Way of the Devil

boom! !

A group of golden fireballs descended from the sky, and the cockroaches exploded. The earth was suddenly blown up by a 10,000-mile crater.

Lu Sheng is hung in the air, overlooking the ground, where the golden flame splashes everywhere.

In the area where the squatting is located, the square is covered with countless white air. A white light flies out from his position and flies toward the Jinwu who are constantly fighting in the sky.

The golden fire shines on the earth, and everything is invisible. The temperature is rising, and it has reached thousands of degrees.

A lot of residual dead wood has begun to burn. The red-red fire is mixed with gold, and even the rocks on the ground can't resist the horror of the sun's real fire, and slowly turn into white ash.

Lu Sheng looked ugly and stared at the crack on the bow of the bow. He only now guessed that the Witch might have taken this thing as a one-off item and did not intend to save it. But this is really a pity. So many land grievances, earthly spirits, if you can really stay on the bow of the gods, even if it is only stable for a while, his road wins the power that can be swallowed up, it is an unimaginable number. .

"The power of sending power is closely related to the soul of the soul. Today's sacred bow is simply tailored for me! The combination of earth spirit and earth resentment is not another form of sending power??"

Lu Sheng’s heart is hot and nervous.

He was just excited, investing nearly a million in power, plus all his evil powers, in order to stabilize the power of the sacred bow, swallowing more power.

But now, the bow of the **** is actually cracked.

Zi

After the breeze was pale, once again bowed and pulled the string, the bow finally could not withstand tremendous pressure, the second, the third crack quickly emerged.

"Damn!" Lu Sheng’s eyes were cold. At this time, the energy of the squats was extremely unstable, and the energy concentration was also high and scary. No other energy was allowed to enter.

The only thing that can be done is the evil spirit.

Evil spirits can only be touched by evil spirits, and other energies are as illusory as evil spirits. Free to shuttle.

This kind of higher energy is the most wonderful power that Lu Sheng has ever seen.

But now his evil power has been exhausted, even if it is to restore the secret law, it is only by healing the ontology, and thus through the self-acceleration of the body, can restore the evil power.

There is no way to supplement this strange energy.

Seeing that there are more and more cracks on the bow of the gods, Lu Sheng feels that he has millions, and no, millions of gods may have to fetch their hearts and start to rush.

The seventh head of Jin Wu screamed, and quickly exploded. The remaining eighth and ninth, finally scared the gallbladder and turned and flew in the direction of heaven.

"Father save me!!" A golden scream screamed.

But before I even had time to run, I was shot by a white arrow behind me. In the sky, it was blown into a round of Jinyang.

In the end, the tenth gold heart was broken, and he cleverly did not forget the sky, but rushed toward the distant sea.

After the difficult time, the bowstring was pulled again.

Hey.

The place where the bow of the bow of the bow is smashed has some cracks.

"Go!" After the fight, the last effort is being made, and the arrow is about to be released.

puff! !

Suddenly his hand slammed, the sharp arrows quickly dissipated, and then he went forward, and the huge body finally fell to the ground.

Hey!

The earth splashed a piece of smoke, and the flesh on his body was burned with a lot of blisters on the hot ground, but then the lamp was almost exhausted and fainted.

While shooting Jin Wu, every time he opened the bow, he was also overdrafting his entire vitality.

The **** bow finally couldn’t hold it, loosened it from the back of the hand, and fell to the side.

It was only the tenth time that the shooting was not successful, but it still caused irreversible damage to the bow.

咔

At this time, the bow body is slowly flowing slowly, and it seems that it will not last long. After all, there are countless huge grievances and spirits on the earth that converge on this magic weapon. Even if he is a system built by Jianmu, he can support it until now, and it is already an unsuccessful achievement.

When Lu Sheng saw it, he almost never wanted to, and he was erected into a bow of fire.

He must devour the enormous power of the above condensed power before the broken bow!

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the road is getting closer and closer. Lu Sheng can even see the faint green light floating around the bow.

That is the special power that only one person can see.

"Looking for death! The bow is mine!"

Suddenly a blue thunder shot from the right side and slammed into Lu Sheng.

boom! !

Lu Sheng was too late to defend, was hit by a huge thunder and was thrown away.

He is now only the physical resistance of the Suzaku family. Although it is strong because of the 71-year-old Nanming Changsheng record, the resistance is still far less than the body.

This thunder is not an ordinary thing, but the first thunder and lightning in the world of the wilderness.

Power is thousands of times more than ordinary lightning, with some special power.

Lu Sheng was hit by a thunder, and he was numb, but he hurriedly stabilized his body, but he saw a blue light shadow in the distance rushing to the back of the bow.

"Looking for death!" The flame flashed on him, and the whole person suddenly ignited spontaneously, and disappeared in the same place.

When it reappeared, it was less than fifty meters away from the bow.

The thunder is also amazingly fast, and the speed of Lu Sheng is almost the same at this time. The two look at each other and are all in the same direction.

"Lei Wang!! Give me death!" A splendid golden thunderbolt was fired from the other side. The lightning bolts were linked as a giant net. The giant net was in the middle, and a vulgar and sacred, four-armed and three-headed old man form emerged.

"Get out of the way!" Lu Sheng looked at the cracks on the bow of the gods more and more, and was in a hurry, and the seventy-one turned to the body with lightning.

Hey! ! !

The power grid burst, accompanied by a slight thunder, and the figure was spurted by a huge explosion.

Lu Sheng rushed to the bow of the **** without any injury, and the white flame surrounded him, as if guarding.

Nowadays, he has recorded Nanming's longevity to the realm of no one who has never come before. The seven-year-old Nanming Changsheng Record, just as he swings his arms at random, can ignite the myriad mysterious flames of heaven and earth and add power to it.

"Don't!" Suddenly a thick voice exploded.

Lu Sheng’s action suddenly paused for a moment, and there was a virtual shadow around him.

The virtual shadow is like a monkey, with six arms on his back and a blue-purple sharp one-corner on his head. A slightly familiar and powerful momentum suddenly broke out from the virtual shadow.

"This treasure should be all my strength! Hahahaha!!" The six-armed ape reached out and grabbed the bow.

"Demon!!" Lu Sheng changed his face, "No! Not the general demon!"

In the distance, a large number of strong scent of the witches are rapidly approaching, and they obviously found the fierce battle here.

Lu Sheng knows that if you can't take the bow now, then it will be even more impossible!

From the beginning to the end, he has never exposed his true details. The 71-year-old Nanming Changsheng Record, the strongest is still supernatural, but he has not used it to prevent the traces. but now

Looking at the demon god, Kun Li took the bow and shot it in the distance.

Lu Sheng took another shot and flew again, and his eyes flashed. He flew so much, even the evil spirits were exhausted, and it took nearly a million of the power to send it, but it was not used to be taken away in vain!

A little calculation of the distance between the Lich and the Second Army.

In the eyes of Lu Sheng, the light flashed and his arms opened.

"Yes!"

His hands crossed slowly and he passed his face.

When the palms are stroking, the face reveals bright red demon lines. All the lines will make Lu Sheng’s original beautiful face look like a evil spirit.

Hey!

A huge red flame burned behind him and turned into an oval vortex.

"Eat it, thousand gods!"

As soon as the voice fell, a huge dark-skinned giant claw suddenly appeared in the flame vortex.

Almost at the same time, the demon **** Kun Li holding the bow is flying in the sky thousands of miles away.

Suddenly his ecstatic face was slightly stunned, and he felt that there was something behind him that was catching up.

When he was completely unaware, the black shadow behind him was flashing, and a black giant claw with a diameter of a thousand miles appeared, just placing him in the center of the claw.

The huge giant claws are like a erected continent, flying close to him.

Hey! !

Suddenly, the giant claws are momentarily closed, and only a small burst of blood is in the palm of your hand. Everything melts quickly.

The only bow of the gods tumbling and dancing, as if pulled by an invisible force, flew back. Soon, it gently fell into the palm of the hand that has been well-proportioned.

Lu Sheng is wearing a red feather coat, his body is full of strange red blood, and a short blond hair is constantly flipping with the blazing wind.

He looked down at the shackles in his hand and looked back at the fast-moving army of the demon.

"The demon **** Kun Li" road wins a cold, turned into a fire, skyrocketing, disappeared into the sky.

He must leave here as soon as possible, find a good place to absorb the huge power of the gods in the bow.

The sheer volume of this power is almost only worse than the original hegemony. The rest surpassed all the treasures that Lu Sheng had before.

Demon court.

Kunpeng Palace.

The demon teacher, Peng Peng, is sitting opposite a white-haired old man, and tea is on the road.

Suddenly his face changed slightly, and there was a faint murder in the shackles.

"How? Do you have any urgent things to do with your friends?" asked the old man.

When they reach this realm, such a distance, naturally, the slightest change of attitude will not pass the other side.

Moreover, the origin of the old man, the strength of magic, even if the Yuanshen changes, it is impossible to win him.

Yan Peng shook his head.

"Nothing, just a variable, maybe it will have some impact." He had already arranged for the demon **** Kunqu to take the smashing of the bow, but he did not expect that Kunqu was actually dead.

Moreover, even if the helpless jade is not available, it will be annihilated in an instant. The Yuanshen is not known.

"The world is now blood flowing into the sea, the lich is killing, except for the one where I am, the variables are everywhere." The old man smiled. "If the Taoist friends are interested, the old man can send people to help one or two. It is said that the old husband's subordinates are the most devastating. But this time the feelings can be offset by the two."

Xiaopeng looked cold and shook his head slightly.

"Thank you ancestors, at this time I will personally dispose of it." As a quasi-holy, at the same time, it is still a demon sorcerer. If his men are killed, he still needs external force to take revenge. Then he will not stand in the demon court in the future?

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