Blade and Sword God Sovereign

There is an incredible exclamation between heaven and earth.

Everyone around the scene is a dull face. Even the ten gods are slightly lost in this moment. When they carelessly raise their hands, they will fly an old-fashioned powerhouse. What kind of power is this? ?

This black robe young man has never appeared before, and there has never been such a person in the list of the young generations of the court.

But in this dead silence, everyone understands that at this moment, a new peerless genius was born.

A new myth of the younger generation was born.

The so-called "Thunder Roar", "God of the Holy Spirit" and so on, the genius of the physique of the gods, in front of the young man in the black robe, it is simply the glory of the grain of rice in the face of Haoyue, not the same heavyweight.

"How is this possible? How can a human race have this power?" The black and white six-winged genius Faul was shocked.

He felt a strong threat. If the black robe young man had to deal with himself, he was afraid that even if he used the taboo magical power of the Yu family, it would be difficult to resist.

"A terrible opponent." The sea fisher princess gently opened, the beautiful scorpion, flashed a deep sorrow, a strong young human genius appeared, for the sea, it is definitely not good news, And she instinctively felt a crazy killing and ruin from the young man in the black robe, which made her very uncomfortable.

In the distance, hundreds of monks and strong men are surrounded by a young man who is half-baked in the blue and half-baked. In the eyes of the night pearl, there is a deep taboo, and the monks have always been ferocious. Not afraid of death, but this level of power, but this deaf genius feels tremendous pressure.

The crowds are changing.

"This... the first person in the younger generation of the Eastern Continent, who else can suppress him?"

"How did the gods come out with such a monster?"

"He is the son of the gods? It is terrible. Whether it is a natural strength or a status power, he will be an era."

"Between the moments, the era of young geniuses in the East China is over, no one can compete with this young man."

A variety of voices of discussion spread wildly among the surrounding people. It was just a move. It shocked the masters of all parties. This is far beyond the power of ordinary gods. It will appear in such a young What is even more desperate in a body is that his gesture at the time of his previous shot is extremely relaxed and relaxed, which shows that he has saved considerable strength.

People seem to have seen that a new martial arts supreme in the East China is rising.

Jiangshan has talented people, but no one can fight this person.

Ding Hao also felt a suffocating pressure.

It’s just a piece of emptiness, it’s not a shrill magical power, it’s just a direct flight of the realm of the three gods Ding’s paintings.

Ding Wei’s strength is even stronger than his most pessimistic imagination.

At that moment, the blood of Ding Hao’s body was stirring, as if he had received some kind of power traction, so that he could clearly feel that Ding Wei used the force of the knife in the “Sword and Double Eucharist”. It is a realm that is still above oneself, and the stimulation of the blood of the body has reached a level of terror.

Ding Hao was shocked and immediately operated [Xuan Zhan Sheng Yu] to suppress the blood in his body.

At this moment, Ding Hao seems to be aware of it. There is a trace of doubt in the scorpion. He glances at the crowd around him and finally does not go into it.

boom!

The rock smashed and burst, and the three gods rose from the rock and flew out.

His appearance is a little embarrassed, the golden armor of his body has become broken, the golden brush in his hand is completely broken, the corner of his mouth overflows with a trace of blood, his body shape is slightly shaken, Ding Busan and Ding Busi are so surprised, and quickly pass Hold him...

"It seems that you are really old, I am overestimating you. I didn't expect you to even pick me up. I can't get it." Ding Yan shook his head with a hint of ridiculous disdain: " You don’t use the old bones like this. Don’t honestly hide this cruelty. It’s pitiful to confess Ding Sheng’s thief.”

Wu Feng and others are glaring, but there is no way.

Ding Wei's strength is too strong, since the three gods can not resist him, then others are simply the fate of being crushed.

Even Ding Busan and Ding Bu Si, the two geniuses of the blood, can not pose a threat to such an almost freak opponent.

It seems that today's situation has really been fixed.

Although the Three Gods saw the killing of the game and killed Shi Yihuang, in the face of absolute strength, all struggles seem to have no effect.

"Three uncles, you are looking for a dead end, and you have to blame me for being ruthless." Ding Yi approached step by step, and the whole world seemed to tremble between his empty steps, and the voice was cold and authentic: "Before leaving What other words can you have? Oh, don't ask me to bypass your two sons. I am not the father, not the woman. Your two sons are of good qualifications. Staying will be a disaster. Although you are not afraid, but you will feel trouble, why not send them to accompany you on the road?"

Murderous, overflowing in the void.

"Oh, well, it really is the power that God has given to Haoer. It is a pity that you are taken by this dog." In the face of such a crisis, the three gods laughed and were not afraid.

Ding Hao no expression, murderous in the pupil, sneer: "You said Ding Hao? The poor worm is not worthy of the Holy Blood. I want to come to the bones now, God gave him strength, but he did not have that life. Go enjoy it, die."

Suddenly, the three gods looked sharply and said: "I don't think you are worthy of possession. It's better for me to dig up your eyes and pick them up."

"Ha ha ha ha ha." Ding Wei laughed disdainfully: "Old things, you can't even pick me up, such a waste, want my embarrassment, can you do it?"

The three gods looked calm and said: "I really can't stop you, but someone can crush you."

"Oh? Who? I want to see." Ding Xiao sneered, his eyes are full of ridicule.

But the sarcasm on the face of the three gods is even more intense. Looking at Ding's eyes, it is like watching a clown.

He stood up slightly and let out a figure behind him.

This is a young man wearing white leather, who still looks like a man in his twenties. He is a demon and handsome man. He has long hair like a waterfall, and his eyes are calm and calm, sparkling with a vicissitudes of life and wisdom. Light, his body is slender, standing quietly, there is no fascinating radiance, and there is no terrible pressure to release, but the indifferent temperament, but let people can notice him at a glance.

Ding Yu’s eyes showed a trace of doubt, and it seemed that he suddenly recognized something. His eyes shot an incredible gaze and his body was huge.

A short silence.

The surrounding crowd suddenly began to groan, and the unstoppable exclamation and shocking sounds spread like raging waves in all directions.

"Yes...big god!"

"It’s really a big god, the gods of the past are almost arrogant."

"Hey, he actually appeared, is he really here?"

"How much, the Great Son is still so extraordinary, in the middle of the sea, you can recognize him at a glance, but the sharpness in his body is a lot of killing."

"Sixteen years ago, I had the privilege of seeing the big gods from afar. At that time, he was really shocked by the heavens. It is the center of this world. No one can compare with him. Now it is fading and prosperous. There is no such thing as a timeless, but it is even more extraordinary."

Many of the older generation of the crowd sighed and flew away.

At that time, the great gods of Megatron and the noble virtues were the objects of admiration and admiration of countless geniuses of the same age. They were also the choices of many old and powerful people who were full of praise. Many people believed that he must be the future court. The Lord can lead the Terran of the Eastern Continent to dominate the entire Confucian continent and become the most brilliant legend in the history of the Terran.

Who knows how to make people...

But even so, even in the past many years, the court has spared no effort to discredit and smash him. At this moment, when he appeared, he still caused countless sighs.

When this faded a bustling and radiant, the man who was flat and quiet, quietly standing in the void, immediately became the center of the world.

If the old **** of the past is a star that eternally burns and shines out of the sky, then he is like a squat in the endless void, silently nurturing himself. Strength, the black hole that can't be worn or can't be sideways, the edge is full, but it is even more frightening.

In the crowd.

Ding Hao almost shouted out.

A kind of madness and boiling from the soul, let him tremble with excitement, there is an impulse to immediately rush to recognize.

This time is definitely not wrong.

Absolutely not wrong.

Once the golden light source of the pseudo-god city was transmitted to the picture inside Ding Hao’s head, once again, Ding Hao seemed to see the big god, and he was shocked by the sky. He saw the crazy figure of the fairy, and saw the tears of the hero and saw the mother’s father. Blood, I saw the younger sister who was in the midst of sorrow, saw the crying and said that she did not hurt, and saw the happy home in a moment of fragmentation...

I saw the illusion seen in Asking Jianzong's [Witness Ladder], one by one who was loyal to his father's guard and died, and saw the scene where his father and mother fled with their brothers and sisters in the case of serious injuries.

At that time, it was this man who used his arms and arms to block all injuries.

At that time, he and the present, as if the change is huge, but it seems that nothing has changed.

Ding Hao’s eyes were involuntarily red, and the acid-smelling liquid flowed out uncontrollably.

He bit his teeth and didn't rush out.

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