holy world, this is impossible!"

Qin Xiaolong smiled and smiled very happily. No one in the world would be able to break through the holy world. Sure enough.

"I want to break through the holy world, I am ignorant!"

Long Qianchao’s eyes are overjoyed, and the most worrying things will not appear. It is impossible for this world to be able to practice in the Holy Land after they have.

On the lotus stone platform, Du Shaoyan's eyes are very strange. I only remember that in the state of enlightenment, everything is moving towards perfection. When it is to cross an invisible bottleneck, there is a terrible power barrier to block. Everything.

Du Shao is different, checking his body, there is no difference, the gods in the body are expanding again, Xuanqi stunned, like Wang Yang is boiling, the brain mud in the palace, the energy of the gods is rippling, everything is full to the extreme, better than before One!

"call!"

A smoldering gas spit out from the abdomen along the throat. Du Shaoyan’s faint purple gold thunder passed, and the whole body was calm, but the body of the gods was scattered, the body was light, and there was a faint sound of rumbling. The sacred way of the atmosphere, the succulent crystal clear, revealing a sacred radiance and momentum!

"It seems to be a lot of progress!"

The strong onion is whispering, and the feeling of Du Shaoqi is far away. It seems that there is no substantial progress, but at that moment, the invisible momentum and gas field on the body has a kind of progress that people can obviously feel.

"No matter how good the heavens are, I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for the day of the holy world!"

Qin Xiaolong reveals sneer, what is the use of the apricot's heavenly posture, and now it is impossible to break through the holy world. It will not be long before the world will be completely confused. Even if there are exceptions to achieve the holy world, then the apricot is afraid There is no life to live that day.

"If this place is still as it was at the beginning, it will be enough to become the most sacred sacred person from ancient times to the present, and there will be a promising future!" The old lady Jialou Moro had regrets.

"If this world is still as it was, you have already broken through."

Jialou Ba Tian took the old lady's hand in the palm of his hand, and the hegemony in his eyes was full of gentleness at this moment.

"It’s so old, it’s really shameless!” Xuan Gubai took a look at Jialou Batian and Jialou Moro.

"Turn off your old tortoise!" Jialou Ba Tian completely ignored the mysterious ancient.

But the old lady’s old face had a little embarrassment, and she took it out of the palm of the Kalou.

"rumble"

At this moment, the abyss was destroyed, thirteen quaint lotus stone platforms, the energy of the remaining twelve lotus stone platforms was broken, and the light rain dissipated in the void.

Stars, Du Tingxuan, Du Xuan, Magic Brake, Jialou, and the East are separated from Qingqing, and the other is a breath of interest.

They got the benefits of the light rain, and it didn't take long, but now the creatures in the entire square can feel the great benefits of these twelve people.

"Hey!"

There is a ray of light, and at the same time, in a strange look, on the thirteen lotus stone platforms, there are thirteen shackles of swordsmanship, and finally gather in the void.

Thirteen swordsmanship blended in the void, more and more sturdy, and the atmosphere became stronger and stronger. When the last thirteen swordsmanships finally merged, the light of the sky would bloom like the next day.

In the ray of bloom, a simple sword is suspended in the air, the sword is overflowing, and the mysterious pattern is lingering, and the fierce breath goes straight into the sky!

"Hey!"

The sword is empty, the wind is thundering, and the whole is shaking.

The terrible pressure is sweeping, leaving the field discolored.

The breath of the sword on the sword has already made the sacred cult of the presence of the gods tremble.

"A terrible pressure, like the ability to smash the gods!"

The souls with insufficient strength, the sorrow of the mind of the mind, the breath on the sword is like a sword, to smash their gods.

"The treasure, the absolute treasure, at least above the level of the Chinese saint!"

If there is a strong person, the pressure on the sword is too strong, and it is definitely not the same as the general sacrament.

"Hey!"

In Du Shaozhen's shrine, Zijin Tianzhu is roaring. It seems that he wants to get out of the body, but he has an instinctive jealousy and has scruples.

“It’s not a simple thing!”

Du Shaozhen's eyes are fixed on the sword. The sword is almost the same as the sword used in the original energy shadow. It is white and beautiful like a jade, but the breath is different. It makes people look straight, just like a sword. Mang plunged into the mud mud palace of the mind, let the gods tingle!

In addition to showing jealousy to Zilei Xuan Ding, Zijin Tianzhu has never shown jealousy in front of any ice blade.

The breath on the sturdy sword made Du Shaoqi’s gods secretly tremble in silence, which shows that it is definitely not a simple thing.

"laugh!"

Without any hesitation, Du Shaofu took the shot, and the palm of his hand took a stone bench. The body sitting on the knees was standing out. The golden light was like a lightning bolt, and it flew directly to the sword.

"boom!"

The square, which had been quiet but the atmosphere was tight, was only alive with the one-handed treasure. At this moment, it was like a bomb in a depressing volcano, which suddenly boiled.

Countless breaths poured out, and all eyes became **** at this moment.

The terrible power and the ancient atmosphere, it is not difficult for everyone to know that the quaint treasure is a treasure.

If you get it, you are likely to step into the sky from this point.

"receive"

With Du Shaoqi’s shots, there are still people who are quicker, and they cross the void and directly test out.

This person is too strong, the makeup is distorted by a large piece of the void, and it controls everything. The great power makes the sacred strong man who is widely lining the week suddenly discolored.

This burning, if falling from the sky, will immediately catch a turbid sword.

"Hey!"

Daddy, the sound of the sword of ‘嗡嗡’ is like a wind and thunder. In an instant, it is like a spirit. The majestic momentum swept out in an instant. Suddenly, a series of swords shadows were formed on the void.

"咻咻咻"

A series of swords and shadows were derived, and the mysterious air was spread. The swords and shadows broke through the space. Before the sword tip, the vagueness was revealed by the darkness of the light, and the horrible atmosphere of the people was everywhere. They are shaking.

The swordsman's mysterious rotation, covering the sky, the sky and the swordsmanship brought up a space to spread out, the surrounding space is twisted at this time, and the space ripples are being broken.

"嗤啦"

Just a short moment, this silver sword is turned into a series of swords and mansions, carrying silver and silver, flying out, piercing the space, and instantly wearing that shape.

"嗤啦"

The space above the void is broken. From the burning place, a vulgar yellow-haired old man has fallen backwards from it, and it seems a little embarrassed. The look is very shocking compared to the wretched face that is similar to the scent of alcohol.

"Oh, it is the old fox, he is still alive, hidden until now!" Xuan Gu looked at the old man in yellow, some strange.

"This old fox, when he set foot in the holy realm in the last period, deliberately avoided robbing. At this moment, he must have sought it!"

The opening of the month, the waves of the stars, seems to be no stranger to the old man.

Everything was long, and Du Shaoqi’s figure flew out like lightning, but the silver sword had a sense of intelligence and instantly smashed out.

"嗖嗖嗖嗖"

Also at this time, there are twelve lotus stone platforms, stars, Duxuan, Du Tingxuan, Magic Brake, Du Shaoqi and other 12 figures, which are like twelve lightning bolts. Sword.

This is a treasure, it is self-evident, no one wants to miss it.

"call out!"

The silver sword broke through the air, and crossed a hole in the void. It was just an incredible way to avoid Du Shaoxuan, the magic brake, the Jialou, and so on, and then went across the abyss and plunged. Going across the abyss, the behemoth went away.

"咔咔"

Thirteen ancient lotus stone platforms were cracked at the same time, and the barrier across the wide taunt disappeared.

"Booming"

Thirteen bronze arch bridges, the runes flash, the light curtains shine, it looks golden, with an ancient atmosphere filled, so that the wide and tremble.

Widely lined with Zhou, in this electric light and flint, there are also dozens of unparalleled horrible breaths, and the figure is like a Thunder lightning, crossing the 13 arch bridges and chasing it. The silver sword went away.

These dozens of figures, the monarchs are the sacred cults, including Jialou Ba Tian, ​​Feng Chi Sheng, Qing Feng Dao and others.

The silver sword has already made them move, it is an absolute treasure.

"There is already open, you can pass!"

"That is a treasure, chase!"

Widely lined with Zhou, it is full of boiling, and in a flash, the figure is like a locust, rushing toward the thirteen arch bridges.

They have to cross the abyss, enter the core of the eternal tomb, and also pursue the treasure.

In the air, Du Shaoyan's eyes flashed golden light. The silver sword is a heavy treasure. At this moment, there is a large group of sacred strongmen who chase up, fearing that they will catch up again, and hope will not be big.

Daddy, Du Shaozhen’s heart is trembled, and the Yuanshen is trembled.

"Apricot heart, someone sneak attack!" At the same time, a word like this, resounded from the muddy palace in Du Nai's mind.

"The Holy Land is attacking!"

Du Shaozhen's discoloration is no longer the ants who have no resistance in front of the sacred strongmen. Even if they are not, at least they have the power to resist.