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The surrounding area suddenly disappeared, and what kind of wind and waves they had never experienced, but at this moment, there was something that could not be said.

This is not only a kind of visual shock, but also a spiritual touch. Although it is based on the relics of the incompetent masters, there are some ingenious elements, but it is undeniable that this young man has the talent of being a leader. creativity.

You must know that even the master of no phase can not call the power of the Dharma master, but he did it.

And this move is like a god, it is unparalleled in the world, and there is a trace of awe in their eyes. This is absolutely spontaneous and heartfelt.

However, most of their attention is still in the pitted pit of the deep depression, and it is not known that the **** monarch is dead or alive.

After all, the power of the previous one is more than a few times stronger than their combined efforts. Even though the **** monarch is a wall of iron, it is difficult to get cheap.

After dozens of seconds passed, they showed a happy expression on their faces. It seems that most of the **** monarchs have already lost their spirits. Suddenly, the big pit blasted again, and only a figure came out. The scene is like a monkey monkey.

"The pure blood of the second-order form? Where are you sacred?!" The **** monarch is like a gray-faced face, and his face can't hide his taboos.

"Pure Yang blood!" Those big eyes can not help but see, the simple four words, instantly gave them unlimited hope.

Even if it is the martial arts, pure blood is a rare high blood, it is called the unique blood of the king!

It is no wonder that he can't see his depth. The emotional family is not only the gods flying from the sky, but also the blood of the king. It seems that the **** monarch is really confronted.

"Let's talk nonsense, pick up!" I did not answer him, this moment, the constant power in the body, just want to find a place to vent.

This is the first time I have opened the second-order form. In fact, in addition to the power of the idea of ​​the singer of the singer, there is also an ink-like black dragon, hovering around me, but the Dharma ancestors are too eye-catching, they have no Notice this detail.

"Dragon deformation!" I was glaring, and soon, this black dragon turned into a black man, the blink of an eye, turned into a pair of black dragon gloves, worn on my body.

Originally, the second-order nirvana dragon deformation was extremely overbearing, coupled with the reluctant power of the incompetent master, which made my combat power turn over several times in a short period of time.

In the next moment, I and the blood-moon monarch launched a fierce confrontation. Because he suffered some minor injuries and just recovered, the strength is definitely not as good as before, so I have achieved some advantages, but the actual battle of the **** monarch The experience is very rich, and every time I can respond, it is a trick, so that I can hardly break his defense.

In fact, the party can use the palm of the hand, a large part of it is good luck, or, in the moment of calling out the power of the Dharma masters, there is a certain chance to trigger the killing of the palm of the hand, and replace it with other The opponent has long been photographed as a meat sauce, and there is a chance to live.

The **** monarch is a special case. His reaction is surprisingly quick and he has responded. This has escaped.

Fortunately, the **** monarch can not threaten me, and at the moment when we can't play, Zhang Zhenren quickly took the special effects of the recovery of the spirit, forcibly stabilized the passing of the vitality, and then did not hesitate to show all kinds of soldiers. The attack on the **** monarchy launched a violent storm.

"You guys, bully this monarch has no monsters, if it is not the blood of the beads, you will die all the time!" The **** monarch anger roared in the anger, the earth-shattering voice, echoing in the abyss There is quite an indescribable shock in the middle, no one dares to doubt what he said!

I can be sure that it is a high-ranking person below the land, and I am afraid that this voice will be enough to shock them, even on the spot!

On the spot, the girl who was the youngest person on the scene also entered this realm and did not have much influence.

I heard the **** moon monarch talking about the **** beads, my expression is a bit weird, my heart is even more ploping, and I know that the **** beads were still in my hands, but I was lost because of the moment.

"Hey, let's ride the singer and watch the singer--walking." The **** monarch's hand waved, and a **** haze haunted him.

The power of all kinds of indiscriminate bombardment bombarded the blood, and after a few seconds, the blood fog could not support it.

Zhang Zhenren made a look, and they reinforced their strength.

"Boom." The next moment, the blood fog can not bear, it is scattered.

I saw the stone statue before the **** monarchy, and under the impact of various forces, the stone statue was smashed into a smash, accompanied by a demon wind.

Suddenly there was no trace of the **** monarch, "Hey, let him run..." Zhang Zhenren looked helpless.

"There is no way, this is the magical Taobao shell that is very famous. With our strength, it is not enough to trap him." The Emei teacher on the side couldn't help but say.

"Yes, the **** monarch has been hit hard, and the golden shell will also deplete the magical power. If you want to recover again, at least hundreds of thousands of years, our famous decent can relax." The helper also echoed.

Some of them have burned the blood, and the strength has been regressed to varying degrees. This is nothing. The master of the phase has no intention of dealing with the **** monarch, even sitting on the spot and turning into a relic, but it is the words of Buddhism. - Who am I not going to **** and going to hell?

Their expressions are very heavy, their heads are low, and they are silent. After all, the old friends of many years have witnessed the rise and fall of an era. It is no longer there. I don’t know how to tell the people of Shaolin.