Martial Peak

"Void!"

The two words of the district attracted the attention of all the souls of the astral. At this time, a pair of blinds looked up involuntarily, and no matter the demons or the demons, the eyes flashed inexplicably.

Especially the native spirits of the astral world, when the two words were completely frozen in the virtual sky, the mind was almost instinctively gave birth to a thought: among the stars, a new emperor was born! This idea is inexplicable, and no one knows how it was born, but everyone is convinced of it.

Just because this is the will of the heavens...

It is an privilege to witness the birth of a great emperor in the age of his own existence. What an honour, what was the uplifting morale, was suddenly skyrocketing at this moment!

The **** eyelids hiding in a certain part of the Mozu army took a bit and gritted: "Actually... successful."

Although it was learned from Jialong that the final source of fruit was taken by Yang Kai, but the blood still had a hint of fantasies, Yang Kai’s strength was not enough. Even if he had the source of fruit, I am afraid that he would not be so fast to the great emperor. His strength has improved, and it is still not the opponent of the Devils.

At this time, it seems that the source of the fruit is really infinite, so that the top of the devil king straight into the realm of the Emperor!

The thought turned around, but for a moment, the blood screamed and gnawed his teeth: "Transfer, regardless of casualties, give this seat the Lingxiao Palace in the shortest time!"

Yang Kai has won the Emperor and has a vacant position. No one knows what strength he will have when he reappears. He does not know when he will appear. Now what he needs to do is to attack Ling Xiao at the fastest speed. The palace, the last pure land of the astral world, only in this way, all the planning is completely complete, and Yang Kai really does not have the strength of the great emperor.

With one order, the madness of the offensive has increased by three more points. The ray of the Lingxiao Palace has a flash of light and may collapse at any time.

When I noticed this, Li Wuyi also rushed to order, and the life of the stars survived.

Overlooking the sky, the endless army of the Mozu is like a black tide, wave after wave from all directions to the Lingxiao Palace, and the various troops in the Lingxiao Palace are waiting for it. The brilliance of a secret treasure, the black tide will be repelled again and again.

When the two sides fought hard, no one noticed that the virtual Tianding in the sky emerged after the two characters of the void, and they collapsed and disappeared quickly.

In the southeast corner of Lingxiao Palace, the Zizijun united with other five-way army to defend the land, sitting in the middle of the town, and commanding and dispatching in a dignified manner, and the orders were successively sent out from the mouth, and the soldiers passed down to continue for many days. The battle, so that he can not rest for a moment, the mind is running at a very fast speed, thinking about the plan to break the enemy, but unfortunately under the crazy offensive of the Mozu army, what he can do is to passively use only the troops in his hand. Resist it.

"The generals of the army, the big array is almost unable to hold." A demon in Feiying Town will fly, and too much consumption will make him unable to stand up securely. Even when he speaks, he even falls down in front of him.

The voice of his voice just fell, and there was a loud and unbearable voice on the big side, and the sound of the whistling sound was endless.

Looked up and looked up, his face changed greatly, only on the large array of light curtains in the southeast corner, there was a crack that broke out again and quickly spread around.

Looking around, I saw that the flower blue silk was suspended in the air, holding the lord's big seal, and urging the power of the Ling dynasty to supplement the stable array, but at this moment it was pale and paper-like, and the figure was crumbling.

The Guardian of the Lingxiao Palace was a good one, but it could not withstand the mad attack of the Mozu army for so long. The reason why it persisted until now is thanks to the desperate resistance of the various forces in the Stars.

At this moment, the big array finally can't keep going.

Oh...

The sound of crisp sound came, and the southeast corner burst into a big burst. The tide of the general army of the Mozu will come in from the gap, and the roar of the sky will make the heavens and the earth discolored.

爻嗣 爻嗣 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝 帝

"Kill!" Chongtian's shouting and killing sounds, in the face of the sorcerer who came to the slaying of the black scorpion, no one in the astral retreat, only because everyone knows, Lingxiao Palace is the last place of the Terran Losing the Lingxiao Palace means losing the entire astral world, and the rear is also retreating.

Instead of being eroded by the magical gas, it is a magical thing without a sense of sorrow. It is better to die in the battlefield, and to sneak a piece of flesh and blood of the Mozu before dying.

The tragic sound of the witchcraft sounded throughout the army, and the ray of witchcraft flashed out, shrouded a large expanse of stellar warriors.

It was like two torrents of steel rushing to each other and quickly slamming into one place.

Blood and broken limbs fly together, and in that moment of confrontation, thousands of creatures are annihilated. The vast southeast corner battlefield seems to have turned into a huge meat grinder at this moment, leaving the human and the devil's bones intact.

However, this was only the beginning. After the breakout of the southeast corner, it was less than ten strokes. The entire array of the Lingxiao Palace made a hard voice, and with the movements of the hustle and bustle, the big array broke open.

The comprehensive decisive battle began in this way. In all directions, the Mozu army continuously poured into the Lingxiao Palace, stepping into the final pure land of this Terran, bringing in the magic and the magic.

The soldiers are connected and the scene is **** and cruel.

In the past, the headquarters of the Lingxiao Palace, which was in the clear waters of the past, was instantly fragmented.

Many pseudo-emperors have taken shots to meet the semi-sacred people of the Mozu, and they are not allowed to play in the sky.

Even the two elders of the Dragon family could not sit still, and they became two hundred-foot dragons rushing out of Ling Xiaofeng. The blood rushed and the fire rushed to meet, and it was difficult to break in the higher sky. The sound of the sound spread throughout the four domains of the stars.

On the ground, it is the battlefield under the pseudo-emperor and the semi-holy. The devil and the emperor are either in groups of three or five, or they are allowed to take a single match. It is not that you die or I die.

Somewhere on the battlefield, the huge palace ran rampant, and Yang Lan and Yang Xue, the two men, made the temple of the years, standing on the steps of the main hall, and jointly urging the endless hourglass, the 10,800-year-old gods turned into a dusty sky. At the same time, the laws of time are shrouded, depriving the Mozu of the perception and vitality.

On the other hand, the blue smoked hand-held Qiankun Tower, the emperor surged, and every time the Qiankun Tower flew out, it could take away a large piece of the Mozu, trapped in the tower, not only that, but with her as a center, a huge prison of vines The cage will wrap all the demons in the range of a thousand squares, among the cages, the cane flutters and turns into a sharp blade, plunging into the body of a demon, swallowing their spirits and making the many demons quickly Make a bone with a bone.

Within the forest, nine stone sarcophagis ran rampage under the leadership of their elders, relying on their physical superiority to smash and crush, and the inexhaustible Mozu smashed the bones, and the woodlings around them followed closely, one by one. The little people have a solemn face.

Among the peaks, Su Yan, Xia Ningshang, Xueyue, Fan Luo Luo four women form a wonderful battle, as if a sharp knife, shuttle in the battlefield where the blood and dead bodies piled up, wherever they passed, the Mozu Straw falls generally.

The cultivation of the four women has already reached the emperor, and the four men have joined forces. Under the semi-sanctification, there is no one to stop. It is the top quality demon king, and they are not able to stand in front of them.

Their performance quickly caught the attention, a vain figure rushing through the battlefield, the cold scorpion staring at the four people, a cruel smile on the corner of the mouth, quietly approaching the past.

Within ten feet of the whole body, those Terran warriors have not figured out what happened, and they have fallen to the ground.

Not a moment of effort, this figure came to the four women not far away, do not stop, body shape flash, a covert attack will go to the neck of Xia Ning skirt.

"Well?" Su Yan's eyebrows wrinkled, instinctively feels a little wrong. Among the four women, her strength is the strongest, and the perception is also the most sensitive. When she notices the bad moment, she shakes her sword and turns to the summer. The dress has been past, and the mouth is sipping: "Be careful!"

The formation of the four women was completely affected by her. She started this, and Xue Yue and others could not help but follow.

When there was a bang in the air, there seemed to be a flash of people in the void. When the sparks splashed, a scream came from one after another. When the time was broken, the four women fell and flew out.

With the power of four people, even more help from the situation, even the other side's blow failed to pick up, in the middle of the air, Su Yan a heart straight down, beautiful and dignified toward the summer scent Looking in the direction, I finally saw the blurred figure of the sneak attacker.

"The Shadow Devil is half holy!" Su Yan was shocked and hurriedly said: "Come on hide!"

At this moment, Xia Ningshang also saw what it was like to sneak up on himself. It was a sulky, middle-aged man with a hooked nose, and his body was enchanted, and before he appeared, he actually It is unaware.

After hearing Su Yan’s shouts, she still doesn’t understand what she is today.

The battle is not her strength. She has been practicing in the alchemy room for most of her life. Because of her medicinal spirit, alchemy is her practice, so although the emperor is pure and incomparable, There is not much real combat experience.

For the first time in his life, he encountered such a danger. Xia Ningshang found his head in a surprisingly calm mood. He watched the opposite of the shadow magic half-sacred and grinned. She raised her hand and beat a piece of one.

That is the first boundary of Yang Kai’s refining in the lower star field test. It does not have the function of the person. After all, it is also the result of hard refining. It does not need to mobilize the emperor. It only needs to be thrown out and can play out. Great power.

Opposite the shadow magic half-sacred cold, a hand dagger gently blocked a bit, beyond his expectations, the face of a huge force came, and almost flew him out.