Prehistoric life

Zulong was furious, and Marshal White Tiger did not avoid. In his hand, he killed the rolling wind thunder in his hand and fight hard with the light of the world of 36 Dinghai Dragon Ball.

The wind and thunder burst, the light of the world was sprayed and the lava boiled.

"King White Tiger, there is no Chen Pan today, and who else can save you!" Zulong roared, thirty -six Dinghai dragon beads hovered to fly out, turned into a diameter of 10,000 meters, circled, covering 10,000 miles, blocking a piece

space.

Marshal White Tiger was not afraid, and sneered: "Why do I need to be someone else to save, but to the end, but the death of Gu Tianyu can die, what about my white tiger to die?

Maybe I can see you on her face! "

"Ah!" Zulong was furious, a piece of dragon scales inverted, and the whole person became like a fierce beast who chose a person.

"White Tiger, you must break your corpse today!"

In the madness, the thirty -six Dinghai Dragon Ball made the light of the thirty -six world gathered into a bouquet, and took a picture of Marshal White Tiger.

Then, then

Marshal White Tiger threw a big knife in his hand, condensing the power of the wind and thunder, and it was shrouded in the spirit of sharp gold.

The Yueyue Dajie is not the fairy king and the soldiers, but the thirty -six Dinghai Dragon Ball is the day after tomorrow. I do n’t know what the Marshal White Tiger used it.

The tiger's palm waved, condensed the qi of Ruijin. Jin Guang was shot, and he fought with the Wushuangbaquan fiercely.

Wushuang war is turbulent. Jin Rui's qi is surging, impacted each other. Without rejection, the golden light flickering, the two fists seem to be turned into the sun stars above nine days, making it difficult to look directly.

At the beginning of the sound of fluttering, Marshal White Tiger Marshal fascinates the wings of thunder and wings, wind and thunderous, like a tide, and the ancestral dragon for tens of thousands of steps.

Marshal White Tiger stepped forward, gathered the tiger's claws. It urged Ruijin's qi and was extremely sharp. He left a claw mark directly in the void and killed the past.

Loudly laughed in the mouth: "In the past, I heard that Dragon Mother marries others in order to save you 36 brothers, and if it is not a wedding banquet, this marriage is afraid that it will become. Now that you see you nine children look strange, you don’t know this

Is the seed left at that time! "

"Ah!" Zulong was furious, his eyes turned into blood, and he couldn't scold him anymore. I just wanted to erase the Marshal White Tiger.

The arrogant of the heart, rather than dying, is unwilling to fall, Zulong is definitely a representative. And more shameful than this is to bless a woman. It is even more difficult to accept.

In the past, he lost his hand of Pangu, and the blade was added, and Zulong never had any thoughts of begging for mercy. Only his wife had the old and Pangu. Begging for death, so that Pan Gu let go of his life.

This is justified. After all, it is defeated by the hand of Pangu, and now it is nothing. But then there are other monks who have suffered a lot of vitality. Forcing his wife to marry almost, it is regarded as the biggest in this life.

shame.

The nine sons of the dragon are not Zulong's parent -child. Some people have long been legendary. Now Marshal White Tiger made an article on this matter and blamed it in the last era. Even if he knew it was impossible, Zu Long was completely furious.

In the roar, the two huge figures killed a ball again, and the war and sharpness were shot. Two fairy kings who could represent the strongest fighting power of the demon tribe fought like a fierce beast.

"Oh!"

With a giant roar, Zulong split out, condensed the gas turning into a golden sword, and cut it down at Marshal White Tiger.

"Oh!"

Marshal Baihu also shouted: "It's better than the sharp spirit, your Golden Dragon King is still far behind!"

The same palm of the palm is a knife, greeted directly, a roar, the golden light was broken, and the huge figure of Marshal White Tiger was so towering, and Zulong vomited blood and retreated.

"How can I ..." Zulong lost his eyes. He couldn't believe that he was really the blood of the dragon, and he had the day after tomorrow. He couldn't fight the marshal who was injured in the same realm. It was absurd.

The Shi Feng and Suzaku King on the side are also dazzling, especially the king of Suzaku, who is the strongest who is the most powerful, which has always been the focus of discussion. Nowadays, there is already a conclusion.

Xuanwu is dead, but not considered. Even if there is no death, it is between himself in Bo Zhong. Now a injured white tiger can still retreat Zulong. As long as Xuanwu has no other person's adversity that he does not know, this strongest nature is not.

The white tiger is.

At this time, Zhou Cheng was slightly closer, and he was also shocked for the situation in front of the battle.

I do n’t know who the Marshal of the previous life is. It seems that it is not only having hatred with Pangu, but also hostile to Zulong. But there is no doubt that his temperament is very different from the Marshal of the White Tiger in this life.

The Marshal of the White Tiger's White Tiger is a thick person. From all kinds of rumors, it is the kind of fighting with people. It is very different.

It is even more to unveil the opponent's scars and make Zulong's state of chaos.

This resentment must not be authentic. After all, the situation in front of him is worrying. It can be naturally beneficial to him, but it still makes Zhou Cheng feel weird.

Approaching the ancestral dragon quickly, the white tiger laughed: "You have never achieved the supreme, how can the understanding of power be better than me! The opponents of the past were gone, so I will use your flesh to wash the dust for me."

During the talk, a mad thunder was killed like a rage dragon, and the Qinglong king flew back with thunder and electricity. The thunder stick in his hand swept away directly at the Yueyue knife.

The unbeaten Yueyue Da knife was immediately opened by the thunderbolt.

"ah!"

Marshal White Tiger groaned, the light of each world was terrible, as if it was burning in the sun, and the whole body burned the whole body, which disappeared.

Immediately let the Zulong, the body retreats, avoid the light of the world.

"What are you doing? Do you think this is a ring? If it fails today, it will be more than that in the future, it will be more than my true dragon leading the family!" The King of Qing Dynasty shouted loudly at Shi Feng and Suzaku King.

The strength of Marshal Baihu exceeded everyone's expectations, for fear of entering the situation of the emperor. Once the Juye was relieved today, even if there was no Kirin heart, the situation would be unpredictable in the future.

Shi Feng's expression was complicated, and his heart was regretful, but things have reached such fields, and it is impossible to rearrack. When the fire clouds are about to shake in the hands, you are ready to make a shot.

King Suzaku also condensed the fire in both hands, and was ready for battle.

Suddenly, when I heard a click, there was a crack on the huge blood cells in the sky, and it began to spread quickly. (Undead to be continued ..