Reading to Become a God

Thinking of this, the ten sandbags in front of me seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. The ashes suddenly tightened, my soles stepped, and the sound of whistling rushed to the top.

They rushed forward at the same time, with huge power spreading on their bodies, and the power of the whole body spread outward from the outside, and in the case of overspeed, even made the yellow sand on both sides of the legs begin to fly freely, they ran very fast, the legs were out of the sand, and the whole person looked strange, as if there were no legs.

Facing the screams of ten sandstorms, his brain suddenly became bigger, but now the situation is urgent, he can't bear to think too much.

There was a tooth, and the power that was pressed in the body suddenly thundered and exploded, just like a bomb exploded in the body, and the power was born, centered on the body of the bully.

This power just started, instead of turning it into a physical attack, the bully concentrated all its power in the chest, and after a little power had been built up, it suddenly broke out with a blush in the eyes.

"Ah!"

A loud noise erupted from the top of his head, and when the sound came into contact with the air, it seemed to produce a reaction, a circle of actual power, like a ripple, in the calm air, the bombing went on circle after circle.

At the same time, the sandman did not know fear, he was still a tiger, moving forward one after another, both of them collided, only to hear the sharp sound, they hit the sandstorm without a dead angle, and they did not stop, and directly scattered.

The body of the sandbox began to slowly shrink, first on the cheek, then on the neck, but the sandbox did not want to stop at all, it still stretched out its son and continued to move forward.

But such a scene stopped only after a while, the sandbag had not climbed up, and the pace began to stagger, and finally, the Buddha was the only force that was frozen, and they finally stopped, and before the fist hit it, they had disappeared and turned into a pile of yellow sand.

He said he was satisfied with the result of being able to defeat all the sandmen.

But Ye Chen was very happy to come back, but he knew that the puzzle had not been solved yet, so he quickly looked up and looked in front, and found that Wei Guoshi didn't know when to stand with Mu Rongmo, and my eyes were evil.

"Well." In the cold hum, he showed his inner anger, and he looked at himself as if he was broken by this bully. He was very angry.

Ye Chen was unwilling to show a weak look, and the two sides met in the air, and there was a spark of anger in the silk. The wind was quiet for a while, and Ye Chen knew that the next war would be more intense, so he clenched his fist again, using the only remaining strength.

"I look down on you," he said. "I am proud of you." After the guard's voice sounded, my body did not move, but I gently raised my right hand, as if it was calling something.

Suddenly, Ye Chen had an ominous premonition, at this time, he came to the ground and started to move again, and made a sound without waiting for him to shake.

In the morning, a wave of violence broke out in the valley.

Suddenly, there was a chill in the back of the head, and the back of the head just pulled, how could there be such a pile again! He made a rough calculation and found that this time there were no less than 20 sandstorms, and his strength was no less than the previous sandstorm. He felt a chill in his heart. There were more than 20 percussion masters. What should I do?