Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

boom!

Ye Tian punched him as if an earthquake had occurred and the ground under his feet shook violently.

His fist glowed, carrying a sky of golden air, as if a galaxy of stars practised in the sky, so strong that it made people palpitate.

The old slave was also very strong, even without fear of Ye Tian's **** fist, he took the initiative to greet him.

After all, he is a quasi-god, and is still a vampire clan born with bloodline power, and has the courage to fight a human land.

I saw that it seemed that a secret gate in his body had opened, and a sudden burst of horror broke out, the momentum rose rapidly, the joints crackled, muscles were inflated, and the robes on his body were cracked. Feet-long cavities protrude from the corner of the mouth, and the eyes are instantly congested, as if two magic lamps, two blood awns vacate the eyes several feet.

His fist was glowing with blood, and his fist was blown out. The sound of the fist was sharp and harsh, breaking through at least twice the speed of sound, and it was absolutely terrifying.

"Is this the bloodline power inspired by the vampire clan, it's terrible!"

The crowd of onlookers were startled, all eyes widened.

At this moment, the old slaves of the blood tribe had inspired the bloodline power. Where was there a little aging, it was clear that a prehistoric tyrannosaurus was overbearing.

Bang!

I heard a loud noise, as if two meteorites collided, and a large cave sank on the ground. The fist turned into a horrible storm sweeping in all directions.

In the diffuse smoke, an old slave flew out.

"It seems that there is only half a step between the quasi-god state and the **** state. In fact, there is no way to make up for the blood-powered gods across a natural line." The Witch King shook his head slowly and said slowly.

"Yes, there are so many monks stuck in quasi-god realm in history. They can't take this last half step in their lives." The ghost mother-in-law nodded.

They were not surprised that the **** slaves were blown away by Ye Tian, ​​because the strength of the two was different.

Ye Tian narrowed his eyes, and looked a little surprised.

He punched a lot of strength, a mountain can be broken, and the fist of the blood tribe was intact, only a string of blood beads spilled out, which surprised him.

"The physical body of the vampire is really tyrannical. It can be called a natural physical King Kong, which can be comparable to the master of the human race." He thought in his mind, showing a little praise.

This is the superiority brought by the bloodline. Vampires are born with the ability to practice the master, and how difficult it is for the human race to be a master.

Among the thousands of stars, there are countless powerful blood races. Some are born with various golden bodies, various holy bodies, and various divine fetuses. They are comparable to congenital, Jindan, and even Yuanying. On the road, ordinary people were left behind.

"Blazing soul!"

Another old slave held an ancient copper lamp, blew it open, the wick exploded, and a turquoise fire flared up like a flash flood that swept Ye Tian.

The monks on the sidelines were turbulent and kept backing.

They were not burned by the flames, they were only irritated by the dim green flames, and their heads were cracking, and the spirits sent forth bursts of burning pain, as if they were being roasted by flames.

"This is a sacred fire made by the sacrifice of human souls. The temperature is not high and it does little harm to human bodies, but it is fatal to the spirits. Once it is ignited, such as the cheekbones, it is impossible to fight it. Until the human soul is burned to ashes. The blood race can't think of mastering this kind of anti-celestial evil. "The ghost and witch king Kankan said, his expression was very dignified.

They have similar cults, so they know more about them.

"Your fire is not strong enough, I'll help you to add a fire." Ye Tian smiled and laughed.

As he saw, his eyes suddenly glowed, burning fiercely, burning two clusters of golden flames.

puff! puff!

The two clusters of flames became more and more burning, suddenly sprayed out, and turned into two pillars of heavenly fire, like two golden fire dragons. The void was exploded by the burning, roaring over the old slave holding a copper lamp.

This is the chaotic golden flame, the temperature is high enough to melt off the steel instantly.

As the two fire dragons passed, the soil on the ground turned into magma.

The turbulent green fire spewed out of the copper lamp was suddenly dissipated by the golden flames, as if the trickle and the violent waves confronted, it was not enough to watch.

The golden flame swept over the sky, whistling away and swallowing away the brass slave.

The bronze lamp old slave almost didn't scare him to death, he had no time to run.

The **** witch was standing next to the old bronze lamp slave, and she was about to be caught in the pond fish.

Between the lights and flint, a **** witch flew out of his hand, hung above his head, and drew a **** light curtain, protecting him and the old bronze lamp slave.

It was the blood soul bead that many monks recognized.

A few times before the meeting against Sima Xuankong, the **** witch used this magic weapon once to save the life of the **** son.

The Blood Soul Pearl is blood red and crystal-clear, like a **** agate. Legend has it that it was sacrifice with the essence of a fairy and the soul.

Bang!

The two fire dragons rushed onto the blood-colored light curtain, but they were really blocked. It is Ye Tian who urges mana to strengthen the fire, but also cannot penetrate this path as if.

Can't help but squint the corner of his eyes, curious about this magic weapon of the **** witch.

In the blood-colored light curtain, the **** witch looks proud, smiles at the corners of her mouth, and the white body flickers with crystal luster, just like the goddess descending from heaven, which is unreal.

"Juvenile devil, I will give you another chance to choose. Are you really going to be against my bloodline? The **** king of the Pantheon is coming soon, you need to think about it!" The **** witch suddenly opened her mouth and smiled.

"I will kill God King, you and I will kill!" Ye Tian sneered.

"I don't know if I live or die, so don't blame me for being real."

The **** witch once again took out the ancient scroll that sealed Sima Xuankong, and the two old slaves held each of them half to seal Ye Tian.

As soon as this thing came out, all the monks moved, not only worrying for Ye Tian.

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With the urging of the two old slaves, the two scrolls of the ancient scrolls were empty. When they were closed, thousands of blood fell down, as if the weight of a mountain, condensed the void below into an iron plate.

"Juvenile Devil, don't go in yet, your compatriots are waiting for you in there." The **** witch giggled, very charming and brilliant, thinking that she had eaten Ye Tian.

But he saw Ye Tian didn't panic, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand pointing like a knife, making a volley.

It's stabbing!

The dazzling golden saury rose soaring several feet long, like cutting tofu, and cut the void condensed into an iron plate.

In everyone's horrified eyes, a large golden slap poked out, and tore the ancient scroll hanging in the sky.

Tear it!

The ancient scroll was torn apart, and a figure fell from it. It was the sealed Sima Xuankong.