Beast Piercing The Heavens

Chapter 894 is fierce

Title: beast broke sky Author: Demon Night words in this chapter: 2516 Update Time: 2012-08-0821: 00

"call out!"

"boil!"

All the soul slaves and monsters did not hesitate, and all of them came to the Flying Snow Supreme. No one, no monsters attacked with energy, but all armed with weapons and claws, attacking with all strength. ""

"Haha, since you want to die, this seat will send you all to the Netherland!"

Fei Xue Zun is not angry and rejoicing, this group of silly goods actually do not run, but also want to rely on their strength to kill him? The brutality on his face was even stronger, and the night was light and the body was teleported again.

"Hey!"

The flying snow stalwart is very fast, and with each of his teleports, it is a burst of a crystal or a demon. Just in the blink of an eye, the three six-pin peak warriors and two monsters were killed by him. The teleportation of the Sayādaw and the power of the source are too strong. These soul slaves and monsters are not the enemy of one stroke at all.

The power of the source can resist the over-the-top artifacts and be invincible.

Fei Xue Zun has become a sage for more than 100,000 years, and the power of teleportation and the power of the source is extremely skillful. His attack method is very simple. After the teleportation, the hand with the power of the source directly grabs the warrior. Ignore the defense of the other party, even if the other party attacks with a weapon, he also ignores it, grabs it with one claw, and even brings weapons to the person to directly explode.

"Flying snow old dog, do you have a kind of kill me, is it interesting to kill them?"

Watching one of the warriors fall down, a monster is turned into a pile of minced meat. The whole face was distorted at night, and the body struggled fiercely, and his hands were constantly screaming on the face of the Flying Snow Sovereign, screaming and screaming.

It’s just that the power of the night is cold, and it’s all about the power of the **, how can it hurt the Flying Snow?

"Haha, have you ever thought about killing me on the island of Feiyu? Today I want you to see all the people being killed one by one!"

The Flying Snow Supreme just used the power of the gods to form a simple shield on the surface of the body, and ignored the slap in the cold, but was extremely excited. The night is light and cold, and the more excited the flying snow is, the more transient the night with the cold, and then the massacre of the night.

"Flying snow old dog, as long as the young master is not dead, I will let you fly to the island of blood all day long, I swear!"

The night was snarling with anger and roaring throughout the island. The voice was filled with endless anger, endless remorse, endless desolateness.

"Ha ha ha, even if the king of Laos can not save you, I see you are cheaper than you, you can rest assured that I would recommend your Highness, will not let you die very easily, you must be tortured to death! ”

For the threat of the night light, the Flying Snow Supreme does not care. At this moment, countless nobles are coming to this side, and Lieutenant Temple has already set off, and countless stars have come to this side.

Who can save the night light cold?

Under the princess of the plowing heaven, it is said that it is impossible for the monarch and the butterfly dancer to manage it! Even if that Mo Xiaoxiao appeared, it was a dead end...

"Escape, all for me!"

The night light cold continues to linger, but these soul slaves and monsters, just like eating a smashed iron heart, incarnate as a moth, under the flame of the flying snow sage, one by one, one Only turned into ground meat and residual limbs. There are countless space rings in the air, but there is no one in Shenjing. Because Shenjing was all smashed by the Flying Snow Supreme.

Everyone today, seeing the gap between the Sayādaw and the six-character warriors, is not a level at all, just like a giant with a sword and a child with a wooden stick.

The blood on the ground has gathered into a small river. The nearby attic has long been turned into pieces. The core stone on the island has also been shattered. The shield of the sky has dissipated. You can see that some dragon boats have appeared in the sea line in the distance. on.

"The city owner, Wushan takes a step first. If you can go back to the ethereal mainland, help me take care of my people, my people are in Wucheng!"

Wushan’s gods felt that the figure of the Flying Snow Lord appeared beside him. He did not escape and did not fight back. Instead, it quickly passed the sound to the night, and then felt a lot of pain in the body, and **** hands caught in his back. But he did not wait for the hand to grab his crystal, and he instantly detonated Shen Jing.

"boom!"

Wushan's strength is the lowest, but it is also the strength of the five peaks, so the power of self-destruction, even the flying snow sages feel a little trouble. However, it was just a little trouble. He mentioned the night coldness in front of him, and then the power of the back of the body surrounded it, and immediately teleported.

"boom!"

A huge mushroom cloud rises into the sky, and a huge sound rang through the stars, echoing back and forth in the stars and seas, and prolonged.

"Wushan! Ah..."

Along with the sound of the explosion, there was a roar of hysterical nights.

Wushan is the only person in the field who is not his soul slave. Wushan’s strength is not high, but since the rain is coming from the mountain, Wushan has taken care of the night and the cold, and after the Fengshen Valley, it’s a swearing death. There is a deep relationship between the two. The night is not entirely a feeling for his men, but also the feelings of his long-term friends. It can be said that so many people in the field, the death of Wu Shan, made him the most sad and angry.

"Ha ha ha..."

Such an explosion, of course, there is nothing wrong with the Flying Snow Supreme. With the power of the source of the body, even if the seven peaks blew themselves, they can not cause him a lot of damage. If it weren't for the protection of the night, he wouldn't bother to teleport and resist directly.

Just a short period of time, the night light and cold sweeping the stars of the subordinates, has lost less than a quarter of the warriors and monsters. At the moment, the rest of the people and the beasts finally began to run away, and they flew lightningly in all directions.

"Hey! I want to escape, don't want to escape today!"

The smile of the sneak sneak sneak, the sea line appeared in the distance, the dragon boat has been more and more, and there are countless warriors coming, and even more sages are constantly teleporting, even if they are fleeing, they Can I escape there?

The Flying Snow Supreme has targeted the fastest wind emperor, and the power of the source once again condenses in the palm of the hand, and then disappears into the air with the night light cold.

The flying snow sage appeared in the back of the wind emperor, and then quickly grabbed the waist with the one-handed waist. He knew that this person was a seven-character warrior. He just gave him a sneak peek, so he used the fastest speed. The power of the source is also more than just one, to ensure that the wind emperor can not escape this time.

"The wind is careful! Flying snow old dog, Xiaoye wants to tear you!"

In the night, the eyes were horrified, and the body was even more writhing. The hands and feet were used together, and the fans of the Snow Master were beaten and kicked. However, the Flying Snow Supreme has the power to protect the body, the night is light and cold, and even the corners of the Flying Snow Supreme don’t want to tear it down...

The wind emperor can't escape! Actually... he never thought about going to escape.

He suddenly turned around, and then smiled at the sneer of the flying snow sage, and his hand slammed against the head of the flying snow sage. He did not manage, the fatal catch of the Flying Snow Supreme, even took the same play!

"Idiot! Go to hell!"

The body of the Flying Snow is not moving, and the color of ridicule on the face is more obvious than the Emperor of the Wind. This little warrior actually wants to go with himself? His brain burned out, and the power of his hand did not move. The Flying Snow Supreme encircled the residual power of the body in his head. There is a source of strength to protect the body, the wind emperor this painting is even a super artifact, it is not bad for his head!

The Emperor of the Wind did not slow down, and the taunting of the corner of his mouth became more and more intense. His eyes did not look at the Flying Snow Supreme, and then turned his head and looked at the night light. He said: "Master, I will take a step first. If you embark on the peak in the future, please take care of Apocalypse, my people!"

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