Martial God

The scorn of the emptiness in the sky spreads with lightning, and the sacred war eagle that is flying in the wings has been molded in an instant.

All the action of this giant bird suddenly stopped, just like the legendary body-fixing method, even the instinct of waving wings was forgotten.

On it, the magical white light lit up again. But very regrettable

Yes, the light power above this sacred treasure cannot stop the dragon's glory that is passed down from the sacred dragon.

After the eagle in the sky stopped for a drop, it fell straight.

And flutter..."

There was a dust on the ground, and the eagle with wings spread up to fifteen meters fell to the ground. What a spectacular thing, even a large pit was thrown in front of the ground.

Until now, this eagle seems to wake up so little, it is moving hard

Body, want to stand up. But its efforts have not worked, although in the help of the wings

Next, barely stood up with two feet, but after swaying a few times, it was still falling to the ground.

Except He Yiming, the rest of the people could not think of this result.

Although Baowei’s Longwei is not aimed at them, it is moving towards a higher sky.

Out, but the aftermath of the roar is still affecting these powerful boat sages.

They are not the sages of the totems. Under the influence of the accompanying sacred beasts, it is naturally impossible to fall into a state of ignorance. But even with their powerful martial arts, at this moment they still felt dark eyes and some stood unstable.

Fortunately, the screaming of Bao pig was not long. It stopped immediately after the attack of the eagle, so everyone recovered after a few deep breaths.

The pigs who walked in the dark in the air triumphantly walked down, and it was like stepping down the steps like a step. On top of a pig's face, it was more fun to open the flowers.

He Yiming shook his head and reached out and grabbed the head of the pig who felt good, and pulled him into his arms.

For a time, everyone looked at his eyes with a bit of weird color.

Such a powerful sacred beast, afraid that it is only He Yiming will treat it with this attitude.

If it is another powerful force, it will have been given as an ancestor, and it may be like pulling a cabbage like this.

Gently patted the little head of Bao pig, He Yiming smiled and said: "Little guy, don't do it.

wrong. ”

After half a ring, the sacred war eagle finally staggered and stood, its wings danced slowly.

Moved, finally flew up from the ground again.

No one stopped, so he watched as the guy went in the middle of the island.

If you encounter an injured eagle in a no-man's land, I am afraid that no one here will let such a good opportunity. But at the moment, no one can pull down his face to do this kind of thing.

Because this eagle is obviously coming to greet the guests, although its attitude is extremely evil.

Inferior, but it is impossible to kill it with a stick.

He Yiming raised his head, and he said: "There are people, I have a feeling, this time the test

I am afraid it is not simple, everyone is still careful. ”

The Golden Campaign sighed and said: "We can't escape without fighting. In this case, the soldiers.

Let’s block the water and cover it with water. Let’s see how powerful these Western powers are.

Let's go. ”

The crowd nodded one after another, they headed towards the center of the island in the direction of the eagle.

go with.

But for a moment, everyone has come to the center of the island.

Their path was not fast. After they arrived on this strange island, and after the sacred war eagle, everyone was more vigilant.

For those elderly people who are at least 100 years old, they would rather slow down and carefully survey the surrounding terrain. Just, all the way, they don’t have any unusual marks.

Traces, it seems that their estimates are wrong, these Western powers are just looking for a remote island to fight.

I turned over a soil **** that was not too high, and everyone clearly saw the people ahead.

Shadow.

In front of them, there are ten people standing in front and behind, and Alpha, who came to the next day in the next day, is one of them. The eyes of the people turned around, and they were surprised that they did not see the wounded sacred beast.

Alpha stepped forward and sighed: "There are people who follow the promise of trust, Aier.

Law welcomes everyone to visit the Star Island. ”

Li Jiangfeng laughed happily: "Lord Alpha, the island of stars is originally an object of no ownership.

If you plan to stay here for a long time, we can send someone to help you build a house.

Alpha’s mouth slammed and said: “Your good intentions are led, but here is still left.

Come and use it for others. ”

Everyone looked at each other. Among the ten people in the other party, He Yiming’s attention was completely attracted by two of them.

One of them wore a thick armor and held a special head in his hand.

helmet. This person looks only 30 up and down, handsome, with the mature man’s

Demeanor.

The eyes of the people turned a few laps on the armor on his body, and they reached them in the martial arts.

After waiting for the place, it is already very rare to wear such a heavy thing. But since this armor is worn out, it means that this thing definitely has an incredible amount of protection.

As for another eye-catching one, it is a man who has lost his body. His face is cold and his eyes are like the Arctic cold wind. There is no warmth.

This person is the last person in the Western audience. He has kept a certain distance from everyone else, and he has a chilly atmosphere that refuses to be thousands of miles away.

Alpha stepped forward and began to introduce everyone.

The man who wore armor and was full of sunshine was Edwin, the new esteemed man of the Western Temple, and the other one who paid special attention to it was the new lord of the Dark Alliance, Greenton.

In the Western world, the Temple and the Dark Alliance Council are the two great deserved giants. Like the Temple of the Ghosts in the Eastern World and the Cave of Heaven, they hold the most important voice in the entire Western world.

In the East, although Huangquanmen also has considerable influence, this martial art established by Huang Quan's ancestors is far less than the real real strong martial art.

When everyone knows that these two are coming out of the Temple and the Dark Alliance Council, they are relieved and faintly guessed. They are the top talents that these two forces have tried to cultivate.

Just like the Golden Battle of the East and the Qilian Double Devils, this kind of strong force carefully cultivated by powerful forces must have the power that other ordinary people can hardly reach.

He Yiming's gaze is on the body of these Western powers. The inexplicable, in his heart, there is a strange sense of inconsistency.

There is nothing to be doubted about the number of Western powers. The ten new sages are not too much and not too small for the entire Western world. But I don't know why, from the attitudes and faces of these people, He Yiming has a strange feeling.

His eyes are suddenly bright, his eyes...

These people's eyes are quite weird, or complicated and unpredictable.

When they looked at themselves and others, they did not look like an enemies. Instead, they looked at a group of lambs who were servant, full of pity. And more sensational

To the puzzle, they did not try to hide this feeling, but they were quite calm.

He Yiming and the Golden Campaign and others looked at each other. Apart from He Yiming, the rest of the people were old foxes who had been rolling on the rivers and lakes for many years. Of course, they could feel the strange performance of these people, and they understood more, and they certainly had them. The greasy look is greasy.

No one spoke, no one made any gestures, but these people did subconsciously move closer.

The positions in which they stand are very particular. At this moment, they are already like a whole. Whether they are attacking and retreating, they can bring the power of everyone to the top.

After the slight blasphemy, Alpha and others immediately understood their thoughts, but they did not have any hindrance, but the eyes became more and more mocking, seemingly laughing at their useless work.

Li Jiangfeng’s heart sank, but he laughed and looked around. He said: “Lord Adevin, Li Mou heard the name of the Western Temple for a long time, and he just saw the Temple of the Holy Beast Warhawk. I don’t know why this holy beast is now. .

Edwin stepped forward, although he was wearing a body armor, but the armor made fine.

Coincidentally, nothing in his body, no influence on his movements.

"Lord Li Jiangfeng, our temple eagle, is the privilege of the contemporary Pope." The handsome Western man was so sullen, said: "You have seriously wounded the eagle eagle, which is a great disrespect for the temple, it should be The corresponding punishment."

Everyone’s face is changing, and they are scared. It’s not the other’s fear.

Scared, but the eagle is actually the pet of the Temple Pope.

Since the seat pet appears here, then the owner of the pet, the pope of the temple, His Majesty?

Everyone couldn’t help but look up and look around, but there was a quiet moment around.

~www.readwn.com~ There is no strange sound.

He Yiming took a deep breath and he completely let go of his thoughts.

The idea of ​​the five-powered sage is not comparable to the ordinary sage, just a moment

In the meantime, He Yiming’s face has become very ugly.

In his induction, the rear of these people does have two breaths of nothing.

One of them is obviously the Temple Warhawk, which was injured by Bao pig. However, although this breath is weak in feeling, its life force is much stronger than it is, and it has obviously been treated very well.

What really awed him was another equally weak atmosphere.

This breath seems to be much weaker than the injured Temple eagle, but when He Yiming feels this breath, he can't help but shudder.

This is a terrible breath, which has given him a feeling of almost suffocating like Huang Quan’s ancestors.