Strongest Martial God

"boom--"

The leaves are heavy, and the nine-day scorpion in the hand is played again. The sacred gods are like a sacred light.

In front of the group, the kings of the Tianmen are all yelling, and each body bursts directly above the sky, even if it is the emperor has no effect.

Only the emperor gnawed his teeth and gnawed his teeth, blocking the deadly blow with the sacred priests at hand, but even so, he paid a huge price, and the bones of the whole body were almost broken. Forcing a **** mad spurt out of the **, the emperor rushed to press the last breath of blood, madly fleeing.

In the hands of Ye Zhong, the nine-day scorpion hit three shots in succession and swept out in the direction of the emperor's escape. I saw that the mountains below were completely wiped out by the strong blow of the leaf weight, flattened to the ground, and there were more endless mountain collapses in the distance.

The emperor rushed to vomit blood, and the sacred priests in his hands continued to explode, and blocked the most deadly blow for him. At the end, he vomited blood, and he did not even have the strength to let go.

This scene is simply shocking. What kind of characters are the gods, how strong is the heavenly gate, but the heavens that have been chased by the leaves have no way to enter the ground, except for the emperor’s paradise, other Tianmenhuang All of them are on the footsteps of the demon kings, and they die cleanly and plainly.

"puff--"

Another blow, after sweeping out a strong person, Ye spurted a blood, his face was ugly to the extreme.

In the nine days, he did not refine at all. This time, the thing revived independently. At the same time, he used the golden blood of his body as a guide to reinforce the first three. But even so, every hit, the essence of the body of the leaf is to be integrated into it, each hit, while hurting the enemy, it makes him convulsive, incomparably weak.

Before the leaf was heavy, it was only relying on the immortality of the golden body. After a battle, even he was extremely weak.

"Trouble, these guys holding the polar sacred soldiers have not been killed, can not end like this!" Ye Zhong calmed down, look a bit ugly. Although the power of the nine days is amazing, it is above the sacred squadron, but after all, it is only the strength of the third sacred king. From this level, it is impossible to completely spur the nine days. It is useless to kill more powerful sacred soldiers.

"First off!"

The weight of the leaves changed, and finally retreated toward the rear. The best way at this moment is to carry the power to kill the Quartet. In these circumstances, no one will dare to block it. Only in this way can we get a line. vitality.

Ye Zhong held the nine-day squat and quickly retreated, and retired to the side of Lingyue and other people, carrying them is to leave the Shenxu.

At this moment, the Qingyi and his party seem to be aware of what, the Spring and Autumn Scrolls no longer escape, but try to stop.

"The leaflets are heavy, not urgent, not urgent, Dao, I am here!"

In another direction, Wu Houdao and others urged the swallowing bowl, just like a huge black hole at the top of the head, quickly approaching this direction. At this moment, the horror of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred, can cover everything.

The strength of Wu Houdao is a very strong among the emperors. At this moment, he is fully urging the swallowing bowl. This parade is like a full recovery. It has erupted a horrible air, and it has been suppressed. The surrounding strong men retreat.

Ye looked back at that direction and did not continue to retreat, but waited for the two sides to meet.

"boom--"

In the distance, another sacred robbery, a kind of suppression of the three worlds and the destruction of the three thousand souls suddenly broke out, strong and overbearing, horrible and close to the boundless, shocked all the strong scalp numb.

"Who is this time again??"

Many emperors and saints looked in that direction, and their looks changed slightly. At the same time, they quickly retreated and did not want to be involved in the next confrontation. Because it is obvious that some people have sacrificed the pilgrims, this is to go through with Ye and his line, do not want them.

"Hey." Wu Houdao long snorted, flying fast near Ye Zhong and other people's side, and then looking back at the back, his eyes deep.

However, this sudden appearance of the sacred sacred soldiers did not directly play, but looming and Wu Houdao's swallowing bowl confrontation, no real appearance.

"boom--"

The nine-day scorpion in the hands of Ye Zhong once again broke out into a sacred sacred man, and he was able to play it at any time. Although he was weak at the moment, he was gasping and his chest was violently ups and downs, but his gaze was getting colder and colder. If someone wants to take advantage of this time to kill, he does not mind, desperate to kill each other. Even if the other party is holding a polar sacred soldier, it is absolutely useless.

"咔嚓-"

Suddenly, Ye Zhong’s wrist trembled, and the nine-day sacred sacred man’s hand came out, and at the edge of the sky, he went to the place where the sacred sacred squadron of Wu Houdao’s swallowing bowl was held.

"Maniac!" Many strong people look at this scene are all in vain. At this point, many people have already seen that it takes a huge price to push the nine-day 棺 leaf weight, and any one blow may drain it. But in this case, he is still a strong shot, it is really strong.

Wu Houdao's long eyes flashed, and the swallowing bowl in his hand turned slightly. Suddenly, the smatter of the film was shot. He even shot with Ye Zhong, and forced to suppress this sudden sacred sacred soldier.

Ye Zhong’s hand is the nine-day scorpion, the number of the West is heavy, the mysterious and extraordinary, and the hand of Wu Houdao’s hand is the sacred sacred sacred bowl, and every time he is born, he will kill the blood. At this moment, these two things are played together, and it is necessary to suppress a sacred sacred soldier. Naturally, a horrible divine power erupts, and the emperors are all stunned and unable to open their mouths.

The ground of the Shenxu is directly collapsed, and the invisible road is broken directly in the air. The stars of the sky and the sun and the moon sink directly, as if the whole world was destroyed in the face of this joint attack.

"boom--"

In the distance, the polar sacred soldier that emerged at this moment finally disappeared, avoiding this shocking blow. Obviously, the person holding the polar sacred soldier is very clear. In the face of such a joint blow, even if it is He also has no meaning in holding the sacred priests.

"噗哧-"

After a blow, Ye Zhong was a **** mad spurt, which spurred the sequelae of the nine-day scorpion. According to his own inference, he is likely to only hit another blow. If he continues to shoot, most of them will be It was drained.

"Kid, let's step back, let me come." Wu Houdao spoke up, his look was strange, and he stared at the nine days and looked left and right. On the same day, he was jealous of this thing, personally contacted it, and finally stayed in Ye Zhong. But it is hard to imagine that this kind of battle broke out at this moment.

After a few moments of silence, Ye returned to the nine-day scorpion, suspended above the top of the head and sprinkled the gods, guarding his body and Lingyue, and then silently pointed out in the field.

When things develop to this point, it is no longer that the escape can solve the problem. Whether it is on their own side or those on the opposite side, the sacred priests are completely revived, and they must be separated from one another.

In the far air, the spring and autumn scrolls of St. Confucius and the low-key polar sacred soldiers seem to have reached some kind of agreement. Then the two sacred sacred soldiers were pressed at the same time, and the situation was even more terrifying.

Wu Houdao, staring at this scene, said coldly: "Two extreme sacred soldiers? A big handwriting, believe that the poor roads are also going out, and like Ye Zhongxiaozi, desperately urging nine days, all of you will be jealous. It is."

These behaviors are equivalent to the death of the fish, because if Wu Houdao is acting like this, even if he is really successful, he will probably pay a huge price.

"Wu Hou, are you hard to participate in this matter? This person is not your descendant, what are you doing with you? You can leave with other juniors, I will not pursue it. But Ye Zhong must stay because he kills There are too many people to get there. There must be a saying." Someone was cold and cold, and his voice was cold.

"Yes, he has the heavenly bones of the West, the nine days, the Qing Dynasty copper block of the East. These things are all from his arrogance. They don't belong to him. They must stay! This is what I wait for. The common treasure of the same road cannot be exclusive to one person." The other person has opened his mouth and has been completely shameless.

"Yes, the leaves are indiscriminately killing innocents, and there is a lingering death, when you are!"

"There is no need to let him survive, just because he is alone, and the past is not mentioned. How many emperors have fallen today?"

"This person is too heart-wrenching. If you stay, the future is definitely the devil's devil. Today, I will join hands to remove the devil, and it will definitely be a great achievement."

Someone spoke. In short, these people took the liberty of Ye Zhongji and set his charges as quickly as possible, ready to shoot.

"Hey! By relying on two polar sacred soldiers, I want to suppress me to teach the Son? Do you really think that you are invincible in the world?" As soon as the coldness came, I saw the elders Mo Zhen urged the sacred sacred soldiers. Appeared and killed from one side.

Sanshengshi and the swallowing bowl echoed each other, and together with the leaves and heavy hands, one of the nine days of cockroaches that could be hit at any time, suddenly pressed against the sky and the sky slammed.

Two polar sacred soldiers, two sacred sacred soldiers, plus a legendary nine-day scorpion. Such a confrontation can be said to be rare in ancient and modern times. If it is really hands-on, it is likely to collapse the sky. Even if it is a **** market, there is a mysterious way, and it is impossible to resist such confrontation.

"For a leaf, do you really want to be like this? If you really fight it, the victory will be unpredictable." The emperor of St. Ruxus whispered openly and looked ugly.

"It is really hard to win or lose. I have failed to kill me. I have died a bunch of people. I don’t know if shame is used as an excuse to try again. Do you think that this world will move with your wishes?" The thick road long sneered and opened, not giving them face at all.