Hail the King

"Ha ha ha, do you think you have escaped today? There is never a chance."

A loud and full of vigilant sounds like giant waves rolling in and out.

It is the Yassin Emperor, who is known as ‘Ya Xin’s life, not lost to others’. Although it is only the strength of the full moon, but the big Japanese power of Domenech is like a dog.

Hey!

The golden energy of the road is like a meteor group passing over the sky, with a devastating breath, continuously hitting the red red flame shield in front.

After each impact, the flame shield will dim a point, and in a blink of an eye, it will be in a precarious situation.

"Yasin, don't deceive too much." Domenech screamed in anger and frantically spurred the energy of the flame shield between his own heaven and earth.

The magical energy of the big Japanese master he mastered is a kind of more advanced energy. In terms of quality, it is far beyond the power of the military in the realm of the moon, but it is chasing the golden spirit that is chasing after that. Under the impact, it is quickly consumed, as if it were naturally restrained by his energy.

"It’s awkward."

The golden flames behind the pursuit of the golden flames are cold and unscrupulous, and the strong breath of a stock is continuously hitting, and does not give Domenech a breather.

at last--

"You have been chasing me for ten days and ten nights. It is really deceiving. I am not escaping. I am fighting with you... Hey, let you feel the anger of the real big-day sage!"

Just like the rabbit that was rushed to the eye, Domenech saw that it was impossible to rely on speed or endurance to get rid of the pursuit. It simply stopped running and suddenly turned to stagnate in the void and sang loudly. The ethereal spell, between the heavens and the earth, immediately began to rush to his side with the power of a powerful element of flame.

"Oh, is the dog jumping over the wall? The emperor, I look forward to your performance."

The golden flame flashed, and the figure of Yasin the Great was stagnant for a hundred meters. He was stunned by the horror of the golden spirit. The golden light radiated in all directions, like the emperor of the world, sneer at Domenech. , not the first to shoot.

"Things that are darker than dusk, more delicious than blood, the power in the dark abyss... awaken... let me..."

Domenech madly summoned the elements of the flame system. The sky is like a sun. The air becomes hot. The green grass under the kilometer is withered, the trees are black, the ground is cracked, and the square is round. Within a kilometer, it was shrouded in this rapid heat and turned into a hot world.

Finally, the last singer of the spell fell.

"Ha ha ha, Yasin, you are still too confident, self-confidence is too arrogant, I said that once you have not advanced to the big-day sage, you will never be able to experience the terrible of the great-day sage, haha Maybe I am not your opponent in the frontal confrontation, but if I am desperate, you will pay the price, hahaha, give me death! Burning the source... [Fire Kiss]!

The voice fell and the horror vision appeared.

A flame troll of up to a kilometer emerged from the void, wearing a crown of thorns blazed by flames, holding a huge magical scepter out of the flame, blurring the face of the extreme, shooting two blazing lights in the eyes, one Bowing down, opening a huge mouth, with a terrible suction, directly swallowed up towards Yasin the Great.

"Well? Burning the source?"

At the moment of Yassin’s emperor, his face was also exposed to a dignified accident.

His figure was a retreat, the golden flames flashed wildly, his hands continually waved, the golden knives and giant swords of a handle continually morphed out, covering half of the sky in a dense manner, with both hands pushing, all the huge swords It turned into a golden streamer, like a meteor shower, and shot toward the flame troll.

"Haha, useless struggles, the burning of the origin of the great-day sage, is it that you can resist?"

In Domenech’s crazy laughter, the golden meteor shower light was sucked into the mouth of the flame troll, without the slightest embarrassment, the horrible suction continued from the huge mouth, between heaven and earth. All of them were sucked up, and the huge stones on the ground were like paper scraps in front of such suction, which was directly sucked up.

There is a mountain that is directly broken by the horror suction.

Yasin the Great was the first to bear the brunt of the suction, and he was struggling for a moment. He was flashing with the golden flame of glaring suction. As time passed, his figure actually swayed and gradually moved toward the giant’s mouth. .

"Ha ha ha, burning more than half of my big Japanese source, this time, I am going out, even after the strength has fallen by half, I will do whatever it takes, kill you, haha, completely dismantle my demons, my When you enter the country, you will be in a thousand miles!"

Seeing that Yassin’s Emperor was firmly suppressed, Domenech’s accidents frantically burned his big Japanese origin at the cost, and the suction in the flame trolls formed a majestic hurricane. Everything in the heavens and the earth was Inhaled into its mouth.

The shape of Yassin’s emperor is close to the flame troll’s mouth.

This approach speed is getting faster and faster.

Finally, probably after more than ten minutes of persistence, the golden light of Yassin’s body became dim and diminished. It was compressed back to the general, only to maintain a circle of less than two meters in diameter, with the flame troll screaming, 咻The sound of Yassin’s emperor was directly absorbed into the mouth of the flame troll.

"Ha ha ha, Yasin, you are dead, the flame troll, the fire of hell, refining it for me."

In the mouth of the flame troll, a golden light sword is constantly projected. It seems to be the last struggle in the room, but it is difficult to break the trap of the flame troll. The light point of the golden light sword constantly changes in the flame. The position of the troll's body, from the mouth to the throat, from the throat to the abdomen, the golden lightsaber disappeared without a trace.

"Ha ha ha, Yasin, you are finally dead, hahaha, I killed you, your biggest tragedy is that you have not become a great-day sage, but you are self-respecting, and dare to provoke the dignity of this seat, hahaha, Although it burns the general source of the big Japanese, it is a good deal to kill you."

Domenech stood in the void and laughed wildly.

His state at this time is not good enough to go there -

The white robe on the body was ragged, covered with streaked sword marks, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with a red blood stain. His face was overwhelmed, and all the curls were slightly wet on the scalp... Where is it a few days ago? Outstanding invincible white robe tourmaline master style?

But finally killed the enemy Yasin, it is worth paying any price.

However, at this time -

"Twenty-six years have not seen you, you are still so naive, Domenech, you are too disappointed with the emperor. Do you think that this way, you can defeat the emperor?"

The familiar voice suddenly sounded from the belly of the flame troll, full of arrogant self-confidence and unquestionable majesty.

The voice has not fallen, and a majestic is like a mythical legend. The sacred dragon is in the dust of the dust. It is centered on the belly of the flame troll, slowly and fascinatingly filled, and it is impossible to forbid the soul. Trembling.

"[Dragon Boxing? Dragon Dust]!"

At that time, the flame troll made a terrible mourning, a hundred meters long golden dragon, broke his abdomen, with a drop of flame burning blood, shaking his head and squatting.

The belly of the flame troll is like a golden bomb. It explodes violently. The power of horror destroys its majestic body more than a thousand meters high.

"Dragon fist? You are still not dead? Ah ah ah..."

Domenech screamed frantically, and the color of fear on his face could no longer be concealed. The fear of Yassin’s emperor had accumulated a point that would make him collapse. The only fear in the past was like a tide. Heart.

call out!

Domenech madly burned his own big-day source, regardless of killing the enemy, directly escaping like a wild dog, squatting like a trailing comet pulling a long light in the air. tail.

boom! ! ! ! ! !

boom! ! ! ! ! !

Just as Domenech’s figure disappeared into the sky, the thousand-to-high flame giant was finally completely destroyed, the body was broken and destroyed, and the broken limbs were broken, forming a huge flame like a nine-day meteorite meteor fire. Falling on the ground, a terrible sight of the end of the world.

Yasin the Great flashed the figure of the golden lightsaber and appeared in the void.

The body that can only be looked up at the mountain is still straight and straight, but the clothes on the body also have a piece of yellowish color. The right arm sleeves are elbows disappearing, revealing strong and powerful arms. There is also a skin above the skin. Layers of crack marks.

Obviously, Yassin is not as strong as his own words.

Just now, Domenech’s blow to the boat has hurt him more or less.

"To this point, the information that is conveyed is enough. Leave your life and use your mouth to restore everything that happened here to the coward of Juninho... You dare to shoot the Holy Son of the Holy See. And killed the red robe deacon in the northern parish, and sooner or later is also a dead end!"

Yasin the Great looked at the place where Domenech disappeared, and the corner of his mouth rose gently, revealing a trace of chest.

If Domenech is still here, he will be able to see something from Yassin’s smile that will make him understand something.

"The time is almost up, the emperor should also leave." Yasin the emperor's right hand wrist gently grip, a layer of golden light filled the entire arm, flashing past, the **** cracks on the arm skin all disappeared, and restored to the original.

Just about to turn and leave, suddenly Yassin’s heart moved, turning his head to look at the north direction, listening to the ear, and the sharp eyes revealed the future look: “Well? That is... strange, is it my illusion? ”

Just now, he clearly felt a very hidden space fluctuation.

But when he carefully perceives it, he has no discovery, and he thinks he is wrong.

"The space of this small world, the heaven and earth elements are abundant, the genius treasure is countless, it is really a human world, but unfortunately it is only opened every 20 years, and only 40 people at a time can enter here, if I can master it for me. In less than 20 years, I can cultivate a torrent of strong military forces who dominate the mainland!"

Yassin is full of ambitions for this land and small world.

But he also understands that no one can master this land. For hundreds of years, I don’t know how many strong people are exploring the mystery here. Even the first person of the mainland martial art, Maradona, has tried to break the groundwater. The magical barriers of the gods have returned without success. There are also countless ambitious and super-empire trying to hold this small world in their own hands, but unfortunately they have not been able to do so.

This space belongs to God.

Not belonging to people.

The great emperor Yassin lamented, his body shape was blurred, and the golden flames burst, suddenly disappearing into the air.

When the figure of Yassin’s emperor disappeared completely, in the space beyond 100 meters, a circle of transparent cymbals was gently opened, and a stone seat filled with the atmosphere of the gods and spirits slowly descended from the hustle and bustle. lightning.

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