Supreme Demon

The first thousand fifteen chapters of the Protoss Tianjiao

Ancient Wuta five-door.

The deep stars are embedded in the sky, and they are endless. The strong star power is rushing down, hiding the entire five-door door. Only the **** turtle can stand on the Shinto. Heaven and earth.

Under the sky.

Ling Feng sits cross-legged, and there is a faint black awn on his body. It is a heavy evolution of the black hole, and the middle is the hidden sword. It seems to be integrated with Lingfeng.

The ancient Wu bloodline awakened, and the emptiness of the sacred sacred to the extreme, a heavy flying, illuminating a ray of light, and in this ray, endless star power, is violent momentum, crazy toward Lingfeng Rushing.

"Hey..."

At this time, he stretched out his pores and opened his mouth. He was rushing to extract the star power, refining it into the power of Wu Zun, and heading toward Dantian. At the same time, Ling Feng also swallowed the golden soul grass and colorful. Shengjinyuan.

Ancient Wu is different.

His martial art is a fusion of three martial arts. It is necessary to enter into the three martial arts. It is conceivable how difficult it will be. In this case, it is not enough to refine the star power alone. It is necessary to sharpen the body and the Holy Spirit and let them also enter the realm of the gods.

Only in this way is the real martial arts godland!

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the five-door door trembled with a strange sigh, followed by eight gorgeous gods, flying from the air around Ling Feng, implicating each other, evolving a mysterious ancient array, gossip in front, seven killing in the back The gods are on the top, and the sorcerer is on the bottom.

For a moment, the atmosphere of the whole world has changed, and a strange atmosphere is washing up the nine days and ten places, so that the gods are stirring, and the Lingfeng sitting in it has different feelings.

His mind is peaceful, and his breath is long. It seems to be in a fairyland. There is no disturbance between the heavens and the earth, calm and warm.

Refining the space!

This is the unique space of Guwu, which can purify the souls of Wushen and Wuzun, and let them be in an ethereal state, which is helpful for epiphany. This is similar to the gods of the gods and gods, but the space for refining the gods is more extraordinary. It involves space, which is the power that Valkyrie and the true God are eager for.

"Hey? Actually activated the refining space!"

The tortoise is a envy, and it is envied. The space of refining the gods was once left by a sacred character. It has been in the five-door door. Only when it is recognized by the cultivating space, can it be activated.

And such a genius is rare in the ancient Wuta, and this young man in front of him is one of them.

It can be said that the ability to activate the refining space, he has unlimited possibilities, and he has greater confidence in entering the martial arts, and he has the blessing of refining the space. Once he enters the martial arts, he will be different.

Refining God!

This is not a simple handwriting, but a **** power.

"Hey!"

In the next moment, eight gods and rainbows flew out of the space of refining the gods, and they fell directly on Ling Feng's body. Each of them was bright red and bloody, transmitting the radiant light. They seemed to feel the surge of Lingfeng blood and involved in the martial arts. Really.

"Yep?"

Ling Feng glanced, feeling a unique atmosphere, is slowly infiltrating into his body, building blood, pouring into Dantian, and evolving a strange power.

Followed by, the golden soul grass, the colorful holy gold source like the spring water, poured into the body of Ling Feng, making his momentum more and more violent, to an incredible point.

It was a frenzy, and at this moment it was wildly popping up in his body!

He was physically and mentally coagulated, and he tried his best to absorb the power of the source, to baptize his own body, and to break into a new world...

......

"Hey..."

There was a stream of light flashing between the heavens and the earth. The rapid wind broke the grass, broke the rock, and left a whirlpool storm in the distance, and the people in the stream had already flown into the distance.

Unbelievably fast!

Qin Haotian and Ming Yu are going all out. They are galloping for more than 500 miles, but it is only a quarter of an hour, but they still feel too slow. In this quarter of an hour, the mountain river map of Yongqing’s chest is going on. A burst of blasting **** mansions.

Time has been deduced to the present, there have been eight killings to be attacked and killed, the savage blood mang is revealing all this, it seems that there are more killings, rushing in that direction.

But it is hard to say whether it can be timely aided.

The situation is fierce, and the killing of the gods also has the urge to die. They know how terrible the opponents are, but other killings can be fearless, and they have any reason to fear.

Moreover, this involves the Shenwu continent, and it is not for them to be careless. The first star map is the last natural danger. If even they can't prevent it, then the Shenwu continent will have to pay a more arduous price to get rid of these aliens.

Some people will be afraid before life and death, but some people will use life to open a new chapter!

This is the person!

A human race with flesh and blood, bones and arrogance!

The times have changed, and the times have fallen, but this kind of arrogance goes deep into the bone marrow. When the fate of the Terran is bullied, there will always be people standing up to defend the glory and dignity!

Qin Haotian and Ming Hao are cold-eyed, they are very reluctant, but at this festival, they will not hesitate to die!

They are dead, and there is a small door!

The ridiculous small seven died, there will be clearing, splitting the gods and innocent gods, so the aliens will die!

"kill!"

Finally, they flew for a while, and they approached the target. The whole person was filled with a chilling momentum. A distant bone, blood flowing from the mountain.

Someone cut his head, some people cut off their bodies, and some people lived to death!

The whole mountain was stained with blood, and the blood was flowing down the mountain. Like the raindrops, they were glaring and glaring at the setting of the setting sun.

That is the bones of the Terran!

"Boom!"

A loud noise, earth-shattering.

On the mountain peaks, the battle is endless, the eight killings are bathed with blood, and the gods of killing are all in sorrow. There are at least seventy people killed in the eight kills, but only 16 people can live now.

The killing that was the first to be attacked and killed was completely dissipated from the mountain river map. Nine people were all killed, and that was the last killing, but only five people left.

This is a **** battle!

"Protoss!"

Qin Yutian’s eyes were cold and could not help but be amazed. Although the Protoss was different from before, with a Kirin head, it was also a symbol of the Protoss. Only the aliens with the blood of the beasts were qualified to be called Protoss.

"Kirin Protoss Tianjiao!"

Ming Hao’s eyes are cold and shining, and there is only one **** on the mountain. It is a three-level god, but the terrible fighting power can compete with the fourth-level Fengwu, killing one level three. The Valkyrie is fallen, and the second-order Wushen is constantly dying.

Of course, he is impossible to do this alone, and there are four different kinds of help. The aliens are very similar to the human race, except that the eyes are blue and a pair of wings are born on the back.

Flying feathers are different!

Their combat power can't be compared with that protoss, but they are also two-level gods. They are the second-level martial arts gods. It is not easy to get rid of them.

It is such a four-person alien, killing nearly six kills!

It can be said that the killings within a radius of three thousand miles have all been killed by them, which is very serious for the Terran.

However, under such **** kills, the four aliens also suffered a very heavy injury. Three different kinds of vomiting and vomiting blood, and several desires to enter the dead, they have retreated to the protoss behind them, and are doing their best to heal the wound.

The protoss is a vulgar, three-level spiritual realm, and now it can be played out, but it is only the second-level gods, and the real battle is also discounted, equivalent to the second-level Wushen peak.

But this is the case, still let the other 16 people in the blood, they also fell to the altar under the attack of four aliens, can only die, hope to wait for the rescue.

"Only the power of the second level of spirit, then kill him!"

Qin Haotian coldly shouted, if this protoss peaks, they rushed up, just sent to death, but in the case of serious injuries, he and Ling Xuewen, Qin Haotian team, did indeed kill him.

"They killed three aliens!" Yongqing three people shouted, they will have been angry for a long time, three thousand miles, think it is bloody.

"The gods are coming too!"

They took the lead in killing the past, and the gods shattered the **** gas and rushed to the three aliens.

And this sound burst, but also made a sudden silence on the mountain, people first surprised a moment, but the eyes are dim and dim, and in the same range of three thousand miles, they naturally know the situation of the gods, this is a fall The brilliant waste materials were killed, and the three martial arts came to death. They were not enough for the Protoss.

This is not a rescue at all!

"Oh, a total of three thousand miles and nine kills are all over!"

The Protoss smiled coldly. He dared to kill him so fiercely. Naturally, he knew that he knew each other. Otherwise, he could still stupidly rush into the super-killing site? Just because the nine kills are not strong enough, they dare to despise.

Moreover, even if the super-killing is known, then the nine kills have long been killed by them, and can they have a hair?

In the eyes of contempt.

Qin Yutian, Ling Xuewen, and Ming Yu were like a straight sword. They flew straight to the protoss. The momentum of the body exploded. Although it was only a first-class martial art, each one could compete for two. Valkyrie.

"The domain of the gods here, the aliens are not fast to accept?"

Qin Haotian's enchanting shouting, the eyes are filled with a touch of cold, just like watching a corpse.

Eight killings have already cast such a situation. If they can't make good use of it and let the gods make a name for themselves, it would be too bad. Even though the wilderness is not there, they are enough.

In this battle, they won the battle of the gods!

"Six martial arts?" People stunned and stared at the gods to kill seven people.