King of Gods

Zhao Feng feels that his attack seems to sink into a vast five-color ocean, being buffered and rotated to the maximum extent.

In the field of vision, the five-color vortex, the twist is reversed, and the inside is faint.

Obviously, the blood of Zhao Feng's mutated blood and yang, the power of bursting and burning, which is just overbearing, is not so well resolved.

嗡啵嗤

The two forces, intertwined in one and two in the air, the five-color vortex in the hands of Xin, a sudden shaking and reversal.

"Thunderbirds"

The peak of the thundering water behind Zhao Feng, the magic dance, flashed to the sky without a trace.

Bang

The position where Zhao Feng disappeared, a roaring five-color light, engulfed the material within a few dozen square feet, and turned everything into nothingness.

The power of the horrible five elements of rebellion made the hearts of everyone present.

At the same time, everyone was shocked by the speed of Zhao Feng's reaction.

If not, the powerful counter-attack will be able to hit the field-level king.

“Predicted in advance?”

Xin has no traces of brows, and his body shape is gently swayed in the same place, but it is unharmed.

The first round of confrontation, the two were safe and sound, but there have been some thrills.

The difference is that Zhao Feng preemptively made the first round of impact in the field of the soul, and the instant explosion of body and blood was difficult to prevent.

Zhao Feng faintly grasps the initiative, but the sinister counterattack is also very embarrassing.

"呔"

Zhao Feng's second fist, swooping down from the sky, the ancient shoes at the foot of the Qingxia, the thunder wing flying.

When he was, Zhao Feng’s silver-blue diamond-like body was faintly elevated.

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Huge

In the moment of diving, Zhao Feng was bathed in a layer of glazed blood and Yang Yang, like a **** flame and thunder.

This attack, Zhao Feng's speed, strength, blood burst, have reached an extreme.

and.

After the implementation of Lei Yi Fei, Zhao Feng implemented oppression and grasped the initiative in the form of lightning assault.

Xin has no trace of color, and the boy’s attack is smashed and smashed.

Although his artistic conception is high, he is biased by the most primitive body and blood.

Snoring

Under the horrible body and blood, it is accompanied by a very powerful and powerful "soul field" impact.

As strong as no trace, the mind is slightly shaken and affected by the disturbance.

It is clear that the boy’s artistic conception and eyesight height have reached an incredible level.

"The world is soft, no more than water"

There are no traces to hide, no legs to hide, legs in the air, hands in the air, slowly stroked, launched a rotating water flowing, inside the vaguely projected a huge bottomless huge pool of shadow.

A little bit of no trace

Zhao Feng only felt that his own body and blood broke out, like a **** masculine strong man, met a beautiful and quiet beauty, no effort.

The power of his tactics, the accumulation of volcanoes, plus the initiative of lightning attacks, took the advantage.

however.

The flawless defensive cracking method is so simple - with soft gram.

Zhao Feng's body, overbearing, blood pressure is partial inflammation, masculine tyrants, burning and bursting.

However, this is too strong for the strength of the sun, and it is to be restrained and cracked to the maximum extent by the profound and profound waters of the world.

嘭嘭

Two figures, in the air, separated instantly.

Zhao Feng fell in the air, a volley, fluttering at the other end of the mausoleum, gently smiled: "Xin no trace, long time no fight, I feel very good."

Since the "death chase", Zhao Feng did not encounter a real opponent.

This time, a short collision, he found the depth of the body, the desire to fight to burn.

蹬蹬

Xin has a smooth and retreat in two steps. He feels that the body's blood is gone. It seems that he was taken away by Zhao Feng when he was in the confrontation.

original.

Zhao Feng just hit and no trace, is a close encounter.

Melee is also good at and good at.

However, he did not expect that the opponent’s blood power is so weird, and he can also take the sperm blood of others.

This ability is simply difficult, even disgusting.

"You, who is it?"

Xin has no trace of the eyes like a torch, staring at Zhao Feng.

With the contact, the confrontation between the two faces, he became more and more aware that this boy is very familiar.

The other party’s words also proved that the two had met before.

However, there is still some uncertainty about the identity of this person.

Regardless of appearance, breath, and practice, it is difficult for him to find such a person.

Moreover, the refining genre of Zhao Feng’s participation is the partial door.

Catacombs.

Eight emperors, Luo Zun, pay attention to this scene, with amazement.

The purple-haired teenager in the field of vision, the evil mystery, is actually aware of Xin without traces, and there is no fear.

"This kid, can't even see through it?"

The three kings of the middle-aged yellow robe are very troublesome.

Xin has no trace in the eyes of everyone, this is an unfathomable figure, there is a kind of master style in the body.

At the moment, there is a mysterious boy who can fight with no traces and fight against the court.

for sure.

The two had met and even handed over.

"Oh, ten strokes are unbeaten and there is no trace. I hope that next time you play, you can bring me even more surprises."

The purple-haired boy in the air, the thunderstorm behind him, disappeared from the place.

唰嗖

A silver-purple mang, with Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, under a flash, disappeared from the tomb.

The speed of the Thunder-like evacuation and the perfect match made the audience all unresponsive.

Fast space method

In the tomb, Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng have disappeared.

"There are ten strokes but no trace?"

The rest of the people, face each other, even more jealous of the inscrutable purple hair and evil spirits.

"Simp no trace, do you know that thief?"

"Why don't you shoot and block the two thieves."

The three kings of the middle-aged Huangpao have opened their mouths.

"It turned out to be him..."

Xin has no trace of Zhao Feng and two people, the direction of flashing away, can not help but whisper.

Gradually, a long-lost memory was played back in my mind.

That is the age of the youth from the Yuyang City, the peak of the Sanctuary Real Dragon Club.

In memory, there was a teenager who rose like a comet, step by step, and once made him feel difficult.

"But how did he become, what it looks like now?"

There is no trace of meditation.

With his vision and some memories of previous awakenings, it is not difficult to guess the means of "regaining rebirth" and "blood reborn".

"Is he, is there any **** eyes that are not used?"

Xin has no trace.

"Yes."

The three kings of the middle-aged Huangpao suddenly remembered a more shocking scene.

Earlier, the boy’s blood left, he had indirectly influenced and manipulated “swallowing the river”.

"Indeed, he has blood and eyes."

Eight emperors nodded.

In Wanghoufu, when Zhao Feng urged "Cloud Silk Butterfly" to wake up, he briefly opened the left vein of blood.

"That is what he is best at, the most terrible field. But I did not expect that he will now take a high-level refinement."

Xin has no complicated look.

He does not measure Zhao Feng with a simple "Da Dan Yuan Jing".

When confronted, he felt that Zhao Feng’s artistic conception was likely to reach the level of the Great.

In other words.

Zhao Feng’s current cultivation is because he has no reason to estimate the reason for his rebirth. He has a terrible strength before he wins his life.

"Just like this, let them go?"

The young boy, some unwilling.

"Can't catch up."

Xin shrugs without a trace.

The sky is high.

Snoring

Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, sitting on a quaint "flame-flying car", is very pulling the wind.

Both of them are good at flying, and the speed is extraordinary. Together with the "flame-flying" from the civilization of the heavenly family, they are not worried about the pursuit.

"Zhao Feng, I thought you would have a big fight. I didn't expect to suddenly retreat."

Nangong Sheng has some regrets.

Zhao Feng and Xin's seamless showdown made him look forward to it, and he had a pleasing feeling and he could learn a lot.

What's more, the previous confrontation, Zhao Feng also took the initiative.

"Xin no trace is good at defense and cracking. Just now his real yuan repair is played and suppressed in the half-step king. Otherwise, even if we join hands, we may not be able to beat him."

Zhao Feng said lightly.

As soon as this statement came out, Nangong Shengxin Shen was shocked.

Zhao Feng is very clear that Xin has no choice but to cultivate and suppress it at the level similar to his opponent.

The short-term discussion just now, although there is no trace of the development of the field, the mysterious artistic conception to the extreme, but in the real yuan, there is no obvious to suppress Zhao Feng.

Fortunately, although there is no trace, although it is good at defense and cracking, the speed is not good.

Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, want to go and leave, no one can stop.

A few days later.

Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, fell to a cliff.

"The breath of the black dragon is getting closer and closer..."

Zhao Feng looks forward.

On this road, whether it is looting or recuperating, the two are tracking the "black dragon".

Not to mention, this road is a good luck, and has plundered a lot of useful resources.

Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, ironed their hearts to follow the "death black dragon", this dragon seems to bring them luck

Meow meow

The little thief cat throws a few bronze coins and looks at the direction of the disappearance of the black dragon. It is also a slightly different look.

On the cliff.

Nangong Sheng put on the silk-silk robe, and the whole body flowed with silky luster.

Zhao Feng knows that the main material of this silk robe is silk from the ethnic group of "Nanfengwang"

Although the silk robe is light, but the water and fire do not invade, the gods are difficult to break, and they have certain immune effects against various five-line attacks.

With this silk gown, the defensive viability of Nangong Sheng will increase greatly.

Zhao Feng has an ice gun and a holy body. This cloud silk gown is not too big for him.

At this stage.

The most fascinating thing about Zhao Feng is the treasure of the soul, and even the top-level heaven and earth treasure that promotes the refining.

However, after the battle of the underground mausoleum, Zhao Feng finally got a soul treasure - the soul of the town

唰

Zhao Feng took out the "black soul stone" of the purple black ash, and reached out and touched it.

Time, a majestic, sinister, sigh of breath, leaking out, letting countless creatures shudder nearby

I am afraid that the king who is idle will not dare to approach the soul stone.

In order to avoid being affected, Nangong Shengdu had to distance with Zhao Feng.

It was the little thief, sitting next to the owner, screaming at the black jewel-like cat, which seemed to have not been affected.

"This is the soul of the town, the hidden soul power, even if it is a sinister evil, but after my robbery, refining, still can be absorbed."

Zhao Feng’s heart is full of expectation and excitement.

The soul of the soul of this soul is heavy, the weight is absolutely enough, it is hopeful that he will restore the will of the emperor