Peerless Battle Spirit

The human body is not only the cultivation of the nine-day supreme Dacheng, but also incorporates the wisdom of Mengshanyue, and does not fear the pain, does not fear all dangers, and the combat power can be said to be quite terrible.

It is a pity that it meets Li Baiyue.

Like the Qinnan, Li Baiyue not only walks the extraordinary way, but also goes beyond the common sense. All the things that have accumulated have reached a very amazing level.

After he is considered a supreme, his combat power can be described as terror.

After the tenth interest, the human body was defeated and there were countless wounds.

After the 30th interest, the human body was stained with blood, and the breath had begun to fall, without the majesty of the original.

"Red dust, all kinds of disturbances, come alone, go alone, eyes are illusory, Jianfeng is itself, no thoughts, no desires!"

Li Baiyue showed his avenue, and the sword light that came out of it reflected the entire battlefield and made countless monks feel like they came to an illusory world.

The next moment, they ‘returned back’ to the battlefield, and all the Jianguang disappeared.

The skull and body of the human corpse were separated, and there were countless black blood, and the ancient Chinese characters on the forehead, spontaneously ignited and turned into fly ash.

"Qin Nan, between you and me, everything is gone. If you have a relationship, see you in the virtual world!"

In the hands of Li Bai night, Qing Feng received it and turned it into a streamer, flying directly into the end of the battlefield, disappearing without a trace.

"Thank you!"

Qin Nan’s heart sighed and said that it was already. In his opinion, he owed Li Bai night a big favor.

"Damn!"

Xiang Tian weeping this, his face became very gloomy, and sighed: "Liang Qingyin, Qin Nan is still banned, just as we said, I went to kill Qin Nan!"

Lu light sounds dignified and nodded, and immediately ordered.

Subsequently, the geniuses of the Xianling family, the monks, and the monks of other forces began to use the killing tricks, and then a passage that the human corpse had previously smashed, and strangled the Xianfu-class Tiandi Dibao and the corpses.

Xiang Tian Cry runs the body of the martyrdom, and the momentum has soared to the extreme, leading the three geniuses of the genius of the martyrdom, the seven peaks of the hegemony, like a supreme sword, straight ahead.

Other gangsters and ethnic groups formed a large array of people to open the way for them.

Qin Nan perceives the injury of Qiu Hong's three people, and his thoughts are swept to Xiang Tianqi and so on.

Until now, the Kowloon Shi Yin has been absorbed by more than half, leaving the last small part, plus the eternal flower floating around the body, there should be no problem.

At this time, outside the horrible tomb.

After the fall of the human body, the breath of the corpse and the corpse of the earth suddenly fell sharply, only the realm of the early nine days of the Supreme, which made the mountain wrath.

However, how angry it is, it is no longer useful!

The wind has no traces of the bones of the second person Zhuang Chen's body, and the bones are used as swords, and the unique abilities of the nine physiques are successively produced.

Nie Wufeng took the tomb, and Jiang Rui and Su Nian helped each other, interweaving a smashing squad and shrouded the corpse.

Time passed by, I don’t know how long it took, the corpse slammed into the ground, and the breath fell to the bottom.

"I am not willing -"

Mengshan Yue screamed in the sky, and was finally smashed by a piece of white bone.

The breath of the corpse in the distance fell again by half.

"Mom, too old taboos this garbage, I know that I was wasting my time, I don’t know what is going on in the tomb now, I have to hurry!"

The wind snorted without a trace, and the body was turned into a rainbow, and it rose to the sky.

"Two, the corpse will be handed over to you to deal with it."

"All the tribes listened to the tomb!"

Nie Wufeng saw this, shouted, passed on the thoughts of God, and flew toward the curtain of horror, showing a madness in his eyes.

This time I got the child's tomb, and got the general trend of the tomb of Junchen, he knew a message!

In the tomb of the king, there is a lithograph in the shape of a Kowloon!

If you get it, it will bring tremendous benefits, and the future will surely become the main giant!

"Qin Nan, you and the fifth person of Zhuxian are laid out in advance, presumably for this lithograph! If you succeed, don't blame me for killing the killer!"

Nie Wufeng’s eyes flashed a cold and murderous murder.

All along, their tomb gates only want to suppress Qinnan, with the help of Qin Nan, to complete a lot of things, but now, the temptation brought by him by the lithograph of Jiulong is too big, even if he does not hesitate to defy the family order!

Soon, the corpse was annihilated.

The prime woman was born from the main tomb, and called for Tai Yan to have no biological disciples. She went straight to the horror curtain, and Jiang Rui re-sit in the light and closed her eyes.

His predecessor's body has not been fully integrated into success, and when he is finished, he will certainly bring the sword into the tomb!

At this moment, in the curtain of terror.

When the wind did not trace, Nie Wufeng and other monks of the tomb door, when they came in, Xiang Tianqi led ten people and crushed dozens of corpses on the last side.

Qiu Hong's three bodies recovered half, and they wanted to struggle to get up. They only heard three sounds of broken air. Three long swords penetrated their bodies and nailed to the ground.

"Qin Nan, give me death!"

Xiang Tian weeping and screaming in the sky, hair dancing, the right hand actually took out a long scorpion from the clear void, this is a broken device of asking!

The other three geniuses, the existence of the peak of the hegemonic hegemony, immediately imprinted, the power of the martyrdom of the body of the martyrdom, brushed into the body of Xiangtian weeping.

Xiang Tian cried in an imposing manner, once again arrogant, dancing in his hands, and instantly tens of thousands of pictures of the afterimage, eventually all returned to one, bursting eye-catching mans, straight into Qinnan.

Great destruction!

At this time, the technique of the small world of Lu Guangyin in the distance was played, and the eternal flower next to Qin Nan was directly moved outside.

The whole time and space seems to be solidified.

Qin Nan’s eyes, staring at the amazing edge of this rod that is getting closer and closer to him, he is like a pair of gray-plated eyes, and suddenly there is a little white fire.

At the time of ten feet, the fire turned into a flame.

At the time of Wuzhang, it was turned into a cluster.

At the time of two feet, the white fire was burned intensively.

God of War, run!

The last little rune that was made by the Jiuyin of Kowloon suddenly accelerated the speed, and all of them did not enter the body of Qinnan.

A smashing weather, on the ground, broke out.

"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified!"

Behind the Qinnan, the soul of the **** of war, the lord of the world, and the emergence of the three, at the same time, the three are united, swaying the rolling pressure, the body of the force, the ultimate operation, the two willing to ask the law, all integrated into the broken knife.

Pulling it, the knife is empty!