Martial God Space

Ye Xiwen is a powerful blow. He will be hit hard within a single blow. If he wants to continue playing with Nie Wei with his strength, he will eventually lose both.

Therefore, it can only be like this. With a blow, he will make a big blow to him. He will give the victory balance to his own side. Although he consumes 100 million yuan Yuan Dan, Ye Xiwen is not browing. He is coming to him. It is worthwhile to say that one hundred million Lingyuan Dan can exchange for the words of Nie Wei.

Ye Xiwen stunt will not give him time to escape, suddenly stepping out, chasing up, yelling you sick, wanting your life, it is so!

"You dare to hurt me, you actually hurt me!" Nie snarled, his face stunned, although Ye Xiwen's strength he had seen, but in fact, he still did not put Ye Xiwen in his heart, in his heart, Ye Xiwen It is simply not worthy of being compared with him.

But now the ants who don't look in his eyes have hurt him, or he has been hit hard, which makes him feel like he was hit by a loud slap on the spot, and a single game broke out.

There was a burst of magic in him, and everything in his body was boiling. It was the burning of blood. His eyes were killing, and the world in his eyes was left with Ye Xiwen alone.

If Ye Xiwen is killed, only Ye Xiwen will be killed, and he will have a future. Otherwise, it will not be able to keep up with the position of the Lord of the Desolation Hall, and may even be killed by the former men.

He has no choice but to have this road, and Ye Xiwen gave the road to kill.

Powerful magic light. Shining the heavens and the earth, suddenly rushing out of his body, it is the power of the yin to the evil, and all of his body is boiling.

In a flash, the smashing scorpion cross was crushed, and under his numerous bloods and blood, the smashing soul scorpion was powerful many times.

His eyes are already red, and he hates Ye Xiwen. Must kill him, do not care about the blood of his body, directly burned. He must also be killed, as long as he can kill Ye Xiwen, there is a master in the devil to top him. What kind of blood can't make up.

Ye Xiwen has experienced a hundred battles, how rich is the battle experience. How can you not see that Nie Wei has already killed his eyes and burned blood?

Ye Xiwen is certainly reluctant to burn the blood, but he is willing to burn Ling Yuan Dan. For him, the wealth of his body is now as large as the unimaginable of ordinary people. After so many years of accumulation, even if he uses a lot of himself, actually After plundering the wealth of so many masters. The wealth of his body has exceeded 10 billion yuan Yuan Dan, and there are also many masters of the great sacred place among the masters killed by Ye Xiwen. Even the total number of front and back adds up to more than 20 or 30. They will contribute to Ye Xiwen. Forty-five billions of wealth, this has not counted that dragon. If the dragon vein condenses into Ling Yuandan, I don’t know how much it is, and the compensation that the law enforcement hall gave him has not been given yet, because this feathering invasion will probably be postponed until the end of this matter. After that.

However, he is not in a hurry, anyway, his current Ling Yuan Dan is very much. He does not feel bad when he burns a billion yuan casually. As long as he can defeat a strong enemy, it will have something to do with burning more.

Ye Xiwen immediately smashed the stardust and smashed the stardust, and the scene of the destruction of a star was extremely terrible. Ye Xiwen burned ten million yuan Yuan Dan, although it was not as good as the horror, but it is still The power is endless.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The two sides did not know how many times the collision, the two sides burned blood, a burning Ling Yuan Dan, the strength was suddenly raised to the point of horror, at that moment the attack power, I am afraid not to fall into the great holy land.

A lot of aura is poured into Ye Xiwen's body, so that his body feels soaked in an aura of heaven and earth, and the more excited, the more excited.

On the contrary, Nie Wei’s side is exactly the opposite of Ye Xiwen’s situation. Ye Xiwen has a full back of 10 billion yuan, which can be used to keep him burning Ling Yuan Dan, even if necessary. You can directly grab the aura in the dragon vein to kill.

Not to mention that it is a great sage, even if it is a master of detachment, it is estimated that he is not so rich.

Nothing else to say, in this situation of evenly matched forces, it is to open the way with Ling Yuandan, and constantly screaming terrible attacks with Ling Yuandan.

Nie Wei is burning his own blood. He is a character of the sacred sacred place. He is naturally powerful, but his blood can't burn like this. If all is burned, he will Even if he died because of the blood, then he was really dead.

As the battle became more and more fierce, the two men all entered the starry sky from the southern domain. The southern region has too many constraints, because it is a world relationship, although they can easily explode space, but it will also They are bound by the power of the world so that they cannot destroy the world.

The legendary figure that can kill a world with one shot is just a legend. The average person can't do it at all.

If the damage is too serious, it will be countered by the power of the world, so they would rather kill the battle in the universe.

As the battle continued to deepen, he gradually began to feel a little powerless. His blood has already burned most of his blood. He may continue to burn like Ye Xiwen. Although Ye Xiwen also burned a billion yuan, he came to him. Said, but nothing at all.

The killing in his eyes suddenly flickered, and to solve Ye Xiwen, he must not let him survive.

"Give death to this seat!"

Daddy, he started, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. The myriad of aura in the universe condensed in an instant. It was polluted into a magical moment, and it was condensed into a long gun, like a mountain. An unimaginable evil atmosphere.

"Destroy the holy gun!"

Ye Xiwen’s face suddenly changed. The impression of destroying the holy gun was too deep. How could he not remember that the last time it was because of the destruction of the holy gun, he almost fell directly from the air and gave birth to him. It has fallen to death.

Nie Wei’s seems to have consumed endless energy. In a flash, his body shape is a little bent, his face is a little pale, and it seems that he is getting old a lot. This is the aftereffect of forcibly launching this terrible magical power. There is not enough. The skill, but forced to launch, the cost is his life, do not know how many years have been drawn, in order to kill Ye Xiwen, can not be said to be under the blood.

He knows that his own blood cannot fight with Ye Xiwen in such endless battles. If he continues to fight, then he may die by himself. He may even be terrible on the spot. He can only make a final blow and make a final decision.

The terrible rifle instantly broke through the heavens and the earth, shattering the universe, even if it was just a ghost, it was just the projection of the gods, but this destruction of the holy gun still made Ye Xiwen feel the scent of destruction, as if it was a moment back to the legend. Prehistoric times are average.

"Ye Xiwen, be careful, get rid of it!" Ye Mo screamed in a hurry. "Otherwise, let the stars and behemoths come to block!"

"It's too late!" Ye Xiwen shouted, his hands spread out, and a **** enchantment appeared in front of him, the power of Tianyuan Mirror.

"Boom!" The illusion of the destruction of the holy gun instantly rushed to the side of the **** enchantment in front of Ye Xiwen, almost the effort of the front and rear feet, and did not give Ye Xiwen any reaction time, and instantly killed.

The terrible impact moment swept a huge energy frenzy, and wave after wave of **** enchantment.

"Kara!" A crisp, crisp sound, even in the terrible energy frenzy, was unusually conspicuous. On the gunpoint of the shadow of the holy gun, the **** enchantment actually appeared cracked. The traces of the sacred guns of the holy guns were cracked in all directions, and they spread to the enchantment of the entire **** side, almost completely collapsed.

"Drink!" Ye Xiwen burst into tears. Under the command of his god, one million and one million Lingyuan Dan began to burn instantly, turned into a raging aura, and then all instilled on the **** enchantment.

After burning a hundred million Ling Yuan Dan, it finally stabilized the **** enchantment that was going to collapse.

Ye Xiwen was able to breathe a sigh of relief. If the **** enchantment collapsed, he estimated that he would be killed on the ground by the destruction of the holy gun. There is no doubt that the last time he escaped, he was lucky. That is because it fell into the real martial arts school, someone rescued, this time who came to him, let alone Nie Wei, who is still on the sidelines.

"Hey!" Nie Wei on the side, seeing Ye Xiwen actually blocked it, suddenly screaming again and again, like an angry and wild beast, the body's blood is burning into a magical weapon, added to the destruction of the holy gun.

The two sides actually fell into a stalemate at a time. Ye Xiwen continued to burn Ling Yuandan, burning 100 million yuan, and did not feel any pain at all. Nie Wei was also burning his own blood, trying to kill Ye Xiwen.

"Boom!" A huge blasting sound, that one shot destroyed the holy gun, and finally took the lead to support it. It took the lead to turn into a group of magical disappearance without a trace. After all, there is no entity, just the projection of the god. .

On the other side, Nie Wei was already skinny, completely missing the tall and mighty figure, just summoning the time of the **** of destroying the holy gun for a little while, he has already put all his blood into his body. After taking a break, he was desperate, and after killing Ye Xiwen, everything was fine, but it was planted in Ye Xiwen's hand.

"Hey!" Ye Xiwen took out a sword directly, and the sharp sword gas suddenly killed Nie Wei on the spot, and the blood splashed five steps.

Daddy, Ye Xiwen only felt that a horrible atmosphere locked himself. . . )

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