Martial God Space

The mixed emperor suddenly thought of something, and then retreated and closed the offensive.

"To defend the generation, I want to consume my blood!"

The mixed emperor stunned his eyes and drunk.

He knows his own lack of blood, and even if he reaches the peak, he can suddenly increase his combat power, but the stamina will plummet, and by that time, Ye Xiwen will counterattack.

But the problem is that this truth, he understands, but can not be avoided, this is his fatal flaw, can not be made up.

"Is it now? But I didn't think I was dragged to that time!" Ye Xiwen screamed, and immediately released three thousand martial arts, surrounded the mixed emperor, and did not give him any escape. Opportunity.

"With such a means, would you like to stop me?" The mixed emperor burst into the water, and the **** spears in his hands kept pointing out. Every time he clicked out, there were several, even dozens of martial arts incarnations.

"Humph!"

Ye Xiwen just snorted and didn't talk. The one-handed painting in his hand suddenly fell down, and the crescent fell, like cutting off the heavens and the earth.

The mixed emperor looked up and saw the spear in his hand and went to meet Fang Tian's paintings.

"when!"

The huge roaring sound burst into the air, turning into a terrible sonic boom that spreads in all directions, but this blow is just beginning, not the end.

Ye Xiwen gently lifted his arms, and then suddenly fell down. In an instant, the heavens and the earth reversed, and the blazing light burst out, letting his avenue follow the sublimation and smash the heavens and the earth.

"You are not trying to conquer the shackles of the shackles, I will let you see the power of the martial arts!"

This palm fell to the limit, his palms almost burned, and it was able to explode such a terrible blow.

The mixed emperor screamed, and all the blood and blood on his body were concentrated to the extreme, and the body radiated countless visions. Do not go backwards, and meet Ye Xiwen's creations and shackles.

"Ye Xiwen, do you think this is just now?" The mixed emperor raised his breath to the limit and forcibly ate this palm.

"Boom!"

This palm falls. The mixed emperor only felt that the blood of the whole body was boiling, and it was too horrible to be beaten up and down. It was actually too horrible to let Ye Xiwen explode such a terrible fighting power.

However, at this time, he did not seem to have the power to fight back, and in a short period of time to promote the role of blood. Finally completely released.

"Mixed Emperor, come again!" Ye Xiwen did not have any stagnation, but the palm of his hand was shot down.

At this time, Ye Xiwen also made a fuss, although it is the best way to drag the time to the blood of the mixed emperor, but obviously, God will not give him so much time.

The return of the great day and the undead evil is in front of him, he does not have so much time!

At this time, the king-class dragon vein in his body began to burn, which is one-tenth less than the original.

At the time of the emperor's realm. Ye Xiwen also feels that this incomplete king-class dragon vein has quite a bit of endless feeling.

I only feel that no matter how it is motivated or burned, it is very difficult to exhaust.

However, now, just a short glimpse, let this king-class dragon that is already incomplete has been significantly reduced.

This kind of consumption can be said to be amazing enough. However, he does not have the choice. This is the price of breaking out beyond his own realm. It cannot be long-lasting. But it can be a long time.

Although it is only a short period of time, it is enough for him.

"Come again!"

In the eyes of the emperor, the emperor’s eyes flashed a few horrified expressions. He knew very well that it was similar to the martial arts that created the Qiankun palm. It takes a lot of money to spread it, especially when it comes out.

Each palm may require a lot of resources and wealth. It is not something that ordinary people can easily display. However, looking at the situation of Ye Xiwen’s shot, it is more than a palm.

The depth of his family is simply amazing. Even when he was at the peak of his peak, he did not dare to display this genius.

He is only a few tens of thousands of years. Obviously, there is a great adventure in the realm of creation. Otherwise, it will not be so.

But at this time, he had no time to feel the surprise of Ye Xiwen, because the Huakun palm was once again photographed.

"Hey!"

In the hands of the emperor, a spear was directly stabbed up and hit the palm of Ye Xiwen. He wanted to pierce Ye Xiwen’s palm on the spot.

However, it was blocked by the Solomon Vientiane hand, and it was impossible to go further. With the protection of the Solomon Vientiane, Ye Xiwen Shi was unfolding, just like a fish.

Moreover, it is also able to release the power of the sacred sacred palm, and it has the effect of adding. Otherwise, Ye Xiwen will not be so surprised.

"Hey!"

The spear in the hands of the mixed emperor broke out with a humming sound, apparently under great pressure.

The mixed yuan emperor also stepped back and forth several times, only to finally remove this power, but the chest is a burst of blood, almost a breath can not hold back, a blood spit.

The mixed emperor is very easy to judge, and the power of the second palm is no small improvement compared to the first palm of the beginning.

With his old-fashioned and intelligent, he also wants to understand at once, why is it.

Ye Xiwen does not want to wait until the big day and the undead evil spirits come back. The realm of these people is really high, but what is the use, lack of blood, ability to play, no one in ten, only the big day and the undead Respect is at its peak and can threaten him.

Especially the undead, the realm is still above Ye Xiwen.

This is his confidant. When he thinks of it, his heart still inevitably brings a bit of sad feeling, when he has become a soft persimmon in the eyes of others.

However, such an idea only came out a little, and disappeared without a trace. With his mind, it is impossible to be disturbed.

Moreover, Ye Xiwen’s third palm has been turned down, which has forced him to go all out. This kind of play is simple and rude, that is, simply pressing the people to force him to deal with him.

However, he has no way to crack, the simplest and most direct way is to break the power, but now, at this time, the situation is not in itself, only forcibly supported.

He knew Ye Xiwen's plan, but he did not dare to unload the skill and blood of the whole body, because if it was not, he might insist on a shorter time and was killed by Ye Xiwen.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Ye Xiwen is like crazy, constantly falling into the hands of the shackles, this invincible power, watching many of the outside world Tianzun, some feel that the back is cool, this simple and rude style is the most troublesome, because even There is nothing that can be solved.

It can only be hardened, and it is under the circumstances that this has been imprisoned for many years.

"Hey!" After a series of collisions, the mixed emperor finally couldn't help it, and a blood spurted out, turning into a **** rain.

"not good!"

The Emperor of the Mixed Element suddenly sneaked a whisper, only to feel a whirlwind, his blood spurted out, and the original skill and general trend were also broken in a flash.

The so-called banging, this once dispelled, the consequences are unimaginable.

He almost didn't even think about it. He turned around and walked away in the distance, forcing the feeling of turning around.

"Want to go!" Ye Xiwen's eyes burst into a horrible light. In order to get such an opportunity, how many times he used to create a sacred scorpion, how much dragon's aura was consumed, how could it be a failure, in that case, and a defeated What is the difference?

"A second strike, make a good fight!"

Ye Xiwen’s backhand fell and the palm of his hand condensed to the usual size, watching the light flowing through the jade, but it was such a small, seemingly open palm that directly penetrated the continent. The space, out of the black cracks of thousands of miles, and then fell to the body of the emperor.

"Hey!"

A loud noise, the big hand fell to the mixed yuan emperor.

"puff!"

The mixed emperor immediately spurted out an old blood, and then the whole body was split and turned into a **** rain. It was already very difficult to resist. At this time, it was not able to hold a bite of life, and was suddenly beaten. The collapse of the amount, and was still beaten into a group of **** rain and even a little physical body can not be maintained, can see how horrible Ye Xiwen's hand is falling.

"Booming!"

The whole world is in the rumbling of the rumble, this palm, almost the entire world will be hit, otherwise it will not hurt the mixed-class emperor.

This **** rain is flying away at an amazing speed. It is the mixed emperor who wants to escape. Although for a god, any drop of blood, one cell can be born again, but if so, even if it is born again It will also be a big injury, and the skill will drop. It can only be carried away with the flesh that has been turned into a **** rain. He can't bear to cultivate and accumulate for so many years.

Ye Xiwen saw it, just a sneer, five fingers pinch, and the endless golden light was revealed between the fingers. These golden light moments formed a six-wheel roulette directly, and then suppressed it.

"Give you the last round!"

These six roulettes broke into them. For a moment, I didn’t know how many Yuanyuan’s gods were annihilated. It’s very difficult to annihilate a **** of heaven, but at this time it’s different, the flesh has been smashed, and there is no flesh. Protection, in the same level of fighting, is simply a dead end.

The Yuanshen is a human being, and the flesh is a ship. Without the protection of the ship, how can manpower compete with the storm and the storm?

"I am not willing!" The mixed emperor screamed and was directly annihilated. (To be continued.)

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