Asura Martial System

"The saint's blood is born?"

"My God, who is it?"

"Look, it seems to be the man who used the knife just now."

The crowd took advantage of the situation to see that under the shadow of the golden lion, they got up slowly.

Holy blood!

More noble than the blood of a real dragon.

Everyone was shocked.

A shocking mess.

"Ah ha ha... Boss, it's so cool, Golden Lion King's blood is awesome!"

He laughed wildly, but his voice just fell.

There was another roar in the sky.

Boom——

The sky is full of black clouds, the thick clouds are suddenly torn open by a pair of ferocious claws, and a prehistoric Mondo is born.

"Oh, my God, it's another kind of holy blood!"

"I'm not dreaming."

Ye Dalei got up, jumped up and rushed to the sky. Prehistoric Mondo sent out a deafening roar and rushed into Ye Dalei's body. His breath soared.

Boom——

All of a sudden, heaven and earth change color, just like the end of the world.

A huge ice Phoenix slowly came into the world, its Phoenix blood is more powerful than nine color magic Phoenix.

Shua!

A sword passed by, and the void collapsed in an instant. All the members of the Alliance Army of the seven immortal clans and the eight forces felt a chill on their forehead, and a trace of blood appeared slowly.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and you can't stay for thousands of miles!"

When the melodious poem spread, duanmuting appeared in the rear of the Alliance Army, holding a pinch of hair in his hand. In less than half a breath, duanmuting cut a hair from each head.

Everyone was in a state of shock.

However, this is not the end.

"Choo Choo"

A hissing sound resounds through the sky, and the psychedelic butterfly with seven wings falls down to blend into the body of enchantment dance.

"Warlord again!"

The hammer fell heavily on the ground, the God of war Xiang Yu attached himself and held a long halberd on his shoulder to despise the people. A surge of killing intention and the will of the God of war filled the air and shocked the people.

"Migu Migu"

Between heaven and earth, suddenly a white nine tail white fox rushed into Fox's body, the breath soared, and the strength increased crazily.

Seven holy blood!

Everyone was stunned.

Seven people appeared behind Zhao Xin, bowed and cried out: "boss!"

"My God, all seven of them have the blood of the saint!"

"True dragon blood is only holy."

"They didn't have it just now. Why did they suddenly wake up?"

"I think I saw it just now. It was given to them by long Yunxin."

"Hiss --"

Shocked!

Once again shocked by the mess, Jackie Chan cloud letter has the ability to give people blood!

No matter the seven immortal sects, the eight forces, or Ouyang Tianjian, they all look very ugly. No one thought that longyunxin was so powerful. In the face of the seven immortal sects, the ten thousand demon sects, and all the forces in Xingyun continent, longyunxin was no less powerful than them.

No one thought that long Yunxin had the power to give people blood.

And every kind of blood is stronger than the real dragon's blood!

Wanmo and Yanjiao are completely confused.

Just now, they still had the strength of the first World War, but the sudden appearance of seven Holy Blood crushed their last hope.

Don't mention seven. None of them are rivals.

The whole seven kinds of Saint level blood, each strength has reached the spirit supreme realm, crush!

All round rolling.

Just now Ouyang Tianjian was still holding true dragon blood and despised everything, but the next moment Zhao Xin directly produced seven Saint level blood, all of which were better than true dragon blood.

Zhao Xin didn't even look at Wanmo. Just like Yanjiao, he turned to Ouyang Tianjian and said with a sneer: "just now someone was mocking Laozi, saying that Laozi had no one, no strength, low blood and poor cultivation."

"Compared with Laozi, the number of the supreme spirit?"

"Stop, stop, stop, I know you want to say that they are not spiritual supremacy at all. OK, I don't have real spiritual supremacy today, but I just want to crush you thoroughly and comprehensively."

"Is the spirit supreme?"

"Does the supreme spirit have 50000 army losers in the realm of spirit and heaven?"

"The royal guards of the Dragon Kingdom, it's your turn to perform!"

Zhao Xin a fierce drink, in an instant, the horizon appeared a row of black lines.

In less than half a minute, 50000 royal guards appeared in huangjianshan, encircling the Alliance forces of the seven immortal sects.

"See your majesty!"

Loud voice, grand momentum, suppress the whole audience!

Not many, not many, just 50000 people, and each person's breath is the same realm of spirit!

Fifty thousand spirit heaven realms, not to mention three spirit supremacy, thirty spirit supremacy also give you no residue!

You know, the seven immortals plus the ten thousand demons, plus the spiritual realm of the eight forces, all add up to less than 20000 people, while the Dragon Kingdom directly has 50000 spiritual realms.

What is this concept.

Fifty thousand spirit heaven realms are absolutely the strongest existence in the nebula continent. It's just a shock to break through Huangjian city.

Shocked!

Absolutely shocked!

Invisible.

Zhao Xin gives Ouyang Tianjian a slap. Ouyang Tianjian's cheek is burning and painful. He can't say how hard he feels.

Everything you are proud of is nothing in front of longyunxin now.

Ouyang Tianjian never thought that Zhao Xin would develop to such a terrible position in two years. How did he get there? The Royal Army is the foundation of an empire. To protect the existence of the royal family will never betray it.

And Tianxin, goblin, wolf and fox are either Zhaoxin brothers or Zhaoxin women.

"Oh, there seems to be a party here."

"Lao Jia, let's see if the boss is here."

Just when they were still shocked by the imperial guards in the realm of fifty thousand spirit days, there were two abusive voices in the air.

The crowd saw nearly 300 trolls and 300 white tigers in the air.

The breath of every troll and white feather tiger is no less than the eighth level!

"Damn it, there are two ancient 15 ethnic groups!"

"Is it hard to be long Yunxin's younger brother again?"

"It's over."

Zhao Xin looked at the emergence of the gadolin and white tiger king, almost forget these two guys.

Jiadilang's injury has long recovered, and his strength has soared to Saint level, only one step away from the demon emperor.

With a scan of gadolin's divine knowledge, he saw Zhao Xin almost at a glance.

"Lao Bai, there's the boss!"

The two men's bodies flashed, the strong wind blew, and appeared directly in front of Zhao Xin.

"Boss, long time no see."

"Hee hee... Boss, we're not late."

White feather tiger king and jiadilang have the same strength, only one step away from the demon emperor.

In the two monsters, the appearance of the top level of the ancient 15 tribes completely crushed the last straw in people's hearts.

"Ha ha ha... It's not too late, it's just right!"

Zhao Xin burst out laughing.

Zhao Xin's laughter as if a slap, hard on their face, not hard.

In ancient times, the goblins, the Tianxin, the wolf, the fox, the troll, the white feather tiger, and the dragon all submitted to Zhao Xin.

Ouyang Tianjian twitched in the corner of his eyes and hummed coldly: "what if there are more powerful people, what if there are more powerful people? It's not your men who robbed you today, it's you. Take out your green worm blood. You are still not as noble as me in blood and strength. "

"Ha ha ha..."

Ouyang Tianjian began to be proud again, laughing to hide his unhappiness.

No matter how strong Zhao Xin's subordinates are, they are not Zhao Xin himself. He still has the capital to laugh at Zhao Xin.

"Well, some people always think that they have a chance to turn over if you don't suck their face."

"Then you'll be convinced to lose."

"Qinglong blood, give it to me!"