King of Gods

Outside the evil sun.

The huge black-scale dragon body of the extinction black dragon, hovering in the air, occasionally separated by a claw, slap on the "God's ban", stirred up hundreds of purple blood.

"Hey, this game, I just started my game, it has already taken effect..."

Black dragon looks like a playful expression.

Through the "Destruction of the World", it clearly controls the situation and dynamics within the entire evil sun.

This angle, like an outsider, overlooks the cage.

The same moment.

In a corner of the evil sun house, two purple-haired figures lurking among the trees in a courtyard.

"The object of the next attack is Tianjiange."

"The little swordsman of Tianjiange is not a leisurely generation. It is more cautious this time."

Two purple hair figures, the outline of the face, exactly the same as Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng.

at this time.

A disregard of the voice of the people, accompanied by the invisible destruction of Longwei, sounded in the ears of two people: "Be careful, the real evil, may have already seen your identity."

"It is the black dragon"

Two purple hair figures, a look of awe.

At this time, not far from the "Tianjiange" squad, entered a hexagonal metal building.

The hexagonal building, which is made of dark red metal, is not yet close, and it radiates a hot scent.

“Recreation Building”

The white beard of Tian Jiange, with a gaze, recognized the three words on the building.

Hearing the words, a few geniuses behind him, bloodstained.

"I seem to hear the call of the peerless sword,..."

The white beard is slightly closed and enters a mysterious and mysterious martial art realm.

call

Suddenly, he has a white hair and a white whisker, and there is no wind, and he’s shot in the sky.

"who"

White Beard, Little Juggernaut, turned back without warning.

At the time of the encounter, a brilliant and translucent white Hong Jian Xia, surrounded by overwhelming, five-colored swords and shadows, traversed the material and spiritual circles, and stabbed a large tree behind.

"what"

"A terrible sword attack"

On the big tree in the courtyard, two purple figures appeared, and the heart was shocked.

In an instant.

The white beard's majestic and sharp face in the distance expands infinitely in the field of vision, paving the shadow of the heaven and earth, and making the two people confused.

"hiss"

Two purple hair figures, snoring in the same place, immediately turned into a silver-purple mans, concealed into the garden of the distance.

"Juggernaut predecessors, those two people seem to be purple and evil."

Tian Jiange, a newly promoted young sword repairer, looked at the road of admiration.

Just now, the white beard's kendo power is simply shocking and invisible, and the invisible swordsmanship runs through matter and spirit.

"Hey, just two alien jumpers, but the old man doesn't want to waste his energy on them."

White beard sneered.

After the words, he led the people of Tianjiange to the hexagonal metal building called “The Casting Building”.

The hexagonal metal building has black painted metal doors on the front and back.

The dark door blocked the pace of everyone in Tianjiange.

"In this refining building, there must be peerless soldiers. If you can get a powerful kendo militia, you might be able to compete with the black dragon."

White beard sighed.

The Tianjiange people stayed in front of the casting building and began to study.

After a while.

嗖嗖嗖

Another team of people, falling to the front of the casting building, its lineup is even stronger than the Tianjian Pavilion.

"Dagan Royal Family"

Tian Jiange, the ice-cold black robe female sword repair, the invisible sword in the skull flashed.

really.

The figures of the Eight Emperors, the Nine Emperors, and the Thirteen Emperors are reflected in the sight.

"My sacramento sabre, I feel the powerful swordsmanship here..."

The thirteen emperor brows lightly and looks at the hexagonal metal building.

吱吱

The psychic rat on the shoulder of Luo Zun gave a burst of excitement.

"It seems that there is absolutely a treasure in this smelting building, especially the kendo gods."

Eight emperors face meditation.

In front of the casting building.

The Dagan royal family also joined the study.

In a short time, a master of the refining of the royal family found that the flaws of the "forbidden squad" around the refining and casting building were

"Sure enough, if the shackles are banned and complete, there will be no leakage of heavy treasures, and we will feel it."

The master of the refiner, with a smile.

A garden in the distance, a corner.

"That old man is terrible..."

Two purple hair figures, looking at each other, his face was dignified.

唰唰

The original light and shadow flashed, these two purple hair figure, turned into two interracial men.

One of them, covering the whole body with blue scales, has a blue horn at the head and is shaped like some characteristics of the dragon family.

Another man, an alien man, has a pair of terracotta horns, a pair of mung bean eyes, a whole body muscle, showing the dark green camouflage color, and the radiance of the surrounding environment, blending with each other.

"The strength of this old man is probably the strongest and most terrible of all outsiders."

The blue dragon king Wei Jing, the face of the taboo.

"This is too scary."

Mung bean eye interracial man, the shocked undecided: "I am afraid that even if the virtual **** is coming, it is not necessarily his opponent; even my "thousands of dragons, blood and ability, have not escaped his eyes."

"Don't worry, this white beard is not without weakness. Although he was the top virtual god, he was expected to hit the black light. But now, his life reaches the limit, the soul life is withered, and the fall is too strong. Any too powerful move will be Overdraw his life and soul."

Wei Jing is a light road.

For the deeds of the white beard and the little sword, Wei Jing slightly heard, it is definitely a miracle history.

White beard was originally practiced, life physique, mediocrity, and even a waste wood.

however.

His martial arts savvy reached a point of sultry, and under the efforts and efforts of countless years, he was promoted to the king of the gods and the great emperor.

But in the end, the white beard was smashed by the transcendental war, killing the sacred lord of the sacred light, leading to the wilting of the soul of life.

nowadays.

The white beard relies on a strong kendo will, as well as certain secret treasures, to barely delay the withering of the soul and life.

If, in this magical space, there is not enough anti-sky thing, the white beard will never live for three years.

"The smelting and casting building, inside, may have valuable treasures. You two, you must not miss this opportunity..."

The voice of the black dragon suddenly rang in the minds of the two.

Shen Bingzhongbao

Wei Jing and Mung Bean eyes men, look at each other, a burst of heart.

What is the height of the eyes of the dying black dragon? In his eyes, the "good value" of the gods and heavy treasures, will be the soldiers?

The hint of the black dragon, the Wei Jing two who are ready to leave, stayed behind.

"When there are more people, we still have the opportunity to mix in. If the white beard is not the sword, it will be difficult to distinguish between true and false."

The mung bean eye man also nodded.

Behind the two, there is a hint of the death of the black dragon, in the evil sun house, can be described as a fish.

however.

Just when the two were whispering.

An amazing scene appeared.

"That is"

Mung bean eye man, looked up and looked at the sky.

The same moment.

In front of the hexagonal metal building, members of the Tianjian Pavilion and the royal family seemed to have induction and looked up.

I saw it.

A pale purple transparent scorpion scorpion, as if inlaid in this side of the sky, indifferent as heaven, overlooking the bottom.

"Ok?"

The white beard of Tian Jiange, a glimpse of his heart, could not help but stare at the shackles of the sky.

With his invisible sword, he can't see through the existence of "the shackles of the heavens."

"This eye..."

The Eight Emperors always feel that they are a bit familiar.

吱吱

The psychic rat on the shoulder of Luo Zun, under the overlook of the heavens, shuddered and feared.

Hexagonal casting in front of the building.

The genius elite of several forces has fallen into a short silence.

The "Heavenly Heaven" in the sky, overlooking, with an irresistible spiritual power.

Even with a white beard, both body and mind feel a crush.

In the garden in the distance.

"What exactly is this?"

Wei Jing and the mung bean eye man felt the majesty and indifference in the "Heaven of Heaven".

The two of them burst into hair, and it seemed that the sky was stunned, staring at them deliberately.

唰

The mung bean eye man, the camouflage light and shadow.

The next brake.

Wei Jing and Mung Bean eyes men disappeared from the place.

After a few interest.

The two disguised as two small trees, mixed in the garden.

"Humph"

An indifferent voice rang in the ears of the two, accompanied by a burst of mental pain.

Wei Jing and Mung Bean eyes, a trace of sweat on the forehead.

唰

Fortunately, the sigh of the sky, only pause for a few moments, it seems that it is simply a high altitude, overlooking the situation below.

"Black Dragon, the eye, in the end is..."

The mung bean eye man, a burst of hair in his heart, could not help but ask.

It seems that there is no means of attack, but it brings a strong crisis and oppression to the two.

"蝼 蚁, you are looking for death -"

In the ear, there was an angry cry from the black dragon.

Wei Jing and Mung Bean eyes men only feel the vibration of blood, the source of the sound, from the other end of the black dragon.

The evil sun house, the ban of God.

唰

A transparent purple-eyed giant python, separated by the shackles of God, and the other end of the black dragon, a short confrontation.

"spiritual stab"

In the giant scorpion, the scorpion shoots an invisible transparent amethyst spike, piercing the soul level of the black dragon.

The black dragons of the world are stunned, but they are furious.

The ants in the district rushed to the great genius.

Bang

The smashing black dragon swayed the dragon's claws and slammed it, but it was blocked by the "God's ban".

The ban on the gods is very strange, the outside attacks will be blocked, and the internal attacks will not be affected.

"Void 瞳斩"

A two-foot-long illusory edge, a few traces of immortal destruction of thunder and robbery, from the head of the black dragon, wearing it.

噗嗤

The surface of the scalp of the black cockroach has a slight bloodline, and it instantly heals.

唔吼

The huge dragon body of the black dragon, twisted in the void, collided with "the ban of God", the sound of anger, through the seal of the world, to alarm the many talented elites in the evil sun.

Especially Wei Jing two people, the connection with the black dragon, very close, a burst of blood, almost vomiting blood

唰

The sigh of the sky, on the inner side of the wall of the evil sun, only paused a few moments, launched several symbolic attacks, and quickly converge.

"Sure enough, the dragon is dead..."

Deep in the evil sun house, inside a cellar, Zhao Feng slowly opened his throat.

"What happened in the end?"

Nangong Sheng heard the angry roar of the black dragon, the imprint of the world, a burning sensation.

He naturally does not know.

Zhao Feng just passed the cross-space squad, overlooking and mastering the situation of the entire "Xingyangfu" and launching a tentative attack on the invincible black dragon.