Next to him, a faint voice came out. Looking at it, it was the sun god vine.

This vein is not simple. It was born in the deep of the sun. It is condensed by the purest fire essence and has the south of heaven and earth.

In the upper world, it has a great reputation, which is not much different from that of dreamers. It's enough to make people scared. There are not many people who dare to provoke.

"Believe it or not, it's all up to you. It's up to you to see what happens next The sword is merciless and indifferent, and the voice rings out without arguing.

There is a momentum on the body, which is strong.

His face is carved like a knife. He looks like a spirit wing. He holds an ancient sword in his hand, which is like a killing God.

A few people away, this is a real madman, in order to sharpen Kendo, six parents do not.

The most important thing is that no one can escape from the opponent he is targeting. He has to fight all the time.

The ruthlessness of the sword comes from the sword valley. The high status is terrible. Who dares to offend.

"Hum!"

The woman in yellow was dissatisfied and didn't continue to say anything.

The fighting became more and more fierce. It was slow to say, but it all happened between lightning and flint. Mengtian lowered his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a bright light flashed out.

Behind the chaos condensation forming, toward the direction of Qin fan smashed in the past, in an instant, countless archaic gods and Demons pet dreamland killed out, the horror is, have the body, terror boundless, enough to people..

Apart from a long distance, can feel a strong momentum, pressure makes people gasp.

Qin fan stood in the same place, holding the wooden sword of time and years, wearing the crown of emperor behind him, glancing away, "this is your last means. I thought you could go against the sky, but that's all!" He became more powerful, and people looked like clowns.

"Roar!" All of a sudden, Qin fan burst out, and a silent roar came out. The blood of the real dragon in his body was boiling, "transform the dragon!" If you hold the claw with your right hand, there is no match for the real dragon boxing, and no one can resist it.

The seal of the fist is condensed in the void and directly suppressed.

In front of him, a real dragon appeared. His scales were cold and his mouth was open. A breath of dragon Qi swept in.

The blood of the real dragon is extremely strong, and the real pure blood creatures dare not be presumptuous in front of it. It has always been famous, and few can be compared with it.

Now it's completely activated, boiling in the body all the time.

Boom!

raises hands, the two collide together, a respecting old man appears, a round of sun and moon is rising and falling in the mouth, splashing large pieces of essence, shaking people can not open their eyes.

Qin fan is not weak, the real dragon boxing is too strong, but directly towards the front bombardment.

Like a volcano suddenly erupted, spraying out a large amount of fire essence, pouring out.

This respect for the old man is too strong. He came from ancient times. Mengtian used extraordinary means to copy the true spirit and transform it into his own technique.

There are still more powerful creatures. In a moment, they surround Qin fan and use terrible means.

Restricted by cultivation, it is similar to Mengtian. It's the same period of Yuan Dynasty, but it's extremely terrifying. It's frightening to sublimate the blood.

"I thought you could really do it with your ability. It turned out that it was only a small scale and a half claw. If you can do that, I'm afraid I'll really take it seriously"

Qin fan's eyes narrowed slightly and felt it carefully. A moment later, the voice of disdain came.

He has the blood of a real dragon. He can feel everything in the world. He is not the old man who used to shine.

There are many Yao people, and there are endless people with different blood concentration, but the only one who has the strength is the one who once respected the king.

I don't know how many endless years in the past have disappeared and fallen into the long river of history. If they reappear, most people will be shocked.

It can only be said that Mengtian is too extraordinary, turning the secret into a pure blood living creature, hooking the road of heaven and earth, and echoing each other from afar.

"Cut you, enough!"

Meng Tian's heart was cold. He didn't expect to be seen through by Qin in the blink of an eye, but he was also fearless. The cold voice came out, and he pinched the seal in his hand. Suddenly, several pure blood creatures rushed to Qin fan under control.

In this war, he did his best to suppress Qin fan. Qin Guozu had a secret treasure underground. He was greedy and hard to control.

Rao is to dream of heaven's mind are eager to be able to directly control in the hand, can be seen in the end how extraordinary.

Qin fan was not afraid. He stepped back, and a purple air appeared in his hand. He suddenly waved to the front, and a large aura filled the air. In an instant, he turned into a big tripod, picked it up and smashed it in front of him.

The white jade tripod is suspended above the head of the head, and the pure and incomparable aura falls down. It turns into a source of power, which is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. It is no exaggeration to say that Qin fan is an eternal melting pot, tireless.

The inside information is too deep. The real dragon's blood in the body turns into golden light spots and condenses in the body. The strength of the body is comparable to that of the demons of ancient times.Bang!

Bumping together, the two split the color of the ball equally, while taking a step back, "interesting." Qin fan put out his tongue and licked his scarlet lips. "Let me see how strong you are!" A large amount of golden blood is flowing out, which is frightening.

"What

Mengtian stares at Qin fan's blood. His mind is shocked. There is something unbelievable in his eyes.

This is the blood sublimation to the extreme performance, even he is difficult to do Qin fan this step.

"This kid is weird." People in the upper world have been watching the battlefield. At this moment, someone suddenly spoke.

The blood is yellow, which is the manifestation of special constitution.

"Ha ha, once famous waste body, so it is." The sun god pain in the eyes spread a clear, indifferent voice spread.

Different constitutions have different blood, which has long been the obvious answer.

"You mean..." Someone nearby was shocked and raised his head to ask subconsciously.

After all, they come from different families, have different information, and know different things.

"In the last century, the ancient holy body was very famous, and there was no rival under the sky. But that was once, and now this system has already turned into a waste body, and there is no way to rise again." The voice of the sun god vine came out.

This pulse is extraordinary. I know a lot about what was recorded.

"Of course, it's just my feeling. I don't know whether this boy has a special physique. After all, it's rare to see the ancient holy body for thousands of years."

No one continued to speak, looking at the battlefield, waiting for the end of the war.

Qin fan uses the simplest way of attack. He clenches his right hand, and the real dragon boxing breaks out. In the void, countless fists gather together. The big hand seal is like the five finger mountain, which comes from the suppression of the real dragon boxing.

Mengtian's reaction is not bad. The aura behind him condenses together and turns into a boundary.

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