Wu Po Jiuxiao

One thousand, 470 and six chapters are strange! !

Space freezes!

Breath dancing!

It seems that all of these things are beginning to be solidified by the surrounding momentum.

Only two boiling momentums are left colliding with each other,

clap clap clap! !

The momentum collided, and the huge impact force produced caused the surrounding space to crackle and crack countless times!

"Judgment!!!"

The leader, holding a black scroll and waving his divine robe, shouted fiercely.

Suddenly the world was dark for a while, and Ye Fantian instantly felt that there was a huge change in front of him, as if everything began to change suddenly, the invisible pressure collided fiercely in his heart, what's more, his thoughts began to change.

What I did seemed to be completely subverted at this moment.

"I made an unforgivable mistake just now, and I actually committed the next one. This is a capital crime, an unforgivable capital crime, and I am a sinner!!"

Countless thoughts began to be born in my heart, but each of these thoughts was clearly developing in a new direction. Undoubtedly, this idea was wrong, and with the emergence of this idea, Ye Fantian's breath was Started to become disorganized.

The man holding the black scroll had a faint sternness and a smile on his face.

"Judgment! There is no pardon! Only death!!"

A god-like voice appeared in Ye Fantian's world. This voice has an irresistible taste, which cannot be doubted. It is like a rule set by the king of gods. No one can violate it!

"Humph……"

A cold snort suddenly appeared.

The voice was clear and sweet, but it contained some kind of terrible suppression. With the appearance of a cold snort, Ye Fantian's mind shook violently, and he instantly felt that something was wrong.

"Damn bastard!!"

Can't help scolding angrily.

Ye Fantian's mind was as round as a white jade, without any impurity that could impact it.

"boom!!"

A huge roaring sound began to appear, and the roaring sound drove boundless pressure, as if a thunder god appeared, the man holding the black scroll changed his face wildly, and began to withdraw his power in a hurry.

"laugh……"

A pair of scarlets began to flash, and in an instant, Ye Fantian had already started to fight back.

Between the eyebrows, Wan Dao's light began to stretch and stretch like the sun and the moon, and burst out. At this moment, the Holy Infant appeared again. At this time, he began to get angry, and his small hand moved slightly, pinching a mark and was about to move forward. shock.

"kill!!"

Ye Fantian was completely furious, and he was unknowingly attacked by this guy's mind.

The person holding the black scroll, the obvious power of the mysterious soul is beyond ordinary, if it is not because Ye Fantian's Holy Infant is a fusion body of the mysterious soul, I am afraid that he will suffer from this guy.

"roll!"

There was a roar, the sound seemed simple, but it resounded in the man's ears as if it was beyond the heavens. The god of thunder roared, and bursts of divine cries came out, shaking him all over.

Ye Fantian's guess was correct. This guy looks powerful, but in fact, his main power is still based on his own mysterious soul. At this time, the power of Ye Fantian's Holy Infant began to explode, and a big seal fell , instantly enveloped the opponent's body, making it impossible for him to dodge.