Martial God Conqueror

The second thousand four hundred and eighty-six chapters are one enemy two.

The second thousand four hundred and eighty-six chapters are one enemy two.

Zijin Tianzhu appeared in the hands of Du Shaoqi, and the unmatched power quickly condensed, swaying toward the trench ancestors: "The holy sword roar!"

In the blink of an eye, Jianmang plucked from the hands of Zijintian, and the complicated and mysterious swordsmen were finally gathered together but they were simply a glimpse. The swordsman spread with lightning.

A simple sword, but it contains the power of moving mountains and rivers, enough to shake the mountains and rivers, collapse the sky, destroy everything!

This sword mans appeared, golden light, layer by layer of purple gold light superimposed bloom, dazzling purple gold symbol 箓 secret lines bloom, breath overbearing!

Swordsman Guanghua swayed the world, whistling and dancing, just like a dragon and a dragon, like Dapeng moving, under the beautiful, hidden is a terrible hegemonic destruction energy!

"If you are not self-sufficient, you will find yourself dead, and I will be yours! Burn all the waste!"

Feng San's ancestors drank, flapping their wings, and the flames rushed out. The blazing high temperature rose above the ancient city, causing the entire battlefield temperature to soar, just like being placed on a stove.

Where the flames passed, the void was burned and collapsed, and the terrible space cracks spread around, as if to devour everything!

At the same time, the ancestors of the trenches also shot, a loud roaring sound, resounding over the ancient city, the huge claws rising across the sky, the void to seize countless terrible mouth.

The old ancestors of the trenches collapsed into the void, as if the **** iron was poured, and the cold cold of the forest was flooded.

At the same time, the flames of Feng San's ancestors were also burned, and they were hit together with the swordsman.

"Hey..."

Strong encounters, the energy of the mad tyrants collided fiercely in an instant, and turned into a series of esoteric esoteric screams, rushing across the ancient city, rolling up the storm!

Du Shaozhen was shaken back by a hundred, and Dapeng's golden wings swiftly waved, and it was able to stabilize the body without any injury.

Take an enemy and two, do not fall into the wind!

Feng San's ancestors and the treacherous ancestors each retired ten feet, looked at the figure of the young man opposite, looked at each other and saw the dignity in each other's eyes.

They were shocked, how can they think that this kid has been so strong that he has joined hands and even took him!

This scene also allows all the nearby creatures to bet their eyes.

"It’s really shameless to bully and bully, to bully the old!"

The Xiaoyue ancestors of the Xiaotian lion family open the way, the frantic lion dance, the thick voice vibrates: "Little friends, the old man came to help you!"

Said in the mouth, the huge demon lion body is to cross the void, to the ancestors of Feng San.

" Xiaoyue, your opponent is me!"

The dragon ancestors sent out a sorghum dragon scorpion, which stopped the whispering ancestors, like a dragon's body that was swaying in the mountains, vigorous and powerful, and pressed the void to tremble.

"Little Green Aunt, Uncle Tiger, let's come!"

Just as everyone spoke, two young noises spread over the ancient city, and immediately, only a dozen figures came out of the crack in the space.

These people are just a little later than Du Shaoqi, Du Xiaoba, Du Xiaolin, General, Ghost Baby, Gu Xinyan and others.

Once they arrived, they joined the war circle and helped the Bifang people to deal with the Yaotian phoenix family, the ancient 澜 雕 eagle family, and the eight wild demon dragons.

The strength of these dozens of people is above the holy world.

Among them, there are Du Xiaoba, Xiao Qilin, two fierce guys who can't use common sense.

The addition of this new force made the situation in the entire field change dramatically in an instant.

"Kill it!"

The young Qilin’s tender voice echoed, and the young body ran across the battlefield. The small claws flicked, and the large thunder flashed, and countless repairs were shot down for the weaker creatures.

Du Xiaoba is like a humanoid beast. The little fists dance and the terrible energy is coming out. The strong people in the early days of the holy beast are all under his hands. They are all smashed and blown up. In the void.

Generals, Ghosts, and Gu Xinyan are three people who join forces to drag a strong man in the middle of the Holy Land.

Guo Shaofeng, Black Hawk Tang Wu, Dongli Carving, Lin Weiqi, Wuque, Beimingfeng, and Li Yuzhen are also their own shots, which dispel the overall advantage of the other side.

This is a family that is in the downwind, such as the Bifang gods and other birds, and the time has reversed the trend, and the overall strength is equal to that of the enemies.

This scene, let the face of Feng San's ancestors convuls, his face is very ugly, turned his head and savage ancestors said: "You and me, join hands to deal with this kid, the rest, etc., give me the full force to kill, one never let go! ”

The treacherous ancestors raised their bad feelings at the bottom of their hearts. They were prepared, and all the families came out of their nests. They could stand in an invincible position and directly kill the Bifang gods, the dark tigers, Xiaoyue The lion and other lions will take the Beastmaster Mountain.

At the moment, the appearance of Du Shaoqi and his party has made the final result confusing.

"Du Shaohao, today, I will kill you!" Feng San's ancestors drank, spread their wings and rushed to Du Shaoqi.

"war!"

Du Shaozhen drank, no longer nonsense, hands and fingers fluttering, and produced a complicated handprint.

As the fingerprints condensed, the purple lightning bolts on the body swept out, and the Dapeng Golden Wings behind them reflected each other, making him look like a real golden-winged Dapeng bird, filled with terrible breath.

In the blink of an eye, the Thunder Wumai was densely covered with Du Shao's body, thunder and lightning, and thundercloud spread, and the vision of heaven and earth spread, letting the space boil, the ancient city shaking!

Among the many people's gaze, the one-of-a-kind youth exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. The power is terrifying, the thunder is entrenched, and the golden light is like a holy sac, so that all the creatures present are suffocating.

The golden light is covered with thunder, and the Thunder is covered by the martial arts. Since Du Shaoqi’s body, a hegemonic smuggling swaying into the sky, a soul-smelling atmosphere filled the sky, and a majestic supreme pressure spreads Tianyu.

"kill!"

The old ancestors of the trenches and the ancestors of Feng San were violently drunk, and the phoenix phoenixes rang and shook the mountains and rivers.

The sky and the sea were spread out from the ancestors of Feng San, and went to Du Shaoyan. The terrible flames burned everything and the space was burnt and distorted.

The treacherous ancestors swayed in waves, and under the huge carvings, they cut out two cracks of the monks, like the dark abyss, swaying the horrible sinister atmosphere.

Du Shaoqi's gossip, the righteousness, the dry, the Kun, the shock, the shackles, the hurdles, the shackles, the shackles, the shackles, the eight azimuths connected to each other, turned into a sly **** ring, let him be like the Holy Spirit!

A strange pressure is permeated between the fields. If the water in the sea can carry everything, when the calm is calm, people will yearn for it, and the heart will be vast and able to nourish everything.

But if it is a storm, it will make waves and destroy all obstacles!