Immortal God King

This is no longer a fight that only belongs to longzhan. It belongs to all the creatures here.

After killing the king of the red golden ape, Bai Xiuyi will surely wash the whole huntian cave to make up for his own deficiency. He had lost a lot of energy in the battle with the red gold ape king. With his character of pursuing perfection, he will surely slaughter all the creatures who enter here.

"You are the emperor. I beg you to kill Bai Xiuyi and huntuo together with the red gold ape king." Said a king of Dacheng from the eternal exile. He said it to the emperor, who was covered with golden mist, who was still here to watch the battle.

The Immortal King of Wuling and the emperor of nine eyes have gone to find the weak point of huntian cave, but they have not yet returned.

Others don't know the origin of the emperor who is covered with the mist of gold, but the king of five elements, the king of variants, Lin Wushuang and others know.

He is the golden prince!

He was one of the nine princes in Shizhou. He was also the ancestor of Jincha, and one of the experts who were very likely to enter the spirit.

"Yes, this kind of battle is cannon fodder. Once you go up, you will be killed. In the blink of an eye, you will be killed by the white embroidered clothes. " The younger brother of the emperor of nine eyes also spoke.

"Prince Jin, it's too late if you don't do it again." The king of variants came forward and said. He was always like a boy, dressed in a green coat, with no hair on his bald head.

The craftsman squinted and looked at the white embroidered clothes without saying a word, thinking about something.

The golden prince was full of golden mist. He could not see his face clearly. He could only feel that he was very powerful and full of sharp breath.

Prince Jin didn't say a word. After a long time, he said slowly: "I'm not afraid of white embroidered clothes. But my hand is another situation. He will join hands with huntuo to deal with me. "

"What's more, I'm facing the last moment of the rush. I'm about to light a fire, and I can't tolerate any mistakes. If today's World War I will affect the future clearance, it will not be cost-effective. " He is very inhuman, very cold said.

Everyone was shocked, and then their faces changed slightly.

If Prince Jin doesn't do it, then the king of red gold ape can't win the white embroidered clothes.

Bai Xiuyi was born in the ancient orthodoxy, and is a descendant of the top religion. And the dragon war, just a nine you devil insect metamorphosis.

No matter the details or strength, they are not as good as the white embroidered clothes. Who knows how many cards the white embroidered clothes still have?

Bai Xiuyi heard the public's comments, and looked at the golden Prince: "this emperor, if you don't do it, I won't do it to you. If you do, I'm not afraid. "

His words can be described as very arrogant, but he is telling the truth. He has nothing to fear at this time.

The king's left hand flew out, and the king's power covered ten directions.

The king of God is as powerful as the ocean, and he is crazy.

Long Zhan only felt the pain all over his body. He gave a cold hum, which immediately urged the King Kong overlord. At the same time, he grabbed it with one hand and rushed out countless runes to protect himself.

He felt that the king's power was no longer a threat to him. He was still punching. At the same time, the seal of his fist was covered with boundless divine lines!

This fist has become the most powerful one in the world in the end, and the speed is not reduced to kill Bai Xiuyi.

But the white embroidered clothes just sneered. The left hand flew to the top of his head. The five fingers glowed and fell down one wisp after another of black smoke, like a black dragon. It was endless resentment!

The power of the God King is even more terrible. The dragon fight has come.

A punch in the black fog, a loud bang, the void was hit collapse, but the white embroidered clothes with the protection of the left hand of the God King, it is all right. And the fist of longzhan is bloody.

His fist and the king's power came to a frontal attack!

The flesh and blood on the fist completely peeled off, revealing the white bones, and several phalanges had been broken!

The power of the God King is so terrible!

Seeing this, long Zhan stepped back, his fist burned, and his strength's resilience made his fist recover as before. He shook his right arm and the long stick appeared in his hand.

At the moment, the long stick of the ether turns into a strong magic weapon, which is 100 Zhang long and upright.

"Wait..."

At the most critical moment, a voice came.

Everyone was shocked, suddenly turned his head and looked at the man who opened his mouth.

It's the craftsman!

White embroidered clothes face a cold: "a great king... Also want to me?"

The craftsman said with a smile, "no, master Bai. I just think that you can connect the king's left hand to your left arm. In that case, your strength will be greatly improved. "

White embroidered clothes smell speech, like looking at an idiot general looking at him.

The God King's left hand is so terrible, even if it has been dead for so many years, there are endless God lines in his left hand. This kind of divine tattoo can erase many forces. After the death of the God King, no one dares to carry his body. It's because the king's power and the king's pattern will grind up a living creature.

Since the white embroidered clothes got this God King's left hand, they didn't dare to touch it. They only dared to seal it in their own mud pill palace with secret method.

It's not that he didn't want to melt it into his own arm, but he couldn't succeed after exploring it for so many years. This left hand contains endless divine lines, one layer after another. Once touched, it can absolutely wear out his body!

Only the eyes of the creatures in Shizhou jump and have a bad premonition.

What is Yu Shihong?

Specializing in the study of human body and the transformation of human beings, he mastered the secrets of ancient times and was able to transform the living beings.

Yu Shihong, a craftsman, said with a smile, "don't worry. Listen to me."

"I've been studying the transformation of people since I was a child, and it has been inherited from ancient times. It can be said that in terms of the transformation of human beings, even in the eternal exile area, no one has my thorough understanding! "

"The divine king's left hand contains endless divine lines and strange power. If it is easily connected, it will cause great trauma to itself, which can't be made up for in a lifetime." Yu Shihong, a craftsman, said and walked slowly to the white embroidered clothes. He looked at the left hand obsessively.

This is the God's left hand!

What a wonderful thing it would be to be integrated into your own body?

"I have mastered a secret method, which can easily graft the king's left hand onto your left arm." Said Yu Shihong, a craftsman.

All the creatures were shocked when this remark came out!

"Not a craftsman!"

"Man craftsman, once he put the God's left hand into his body, no one can stop him!"

"That's a disaster!"

People quickly persuade, a few people's eyes have even revealed the murderer, ready to hit the murderer.

But the eyes of the white embroidered clothes had already swept over: "with me, who dares to move?"

Yu Shihong, a craftsman, opened his mouth with a smile, and his eyes were fixed on his left hand: "I've got the great fusion, and I'll pass it on to you."

All of them felt numb, and Bai Xiuyi laughed.