The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

"Please forgive your mother!" Su Yu rarely swears.

The whole body is full of nine colorful lights, and turned into a sharp arrow throughout the past.

Jiulong, the ancient **** of Jiulong, wrinkled gently, and said indifferently, "You're welcome to see the face of the human holy body, don't take yourself seriously."

I saw the Jiulong ancient god's palm stretched forward lightly, **** clipped.

It was very easy to clamp Su Yu's wrist.

Even if the power of Su Yu's Eucharist is wide open, he can't break free.

When the ancient **** of Jiulong fluttered lightly, he dropped Su Yu on the wall and smashed.

Su Yu slipped down and was in pain.

The nine-color power of the conjoined surface is therefore much weaker.

Is this the true strength of the ancient **** of Kowloon?

Is the human sacrament wide open, less than the other two fingers?

Do not!

How could Su Yu admit it?

Seeing Su Yu's murderous spirit remained, the ancient God of Kowloon stood on the stairs indifferently, showing the color of compassion: "Don't be embarrassed in front of the deity."

"If I want to kill you, I will be like a dog!"

The old Jiulong waved his hand and said, "Get out, let you go again!"

For the sake of the human Eucharist.

He turned around again, walked up the stairs, and came to Qin Xian'er.

Its powerful field strength penetrates the Tianshu word defense in the slightest amount.

Slowly strip those defenses.

It's just a matter of time.

"The ancient **** of Kowloon!" Su Yu gritted her teeth, her mouth full of nine-colored blood: "Do you think I'm a cricket ant who opposes you?"

He opened his mouth and spit.

Spit out three drops of blood.

It was the blood of the nine-tailed emperor.

With this blood, Su Yu opened the Eucharist state.

However, his strongest state of the Eucharist does not depend on the blood of the nine-tailed emperor.

Instead, your own heart!

The blood was spit out and its state was restored to Terran.

The Jiulong ancient **** did not even have a look at it, and silently resolved the script of the heavenly scriptures.

Until a slight murmur came.

It was the sound of a beating heart.

Just extra powerful.

It was as if a heavy hammer was hitting the drum of war.

Ok?

The ancient **** of Jiulong raised his head and glanced over.

There was something strange in his eyes: "This heart is ..."

I saw Su Yu's chest, a heart as dark as ink, beating constantly, exuding a ripple like a substance.

The ripple spread out in all directions.

Wherever he went, he was born with a very strong and very early spirit.

"Heart of the Holy Mountain Emperor?" Jiulong Gu Shen looked to Su Yu, his eyes puzzled: "What is the body of the fetus, the heart of the stone emperor, what are you?"

All fetal holy bodies and stone fetuses are opposed to each other.

This has been the case since the very beginning.

Both are born to be the enemy of life and death.

But why, the two actually merge together in Su Yu's body?

boom--

Su Yu's nine-color power is no longer overflowing on the surface.

But if the flames of Baizhang burst out, the entire underground cave will be illuminated with nine colors.

Looking away, Su Yu looks like a nine-colored flame emperor.

For the first time, there was a dignity on the face of the ancient **** in Jiulong, but he didn't take it too seriously.

"Although I don't quite understand what is going on, it is still the holy body of the little adult tribe, not to be worried." His finger flicked.

A mighty shore force far surpassing the Nine Dragon Souls came in like a storm.

If it was the previous state of the Eucharist, I was afraid that it would be destroyed into dust in an instant.

Because, this is a slightly serious blow from the ancient **** of Kowloon.

Su Yu stepped back up the steps.

The ancient **** of Jiulong was shot with a finger, and all were burned into nothingness by the raging leek flame.

The Jiulong ancient **** stood slightly upright and said, "It's a bit interesting. It seems that your little sanctification body is slightly better than others' little sanctification body."

He was expressionless and grabbed Su Yu with one hand.

Five fingers turned into five dragons with crickets, intertwined and crushed towards Su Yu.

Rumble--

The huge damage caused the underground ruins to collapse on the spot and shatter the stern of the heavenly court, exposing the nothingness of the outside world.

Only the altar was as good as ever.

The ancient **** of Jiulong once again resolved the script of the heavenly script.

After many days of continuous efforts, these days the script has shown signs of loosening.

It's just a matter of speeding up disintegration.

Once so, the ancient **** of Jiulong will begin the rebirth ceremony of the ancient **** of nine ghosts.

At that time, there was no Qin Xianer in the world.

Yes, it will only be the nine ancient gods.

boom--

But just now.

A pile of ruins suddenly exploded and flew straight into the sky.

Standing up from the ruins is Su Yu who was buried in it.

Instead of being crushed, the nine-color power on his body became stronger with the acceleration of his heart.

The faster the heart of the emperor is beating, the more the emperor's blood inside will be incorporated into Su Yu's body.

And the longer Su Yu continued the state of the mortal body, the greater the pressure on the heart, the faster and faster the beating.

So, the further back, the stronger Su Yu, but also the more dangerous.

Perhaps the enemy has not yet been destroyed, and he has already broken his heart and died.

"Break!" Su Yu blasted through the air.

Suddenly, the ground shook.

The interior of the heavenly court can't accommodate this nine-color power.

The intense nine-colored light emerged through the body and shot towards the void in all directions.

The faint doom was covered by the colors of nine colors.

In the nothingness, it is shrouded in nine colors, illuminating countless islands and reefs hidden deep in the nothingness.

"Holy Eucharist?"

"It should be Zhun Dacheng, right?"

"The holy Eucharist has long since become extinct.

On an island.

A cruel woman in a long black dress sitting cross-legged.

She was holding a long dark sword in her hands, and sat on the floor cross-legged.

The whole body is full of black lotus flowers.

When Jiu Cai's light shone, she slowly opened her eyes.

In the eyes, lotus blooms.

"Holy Eucharist ... is it a master?" Whispered the woman in a black dress.

With a deep moan, she stood up holding a sword.

Turned into a touch of Changhong, galloping away.

Attached to the domain of the Eight Star civilization.

The deer ancestor was feeding the bright **** deer, and suddenly the colorful lights stabbed.

He stood up with a dignified look and looked away.

"Human Eucharist is about to be completed? Is it Su Yu?" Lu Zu was not sure.

He pointed his fingers at the calculation, his face deeply and solemnly: "Much earlier than expected! It seems that the old guy must be notified to go out!"

A little in the eyebrow of the bright deer, he took out a scroll.

The above depicts an ancient Witch text ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ can only invite that old man to come forward! "He bit his finger, and the blood stained the scroll.

at the same time.

The icy depths of nothingness.

It is the place where the sacred mountain light cannot reach.

A magnificent giant on the shore is on a broken island.

On that island, there are several tombstones.

Most of the tombstones have been broken, and only one tombstone still stands tall.

The tombstone was densely cracked, as if it had been damaged by some taboo force.

Can only be seen vaguely, the engraved text above.

"Tianshu ancestor!"