Ten Gods

Lin Tiantao spoke with a sneer, "How, fun?", with a kind of embarrassment and irony, making the Netherland ancestor’s time after the burial dragon map tremble again, and his face became involuntarily Iron blue. Bayi Chinese W≈W≥W≥. ≈81ZW. COM

"Once, what happened?"

The other four people of the Netherland are doubtful and unclear. Therefore, they look at the burial dragon map along the eyes of the Nether's ancestors, and their eyes are on the bloodstone at the center of the map. They all sacrifice tyrannical thoughts at the same time. Glance past.

Then, the next moment, all four people trembled.

"This... is this?!"

The four couldn't help but shake, and the cold sweat on the forehead flowed down directly. The spirits were all jumped and the backs were cold.

They looked at the bloodstone, in the center of the bloodstone, a black and dark jump, like the ability to swallow the heavens and the earth, they just swept away with the gods, there is a feeling that the spirit is going to collapse, the heart jumps stand up.

"This this……"

The four people trembled.

They are all Tianzun-class powerhouses. They have lived for a long time, and their moods are very high. Generally speaking, they will not show too much emotional fluctuations. But now, watching this bloodstone with only the size of a fist, their mood swings become very fierce, and one can not help but jump up, only the Wuguang in the bloodstone is like a beast.

At the same time, on the terracotta plains, the purple ancestors and other people were also puzzled. They all swept the burial dragon maps in the space tunnel, and did not understand why this image of Lin Tian’s engraving would make five days of respect. The strong are all astonished.

Soon, the minds of the people of the group touched the bloodstone that was at the center of the burial dragon map, and all of them were trembled.

"this is?!"

Some of the strong are heart-wrenching, and some people can't help but take a step back. The cold sweat instantly wets the clothes.

"This, this thing..."

"The Emperor is placed inside?! This..."

"Xian Di He, where did you find it? This is simply the source of destruction!"

The great ancestors of the great schools were shocked.

The five-legged crocodile also saw the bloodstone of the fist size at this time. He saw the black lacquer in the bloodstone. A pair of eyes suddenly stood up: "I am a#¥..." It squats and swallows saliva: "That The things in it, that is not... the black light at the bottom of the tiankeng? No, it’s more terrible than those black lights! This, this kid, got this stuff from the pit that day?! This is simply ......"

It and the young Tai had both witnessed the horror of the tiankeng. I saw the dead black light that rushed from the bottom of the tiankeng. It was really able to swallow everything. At this moment, I saw Lin Tian’s bloodstone in the space tunnel and saw The dark black light in the bloodstone was naturally recognized for the first time, and immediately changed color.

On the other hand, Bai Zikai, Fan Hero and Yang Qi are also moving, and obviously feel the fear of bloodstone.

"This guy, where did you find this thing?!"

Bai Qiu and Ji Yu were close together and were surprised.

Lin Xi shrunk his neck: "Very... terrible!"

In the space tunnel, at the other end of the burial dragon map, the five heavenly elites of the Netherland are very ugly, staring at the bloodstone at the center of the burial dragon map, the taboos in the eyes are very obvious, and even See the fear.

"You put it here?! What is this?!"

The ancestors of Nether stared at Lin Tian, ​​and the scorpion was very cold, like a two-day knives, to devour Lin Tian.

When he said this, he looked at the bloodstone that had been buried in the center of the Dragon Array. He couldn't help but tremble.

The big bloodstone of this fist made him feel fear for a long time, and it was an unprecedented fear.

"Obviously, I put it here. As for what it is, there is no need to tell you."

Lin Tiandao.

The nephew of the Nether's ancestors is even more chilly: "You rely on it to arrange the seal, want to block us across it?!"

Lin Tiandao: "obvious things."

His voice was very calm, and it was undoubtedly that the eyes of the Nether's ancestors were even more cold.

"Do you think that relying on it will definitely block the steps of the deity?!"

Nether ancestors cold channel, the eyes shot two glare cold light, like the destruction of the sword, the soul of the soul.

The terrible pressure of its end of the sky spread, so that the avenues are shaking.

The breath is strong!

"Can't stop you?" Lin Tian sneered: "You can try to destroy it, or destroy the seal map I set, I can guarantee that the consequences will make you feel very exciting!"

"you!"

The face of Nether's great ancestors suddenly became a blue-green, ugly very much.

In fact, with his cultivation, how can he not see the consequences of destroying the bloodstone, he will definitely swallow him in an instant, and on the spot will be destroyed, there will be no other ending. And destroying the burial dragon map set by Lin Tian, ​​the ending will also make the blood stone explode. He saw that the other end of the dragon pattern is wrapped around the blood stone, and it will destroy one of the dragon patterns, and the blood stone will Broken directly, it will swallow it.

On the other hand, this burial dragon map itself is very tyrannical, does not reach the realm of heaven, and can never be broken. Now, in the entire ancient dust-covered territory, only him and four other ancestors can destroy this map. That is to say, if they want to kill from the ancient domain of Fengfeng, they must at least lose a strong person.

These costs are too big!

"Nothing to say?"

Lin Tian sneered.

The four words fell, and the sound of the sword screamed on his side. The dense Ling Tianjian was soaring and straight, and he went straight to the monks of the Netherland on the terracotta plain.

During the time, on this plain, one of the Nethered monks suffered, and they blasted and the blood splashed in the air.

"what!"

"Old ancestors, help!"

"Save us!"

A group of Nethered monks screamed.

In the space tunnel, after the burial of the dragon map, the eyes of the five-day-old powerhouse of the Netherland suddenly became extremely piercing, and Lin Tian actually began to ruthlessly kill their people in front of them.

"Humanity!"

The eyes of the Nether's great ancestors are like knives, the intrinsic killing of the inside, the shaking of the powerful space tunnel, it seems that the next moment will collapse, and the powerful atmosphere is daunting.

Lin Tian felt the horror of this person, feeling the killing of the other side, and the internal organs could not help but get cold. However, his face is unchanged, and there is no fear of it.

Facing the other side's chilly pupils and biting killings, he sneered, and his thoughts moved. More Lingtian Jianguang emerged and turned into a Lingtian Jianyu, and continued to move toward the Netherland monks on the terracotta plain.

At the same time, he heard the emperor's voice, and his back to Xianting, a group of immortal soldiers and the great teachers, opened the vast terracotta plains: "You don't have to think about it, don't worry, don't worry. One word, kill !"