Strongest Martial God

Time flies away, but for everyone in the center of the robbery, every second is suffering, every second is pain.

The invincible spirits that rushed out of the group were like tides. Where they swept, they could destroy everything, and nothing could stop it.

Fortunately, such a robbery did not last long, only three hours. But after three hours, at least a thousand of the geniuses in the field were killed. Their deaths were bizarre, and the good-looking ones were directly extracted from the blood and turned into dead bodies. It’s ugly to die, that is, the body is torn into countless pieces, and flesh and blood are scattered all over the place. Others seem to be living, lifelike, but have lost all their vitality.

A robbery in the past, those who hid, and finally avoided the difficult strong reappearance, they looked around the scene, the look is ugly to the extreme, and even many people directly gave birth to retreat. Although there are many good things in this sword, there are even legendary first-line opportunities. But those things are really difficult to get started, and the danger is too great.

Ye Zhong and others also walked out of the crypt. They just barely escaped a pass, but they saw the fall of countless powerful people. The scene was shocking and unimaginable.

The leaves returned to their heads and saw that except for the four princesses, the other big days were all pale at the moment, and many people had already revealed their retreat. After all, in the past few days, many of them have got the broken spirits, it is a harvest, and at this moment, they obviously do not want to stay more.

"If you don't want to move on again, it's not too late to retreat at this time." Ye Zhong faintly swept the group and glanced softly.

"But, even if I quit at the moment..." Some people look stunned, this place is too dangerous, even if they leave, they feel scared.

The four princesses looked at these people and looked at Ye Zhong again. Shen Sheng said: "Ye Yeh, you may have to be temporarily separated. Others I can leave, but I must **** my six sisters to leave. Here she is too Too dangerous."

The leaves were heavy and he nodded. Although he and the four princesses came here to kill the master Xuan Yunzong, but the matter developed into this place, the six princesses could not be allowed to accompany them to death.

"I will be back soon, you will try to wait for me." The four princesses did not say much, but waved their hands and sacrificed the treasure boat, and took the six princesses and other big days before they quickly retired.

After paying attention to the direction of their departure, Ye shook his head and then turned and continued to go deep into the sword.

In the next journey, half a month flies past, Ye Zhong has been deep into the sword for thousands of miles. In this process, there have been several heroic rushes, but Ye Zhong basically hides underground before the emergence of Ying Ling. Avoid robbery.

Moreover, he found that the emergence of these spirits is not irregular, often once every three or five days, and where it appears, it is often the most densely populated place. Obviously, these spirits have a special sense of the anger of the soul.

Therefore, when Ye Zhong tried to choose some remote roads, he missed a lot of Baoguang, but it was much safer, so that he could move forward with peace of mind.

"It seems that it will soon be on the ground."

Before leaving, the four princesses had a voice and concealed the center of the sword. At this moment, Ye Zhong came under a mountain range. From above on the mountain, from time to time, there was a glory and aura.

"I can feel that there are quite a few things that are useful to me, but they are too powerful. We can't start with your words alone." The sound of the small wheel suddenly sounded with a bit of regret.

"Don't you look at the ancient tripod of Dragon Blood Valley? Can you become stronger after swallowing it?" Ye Zhong slammed.

"That ancient tripod is a good thing, I want to swallow it, but if there is no such thing as the ancient tripod, I can't make a pot of medicine for you. This is a big human feeling, how to sell it to you." You, in the future, you can make a good job for me." The small wheel proudly opened his mouth. "Right, then we are looking for it. Is there any congenital spirit and earthworm? If you have these two things, I will I can find a place to refine my medicine."

"Congenital spirits, I have." After a few moments of indulging in the leaves, it was a soft voice. "But the heart is not there."

"Do you have a congenital spirit?" The small round sounded with a few surprises, and then it groaned. "It’s very good. I’ll work **** these days. See if you can find the heart cream for you. You refine the liquid, this is a big man, I will see you back to me in the future."

"What? Now you are not afraid of my contamination of your cause and effect?" Ye Zhong curious, before he heard this statement, let him have some taboos.

"Just refining the **** medicine for you, it is not a cause and effect, but if you want me to shoot, you may be contaminated with my cause and effect, I am not sure." The sound of the small wheel suddenly became a bit strange, the voice inside It is like a slap in the face, it is chilling.

The leaves are heavy and the eyes are pumped. There is no interface. His insights are extraordinary. Naturally, it is not as simple as the relationship between cause and effect. At the moment, his strength is too weak, and he does not want to delve into this, because there is no benefit in knowing too much.

"There should be one thing in that direction, you can conquer, and it has a certain effect on me." The small wheel sounds back, pointing the direction of the leaf.

The leaves slammed their mouths and then slowly ran in that direction.

There was a broken ground crack, and there was a faint flash of light in it. Obviously, there was something that was just born.

The leaves are heavy and the shape is flashing, and the figure flashes out and falls into the crack in the ground.

Among the cracks in the ground is an ancient ruin. The ruins seem to be the appearance of an altar. In the mid-air of the altar, there is a small bell suspension at this moment, emitting a wave of vicissitudes of vicissitudes. It’s just that this clock is so devastating that it’s clear that there is no power of one tenth of its heyday.

Looking at this scene, Ye Zhong took a slight breath, and if this treasure was in its heyday, it would be impossible to conquer it at the moment of his own state. But it is obviously just recovering at the moment, but it gives me a chance.

At the next moment, Ye Zhongkong’s sword and thunder guns appeared at the same time, and then the guns and swordsmen smashed out at the same time, and pressed toward the front, trying to start this small clock.

"clang--"

The little bell seemed to be aware of it, and it shook a little, giving a crisp sound, and with a quaint radiance, the weather was extremely amazing.

"This small round is really good eyesight. The things you see are not the same as ordinary!" Ye Zhongqiao, this thing must be very horrible during the heyday, even if it can be repaired at this moment, it will definitely become the same big killer.

At this moment, Ye Zhong also became a bit reluctant.

"It's just a broken artifact. What is the use? Think about the little **** I want to refine the gods, but it can make you cast a good thing for the immortal body!" The small rim reminded Ye Zhong in time.

The leaf is slightly pouting, this small wheel does not know that it is not reliable, but at this moment he does not have time to think more, but to urge the hand hollow sword, and then blasted out.

In an instant, the road and the shadow of the sword and the quaint light collided together, causing the earth to shake.

Not far from here, there is a group of strong people gathering at the moment, and the leader is the Sun Jinpeng who had had a relationship with Ye Zhong before. At this moment, it suddenly turned and looked cold. Looking at the front: "There is a treasure to be born, Go and see, no matter who you are, kill them and get things back."

"Yes!"

Hearing the words, the strong man standing behind him nodded and his body figured out. These people are all human races, wearing golden robes, apparently the servants of the Sun Jinpeng. At this moment, when I heard the order, nearly ten people in a row were all rushing out. For them, Sun Jinpeng’s order was the sacred purpose.

"boom--"

The physique has just landed, and these servants do not care who is actually shooting, but directly launching the offensive. The Taoist screams and smashes out, sweeping the golden light, like the sun slamming the earth, to kill the leaves on the spot.

"嘭-"

At the crucial moment, Ye’s body was trembled, and a palm was shot toward the rear to resist this terrorist offensive, and its face was also cold and cold at this moment. Just now he was able to start the broken clock, but some people put it in a row, which made him lose a lot of money, and almost fell on the spot, how can not be angry.

"You are looking for death!"

The leaves turned and turned, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense at the moment, but a palm shot, in an instant, behind him, the colorful gods smashed out and smashed out to the place where the servants of the group were.

Since the other party does not care about the shot, it is obviously wanting to kill the attacker. At this time, Ye Zhong will naturally not be merciful. The seven dragons will shoot, and the two servants who are closer together are "嘭". A burst of flesh broke into minced meat. The rest of them are vomiting blood and retreating, one by one, ugly to the extreme.

Obviously, they can't think that Ye Zhong is so strong.

"A group of waste." The voice of the Sun Jinpeng came, and then its figure appeared in the mouth of the valley. When the line of sight fell on Ye Zhong, the eyes of the eyelids appeared a cold color. "It turned out to be you, In addition to the swordsman, dare to provoke the Tanggu thirteen princes, you are looking for death! This time there is no Mingyu that waste and the gods of the gods, you can't escape! Let's shoot together and kill them!"

It is said that the colder the eyes of the war servants, the more they wiped their lips and spurred the coffin, and the more terrible offensive smashed out.

"The battle with the temple, the delusion!" Sun Jinpeng looked at Ye Zhong, sneer again and again.