Prehistoric Dao Zun

Above the South China Sea, the sun and the moon are dark, the sea water is pouring back, and the sky is collapsing!

The three of Zhang Chen screamed in anger!Fists and feet strike, swords intersect!

The void trembles!The space screams!Countless roars resounded across the South China Sea!

In the sea of ​​spiritual treasures at this moment, Zhang Chen's three-headed and six-armed body is in a state of embarrassment, his whole body is in tattered Taoist robes, and there are countless wounds all over his body, and they are still increasing.

Drops of blood flowed from his body, from top to bottom, and just as soon as it dripped on his body, he was completely wiped out by the huge power in the air!

"Quick! Quick!" Zhan Tian's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he ruthlessly knocked away the low-grade Lingbao that was attacking him with a sword, and couldn't help but roar loudly!

Such battles are real battles!It's a man's battle!When the knife comes out, there is blood, and when the sword comes out, people die!Although no one is manipulating these spiritual treasures at this time, even the sound of the swords and swords intersecting, and the slightest vibration produced by the force, make people feel blood surging inexplicably!

"Haha! What a melee battle! I finally found out that this is the battle I've always wanted!"

Excitement flashed on Motian's face, he held a black shield made of nine black beads in his left hand, and a yellow plum branch in his right hand turned into an extremely huge mallet, smashing out all the spirit treasures in front of him!

Zhang Chen himself was even more motivated to fight. He saw a golden arched bridge in the void crossing the void, and the Taiji Diagram emerged from the void, and it ruthlessly covered himself and his avatar. There seemed to be flames in his eyes, and the power of the forbidden law was transformed. Make an incomparably domineering sword, and cut it out fiercely!

"Get out of here!"

"Boom!"

Although the power of the Taiji Diagram is very powerful, it is currently uncontrolled, so how can it defeat Zhang Chen, a heaven-defying evildoer?

It was no surprise that the sword diagrams intersected, and the Tai Chi diagram that had turned into a golden arch bridge couldn't even stop it, and was ruthlessly knocked away for tens of thousands of miles!

"happy!"

The heart is agitated, and the fighting spirit is burning!

Under the fierce battle, Zhang Chen had a clear mind, and he had no other thoughts except to defeat all the spirit treasures in front of him!

The long knife transformed from the power of the forbidden law in his hand blocked and slashed from the left, seemingly out of order, but it played its due role just right every time!

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

passionate!Such a scene, how is it different from the previous life where you ran back and forth among thousands of troops?

Zhang Chen's heart was agitated, and he kept his hands, but he suddenly remembered a song formula he had seen in his previous life, and inexplicably read: "If you are a man, be violent.

Work and benevolence are incompatible.

A man should kill, and kill without mercy.

The karma of eternal immortality lies in killing people.

In the past, there was a handsome man with a strong sense of loyalty.

Yazi kills people, and his body is lighter than a feather.

There are heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp.

Galloping around the world, only boasting of swords and guns.

If you want to find such things today, you will find moon shadows in vain. "

This is a killing song, this is a man's song.When he saw this ballad for the first time back then, countless pride surged in his heart, blood rolled in his chest, and he wished he could be on the iron-blooded battlefield in ancient times.Be a real man once.

As soon as this song came out, and every time he uttered a sentence, the infinite fighting spirit entrenched in his chest seemed to have an extra box, and it directly burst out of his body, and a sense of carefree comfort emerged from his whole body.The mind seems to have reached a kind of sublimation at this moment.The fighting spirit on his body increased by one point every time he uttered a sentence.The steps under his feet are also moving forward in rhythm.

Above the void, the Pangu banner appeared steeply, shaking out several chaotic sword qi out of thin air, Zhang Chen didn't care, and said "in vain to catch the moon shadow", the law knife in his hand swelled up steeply, bursting out the ten thousand zhang sword light, striking Chungjian actually cut the Pangu banner to pieces!

After a long battle, this is the first Lingbao broken!

The dawn of victory can already be expected!These, after all, are not the real body of the Lingbao, they are just illusions!

"Don't you see, Confucian scholars swarmed up strong men to die, and Shenzhou praised benevolence and righteousness from then on.

Once the barbarians were in chaos in the Central Plains, the scholars ran to the cowards and wept.

I want to learn the ancient style and shake the heroic spirit.

Fame is reduced to dung, and those who disdain the benevolent ridicule.

Wearing a sharp iron sword on his body, he can kill people when he is angry. "

Seeing this, Zhan Tian's heart was agitated. Although he was one with Zhang Chen himself, he was unwilling to lag behind.

Songs full of murderous intent echoed in the entire void and spread far away.In the dark, the singing seems to be able to move the heaven and the earth, there are countless gold and iron horses faintly, and the sound of killing appears along with the singing!

"Boom!"

A sharp sword qi full of heaven-defying intent slashed out with a murderous intent, and several spiritual treasures in front of Zhan Tian suddenly burst, and traces of innate energy drifted out!

"Cutting shares and drinking, chatting and laughing.

It takes ten weeks to kill an enemy thousands of miles away.

Dedicated to Zhutian Guangyu, and Jieming Mingqing.

Going out of the west gate, Mu Ti turned his head back.

Tired and sleepy, the battle horn suddenly blows.

Ximen leaves his mother, the mother is not sad for the child.

The body promises historical events, and the man will never return.

In the fighting world, the Yin Court was terribly frightened. "

"Clang clang!!"

Mo Tian waved the mallet transformed from Huang Zhongli and smashed it at many spiritual treasures in the void. He couldn't help echoing Zhang Chen's singing. The black light in his eyes became deeper, as if there was a black flame burning again. roar!

The monstrous devilish energy rises from his hands, and inexplicably, streaks of black law power appear in the void, slowly blending into Motian's body!

Chaos law!

At this moment, Mo Tian in the late period of Zhunsheng, driven by the singing of Zhang Chen and Zhang Chen, actually realized the law of chaos one step earlier than Zhang Chen and Zhang Chen!Stepped into the sub-holy realm!

"Killing a person in three steps, the heart stops and the hands don't stop.

The sea of ​​blood languishes for thousands of miles, and the corpse rests on Qianxun Mountain.

After the strong man has fought, he is tired and sleeps on the enemy's corpse.

Daughter Mo Xiang asked, why is the man so fierce.

In ancient times, benevolence and virtue only harm people, and morality has never been true? "

"Don't you see, the lion and tiger's prey are famous, but who can pity the poor elk?

The world has always been strong against the weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain. "

"Jun Xiu asks a man to do it, be violent.

Work and benevolence are incompatible.

A man's business is in the battlefield, his courage is like a bear, his eyes are like a wolf.

If you are born as a man, you will kill. Don't teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart.

The man has never been shirtless, and laughs at each other even when he dies.

There are a hundred battlefields in the enemy field, and we are willing to be green with weeds everywhere. "

"Men, don't tremble, there is a song to listen to.

Killing one is a crime, but killing one is a hero.

If 900 million are slaughtered, you will be the hero among the heroes. "

"Xiong Zhongxiong, the way is different.

See through the thousand years of benevolence and righteousness, but make this life a glorious one.

A good name does not love a bad name, and a million people are killed without punishment.

I would rather teach ten thousand people to gnash their teeth and hate, and not teach no one to scold me.

Looking at the world for 5000 years, where can heroes not kill people?

My generation is a hot-blooded and good man, but can the present lose to the ancients? "

"How much is a hundred years? Ask more generously.

The child should be built for me, and I will sing for the child.

Beckon seagulls, look at the dream in my chest, how can I get close?

Chu Yue waited to hear, but there was a turmoil in his heart and gallbladder.

Life matters are given by the sky, and they are whirling.

Several people looked at each other, smiling drunkenly.

Seeing the passing of the clouds, fearing the majestic years, throwing everything like a shuttle.

Advise the son and hold the candle, so that you can have a good spring! "

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The three of Zhang Chen unconsciously uttered three words, and the agitated murderous aura rose directly into the sky, piercing through the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon.The Heaven's Punishment Tribulation Cloud that had not dissipated in the turbulent void trembled violently.

The inexplicable sound of killing and cutting that appeared from the void was even more tragic, shaking the world!

At this moment, Zhang Chen and Zhan Tian are acting strangely, and following Mo Tian's singing, they have stepped into a wonderful realm.

Strangely, the main body of Zhang Chen and the three avatars actually stepped into a certain mysterious realm at the same time, each undergoing some inexplicable sublimation.

What's even more strange is that the three of them who entered that realm seem to be more comfortable fighting outside.

Every move and every move shows a certain mysterious artistic conception, showing mysterious and powerful power.

"Men's Walk" The killing song is a matter of ancient times and today.Killing one is a crime, killing thousands is a hero, and killing millions is a hero among heroes.The singing is full of killing, full of the man's full of pride, talking about thousands of bloody things.The end is a song through the ages.Throughout the ages, there has never been a song comparable to "Men's Walk".

The three of Zhang Chen chanted "Men's Walk" over and over again unconsciously, their voices overshadowed the sound of killing and killing, overshadowed the clanging of swords and swords, overshadowed the whistling sound of countless spirit treasures shuttling back and forth!Far from around Tianyan Island, it spread to the entire South China Sea, and then spread again until it disappeared.

This song, even those ignorant animals who have not activated their intelligence, can still feel the pride and fighting spirit in the song that runs through the past and the present!The turbulent blood in the body was churning, and they couldn't help but raised their necks and let out bursts of long sounds and roars.In the flood, one after another.The eyes of many gentle animals can't help but turn blood red.An unprecedented violence emanated from his body.

"Bang bang bang!!"

"Roar!!"

"howl!!"

"Wow!!"

"What's that sound?"

In the prehistoric world, all the monks who heard the voice inexplicably felt a kind of soaring pride, a monstrous fighting spirit that seemed to tear the sky apart!

In the chaos, on the top of Buzhou Mountain, the Heavenly Court of the Monster Clan, the Great Hall of the Witch Clan...

Everyone looked towards the direction of the South China Sea in disbelief, towards Tianyan Island.

"This... is this Zhan Tian?!"

There was a sound of surprise, a sigh, and then endless silence...

"Blood stained!"

"common people!!"

"angry!!!!"

Above the South China Sea, the eyes of Zhang Chen and the three of them were sharp and each had a strange light. The three of them spoke separately, but they were equally determined, equally chilling, and equally monstrous fighting spirit!

One deity, one battle sky, one demon sky.

A bloody lotus stand, a sword of destruction, and a combination of spiritual treasures.

A law of prohibition, a law of destruction, and a law of chaos.

The three of them clenched their respective treasures tightly, using their own laws, and launched their own attacks. However, inexplicably, the attacks of the three miraculously gathered above the heads of the three, and a mighty power comparable to that of a saint erupted. !

"cut!"

"cut!"

"cut!"

Suddenly drink!The sky is broken!The law of heaven suddenly broke again!

Today's chapter is over, and I still have a lot to say. At the end, I will send two paragraphs similar to "Men's Walk" for everyone.

In addition, regarding the slow update, Mr. Lang is also very helpless. It is the end of the year and I am a bit busy at work. I have tried my best. I hope everyone will understand, but the situation of updating every day will not last for a long time. , must explode!I hope you will support us a lot!

One:

The night light is cold, the blade is cold.

Fighting wine and whipping men go, before the wine wakes up, the sword energy rises, and the blue blood splatters to paint.

Travel all over the world injustice, sweep away all human swords and demons.

Misty ups and downs, looking at the bright moon with squinting eyes, since ancient times, heroes have many ambitions, turbulently disturbing the vicissitudes of Kyushu, wanting to turn into a dragon and write the spring and autumn!

two:

In the Yanhuang land, there are so many heroes, one enemy is not afraid of a hundred people.

People are not timid, Qiu Bixue, look at the blood of my Chinese man.

The man's blood, he is heroic, his arrogance is like iron.

With a golden knife in his hand and white jade on his body, he is hungry for the head of a beautiful chief and thirsty for the blood of Rakshasa.

Children's love, let's throw it away, Han Haizhi, only now.

The man travels thousands of miles with his sword, beheading Hu Jie all the way.

Flying battle songs by the Aegean Sea, singing songs for my Huaxia.

Steel knives are danced in the city of Tokyo, and the knives are full of Japanese slave blood.

Set up a class with super ambitions, observe the Suwu Festival, sing Wumu Ci, and do Yishui farewell.