Strongest Martial God

This is an unforgettable picture. A **** human saint is independent in the center of the battlefield. At this moment, he is extraordinary and independent. Outside the world, countless people want to kill him, but they all fail. Instead, he was annihilated and lost all his courage. It can be said that a tribe of ancient humanity has smashed a piece of Lang Lang, and has smashed a piece of blue sky, killing the sun and the moon, and killing the red sun.

At this moment, no one of the ancient saints of the Mozu is daring to move. The heavens and the earth are incomparably silent at this moment. No one speaks, only a burst of rustling sounds, like an endless cold wind.

It turned out to be such a result. No one had thought that a saint of the human race could hold up a day with the power of one person, and confronted so many ancient deities of the Mozu in the field. & novels nbsp; "Why is this so, my devil will be suppressed by the Terran!" The strong people of the Mozu shouted at the moment, their faces are full of unwillingness, but dare not go forward The whole body is shaking slightly, which is an absolute shame for an ancient saint.

At the same time, many of the strong people of the Terran are excited and trembled. They are afraid that the scene they see is a flower in the water, because the advantages of the Terran are all brought by a saint. They are afraid of this moment. The fabulous King Sergey will fall, because then, they will lose hope.

The heavens and the earth have become silent at this moment. No one speaks. Only the flowers are flying, and the sound of rustling is shining, shining with crystal clear luster.

It turned out to be such an ending. No one can think of such a scene. No one has ever thought that a saint of a human race in the district can actually confront so many ancient saints.

"Why is this so, why is this, why do my devils have such an end? Actually, so many demon people have died!" At this moment, the strong people of the ethnic group are unwilling to shoot, but they dare not go forward. I am afraid that I will be born.

At this moment, the remaining ancient saints of the Mozu are shaking, and they have completely lost the courage to take the shot.

"A person alone suppresses the Mozu Wanmai, and it is the shame of my Mozu. What are you afraid of?" At this moment, there was a cold voice in the sky.

After a moment, a dazzling light curtain descended from the sky, and the headed one turned out to be a true holy king.

The king, the realm that can be reached after nine small steps have been taken in the realm of saints. They are the kings of the saints, known as the Holy King, the powerful of this realm, which is not comparable to the saints at all.

At this moment, the head of the sacred king is extremely powerful. Although he did not deliberately exude any momentum, he is extremely terrifying.

Behind him, there are four ancient saints standing on the ninth small step of the saint, although they are strong enough, but compared with this holy king, it is the gap between Haoyue and Xinghui.

At this time, the Terran had already suppressed the scene, but there was such a existence.

"This is the legendary konjac king, they are from the temple of 鲲鹏!"

There is the ancient holy shrine of the Mozu.

As soon as this statement is made, even the other veins of the Mozu are chilling at this moment. In the temple of Peng Peng, the legend has produced the super power of the demon. In the legend of the Mozu, this vein has a sacred king who exists in the ancient times. It can overlook the four deserts, and it is true that the legend is actually true.

At this moment, headed by the konjac holy king, these five ancient saints step by step, although they did not deliberately exude any horrible momentum, the look is also incomparably indifferent, but still makes people look at the cold.

Obviously, they are going to shoot at the end of the world, and the great emperor is even stronger. When he meets him, he will fall directly without any fortune.

"boom"

At this moment, the Emperor's Emperor Xuanyuanjian on the Scorpio suddenly made a burst of dragons, and then the swordsmanship fell from the sky, as if to destroy all the ancient saints of the Mozu.

However, the konjac king did not fear. He looked up at the sky and looked indifferently. "Golden gods, do you really dare to do it? At this moment, there are two emperors in the outside who are aiming at this place!"

When this statement came out, the scene was silent and everyone was stunned. No one can think that things have already reached this point seriously. The Mozu Wanmai is even ready for the emperor's soldiers. If he is careless, it is the big confrontation of the emperor's level.

And this kind of big-level confrontation of its level, although it is not a dead end, it is definitely not going anywhere. If it is really touching, the East Wild will definitely disappear.

Such a terrible horror, for the Terran, the East is a holy place for cultivation, and if it is destroyed, the Terran is ruined by half.

Legend has it that in the mythological era, there have been several encounters between the Emperor and the Emperor, and the power of that is indescribable. It is said that in such a war, the original complete world was divided into individual independent circles, and the heavens and the earth were all ruined!

It can be said that the confrontation of the emperor's emperor ended the mythical era of incomparable, and then the legendary antiquity came.

"Human, you should understand that not only do you have a royal empire, but our demon has ever had a demon, and naturally there are emperors. Moreover, our royal emperors are very ancient and have long been acquainted. If you really fight, how can you imagine the ending!" Three figures were falling in the sky, and they were surrounded by immortal inflammation.

This scene makes people feel cold in the heart, how deep the roots of the Mozu are, and the great emperor Sikong Jia is not easy to kill a group of saints. As a result, a group of more powerful people, and they also have the emperor. If you are motivated, I am afraid that the East End of the Terran will be destroyed.

"A generation of people can't be overseen. Fighting so many Mozu saints alone, beyond the expectations of all of us, I have to praise you!" The voice fell, and at the moment there are three ancient deities of the Mozu, now Gray eyes lingered in their eyes, and the breath was amazing.

The strong people on the side of the Terran are all scalp numbs. How do you open your eyes? The fabulous emperor Sergey was originally on the verge of serious injury, and his life was dying. But at this moment there are more than a dozen ancient saints of the Mozu, and one of them is the real holy king. How can people fight?

"Do you want to be a saint in the sky?" The leader of the ethnic group lamented that this is a situation that makes people speechless, because the difference between the two sides is really too big, and people feel the feeling of powerlessness in their hearts.

"It's really boring. Is there only one saint in the Terran? But many of you haven't won it. It's an indescribable shame!" In the void, two men appeared, their pores are shining, and people look up to people. Direct view.

"It is the two legends, the unparalleled holy king!" The Mozu Wanmai is amazed at this moment. The appearances of these two ancient saints are exactly the same, even the strengths are almost the same. In the legend of the Mozu, they are the twin brothers who became enlightened together and entered the realm of the Holy King together, which is unimaginable.

At this moment, there are thirteen ancient saints, three of them are holy kings, and the remaining ten are standing in the invincible existence of the ninth small step of the saint. This scene foreshadows some unimaginable endings, making people strong. Direct silence.

Especially the konjac king and the twin sons, they are even more incomparable taboos, it is hard to imagine their power.

"Even if they all appeared, the one in the mouth of the Emperor, should be their father?" Hearing the two sons, he took a sigh of relief and whispered.

The Magic Emperor smiled and said: "Even if I am in the Devil's family, there are not many who can hope to become the Holy Emperor. The people I am talking about are their fathers, the Heavenly Emperor!"

"In the age of mythology, there were not many saints, because enlightenment is really too difficult. It is only a step away from enlightenment. I guess he is, he can't think he really succeeded!" "The road sighed."

Because they don’t have much relationship with Wang Gu and that one. Although they are the same as the Mozu, since it is the existence of the Holy Emperor and the guardianship of the other Devil’s Supreme, it is really difficult for him to prove his way. .

"You don't need to be like this. I am in the middle of the emperor's road. These older generations will not be shot. The guardians will only target foreigners." The magician emperor smiled and the smile on his face was difficult to understand.

The martyr had a deep look at the devil, and did not say anything. No one knew what was going on in his heart at the moment.

"Booming"

At the edge of the sky, suddenly there was a terrible vibration, and ninety-nine horrible ancient beasts came from each other. Each of them was almost a beast of a saint, and the horror was boundless.

Such a beast, in the Terran has been the master of the cultivation of the master, but at this moment can only become a mount, they pull the ancient bronze chariot, cross the sky and pass, like the heavenly drums of the drums are swaying, the sound is full of sound, Shocking people.

Ninety-nine savage savage beasts are only equipped with carts. How big is this appearance, it can make people feel cold and cold, and the hairs are upside down.

"boom"

It was the ninety-nine beasts that stopped, the ancient chariots stopped, and at the same time, a sigh of breath spread out, and a terrible figure fought from the chariot.

The mist is lingering, and the fascination of a piece of people directly annihilates him. Even those who cultivated the martial arts eyes can't see through his figure. He can only feel the breath of a thousand-year-old surrender. This is a demon god. Very terrible.