Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

Under Antonio's turbulent blade storm combat skills, Meng Yao's resistance is very ineffective, and he can only passively defend, relying on the holy garment of the ice soul, and relying on the ice-based ability. She froze herself again and again, covering layers of ice outside her body to resist the strangulation of the chaos.

The process was extremely difficult and dangerous, but she finally survived.

Not only does her Apparition Cloak resist physical damage, the energy attack of the cursed system can also be well defended.

In addition, her Taiyin **** Thunder practiced successfully, Lei Fa broke through all kinds of ways, and even restrained the energy that can curse the system.

Therefore, the curse of negative energy did not hurt her.

"You're not dead!" Antonio frightened.

At the moment when the eyes were opposite, both of them went mad, because life and death are in the front line, either you die or I live.

Antonio took the lead in violent uprising, and it was so difficult that he once again lifted the blade of the fallen angel and slashed at Meng Yao. There were several blood holes in his body, and blood was flowing, but he couldn't care less.

when!

The purple electric thunder knife hurled out of the sky, driven by the idea, and confronted the fallen angel's blade. Meng Yao also followed the violent uprising, and the ice crystal feathers that were almost smashed on both sides were turned into two-handed knife wheels, which strangled Antonio.

This is a confrontation between electric light and flint. No one can help.

when!

The purple electric thunder knife was swept away by the fallen angel's blade. The two-handed knife wheels transformed by Mengyao Bingjing Fei also cut into Antonio's body, flew flesh and blood for a while.

"Damn! How dare you kill me?" Antonio growled.

The blade of the fallen angel in his hand brought a sharp killing mang, rolled up, and cut to Meng Yao.

"Dead!" Meng Yao spit out Yukou in a simple word, Mori cut through the bone, and patted the cut wound on Antonio's body with one palm.

In her palms, a lunar thunder ball shone like a super artillery battle was detonated, and contained a terrifying destructive power.

Weakness, aging, slowness ...

Curses were thrown from the Feizhou battleship, flying towards Meng Yao.

"stop!"

"Witch, how dare you stop it?"

"Do you dare to kill me and teach the knights? This is a great sin!"

...

In the roar of roar, another figure jumped from the battleship.

But it was too late to stop Meng Yao's powerful offensive.

puff!

The yin thunder ball in Mengyao's palm was shot into Antonio's wound and poured into his body.

"Ahhhhh ..."

Antonio's heartbreaking scream, the horrible thunder was washing in his body like a tsunami, and instantly his whole body glowed like a little sun, hot and hot.

Bang!

In the shocking and shocking eyes of countless people, a thunder rang through the world, and the figure of a mighty shore turned into a flying ash.

After all, he fell and became the shortest-lived **** knight in history.

At this moment, the world is cold!

The young disciple ’s female disciple actually killed the Holy Knights of the Holy See. This result surprised many people.

The scene was a dead silence, and then it boiled.

The Holy See was angry, and the entire Western world was also angry.

"Kill the witch and take revenge on the knight!"

"Dare to kill the knight of the gods, you will never redeem your sins, and pay with your humble life!"

"The Holy Knight is not only the Holy Knight of the Holy See, but also the head of the Holy Crusaders. I propose that all the churches in the West should work together to meet this witch!"

"Slay the Witch, Crusades, and swept Middle-Earth!"

...

In a moment, I saw swords, swords, lightning, flames, beams ..., various attacks bombarded Mengyao in all directions, and a large sky of riots and devastating atmosphere covered the sky.

Mengyao tried his best to fan the wings of ice crystals, perform the glide steps, and escape at a rapid speed. But attacks followed, leaving her life at stake.

"I see who dare to shoot? This is a fair battle, life and death, do you really want to treat the agreement as a piece of waste paper?" Xiao Qingtian roared, holding a dragon gun, rushed into the field and was going Save Meng Yao.

Zhao Tianlong, the real person without boundaries, Sima Xuankong, Liang Fei, and some people who could not see the Middle Earth Road, also rushed out.

Wow!

The blood family Su Lao also shot, a chain of blood flew out, like a swimming blood snake, swept away Xiao Qingtian.

Above that chain, scarlet blood lingered, and the sound of cries and wailing was endless, as if from the **** of a horror.

Hell chains, bondage!

He did the trick again.

when!

Suddenly, in the middle of the journey, a peach flying sword came flying and chopped a solid on the chain of hell. Although it failed to split the chain, the direction of the chain was deviated.

An old man wearing a yellow gossip robe, black cloth fringing, wearing a road hat, about a year old, rushed out of the spectators from the east side. It was the Maoshan school that taught the three Taoists.

The **** old man was furious and yelled, "You, a little realm in the realm, dare to do anything to me !?"

boom!

With a wave of the old clan cannon, a blood-like training session washed over Mao Sandao, wherever he went, all the trees were withered, and the hard rocky ground was washed out of a deep groove. Corroded to black.

The realms of the two are too different. Mao Sandao is a real person at the pinnacle of the mysterious realm. He has never been able to take that step and fail to achieve the **** state. The blood family stays in the old-fashioned state of God, which means that the blood is dry, and killing a real person in a mysterious realm is as simple as stepping on an ant.

In the face of the **** generals of the old blood family Su Lao, Mao Sandao did not dare to rush forward, and quickly evaded himself. However, his speed was too slow, and he couldn't escape far, and the Blood River practised like a flood beast.

Mao Sandao's feelings of despair arose.

Just then, a purple gas swept up suddenly, and the blood races of the old blood race were washed away cleanly.

It is the secret technique of Ziwei Tao taught by Ziwei Tao.

"Thanks to Zixiao Zhang for teaching him to rescue each other." Mao Sandao thanked him.

"No. You and I join forces to show the old western devils a little color." Zi Xiaodao's long war is high.

Under the leadership of Mao Sandao and Zixiao Dao, many people in my Middle Tudao shot.

"Mr. Jiu Xuan, you see that all the other teachers have shot. Are we going to do it?" A Longhushan disciple asked Mrs. Jiu Xuan.

Jiu Xuan Tai responded to him with a cold look. All the disciples in Longhushan were trembling and no one dared to raise their hands again.

This is a big dogfight between the east and west, and it is rare to see it for hundreds of years.

In the battlefield, Xiao Qingtian was too powerful, and shot the Paladin Angus's axe with a shot. Arnold, another paladin who came to the rescue, was also vulnerable, and his left shoulder was pierced, revealing his sensible bones.

Although they are both gods, they are inferior to Xiao Qingtian after all, and they are far from Xiao Qingtian's combat experience.

Xiao Qingtian alone can hold up a sky, the world is brave, no one can strike.

The Orientals in the field all had hot eyes, and raised high respect to Xiao Qingtian in their hearts.

This is the true Warriors, the backbone of the country.

"Who is insulting my Holy See disciples?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the horizon.

As I saw, a holy light ran across the sky, paving a avenue of holy light, and a giant shore shrouded in holy light came forward, one step was thousands of feet.

"this is?"

Countless people looked up and looked up at the sky.

It was a figure like a god, shrouded in Shenghui all over the body, blurred and unclear. However, the powerful man at the level of the divine realm is able to see a trace of true shape when operating his eyesight.

The visitor was a majestic middle-aged man with bright black hair and a face like a crown jade, wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a purple gold royal robe, carrying a huge holy cross sword, as deep as the deep sea. Test, as if a **** of heaven came to life, majestic.

The Jiuxuan of Longhu Mountain sank into his eyes, vaguely guessing who was coming out, and his heart was cold for a while.

In the void, before the figure arrived, he clicked a finger.

Hum!

The void collapsed, and a huge finger wrapped around the infinite Shenghui, heavier than a mountain, and the unrivaled power of destruction rushed to Xiao Qingtian's presence in an instant.

Click!

Puff puff!

Xiao Qingtian flew down, his chest flesh was blurred, I don't know how many ribs were broken, and a large **** piece.

"This, this, how is this possible?" Countless people were shocked.

How brave Xiao Qingtian was just now, everyone saw it, almost unmatched.

Such a powerful existence can't bear the finger of a visitor. How powerful the visitor must be. It is too frightening to imagine.

"The Pope, is the Pope of the Holy See, and has made the earth immortal."

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess that such a powerful existence can only be the Pope of the Holy See.

He practiced with the belief in sentient beings, and was not limited by the exhaustion of the heaven and earth. He had been rumored to break through the earth immortal. He never thought that the rumor was true. Now he really broke through the earth immortal.

He was an old man, breaking through the earth immortal, Shou Yuan doubled and became a majestic middle-aged man.

Once Dixian came out, who was fighting?

Western spectators in the field cheered into a movie, and many more fell to their knees, worshiped, and their eyes were wild and sincere.

And my Eastern spectators are all silent, with a heart sinking into the bottom, how ugly and ugly their faces are.

The giant finger discovered by the pope marched into victory, as if an Optimus God pillar, no one could resist, and Xiao Qingtian was crushed to death with one finger.

Huh!

Just then ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A sharp killing of the mang broke into the air, like breaking through time and space from the ancient earth, and it was chopped on a finger pointed out by the old pope of the Holy See.

Click!

The giant finger burst instantly!

Suddenly, the hustle and bustle of the scene was dead.

"Who is shooting?"

The same question haunted everyone at the same time.

Alas!

In the void, a sound of a bird sounded, shocking the sky.

It was a huge condor, covered with black scale feathers, coming from the air, and a figure stood on its wide back.

It was Blackscale Eagle and Taro Miyamoto who arrived.

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