I'm Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

"The giant god, you can't look down on? If I ran today, are I still talking?"

Xiao Zhao Fengjian, turned into a shot of the flow of light to the side of the god, and the endless swordsman gathered into a huge sword, stabbed to the light of destruction!

"Tiangong's Daoyou, we are with you!"

The many monks around the monks are also a lot of mana, and the teeth are difficult to stand together with Tiangong.

However, some people have exposed the color of fear, taking this time, turning around.

In this regard, it is a battle that is no competitive.

The ancient family is too strong, just the three of the leader, it has been fighting unparalleled, more than the second step limit, but there are still many ancient people without a lot!

The ancient people behind them, the same, the second step, the first step, the first step!

With the fearless sacrifice, it is better to find a place to hide, maybe you can find a line of life.

A leader of the ancient people shook his head: "It's too weak, is this the strength of the seventh world, how do you make our ancient a strong one?"

Another person did not precaution: "Unnerateable resistance, ridiculous."

They are light and light, and they are in the group of people in Tiangong.

The hands of the bleak of the swing of the sword has not been depressed, and only the Sensen white bones are still dead, and the sword is not destroyed!

He rose red face and smiled whispered: "A group of ignorant ancient children, cow forced something! You can know, we first brought a broken small world, the strength is small, and the seventh world is growing At this point, it is not a few years of light! The power in my seventh world, you can't imagine it! "

The light of destruction continues to advance, the group of people in Tiangong is like a little candle in the night, and suddenly, it will be annihilated at any time.

The monks around those who returned around and looked at the direction of the Tiangong, and the eyes were complex, and finally issued a sigh.

Under the robbery, Tiangong is only a history.

At this moment, a wooden barrel was born, it spared the space, slamming from the void, and came directly to the gods of the gods.

This wooden barrel is suspended in the sky, slowly rotating, it looks ordinary and worn, but it has emitted a strange breath, standing in the light of destruction, Wanfa does not invade!

Its appearance, such as the same sea nest, so that the light of the destruction is stagnant.

This strange scene, suddenly let the atmosphere of the audience have been hysterescent, and everyone has lost god.

The huge body of the giant god has been erased two-thirds, dragging the residual body, watching this feces, and suddenly flashing tears.

Sharot itself: "This ... this is a bolk! He is coming ..."

More than just him, the other people in Tiangong are also spiritual, not just a smile, not coming to the independent.

"How is it? What is this barrel!"

The three leaders of the ancient people have grown up, and the face has an incredible look.

They feel unbelievable.

Although they didn't have a whole, the power of the origin is still incomparable, it is enough to control the avenue, but now it is blocked by a flat wooden barrel, which makes them unacceptable.

"A wooden barrel ... Block the ancient attack?"

"Who is, people have not arrived, the light is the wooden barrel, there is such a power!"

"Turn, don't you turn around ?!"

While others are suspected, they can't help but feel some excited, they have a breather, waiting quietly.

"The left-handed manure barrel town, the right hand is tally, who dares to say invincible!"

Between the heavens and the earth, a thick voice is over, it seems like the sky is lower than the continuous cyclone.

Everyone is shameful, lifting the eyes, but I saw a lot of sound.

He is tall and is trying to be ugly, wearing a simple fork on the shoulders, step by step.

When I saw him, everyone almost aggregated.

This is too far away from the conjecture in their minds.

Left hand drum, right hand tape ...

Is the wooden barker not really a bolk?

Is this person a picking manure?

However, it seems that there is really a little bit of smelling ...

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Yang Wei took a head: "Yeah, they are coming."

Xiao Range opened his mouth, smiled and said: "Hahaha, saved, high people sent people to save us!"

Behind Wang Zun, it is a few moving emergency.

They bathe in the micro-light, such as walking in the night, is a river, Qinman Cloud, Situ, and Longer five.

There is also a bald dog wearing a pants, a cat step, a dog face is cold, and elegant walks.

A leader of the ancient people felt unprecedented pressure, Shen Sheng: "Who are you?"

"I heard that you feel that the seventh world is alive, so we will come."

The big black is open, it looks at the ancient people, ridiculed: "Don't say the seventh world, it is my dog, you can suppress you!"

The voice is falling, it is still uncomfortable, and there is no fire in the light of the destruction, but there is no damage.

"!"

It suddenly screamed, the dog's claws lifted, and the people of the ancient family were slammed down!

The void is condensed out of a huge dog claw, just like a flies, falling to the people of the ancient people.

"My ancient seven contest countless years, the first time I saw such a mad dog!"

The ancient people smiled, not afraid, lifting a palm to the dog claws!

"boom!"

This party is earthquake.

Under the eyes stunned, the body of the ancient man is like a broken kite, fly, and the blood in the mouth, the blood, form a red arch bridge.

When I fly, he wanted to crack, the brain blank, could not believe that he would actually be defeated in the hands of a dog.

It's a seventh world. It turns out that this is the biggest base card in the seventh world!

It's really deep!

"Dog uncle is so strong!"

Do not say other people, Xiao Ranfeng and others are also unacceptable.

The strong people 's strong perspective, the three leaders have the power of the second step, if it is a big black, it is not their opponent.

But now there is a rolling gesture, how can they not shock?

The big black felt the shock of everyone, and the proud of the void, the dog's eyes revealed a vicissitudes of life, high-cold road: "It seems that I haven't already shot, the rivers and lakes have been forgotten." "