Peerless Martial God

Lin Feng stared at the ancient Xuantian, and saw the demon umbra behind him. Immediately, the dark magic light shone, and Lin Feng discovered that the body of Gu Xuantian seemed to split up and turned into nine devils, the next five, The middle three, the top one, like the nine devils, any demon king, seems to be filled with terrible breath, as if they all have peerless combat power.

The horrible domineering atmosphere sweeps wildly, and it is the genius of the enchanting genius of the temple.

Lin Feng’s endless Holy Spirit is roaring, swallowing the power of the heavens and the earth, and the nine characters surround the whole body. The pressure of the ancient town is filled with pressure, and the figure is turned into three, so that even if you get the first seat of the Jiuyi meeting, face the genius of the temple, Lin Feng did not dare to have a little bit of care. They participated in the meeting in Jiuyi. One of the reasons was also for the temple.

"Let me see, you can let my strength play to which step." Nine figures, the top figure is a voice to Lin Feng, then I saw only nine demon statues at the same time, the magic road palm print 湮Days, rolling in front of Lin Feng, and then carrying the supreme power suddenly blasted out, the nine huge magic road palms screamed at the same time, with the same rhythm, as if triggered a resonance, the power continues to become stronger.

Lin Feng looks indifferent, Sheng Quan roars, swallowing ancient power, crazy roaring and blasting, turbulent whole world, huge magic road palm print destroys everything, collides with holy punch, sends out horror screams, ancient Xuantian deep eyes Among them, the excitement of the magical mans, the palm of his hand suddenly trembled, suddenly above the scorpio, a horrible dark magic road palm prints to Lin Feng crushed away, to crush Lin Feng.

Looking up, Lin Feng snarled the swordsmanship of the whole person, screaming, a horrible sword carrying the supreme power, breaking the air and killing, tearing the huge dark palm print, the outbreak of the war .

"Lin Feng's strength is very strong, but it can compete with the ancient Xuantian, but I don't know how terrible the ultimate strength of this ancient mysterious sky is. There are bound to be many means for the people of the temple."

However, the nine people who met with the top ten seats in Jiuyi were not as tyrannical as Lin Feng. Jin Xingzi once pulled Zhuque Yu. His strength is not inferior to the ancient Xuantian. At this time, he holds the flames and the flames of dancing. Horror, every time it is stabbed, it seems that it can be worn by people. The flame that the nine spirits attacked against him was swallowed down by the flame.

"Kill!" At this time, Jin Xingzi's flames were more and more horrible, and they suddenly came out in front of them. In a moment, nine terrible flames of light passed through the front, faster than lightning.

The nine-color flame in the palm of the nine spirits turned into a horrible flame shield. Nine horrible beams were shot above the flame shield and could not penetrate. However, Jin Xingzi sneered and his body turned forward. When I rushed, the flames in my hands suddenly pierced and directly penetrated into the flame shield. In a moment, the flame shields that were gathered by the nine-color light were constantly weakened, and the flames of a glimpse were mad. The flames of the prisoner rushed toward the body of Jin Xingzi, as if to grow his strength.

The crowd saw this scene look stiff, this Jin Xingzi is simply a flame geek physique, directly able to **** the flames of the nine spirits, even if the life of the nine colors of fire can suck, how can this fight?

"The nine spirits are terrible." The crowd saw the fire shackles carved a terrible vortex on the shield, madly engulfing the flames, and the nine flames of light broke through the bondage, toward the body of the nine spirits. When the impact went, Jiu Linghuang, if he removed the fire of the nine colors, he lost his defense. If he did not withdraw, he could only be swallowed by the other party. The flame of the nine spirits was completely engraved by the other party.

"Come back." Even if the nine spirits are in such a state of crisis, they still have the same look. The fire of nine colors is all in the body in an instant. His body flames are brilliance, and the nine colors of light are wonderful, turning into nine-color glass flame protection. The body light curtain, the nine beams of light squeaked on the body, but could not penetrate his defense.

However, at this moment, Jin Xingzi’s flame was smashed, and Jin Xingzi’s flames were able to rebel against death and death. He was directly killed in the body of Jiu Linghuang. A horrible flame of power seemed to penetrate everything. Directly blasted into the body of the nine spirits, that is the flame is compressed to the ultimate strength, without a wide range of destruction and fluctuations, but can be really fatal.

"Hey!" The nine spirits snorted, and the corner of the mouth overflowed with the blood of the red flame. The whole person flew directly, and the footsteps seemed to be unable to stand still. The body of a horrible fire raged as if it had been planted in his body. Terrible flame seed.

The nine spirits closed their eyes, and the nine-color flame rushed into the body. They went to the kind and had to wipe it out. At this moment, Jin Xingzi took a murderous smile and slowly moved toward the nine. The emperor walked, the genius of the nine continents? He is the enchanting temple, they have experienced countless selections and eliminations, stepped into the temple, and experienced countless brutal competitions, and now they have the status and become the core figure of the temple, his golden Xingzi, is the flame One of the three core disciples most respected by the generation of the Emperor Wujing, the important figure of the future Flame Temple, the true core, this identity is enough to make too many people out of reach.

"It's not good. The strong man of the flame temple is murderous. He wants to kill the nine spirits." The crowd collapsed and looked ugly. The meeting was over, and it was impossible to become a killing battlefield for the temple.

"Not only the strongest of the Temple of Fire, but the enchanting characters of other temples, all of them have a sense of killing. They come here to kill people. They are the life of the temple." The hearts of the people screamed and looked up toward the void. The Ten Great Temples are gathered here, not for the purpose of gathering, and countless people in the city of God have solidified their eyes. They never expected such a scene.

"Linghuang!" If the cloud looks ugly, how can this happen, and the farther is the tension of the face, pale, lips closed, as if there is blood infiltration.

The nine spirits opened their eyes, and the whole person was bathed with the light of flames. The body burned up and stared at each other.

"The power of a strong flame is just a tonic for me. My realm should also step into the emperor." Jin Xingzi stared at the flame on the body of the nine spirits, revealing a greedy light. The flames are definitely great for him.

The body suddenly saved, and Jin Xingzi’s flames were still straightforwardly assassinated toward the Nine Spirits. Of course, the Nine Emperor was not only good at the power of the flame, the way of the flame, the attack of the soul, he was very strong, but just now he Have tried, have no effect on Jin Xingzi, the other party completely restrained him, the pressure of absolute power.

The nine spirits were facing Jin Xingzi, and there was a crazy look in the eyes. I saw that Jin Xingzi’s flames were directly pierced into the body of Jiu Linghuang. The nine spirits did not even resist, but they were firmly fixed with their hands. Grab the flames and smash the flames.

"Hey!" A roar, hot and incomparable breath rolled out, the nine spirits of the whole person incarnate a stream of fire, rushing toward the head of Jin Xingzi, Jin Xingzi eyes condensed, opened his mouth, directly spit out A group of horror firebirds, to swallow the flames, but the flames will penetrate the firebirds, still rushing toward his body, Jin Xingzi's face is condensed, the palms are caught in front, the terrible flame His palms burned, and his footsteps suddenly turned into flames. His figure disappeared directly into the fire and appeared in the other space. The flames were thrown away.

"I can hurt me." Jin Xingzi stared at his own hands, as if it turned into a black-black color, his face was ugly, his body was more intense, and a horrible flame roared wildly, staring at his face. The pale nine spirits, Jin Xingzi's killing is more and more intense.

"Oh!" Suddenly, Jin Xingzi's body disappeared into the original place, turned into a group of fire shadows, Jiu Linghuang's palms trembled, nine colors of Xuanhuo gathered into a terrible fire, roaring toward the front, However, the opponent's black palm directly caught the flame and threw himself at the body of the nine spirits. The explosion rang and the body of the nine spirits threw the air again. The blood spit out and the heart was severely damaged.

At the same moment, another battlefield, snoring came out, Moro was hit by the ice, the whole person seems to be frozen, turned into ice sculpture, and the strong man of the ice temple, with the meaning of killing Going towards him.

"The nine seats in the nine meetings, nine people were defeated, and are facing a terrible crisis." The crowd collapsed and looked stiff.

Lin Feng, who was colliding with the ancient Xuantian, also found this situation, and his face became more and more indifferent.

"This is not to learn from the military, not to test, but to kill, the strongest of the Ten Great Temples, come here to kill." Lin Feng's eyes became extremely cold, and the body suddenly seemed to emerge an old tree. In an instant, the power of heaven and earth is madly rushing toward his body, gathering the innocent magic power, Lin Feng screams, countless magical fists break, the sound of rumbling trembles, his figure is like The wind came to the side of the nine spirits, cold road: "There is no means for the soldiers to sacrifice, no need to keep hands, this is not a discussion."

Lin Feng knows very well that if it is better than the emperor, the weapons in their hands may not be as strong as the strong people of the temple. However, there is no way for the people on this side to lose to each other. They cannot lead the way.