Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Ding Xing's paintings are quiet and authentic: "The seven brothers came earlier than us, are you more anxious than us?"

"This person is the king of the seven gods, Ding Jinjin. These years are superficially attached to the pseudo-God Emperor. The forces are extremely strong, and there are many party feathers. Half a year ago, the false gods fell, and he screamed and cut off the imperial gods. Nowadays it is the great faction of the gods. One, for the imperial position is inevitable, be careful to deal with." Ding Bu Si gently in the ears of Ding Hao.

Ding Hao nodded.

Thirteen gods in the past, not everyone is following Ding Shengtan or the thirteen gods, but also God has thoughts about the emperor, the power is not small, but it is covered by the light of the singular arrogance of the past, and cannot be contested. So it is not very obvious, but once the singular arrogance has become a thing of the past, then these people will show tyrannical energy and wrist.

Ding Xingjin obviously belongs to such a person.

And this kind of person is more than one.

At this moment, Ding Xingjin’s gaze fell on Ding Hao’s body. He looked at it carefully and smiled at the corner of his mouth. “Is this child the darling of the big brother?” It's a bit like it!"

Ding Xing's paintings snorted and said: "Seven brothers, time is not early, don't make these tongue fights, please let them go, wait for the blood of Haoer to open the temple, everything is natural."

Ding Xingjin did not answer the words. In other words, "The big brother was in the position of the gods, and Megatron, his children, I want to come to be a young genius. I am very curious. If this child is really a big brother, then How many points did you have when you were a big brother? Don’t be caught up in the family of Ding’s, and I’m afraid that the whole Ding will be ashamed!”

"You? Old, what do you mean by this?" Ding Xing Xue, who has been talking for a long time.

Ding Xingjin laughed happily, and glanced at Ding Xingxue casually. The disdain was revealed. "Old, it seems that you have not had long-term memory in these years. Since the whole person is abolished, this old-fashioned dragon bell looks like this. It’s better to go back and cultivate, maybe you can live for a few more years. If you are strong, you’re probably not just the end of imprisonment.”

"You?" Ding Xingxue was furious and angry.

Ding Hao also frowned.

This Ding Xingjin is a bit arrogant, ** naked arrogant, the tone is not only to look down on Ding Xingxue, obviously also brought a threat, before he did not read the brothers, Ding Hao from his tone, and even felt a trace of silk Killing.

"Three uncles and four uncles, let's go, the advanced ancestral temples matter." Ding Hao did not look at Ding Xingjin, and walked straight ahead.

Although it is an uncle, Ding Xingjin, the uncle, gives people the feeling that they are not as temperamental and pattern as the false gods. Ding Hao was originally a soul that passed through. It may not have a great sense of belonging to the Ding family. It was only because of the blood relationship, so I was grateful to Ding Shengtan. Later, Ding Xinghua, Ding Xingmu and others were stunned by Ding Hao, and Ding Hao was naturally grateful.

Can it be like Ding Xingjin?

Looking at the face of his father and uncle, Ding Hao will not care too much with him, but if someone really wants to stand up and bring his face together to give people a pumping? That Ding Hao will not be polite.

"Stand up, do I let you go?" Ding Xingjin looked awkward and said: "Small age, I don't know how to be young and old, and I have grown up. I want to enter my home." The door? It’s really crazy!”

When this was said, not only Ding Hao’s face was cold, but Ding’s paintings, Ding Xingmu and others were also angry.

"Old seven, what do you mean by this? Is it necessary to stop me from failing?" Ding Xing painted with anger and asked.

Ding Xing Jinpi laughed at the meat and said: "I just prevent some people from indulging in the numbers, pretending to be the blood of the big brother, and tarnishing the glory of my family. You said that he is the elder brother's embarrassment. If there is any evidence, I can really prove him. The identity, then it is not too late to enter the ancestral temple."

"What evidence is there? As long as the blood drops on the Excalibur, you can open the gates of the Ancestral Temple, and then everything will be natural." Ding Xingmu is literally authentic.

"Ha ha ha ha," Ding Xingjin laughed and said: "If you can't open the gates of the Ancestral Temple? Isn't that the ancestral temple swords smeared by the low blood? I can't allow this to happen. ”

"You?" Ding Xingxue said: "You are simply arrogant."

"Oh, the waste man rolled to the side." Ding Xingjin glanced at it and dismissed it.

When Ding Hao heard this, he couldn’t help but snorted and said: "I didn't have any interest in opening the ancestral temple. If it was for the father, I don't even want to take this step. But there are some **** guys. Repeatedly provoking, huh, huh, I am still going to open the ancestral temple today, I see who dares to stop me."

Said, Ding Hao stepped out and walked straight ahead.

"presumptuous!"

"I don't know what to do!"

The two strong men standing behind Ding Xingjin shouted loudly and shot the body to Ding Hao's body, and the shot was extremely sinister.

"roll!"

Ding Hao went one step further and did not see how he made a move. It was only a slight burst of momentum. The two strong men were directly shocked and flew out. They were blasted into the distant sky, and they did not know how to fly. Go there.

"Small wild species, how dare you dare?" Ding Xingjin was shocked and shouted.

The voice has not fallen.

Ding Hao looked up at him, and the two dawns were like the trial of the sword. The fine mans overflowed. Ding Xingjin only felt that the body was extremely heavy, as if it were countlessly made by the Taikoo Mountain, and his knees were soft and his As soon as I was able to stand up, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I slammed it down and went to the direction of the temple.

"You?" Ding Xingjin is simply a ghost, and one of his mind is blank.

How could this be?

How can the strength of this small wild species be strong enough?

Just a look, let yourself lose the power of resistance in a moment, what is the realm?

"Do you waste this kind of waste, and dare to blame the emperor? At the beginning, my father was slain by white, and he did not see and preside over justice. He did not see that you maintained the blood purity of the Ding family, and crouched in the knees. Under the shrine of the false gods, the false gods, you jumped out to make waves, your ugliness and pity, passers-by know, compared with the uncle, you are just a waste of clowns, honestly worshipping here. Ancestral temple, really regret it!"

Every word of Ding Hao is screaming in the ears of everyone.

After that, Ding Hao slowly and forcefully walked toward the temple of the gods.

Ding Xingjin trembled, as if he had been fixed, he could not move and squatted.

Ding Xing painting three people look at each other, although I know Ding Hao's strength, but this kind of instant contrast still makes their hearts shocked, Ding Xingjin is also a sin deserved, these heavens jumped down and mastered an important force, the heart The **** of the private desires makes the whole **** uneasy. If you stop the road today, it is even more sorrowful. You should let him swear here.

In fact, Ding Hao’s current realm and cultivation are regarded as the existence of the supreme level in the entire Shen’s mainland. The road of martial arts is the master. In terms of cultivation and realm, Ding Hao can be regarded as a domain overlord. Even if the false gods are born again, the mainstay of the Yu, the sea, and the orcs will come. In front of Ding Hao, they will be treated with equal ceremonies. There is no qualification for arrogance, let alone the character of Ding Xingjin?

This scene completely shocked everyone. The other strongmen who followed Ding Xingjin were also shocked to move. Looking at Ding Hao’s eyes was like seeing a ghost. Even the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The people who were originally preparing to watch the excitement were taking a breath.

The power of the three gods and other people does not occupy an advantage in today's gods. It can even be said that the power of the weak faction is almost twenty years old. The glory created by the great gods has already been in the gods. The memory of everyone has disappeared. Even if someone remembers the deeds of the great gods, what can it do? Memory can't be regarded as capital. Under the temptation of the emperor's position, only true power and power are the symbol of the right to speak. In many people's eyes, the three gods and the four gods, gods, etc., live in memory. The poor man, the great **** himself does not know where to die, but these people still want to support a nameless little **** who is said to be the big god, and this is simply a ridiculous joke.

Today, it is said that the four gods and others will take the nameless small boarding temple, and some people deliberately put the news to the most unsatisfied Ding Xingjin, and then there are countless people waiting to see jokes.

However, who knows Ding Xingjin has become a big joke.

Standing on the dark side of the forces, it has become the supporting role of this big joke.

Their eyes are small and their strength is high enough to make the whole **** feel tremble.

This kind of strong personal strength, coupled with the power of the Three Gods, the Four Gods, and the gods, plus some people who also live with them about the glory and memory of the Great God... I think it’s a bit Horror, who can suppress such powers? Those powerful factions that were originally full of confidence, this moment in their faces waiting to see jokes, there is a smile that is more ugly than crying.

And before they have responded, what happened at this time, the temple has changed -

A **** glow of the sky rises from the sky, the whole mountain is whistling, a tyrannical to the extreme, but also pure to the extreme blood, like a hurricane swept the entire god, the invisible power, the need The clouds of the void are stirring, the clouds are surging, the forests are roaring, the beasts are long, the cranes are dancing, and the whole gods are hundreds of millions of people, but all the bodies of the body are the blood of the Ding family - even those who are extremely thin blood, At this moment, I felt a kind of surrender and shock from the heart, could not help but face the temple, and smashed the ground!

"That is... the ancestral temple was opened, and the ancestral temple was actually opened by the nameless little!"

"Is he really a descendant of the blood of the great god? Is there such a pure blood of the Ding family? The ancestral temple is astonishing, and it is almost the time when the old Emperor was in the throne..."

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I apologized to the brothers. I accompanied my wife to the women and children in Xi'an yesterday. I got up at 4 o'clock in the morning and went to the hospital to queue up. I have been looking for a hotel until now, and I am desperately trying to catch up. If there is no before 12 o'clock tonight. Second, that is tomorrow 3 more.

Sorry