Martial God Space

Among this group, I am afraid of a powerful leader who is comparable to the peak of a long-lived environment.

Such a dense storm mad carving, even with the strength of Ye Xiwen, is somewhat taboo, it is too much, and it is completely different.

Even the heap can kill the masters of the longevity peak.

This group is extremely powerful, and none of the previous encounters can be compared with this group.

Even Ye Xiwen can see that on the other side, some weak ethnic groups have even been swallowed up by the ethnic group, killing and swallowing their source of God.

Here, all this is such a cruel, weak meat, only the most powerful can survive here.

Because the source of God is needed to provide energy, these powerful beasts are killing each other, not for anything else, just to survive.

Among them, Ye Xiwen sees the space of numerous fractures, and some subspaces, in which they all survive, which is the most terrifying ethnic group.

It is quite close to the center of the cemetery of King Wan, and it naturally looks very dangerous.

Even with the cultivation and strength of Ye Xiwen and others, in the face of such a lineup, they dare not rush into it.

If these beasts can leave the cemetery of King Wan, they can easily destroy a relatively weak immortal inheritance, too many.

Yun Ke had a look at Ye Xiwen, his face showing a sneer look, he was deliberately brought over, looking at Ye Xiwen can still have any means.

Such a large number of storm mad carvings is that he also saw some scalp numb, not to mention Ye Xiwen in that district.

"Oh. There are other gods, I will swallow them. I will swallow their flesh and blood, deprive them of their laws, and plunder their source!"

"Oh, swallow, swallow, I want to enter their god's shell, I want to break away from this endless prison of heaven!"

For a time, countless storm ravens were roaring. Seeing the fierceness in the eyes of Ye Xiwen and others, countless **** thoughts swept over.

Directly into the brains of all people, we must make everyone live into an idiot.

"Everyone is careful, don't be killed by them!" Yunke had screamed, and there was a burst of Baoguang, which protected himself.

At this time, Ye Xiwen finally understood why. The **** who came to listen to the news finally became a madman. It is really dangerous here.

Ye Xiwen is still moving, as if he did not hear the general, Yun Keji and others saw this scene. The heart could not help but ecstasy, thinking that Ye Xiwen is on the big, thinking that being impacted by this idea does not matter at all, he will certainly suffer big losses, and may even die.

But the scene that surprised them happened. Ye Xiwen did not move, and even the power of the gods was mobilized. These ideas went through him, but they had no effect at all.

Ye Xiwen looks as usual, as if he has never felt the general.

They did not know that Ye Xiwen had a clear-hearted tree in his body, and he always guarded his mind. These ideas wanted to shock his mind, which was impossible.

He doesn't care at all, it can't be affected at all.

Seeing that Ye Xiwen had no influence, Yunkeji had to give up the plan to read the jokes, but said coldly: "Although we can't deal with all the storm mad carvings, these inferior animals dare to hit our minds. It’s just looking for death. These inferior animals actually dare to wait for me to wait for the shell, really looking for death!”

He shot at once, and the clouds spread out in the sky, and instantly formed a range of dozens of miles, swept out, and suddenly, he swept away dozens of storm mad sculptures.

Those gods were also absorbed by him at once, and Ye Xiwen specially observed it. This is the first time that Yun Keji has tried his best. The strength is even stronger than that of Shao Shaoqing. This strength is in the peak of longevity. It’s all awkward.

No wonder he is so confident and so determined.

At this time, other people have started fighting.

While fighting back and retreating, they did not think about rushing in. The average small ethnic group has nothing to do with, but such a large ethnic group is comparable to the cultivation of the late Habitat, enough to make them hate this.

Ye Xiwen is different. He rushed into the air with a broken sword. These storms have a law of storm on the body. The number of storm elements in the past is too small to really make him condense.

And he will use these storms to sculpt the wind, although he is not practicing the martial arts of the wind and thunder, but because of the relationship between the wing of the wind and thunder, the law of the wind and thunder is also difficult to understand by ordinary people, otherwise it will not be smooth. Gather the word Lei.

He feels that the wind is about to consolidate and has reached the mark. This is very important for him. As long as he has condensed the style, his cultivation will go further. When they have any intrigue, for him. There is no meaning in all.

"Hey!"

A huge roar, Ye Xiwen's swordsman directly stretched out for dozens of miles, killing all the storm mad carvings within the tens of miles, and their source of all turned into a boundless energy frenzy pouring into his body. Among them, at the same time, those incomplete wind attribute laws have also been absorbed into the body, and they are deducted in a mysterious space.

A quaint little word that almost no one knows is slowly forming in his body.

He has not taken care of so much and rushed directly into it.

Now that Ye Xiwen kills a storm mad sculpture, he will strip all the laws that belong to the wind attribute, and then refine it, and swallow the source of it.

Although these storm mad carvings are only comparable to the late end of the habitat, they are not true gods, but the number of laws on them is still large, and Ye Xiwen can still have a huge sense of insight.

This is a powerful beast that is condensed into a pure wind attribute rule. There is no real flesh and blood, and even the flesh is condensed by the law.

However, in doing so, the original Ye Xiwen also intends to accumulate the source of the gods, in preparation for the impact of the late end of the habitat, and now has to give up, because to push those storm rules also need a huge source of God, all digested.

There is no such thing as a source of God, so although he madly kills these storm mad eagle and swallows these sources, most of them are actually swallowed up by that mysterious space.

Ye Xiwen’s killing is deeper, but he finds that these beasts are coming closer to him, almost invisible, endless, no matter how he kills, they are simply not killing. .

Soon he was drowned in these storm eagle carvings.

"Not good, Ye Xiwen is too deep into the storm mad carving?" Moganna suddenly reacted and said.

Yan Yunxi also reacted, but at this time they have not seen the image of Ye Xiwen, completely submerged in the storm mad carving.

"What can I do? These storms are really fierce. We don't even want to rush in to save people. He is too big!" Yan Yunxi said without fear, but there is no way at this time. If she rushes in, she will soon be swallowed up by the storm eagle.

These storm mad eagle are not only strong, but also a large number, even the masters of the long-lived peak can not stand this way.

"Ha ha ha, yes, it is exactly what you planned. He really fell into the storm madness!" Yan Shaoqing laughed happily, as if he had finally reported a big hatred, just given to him by Ye Xiwen. The pressure is really too big. Now that Ye Xiwen has fallen into the storm madness, Ye Xiwen definitely has no chance to escape.

"Hey, he still thinks that he is proud. Actually, I have already stepped on it. I have already known these storm carvings, so I released a little thing on his body. It is the favorite of the storm mad sculpture. However, this kind of thing is generally unsatisfactory, so he is not clear, as long as he is in contact with these storm mad eagle, even if he does not go deep into it, it will soon be swallowed by these storms!" Yunke said proudly. He had tolerated Ye Xiwen before, and now he finally got the result, and Ye Xiwen is finally dying. "Not to mention that he is daring, and he thinks that his strength is outstanding, and he dares to rush into these crazy storm mad carvings!"

And it’s still silent and silent, and it’s not known at all.

"Yes, it is just a new tender and dare to fight with us, really looking for death!" Yang Xuping said sneer.

"Yun Xi, you see no, they have a good color on those faces, I am afraid that this thing can't be separated from them!" Moganna whispered.

"What can I do, he has already rushed in, can we also rush in?" Yan Yunxi said in a hurry.

"Then we have no way, who let him rush in, can only let him ask for more blessings, so many storms mad, we can not kill, can not save him!" Moganna said. "And there is a big leader who is comparable to the peak of a long-lived life. When it is time to say that he is, we have to take it ourselves!"

Just as the outside people were thinking about Ye Xiwen, Ye Xiwen himself did not care.

"I want to use that means to deal with me, but also tender!" He has long discovered the little means of cloud self-denial, but he did not expose it, because he still needs these storm mad carvings to consolidate the words and words. Nature is much better.

However, the killing in his heart is even better.

The broken sword in his hand danced a sword in his body, protecting him in it, and smashing everything.

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