Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

This is a starry night. The moonlight is soft and falls like water. The whole world seems to be covered with a holy gauze.

Above the ruined Brahma city, the main hall of heaven is still shining brightly, the ritual is thin, the rain is falling, the chanting sounds are singing, grand and vast.

Rumble!

Above the main hall of heaven, a huge storm of vitality was surging like a sky-covering cover, and a flash of lightning struck inside, and a thunder exploded, and the terror reached the extreme, attracting everyone's attention.

The onlookers at the scene listened to the pope's chanting and accepted the baptism of light rain, just like being brainwashed, in a state of physical and mental emptiness. Now with a thunder and thunder in the vitality storm, the onlookers woke up one after another.

Many people think this is a condemnation. Thundercloud Storm is aimed at the young devil.

However, some monks don't think so, and all have bad hunches.

Unconsciously, Ye Tian stopped in the city for five days, and many monks came here. Of course, there are some people with bad intentions.

Although the United Army has imposed martial law on the city of Vatican and blocked it, ordinary people cannot enter and leave freely, but the monks who can fly away are not under control. They come and go as soon as they want.

At this moment, in the dark, I don't know how many pairs of monks' eyes are watching, there is a surprise and a panic.

"Strange, is it really a fairy tale?"

"Break through the earth immortal and have to cross the thunder. It's really fresh from his mother."

"Compared to crossing the thunder, I think this is a condemnation."

"There are records in the ancient books of my family. Some powerful monks in the ancient times had to cross the Thunder Tribulation when they broke through the Dixian. And once they successfully survived the Thunder Tribulation, they were much stronger than the Dixian who did not."

"Yes, there are similar records in the ancient books I teach. The Dixian is divided into three grades, the lower grade, the middle grade, and the upper grade. Only the top grade Dixian has to survive thunder robbery, and is eligible to go through the thunder robbery.

"Damn it! According to you, is this the young demon king to be a high-grade fairy?"

"If you want to stop him, or this guy breaks through, then it will be troublesome. No one on this star can check it."

"The Paradise Hall is so solid that it can't rush in, how can it be stopped?"

"It can't be stopped directly, then we can stop it indirectly, creating a huge disturbance wave, interrupting his enlightenment and preventing him from successfully crossing the robbery."

"You can also start his disciples and distract him."

...

Among the monks' discussion, a figure had been shot on a tower in the city of Vatican, and turned into a golden rainbow, soaring into the sky.

He was holding a gold long whip, which was infused with surging mana. The gold long whip was shining brightly, violently twitching, and a thundering thunder sounded, bringing up a golden light training, and the momentum was shocking.

It was the old patriarch of the Golden Family, Carlos.

"Brother Francis, when will you help me to abuse? Not yet open the door to heaven!" Carlos yelled loudly, as if a lion roared, and the eardrums of a group of people swelled.

He is tall and majestic, his skin is bronze, and the golden armor of his body flows cold, and his momentum is extremely pressing, pressing down on the temple of heaven like a mountain.

The pope is still chanting and ignores it.

"The old patriarch of the Golden Family, since you want to fight, how about I come with you?"

Accompanied by another thunderous voice, another figure rose into the sky, majestic and magnificent, hunted in a black robe, and two eyes like a bottomless abyss, revealing the aggressiveness and aggressiveness of the tyrant.

Qiang!

Xiao Qingtian squeezed the fiery halberd with both hands, and spurted out suddenly. A hundred feet slashed the ground apart, punctured the darkness, and a straight long mark broke in the void, and almost immediately punctured Carlos.

"Hua Guo's old **** of war, you can't bear it anymore."

laugh!

The golden long whip in Carlos's hand swept violently, and a golden whip whizzed out like a horse. If a golden light curtain divided the world into two, the crossbar was before Baizhang killed the mans.

Bang!

The golden horse whip shadow and the Baizhang mangling fiercely confront each other, making a tremendous loud noise, and they all die together, annihilating everything, turning into a terrible energy storm.

"You help the tyrannical, act as a tiger, stand on the opposite side of the world, and be jealous!" Carlos shouted.

He had rushed to the main hall of heaven, and now he had to fight Xiao Qingtian first, and attacked fiercely.

"It's a big tone, can you represent the world? Your gold family is claiming to be a defender, but it's just bullying the world. For the benefit of your gold family, how many evil acts have been secretly done, how many disputes have been caused, and how many have been caused. The innocent die, only you know it. "Xiao Qingtian spoke against each other.

"A lot of nonsense. Dare to slander my golden family. You can only die by dying today."

"What a strong reason, dare you dare to say?"

"My golden family acts, how can you say a Chinese ant in three ways? Go to death!" Carlos was furious, and the terrible killing was like a flood of water, which made the onlookers jump and feel a kind of suffocation.

咻咻 咻!

The golden long whip twitched like lightning, bringing up the whip of the sky, and finally gathered into a complete golden storm, whistling away at Xiao Qingtian.

Each whip shadow is a wind blade, but it is more terrible than the real steel war sword. It is dozens of feet long and peerless. It cuts the void into a crack, and the meat grinder is madly strangling Xiao Qingtian.

"Golden whip, storm blade cutting, terrible!"

Countless people exclaimed, seeing the scalp tingling, but at a long distance, there was an illusion of being delayed.

"Carved Bug Little Skill!"

He heard Xiao Qingtian say this, not afraid.

Buzz!

The surging mana instilled, the fierce battle halberd hummed, the inner sacred mark was revived, the radiant glow was blooming, and the thick killing mansions at the tip of the halberd were uncertain.

This is the legendary sacred soldier of the Holy See. Ye Tian succeeded from the **** knight, erased the brand of the Holy See, and presented it to Xiao Qingtian.

After several consecutive days of sacrifices, a bit of hard work has been merged. Xiao Qingtian can now control this Paladin with great flexibility.

Qiang!

The emptiness trembles ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The fierce battle halberd is full of light, turning into a pole-breaking **** soldier, piercing the sky and earth, collapsing the sky, and the stormy sky, the whiplash storm that came from all over the world was suddenly pierced by a big hole hole.

Xiao Qingtian, as if killing the gods, launched a fierce offensive, and passed through the hole in a blink of an eye, and the halberd stabbed in front of Carlos's heart.

"Damn it!" Carlos' pupils shrank suddenly and his face changed wildly.

Between the flashlights, he raised his hand, a gold shield flew out, and then flashed back.

Boom!

With a bang, the golden shield failed to even fully unfold, and was stabbed by the halberd of World War One.

In an instant, War Halberd approached the heart again.

when!

Carlos had to raise his hand to block, shocked the halberd, but a big hand was bloody.

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