Strongest Martial God

The second grave, the magic domain.

In this space that is like a world-wide space, everyone is in danger. Every move requires caution, because if you are careless, you may become a prey for others.

"In addition to the immortal inheritance on the bright side, many forces hidden in the dark have sent people in. This place can be said to be a step-by-step murder. If there is a slight accident, there will be a big disaster, so be sure to pay attention!"

On the side of an ancient ruin, someone cursed in a low voice and looked ugly.

"Don't be so nonsense, can you get a chance to see if you can keep your chances, but you can see your own skills!" Another person squinted and opened his mouth, and he was seriously injured at this moment, and his face was ugly.

Obviously, these two people have just experienced a great war, and it is an extremely terrifying war, because under them, there are endless bodies, layered, and the two really stand out from the war.

"puff--"

In the middle of the air, suddenly a sword was swept over. In a flash, two human heads flew up, and the latter figure flashed over, grabbing a stone monument on the ground, and the body shape instantly went away.

"This is the emperor..."

When the figure disappeared, Ye Zhongcai looked ugly, and I couldn’t think of it in such a place. Even the emperor would be so unscrupulous. This scene is enough to illustrate the crisis here.

"go!"

Ye Zhong has a decision in an instant, this area is too horrible, and there are actually emperors hidden in the dark, in this place will be smashed in minutes.

This time, Ye did not pay attention to all the way to search, but urged to shrink into the inch, quickly retreating toward the rear, and finally came to another area.

"Booming -"

At the moment of landing, he heard the horrible whistling sounds in all directions, and there was a war in the distance.

The leaves are heavy and frown. In this second grave, the war seems to have become the norm, and watching this fluctuation, it is obvious that the strongman who entered this place is in the war.

Suddenly, Ye’s heart moved, and a strange air machine attracted him.

"Is it true that there is one of the legendary 3,000 gods in front of it?" Ye Zhong Shen Shen, a moment of horror, because he found that this strange air and the sea in his body have become A touch of induction.

"It should be one of the three thousand gods of the Bohai Baizhang ice." The small wheel opened, pointing out the essence of the gas machine in front.

"Three thousand gods, a little meaning."

The leaves are heavy and heavy, and after a moment, the soles of the feet are turned into a stream of light and quickly saved. Although he is the legendary Taikoo Eucharist, he claims to be able to suppress the three thousand gods. But this is the first time he has sensed that someone is urging a real spirit in front of him, and this person should be one of the three thousand gods.

"Ding--"

The leaves and heavy feet fell to the foothills and looked down to the valley below. I saw someone there fighting.

There are two figures in the center of the battle group. The first one is a man of about twenty years old. At the moment, behind him, there is a sea of ​​buoys emerging, but there are huge icebergs everywhere above this sea. Move, a kind of chill that spreads in all directions, freezing the entire valley and the surrounding peaks.

Obviously, the man in front of him is trying his best to spur his spirits and change the sea.

"This is, the North Wild Black Ice Temple, the Son is cold, no clothes?" Ye Zhong carefully looked at the man who took the shot for a while before he recognized his identity, and then the eyes were even more colorful.

The Northern Wilderness Ice Temple is a true unruly system, known as the Great Master, and the teaching of the Son is extraordinary, there must be guardians around, and the Xuanbing Temple also has the emperor sitting in the outer place, in these cases Underneath, actually someone dares to shoot for the cold?

Above the Bohai Sea, Baizhang Xuanbing continued to shoot and flew out, and went all the way to attack in all directions. The one siege was directly frozen into Xuanbing and turned into powder.

But at the same time, there are still a dozen people who sacrificed artifacts and constantly attacked the cold and clothes.

After the cold without a body, there is a woman with a slight wrinkle, but even at this time, she is still like a snow lotus in the sky, she has a peerless beauty, the beauty is suffocating, and it is like a nine-day mysterious woman bathing in the dust. The fairy body is white and delicate, with bumps and bumps, and the curves are undulating, such as the gelatin jade, which confuses people.

This woman is not someone else, but she is the snow woman of the North Wild Ice Temple.

"Oh, it really is a beautiful woman, if the skin is fat, the national color is fragrant." Even if Ye Zhong and other people, at this moment can not help but sigh.

However, at the moment, the strongmen of the siege did not feel the feeling of cherishing the jade. The nearly half of the offensive in their hands swept out toward the whereabouts of the snow lady, so that the son of Xuan Bing had to spend most of his efforts to keep the safety of the snow woman. .

At this moment, the two sides apparently did not know how long the war had been. At this moment, there were corpses all over the valley, and everything was stained with blood. The Xuan Bing Temple, the Son of the Cold, has no clothes and calmness as a saint. He has been continually killing and killing. His eyes are like a beast, and he is absolutely merciless.

The snow woman was guarded behind him. At this moment, she did not shoot. She did not know whether she was injured or lost her fighting ability. She bit her teeth without opening her mouth, but her worried eyes fell on the front of the cold clothes.

"puff--"

Han Wuyi suddenly took a step, and broke the scope of the Bohai Baizhang ice cage. When a punch collapsed and he ate three heavy strokes, he actually killed a king of the Fourth Shrine directly on the spot.

"The horrible flesh, the strength of horror." Ye Zhong looked at this scene, and the eyes appeared in the eye.

Obviously, the strength of Xuan Bing's Son is extremely horrible. Under the young age, one can kill a king of the Fourth Shrine with one hand. If this is the case, it will surely shake the eight.

You must know that in the ages, many saints and saints are extremely extraordinary, but the strongest is only the second shrine or the king of the third shrine. And Xuan Bing Shengzi can actually kill the king of the Fourth Shrine, and it is unbeaten under the siege of so many kings. This is enough to illustrate many problems.

In the field, there was no vomiting blood in the cold, and he looked so stern to the extreme, but there was a ruthless ruthlessness in his eyes. He didn’t mean to want to retreat because of his white blood.

His strong belief made the king who besieged him scalp numb, but the weight of the squad in the distant mountains was seen. At this moment, this cold and undressed is already the end of the strong, he does not know that it has been a big fight. How long has it been overdraft, and at this moment he is erratic and seems to lie down at any time.

"Brother, you can definitely break through with your strength, I will self-discipline, will not fall into their hands." Snow female eyes with tears, but the look is still with a hint of cold, she is crying at this moment, as if to say What is not related to yourself is general.

"No frost, you can rest assured that relying on these guys, you can't stop me!" Cold clothes are still full of confidence at this moment, but he has already spit out a blood.

"Brother... Let's go, take a few elders, and revenge for me." Snow female cold and frost-free look firm, whispered.

"Ha ha ha, frost-free saint, are you talking about the three old men? You can rest assured, if you have not smashed the three old men, where will we be here to shoot you, so don't be delusional!" Siege Some of the kings sneered at the opening.

"You..." The number of cold clothes has changed, and it is understood that this group of people will be so dead and unscrupulous.

"Getting together, how is the son of Xuan Bing, he can't do it anymore." A dozen kings laughed and spurred the artifacts in their hands to suppress them. Apparently they all saw that the cold clothes were at the end of the strong, and they would fall at any time. .

"You go! Don't talk nonsense! Otherwise, I won't recognize you this sister in my life!" Han Wuyi suddenly turned back and grabbed the cold and frost to throw it toward the rear. At the same time, he was turned into a streamer. The front rushed out, but in an instant, the two kings were killed.

"puff--"

The blood flows long, and it is cold and has no clothes. But at this point, the dozen or so kings on the opposite side have not retreated, but they have quickly rushed out, killing the two people at the fastest speed. Some of them have killed the past in the cold and frost-free places, and they have to slap her to the cold and have no clothes.

"You brothers and sisters can't run!"

"Three old people are not dead, who can still save you today!?"

"Today, you will have a vein of the Xuan Bing Temple, and the Holy Son will fall with you!"

This group of people sneer and sneer, want to kill two people in one fell swoop, because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it is so easy to kill a saint son on weekdays.

"boom--"

More than a dozen offensives were played, and several of them were scattered to the place where the frost and frost were not there. The cold eyes were almost spurting, and he slammed back toward the rear, squeezing himself to eat a few more tricks, but also blocking the cold. There are several kings who have been attacked without frost.

"You go on the road together! The two brothers and sisters are here today, Huangquan is not alone!" Those people sneered again and again, full of ridicule.

"锵-"

Suddenly, a huge sound of swords rang, causing the whole mountain to tremble. At this moment, the rocks rolled and the mud dragons rushed into the sky.

The leaf is step by step, and the sword is sacrificed. The hand is pinched and the sword is pointing to the front.

These days, he constantly pushes the martial arts magical powers. At this moment, the broken swords are swept out, and there is already an unspeakable power. Horror is endless.

"what--"

When the first king screamed, the artifact in his hand burst directly, but after his body shape flew hundreds of feet, he immediately blew a piece of blood in the air, and he could not die any more!

"The breath of the sacred sages! Who are you!" These kings discolored at the same time and screamed in unison.

"I? You don't need to know." Ye Zhongtou headed out to the moon sword, and at this moment he recovered his original face, because the Moon Sword is one of his signatures, and it is useless to cover up. And just as it is, he is the only one to kill.