Prehistoric life

The other party did not become much stronger, but he weakened. This idea surprised Zhou Chengda and couldn't believe it.

If this is the case, the key must be on the big priest. In the past year, only he has contacted himself. No matter how he became, he couldn't get rid of him.

But after more than this year's purgatory, I obviously feel that I am much stronger than the original. Why is it weaker?

There are no other changes in cultivation. There is no reason to practice and weaker, Zhou Cheng cannot accept it.

A distraction, was caught by Meng Yan, swept away, kicked on Zhou Cheng's head.

This foot force is extremely scary. Even if it has the effect of shrinking the turtle, it also makes Zhou Cheng's brain chaos, like a paste, feels rotating, nausea and vomiting.

Nausea and vomiting, the feeling of familiarity made Zhou Cheng shocked, thinking of a possibility: he was poisoned.

In the purgatory this year, he experienced the horrible and poisonous purgatory, and almost removed his entire body. At that time, the poisonous body was stiff, and he was involved in the recruitment. He was disgusting and vomiting.

In the later torture, the priests often mixed the toxic and let myself be invincible. Maybe I have been recruited for a long time, but because the great priests are too clever, I have never noticed it.

After a long time, under the role of poison, it was much weakened than that year, but because there were no other opponents confirmed, the effect of poison was silent, so I didn't feel it at all.

The rabbit raised, no wonder the more the test after, the more relaxed it was. The old man of the priest made this intentionally, just to make yourself feel stronger. Paralying himself, and then frustrated himself in one fell swoop.

In order to restore the witch's face. In fact, it was too insidious. Zhou Cheng's heart was scolded. If it was not the appearance of Meng Yan, he may be immersed in his strong dream at this moment.

No, it's not just that. He took his own rust sword and five -square flags. It would definitely be difficult to refine and only kill himself. But he did not want to fall into the population.

He died in the hands of Mengyu, so no one said he said anything.

The more I thought about it, the more angry. Finally, I couldn't help but cursed loudly: "Big Priest, your old man, insidious and poisonous."

Before scolding, Meng Yan was punching on his face, and saw that the saliva flew, and the whole person flew out again.

"Rabbit raised, do you know what he does not face?" Zhou Cheng was angry, and after stabilizing his body, he was full of eyes. He no longer defense passively, but rushed over to Meng Yan.

"Dare to abuse the big priests, it's light to kill you!" Meng Yan hugged his hands, a hammer hit Zhou Cheng as a stone. He stepped on his body and chased it directly.

"On the same day, you used the means that he couldn't see people, so that my witch tribe was shame. Today I will kill you, a shame before the snow."

During the talk, kicking out, the witch is intertwined. It actually produced a terrible fire, as if burning.

The trajectory of the entire attack, Zhou Cheng had already seen it, hurriedly closed his hands and prepared to resist. Unfortunately, the action was always slow, and the move was not finished, and he was kicked by the center nest.

No matter how strong the defense is, there are also time to be broken. The turtlers who have persisted for a long time have temporarily lost their effects. The defense power is greatly reduced. In addition, the adverse reactions make Zhou Cheng finally injured.

The injury was not mild, and the pain on his body was extremely painful, making Zhou Cheng almost faint.

But if it is a fair battle, it will be lost to the opponent, but in this case. I did not lose to Meng Yan, but lost to the insidious priest.

Then, then

Can't lose, there must be a way, you must find a way.

A sip of depression was filled with Zhou Cheng's heart, as if he was deadlier, let him stand up hard and restore his soberness.

With Xuanyuan Mingdao's eyes, I felt that the opponent's attack came again. In a hurry, a punch was bombarded. Unfortunately, it was still slower and was hit again.

The blood in the mouth vomited madly, leaving a touch of red in the dark void, and the situation was worrying.

"Haha, but so, without the means that you ca n’t see people, you are not the opponent of my witch." Meng Yan made two consecutive fights, very proud.

Zhou Cheng suddenly had an unparalleled speed because of that dark thing that day. In addition, the priest said that it was not Zhou Cheng's own power.

Finally recovered the scene, the joy in my heart could not be described.

I wanted to stand up with my chest, I could only kneel in the void in the end. Zhou Cheng coughed a few times, and said with a hatred with a hatred: "What is a means of seeing people, your priest knows more clearly than me. You think you think you think.

Can you win your own skills? Tianda jokes. The victory is not martial arts, and it is still proud, it is really a brainless witch. "

During the talk, the hand covered on the chest took all the blood dripping from the mouth, and then urged the five elements to continuously enter the five elements. At the same time, the frozen exercise method slowly frozen the blood.

He was unwilling to admit defeat in this way. Such purgatory came over, but he lost in this kind of unsightly means. He was too aggrieved. No one would be willing.

Maybe it was really too dependent on the rust sword, but it is undeniable that his strongest is not the fist, but the sword move. Even if he does not rely on the rust sword, the power of the sword move is much larger than the fist.

Wuqi Dragon Soldier is his strongest move today, and the speed is far better than other means. Maybe you can follow the opponent's attack.

I can't worsen the injury, otherwise the dead wood is running automatically, and it is of course running. When the time arrives, I will be the fish on the cutting board, and it will be slaughtered.

There is only one chance, but only once, as long as you hit, you will have the opportunity to defeat.

All you need is a sword. If others don't give it, you can only do it yourself.

"Dead to the end, dare to slander the priest, I want to crush you inch." Meng Yan slowly came over with anger.

Zhou Cheng immediately hummed: "Do you think you are really true? Don't think about it, so many people you can't get me on the day, but you can be unscathed today. I was used by your priests with evil merits.

After a year of infringing, otherwise, is it qualified to fight me by you?

He needs a little time, and he can only find a way to delay.

Meng Yan was slightly stunned. He did not think about it. The person in front of him seemed to be much weaker than that day. But he thought slightly, and finally did not question the big priests. It was the spiritual leader of the witch, and no one was allowed to doubt.

"Oblock away! Go to death!"

Meng Yan yelled, exhausted his strength, and punched it.

"You are right!"

Zhou Cheng also yelled, and a ice sword appeared in his hand, but blood condensed and exhausted all his strength. "