Ten Gods

Eight middle-aged nephews are cold, and Lin Tian actually feels that Mu Fengqing, who is in the turn of the road, is stronger than the Vientiane, and it is simply inexplicable!

Mu Guanqing laughed and grabbed Mu Fengqing's shoulder: "Listen to what he said, what he meant, your wild species is even worse than the Vientiane-class servant who is less than this. Come and show it to you." How powerful are you, to move?" Saying, he seems to think of something, he said: "Right, you are a younger brother, how can I call you a wilder brother? Brother is wrong. Brother, you must forgive your brother and protect your brother."

He grabbed Mu Fengqing's shoulder and the whole person smiled and bent down. His tears seemed to be laughing. His mouth was carrying "brother" and "brother", but he was not worried about his face. Full of ridicule and humiliation.

There is no word in Mu Fengqing, just watching Lin Tianshi, there is a slight wave of waves in the depths of his eyes.

Lin Tian swept his eyes and looked green, his face was indifferent and he walked forward.

"Is it invincible to control the law of the beginning of the age? You must know that everything is based on cultivation!"

The eight middle-aged attendants were cold and cold, and they were extremely dissatisfied with Lin Tian’s gesture. Lin Tian completely ignored them.

The eight people walked at the same time, the speed became faster, and in a flash, it appeared in Lin Tian.

With a bang, eight elements of the Vientiane-level light, mixed with the slightest unsuccessful killing, ruthlessly suppressed.

Lin Tian stepped, Vientiane Law surged, and the reincarnation of the gods merged with the body, but the holy mans who came close to him were killed in the first time, and then annihilated by silence.

At the same time, the law of Wanchu gathered a sharp sword in his hand, and he slammed it with his sword.

This sword, condensed by the law of the beginning of the Wan, with the reincarnation of the sword, the speed is very fast, the sword is surging, and the unique power of the law of the beginning of the law, one of them will be passed in an instant, and then the reincarnation of the sword will flow into the body. It is arbitrarily devastating its flesh and blood. The power of the beginning is to focus on one place and destroy all the sides.

"Stop! Give me a stop...ah!"

This middle-aged servant screams, resisting it all, but it is useless. The fierce reincarnation of the sword can barely block it, but the law of the beginning is terrible, and all the sacred energy is completely transformed at the moment of touch. nothingness.

In a blink of an eye, seven breaths passed, accompanied by the screams of panic and despair, the middle-aged apostle disappeared, and the emptiness was lost.

Lin Tian stepped, without any extra words, raising his hand and being a sword, killing the past in another middle age.

His attacks seem to be simple and random. Actually, this is not the case. This random sword is actually the essence of his reincarnation and the essence of the law of the beginning of the law, which is called a lore. It is not too much.

"puff!"

The speed of a sword, in the blink of an eye, and a middle-aged obedient chest, makes this person's holy power in the blink of an eye is a very chaotic, and then quickly dissipated, then, in the horror of horror as a virtual .

For a time, this place, a group of monks trembled.

This is... the law of the beginning, this..."

Many people are pale in their faces.

In the turn of the road to repair at the same time facing the eight Vientiane early strong, only blink of an eye, Lin Tian killed two.

It’s all a sword!

The six middle-aged aunts who were still alive could not help but retreat, and their cheeks could not help but pale.

At this time, looking at Lin Tian again, the six people were trembled and gave birth to panic.

They are the Vientiane-class powerhouses. Now they are working together to deal with a retreating monk, and they have been killed by two people in a blink of an eye.

The law of Wanchu is too horrible!

They are retreating, and Lin Tian’s pace is not changed at all. With the sword of the beginning of the law, he continues to walk toward Mu Guanqing step by step.

This person makes him extremely unhappy.

"What are you doing?! Move! Joint attack, joint force! Coordination! Do you have a few wastes, don't you understand? Kill me! Kill him!"

Mu Guanqing was six middle-aged crickets.

At this time, seeing Lin Tian successively killed his two Vientiane class attendants, he was somewhat guilty, but he was even more anxious. He ordered six middle-aged joint forces to kill Lin Tian. Otherwise, if these servants can't kill Lin Tian, ​​he may die here today.

Six middle-aged ones gnawed their teeth, and the in vitro sacred spurs were instantly raging, and they were more than doubled in a moment. Then, the six people cooperated with each other to form a six-yuan squad, and the six people’s full strength would cover Lin Tian’s ruthlessness. attack.

Rumble, this moment, six people are fully equipped with the attack, the unparalleled Shengwei first drowned all.

These attacks are very fierce and devastating. Lin Tian can clearly feel it, but it has no waves.

As he walked, the law of Wanchu turned into a whirlpool in an instant, and he swept around with him as the center. In this place, he developed a storm at the beginning, and annihilated all the six middle-aged sacrifices. Kill mans.

"Hey!"

The sword screamed and he swung his sword again.

This time, his movement of the sword looks very slow, however, this space can not help but tremble.

A fierce sword is like a volcano erupting.

One of the reincarnation of the swordsmanship, the reincarnation of the nine swords!

With this sword, he cooperated with the unparalleled law of the beginning of the law, and opened the sword with a sword.

Hey, for a moment, six **** splatters, six middle-aged smashed.

"Damn!"

Six people were horrified, the spirits were not destroyed, and they quickly reunited with the flesh.

However, at this time, the law of Wanchu in the reincarnation of the nine swords broke out. The purple eternal light in the first moment drowned the broken bones and the soul of the six people, turning them into a purple whirlpool, engulfing all .

"what!"

"Do not!"

The fierce screams echoed in the first time, six people struggled, the soul could skyrocket, and the sacred energy boiled together.

However, there is no use. In the face of the law of the beginning, all this is in vain.

In a twinkling of an eye, the five breaths passed, the law of the beginning of the first month shook, the purple mang jumped, and the souls of the six people disappeared. Under the law of the beginning of the law, it turned into zero.

In this place, all the monks were white and white, and many people felt that the back of the back was cold, and they could not hold the air.

The middle-aged attendants of the early eight Vientiane shot together and joined forces to attack and kill. Now, even in the blink of an eye, they are all killed by Lin Tian. The feeling is like Lin Tian is mowing.

Mu Guanqing shook up and squatted back: "No...Impossible! Impossible! How can you have such a low power in this low-level indigenous?! Impossible! Impossible!"

His father gave him a powerful force to protect his body. Nine Vientiane-level attendants were killed by Lin Tian in a blink of an eye.

For a moment, his whole person became very confused.

Lin Tian stepped, the light was indifferent, and the hands of the first sword in the hands of the hands of a hand, a fierce Wan Jian Jian Mang immediately.

Awkward, the emptiness of the film into nothingness, the purple tens of thousands of swordsmanship, straight to the head of the crown.

Mu Guanqing was shocked, and he grabbed Mu Fengqing and blocked himself in front of him. Both hands could not help but tremble.

Purple, the beginning of the sword, in the blink of an eye is the fall to the near.

Lin Tian took the sword of Wanchu and his eyes fell on Mu Fengqing.

At this time, Mu Fengqing raised his hand, and a little shimmer in the hands of the intertwined, the life will fall off the beginning of the sword.

"This?!"

"he……"

For a moment, this place, a group of monks changed their faces.

Lin Tianqi’s tens of thousands of swordsmanship were strong. Before, they were all seen by the eyes. The middle-aged attendants who were as strong as the Vientiane level, no one could block them. In the blink of an eye, they were all in the blink of an eye. Swordsman gave killing, but now, Mu Fengqing actually raised his hand and smashed a sword that was enough to easily kill the strongman of Vientiane.

Mu Guanqing also looked at Mu Fengqing with a discolored look: "Wild species, you, you actually..."

He originally used Mu Fengqing shield to help him with the eternal swordsman of Lin Tianyu, but he did not want to, Mu Fengqing actually smashed the sword that Lin Tianqi came to, this strength, absolutely far Far beyond his several Vientiane class attendants!

Lin Tian’s expression did not change. He carried the purple sword of the beginning of the eternal sword and walked toward Mu Guanqing again.

For this scene, he was not surprised at all. When he first saw Mu Fengqing, he noticed that this person was not ordinary. The breath that exudes is like a bottomless abyss, and it is like an innocent Galaxy.

In this piece of five-dimensional world, everyone in the practice world believes that in the same generation, Liu Aixian of the First Divine Palace is the first, and the potential is terrifying. However, after seeing Mu Fengqing in the ancestral waters, he knows. The first generation of the same generation in the five-dimensional day is by no means Liu Aixian. In comparison, Mu Fengqing is at least ten times stronger than Liu Aoxian.

Mu Fengqing was silent and looked at Lin Tian. At this time, he moved and greeted Lin Tian, ​​who was coming, and walked toward Lin Tian.

"This kind of scum, is it worth your care?"

Lin Tian's footsteps remain unchanged and the voice is calm.

"Father's order."

Mu Fengqing has no emotional fluctuations, just like a slap in the face, just simply telling these five words.

Lin Tian raised his hand and pulled out a sword.

"You treat him as a father. He doesn't necessarily regard you as a parent."

Wanchu swordsmanship swept through, this time became ten times more fierce, this place, the void was annihilated.

He has never seen the lord of the sorcerer, but he can feel it. The other party has absolutely no sincere view of Mu Fengqing as a parent. At least, for the future generations of Mu Fengqing who shed their own blood, the other party does not care. Otherwise, how can it be such a name for Mu Fengqing? I have served Mu Guanqing for the rest of my life?

To give him the feeling, the sorcerer of the sorcerer who he had never seen before, just used Mu Fengqing as a tool to flow his own blood.

Mu Fengqing did not defend anything, very silent, the body of the silk sacred jump, will Lin Tian's Wan Jian Jianmang.

Around the world, tens of thousands of tremors, because of the fluctuations in the external human body, gave birth to a kind of conscious fear.

"Reverse...reverse?!"

In the distance, the strongmen of the older generation trembled.

PS: Today's second and third are probably after 20 o'clock in the evening. If the dragon writes early, it will be more for the big guy in advance.