Peerless Battle Spirit

The first thousand four hundred and twenty-five chapters come to the gods

At the same time, the top of the mountain.

Different from the foot of the mountain, there is a huge lake at the top of the mountain, which gives off a terrible chill. If it is repaired as the peak of the Emperor, it will be directly frozen and lost its vitality.

"Jiang Dingshan, Yang Bailong, even if you guys join hands today, you can't stop me!"

One dressed in a robe, with three scars on his forehead, a pair of eyes like a thunder and lightning, a young man with a six-repair of Valkyrie, gave a long shout, and his body swayed again and again.

"Han Mingli, you are too arrogant!"

The other two were repaired as young people who also reached the six-folded Wushen. Their eyes were filled with anger, the body shape changed, the squad spread out, and two ancient gods operated at the same time.

"kill!"

Other martial arts powerhouses are constantly shooting, and the magic is broken.

Even though there are only 20 people on their side, less than 30% of the foothills, their battles are even more terrible. The power of each other is enough to kill a group of emperors.

If it weren’t for a powerful power here, their battle would have shaken the entire mountain and shattered.

At this time, the expressions of the three men, Han Mingli, Jiang Dingshan, and Yang Bailong, suddenly disappeared, and the other powerful gods of Wushu immediately noticed what they were, and looked at them.

I saw only a dozen lines of emperors, passed through the invisible power, broke through a chill, and flew to the three purple gold tokens.

"There are big emperors at the foot of the mountain to shoot here?"

No one expected that this kind of thing would happen suddenly.

"Bold!"

Han Mingli took the lead to react, and the magic of one door was ready to erupt.

boom!

Suddenly, several lines of emperor were broken and turned into thousands of annihilating knives and flocked to the Quartet.

"Intraoperative surgery? Small insects"

"not good!"

The words have not been finished, Han Mingli three, sharply perceived, the remaining three emperor lines, three layers of purple gold tokens wrapped around, at an amazing speed, flew out of this lake.

The technique of the operation just now is not to deal with them, but a blind man.

"Is it taken away?"

The powerful gods who were present, could not help but reveal the color of shock.

We must know that the power that hangs over here, even if they are united, will take a certain amount of time before they can be broken, let alone forced through. How did the Dili in this district do it?

"Qiu Hong? Is he actually?"

The eyes of Han Mingli immediately fell on the dojo at the foot of the mountain. After seeing Qin Nan, after a slight glimpse, the power of the gods was running, and the sound of the thunder was blasting in the sky: "Qiu Hong, give you the last chance." , hand over the drought magic purple gold!"

For Qiu Hong how to do it, they are not at all curious. In this world, there are so many strange means.

"Does he even get the hand of the drought magic purple gold order?"

Many of the great emperors on the dojo at the foot of the mountain showed a thick and powerful color on their faces.

They never imagined that after winning the fifteen pieces of the dry magic red jade, Qiu Hong actually did something like this.

The guts of this guy are too big, too?

"Where is the Lordless, why should you hand it over? Leave a message."

Qin Nan smiled lightly. Under the eyes of many powerful gods and giants, the toes were a little bit, and they became an amazing Changhong, flying out of the dojo and falling into the sky.

After all, there are more than 20 armed gods on the top of the mountain, and each person is at least the realm of the three gods. In order to prevent it, he must now leave here quickly.

"Master brother!"

Among the dojos, Xu Dong, who was hit hard, quickly shouted: "Qiu Hong took away the fifteen pieces of the dry magic red jade here!"

"what?"

This moment, Rao is the mood of Han Mingli and others, and can't help but change his face.

In this case, isn't that all the tokens, all of which have taken Qiu Hong away?

When the Tomb of the Dry Moss is opened, how can the three powerful people win the inheritance?

"Masters, elders, vying for an accident"

"Everyone gave me orders, and now I am trying my best to break the power here. I will use all means to kill Qiu Hong."

After all, Han Mingli was the top genius among the three major forces. In the blink of an eye, he reacted and passed away a thought.

boom! boom! boom!

However, for a long time, all kinds of emperor's light shone, and the two majestic forces that shrouded the foot of the mountain and the top of the mountain were swaying and trembled.

Time passes by, after the breath, the dry magic battlefield periphery.

The shape of Qin Nan, in the sky, flashed away, the speed is not weaker than a Wushu two strong.

Suddenly, his figure, a slight sensation, in the midst of it, seems to have emerged an invisible giant eye, staring at his figure.

"After such a long distance, can I still lock my figure?"

Qinnan eyes were shocked.

It seems that the genius of this group of nine days is much stronger than the means he has mastered.

"If they continue, they will definitely catch up with me, and the strong players in their respective forces may come, I have to find a place to hide."

There was a thought in the mind of Qin Nan.

He does not have a broken knife in his hand, and he can't get rid of this invisible blockade. He can only use other methods.

"Just go there."

Qin Nan quickly made up his mind and flew to the other side.

After a few dozens of interest, Han Mingli’s voice passed an ancient ban, spanning countless distances, and suddenly exploded in Qinnan’s mind: “Qiu Hong, you are now”

"Less give me nonsense."

When Qin Nan’s body was strengthened, he directly isolated the sound.

"Arrived."

After a few dozens of interest, Qin Nan’s footsteps slowed down slightly. In front of him, it was the strange and cold, dark forest that had been encountered before.

Inferred from the breath here, even if there are many powerful gods, even the more terrible strongmen can block one or two, there is a great possibility to find life.

However, just as he was about to fly into the forest, he suddenly felt something and his face suddenly changed.

boom!

Above the heavens and the earth, it seems as if it has been hit by a horror. The emptiness of hundreds of miles suddenly collapses and smashes. The road is like a vast sea of ​​horror, flocking in all directions.

The horror of one after another is in the depths of the broken void, like a volcanic eruption, which emerges successively and sighs with sorrow.

These breaths have surpassed the Valkyrie and reached the gods that Qinnan has never seen before!

"Bold thief, die for me!"