Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

When the sword stone hit, a quasi-god realm turned into a pile of bones.

Everyone was as stunned as a chicken, so scared that he had no body, and straightened his teeth.

If Liang Fei used this sword stone to deal with them, it would not be as simple as dying one or two people, and all of them would not be enough.

"Not ready to roll yet, waiting for me to chop you one by one?" Liang Fei burst into a drink, his voice was loud and powerful, but there was some lack of confidence in his heart, because he had no backhand.

The outbreak of the sword stone also destroyed the thunder tree and turned it into sawdust. And his water power can't exert much power in this snowy land.

"I'll withdraw first." A monk stepped back.

Yibao is important, but small life is more important.

"Slow, there is no backhand on him."

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded, even facing the sharp edge of Liang Fei.

It is the Nanyang descending head, Lord Serpent, who coils a giant snake on his shoulder.

In his eyes, he jumped fiercely, and gazed darkly, staring at Liang Fei.

Upon hearing his words, all the monks who were about to withdraw stopped, and their eyes glowed again.

"Really? If you are not afraid of death, you can come and try it!" Liang Fei smiled slightly, straightened his backbone, pretending to be fearless, mysterious.

"He's bluffing, and there is no backhand. Let's go together and kill him. There are all kinds of colorful treasures in the ice cave, and there must be strange treasures. Everyone who shoots has a share of the precious treasures." The Serpent Lord shouted.

While talking, the snake on his shoulder jumped out of the air, spit out the scarlet snake letter, and rushed towards Liang Fei.

"Okay, come together and kill him!"

The Ghost Witch King also started, holding a white bone in his hand. Under the urging of the mana, the black gas surged, and the voice of thousands of ghosts wailed.

"Little boy, it's time to eat."

The ghost mother-in-law smiled and shook his long sleeves, and a ghost boy flew out of the sleeve gun.

Other monks also shot.

After all, the possible treasures in the ice caves are too attractive for them.

"Grasp!"

Seeing such a battle, Liang Fei couldn't help but burst into a swear word, then turned around and ran into the ice cave.

Although the temperature in the ice cave is too low, it is likely to freeze him, but it is better than being eaten by poisonous beasts and evil spirits.

"Hahaha, when I saw it, I said he didn't have a backhand, it was just a bluff. He rushed in and killed him." The Serpent Lord smiled proudly.

The one-eyed old man died, and he is now clearly the head of a group of people, and even the ghost king and ghost mother-in-law sell his face.

But just as a group of people were about to rush into the ice cave, a voice came from behind them and said, "Let ’s get away! There are strange treasures here, and you can't get them."

It's a male voice, very magnetic, very arrogant, and nobody's eyes.

A group of monks could not help listening to their anger from their hearts, wishing to split the goods.

But when they turned back, they were all stunned, and Mo said to do it, and they dare not even say rude things.

I saw a very young man approaching, blond, handsome, carrying a golden spear, with blood beads on the front of the spear, permeating murderous horror, apparently just killed.

He was wearing a suit of cold armor, surging with blood, and faintly haunted by his whole body. His eyes were as knives, cold and attractive, and very aggressive.

The son of the Pantheon, Aden, came. Several entourages followed him, all powerful masters, and even among the twelve deities of the Pantheon.

When this person appeared, everyone in the field was trembling.

"Master God, the depths of the small world will not allow me to wait for the casual repairs to get involved, you have to interject in this outer boundary, it is too overbearing." Lord Serpent suddenly said.

After all, he is a Venerable Master, Grand Master of the Xuan Realm, and he still has a hint of rebuttal.

"What the **** are you and dare to contradict me?" God Son sneered.

Huh!

Suddenly, the spear in his hand was thrown like a javelin, as if it were a golden practice. The spear's front brought a dazzling blood light, penetrated the void, and pierced the heart of His Holiness the Serpent.

The spear broke through, too fast, like a golden light flying, dazzling and dazzling.

puff!

Lord Serpent had no time to dodge, and was pierced by a spear.

Huh!

The Serpent Lord was taken up by a spear and flew up to a distance of tens of meters. He was eventually nailed to the iceberg behind him.

The spear trembled, and under the light of the colorful elemental magnetic **** light, it seemed like a peerless murderer, flowing out of the heart-warming forest.

Tick, Tick!

The hot blood dripped and reddened the iceberg. Although the sound was not loud, it was shocking.

There was a dead silence in the audience. All the people were stunned and almost scared to death.

The Son of God said that killing kills is too powerful.

"Master God said that you could get away, can't you be deaf?" A beautiful female entourage behind God Son said suddenly, aggressive and with very fierce eyes.

The monks stepped back, this Lord really can't mess with it!

"Mad, it's too arrogant. If it wasn't for the prestige of his father, God King, he would be something."

"Yeah, there will definitely not be a good end to bullshit."

...

Some monks were dissatisfied and complained.

Puff puff!

Suddenly, among the retreating monks, several blood rays splashed out, all of them bursting out of a large blood hole.

"Seeing nothing, this is the end of the chewing tongue. As an ant, you must have ants' consciousness." The **** son held a **** spear, his voice was cold, but his expression was calm, as if killing one. Ants, no pressure at all ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ No one dares to talk anymore at last. All of them are trembling, but they must have greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of God.

Just then, the abnormality protruded.

Hum!

A cold light suddenly appeared, killing and biting.

A ghostly figure appeared abruptly on the iceberg, and he jumped down with a bang, holding a crystal clear blue lightsaber and chopping head-to-head against the godson standing below.

"Son son, come here!"

The man screamed, murderous and terrifying.

The lightsaber in his hand was actually condensed by the cold. One sword was split, and the endless ice cold surged in. The sword was soaring and stretched for dozens of feet. It seemed like a peerless excalibur. Overhead.

All pupils contracted sharply, and the scalp was numb.

This man's speed is too fast. He shot fiercely and killed in one hit. It should have been lying in an ambush here, hiding on the iceberg, waiting for the **** son to come from the throne.

Everyone thought of the same person at the same time, the Chinese rewarding the murderer.

This sword is shocking, weeping ghosts, all people ask themselves, if they change to themselves, they can't dodge at all.

What everyone didn't expect was that, just in this flash of light, the godson pulled the beautiful female entourage standing next to him and blocked the sword for him.

"God, son ..."

The pretty woman followed the despair and couldn't believe it.

puff!

With one sword, a peerless beauty turned into a cold body.

Huh!

The Son of God punched another punch, hitting the sword's edge, and smashing the sword's awn, but in the end, a wound was cut open on the chest, and Yin Hong's blood flowed out.

However, it didn't matter, his life was saved.