Reading to Become a God

They are strong, but is the destructive light so useful? Not to mention them, even on the big floor, even on the rainbow floor, they can't use it freely.

The power of destruction is too great.

Woof woof.

A series of beams shot down, and a smile appeared on Ye Chen's face. He didn't lose too much because of the domineering boxing, and he didn't need to consume a lot of fighting spirit, but restored the fighting spirit of consumption, and the two masters of art were just the opposite.

"Wow!"

The sixteenth sacred light came.

Xie said: "It's like a lamp, like an electric light.

After a while, he approached the two masters of art.

"White!" said the best herbalist, his face became big, he was too expensive to fly freely.

But the man named White seemed to have never heard of him, but his body was being stirred by a wave of terror.

He was brewing the strongest man!

No one could save the other, the lost magic light couldn't catch up with Xie Xieyu, and the two masters of herbal art looked at each other, all with a bitter smile, and chose to run away.

They didn't want to die.

"You can't go! "

The two men stopped using their magic light and ran away at full speed, but as soon as they walked out of the air, they heard Xie Aoyu's judgment voice coming from behind, and they looked back and saw a sword flashing.

Blood arrows flew.

The two experts died on the spot, and their bodies fell into the heart lake.

He said, "I'm afraid I'll die.

Lv Feifei said to him, "I think you are talented, but you are a fool, a fool, a bastard, a scum!" "

The two blushed.

But this is Yunfeng's gentle way, "When we can survive the most powerful position in the world, let's talk. "

The crowd looked again and saw the white man standing on a broken painting that had stopped sinking. He had a star-crescent knife on his left shoulder and a face full of fear.

Xie Haoyu stood on the broken painting opposite him.

The final blow came!

The two men were far apart.

For a while, the heart of the lake, ah, went from boiling to quiet, and then silent, as if worried that the sound would disturb the two people's play.

Before the storm came, the depression was already very serious.

Time passed by minute by minute.

There was a faint light on both of them, and there was a red light in Xie Haoyu's body, shaking like a red dragon, with endless pressure and surging fighting breath, a gust of wind swept all over the body, as if it was a storm, and Xie was the center of the storm.

Also sober was White.

His fighting gas also triggered a storm, but the momentum was stronger, and the power of the upper part of the world was very terrible, the heart of the lake began to rotate with him, and the water column passed through the sky, like an impending massacre in White.

"Brush! "

Mr. White had been brewing for a long time, and he suddenly raised his head.

A dazzling light flashed across his throat.

Sound fighting skills!

People almost immediately knew the fighting skills that White would use. After all, White was right-handed, and now his right shoulder was being stabbed by the Star-Moon Knife. Obviously, the fighting skills are quite limited, and the sound fighting skills do not need to worry about this.

At the same time, Xie Tianyu slowly raised his right hand.

The right hand pointed to a Star-Moon Knife.

Yaqing came back and told Xingye that he had never heard of sadness, which was very surprising. All of this was just what Yaqing heard, but they couldn't remember it.