The God of Sky & Earth

In front of the imperial wind, the wind and the wind swayed, revealing an ancient rhyme, such as a **** ring plus, the gods are extraordinary, dazzling light and glory.

The armor is shining and the breath is ancient.

The white feathers, such as the vivid white feathers, were completely covered in the body of Situ Muyang. Compared with Liu Yang, the armor covered more scope, leaving only a small face of Situ Muyang.

The pure white light of the armor shines, as the gods are filled with the radiance of divine purity.

The wings behind the armor are agitated, small and smart, and the wings are cold and sturdy. The wings spread the ripples around the space, and the end is sharp!

"The soil property, as well as the wind property!" The blood Yangzong disciple is in the heart of the heart, obviously this wind attribute of the boy is the main attribute, very powerful!

"蝼 蚁! You should be thankful that I just got hurt, or you can't see my full strength, chaotic domain, blood Yangzong, very good!"

Situ Muyang's wings were slightly agitated, and a hurricane whistling in the sky shrouded the mountains and the surrounding trees were directly bent over.

"Heavy treasure!" Liu Yang flashed a trace of excitement!

"Give me the opportunity to grab him and take down his armor!" Liu Yang shouted behind him, such a armor had not yet played a role, suddenly the ancient pressure shocked the audience, Liu Yang knows that this armor must be a treasure!

At this moment, the blood Yangzong disciple is also at a low altitude. There is no war of the wind, but when he is repaired in the Yuan Dynasty, he will be able to step on the void and communicate the power of the world. He will see Situ Muyang’s Gao Ling, Xue Yangzong. The disciples also gradually pulled up their bodies.

Situ Muyang’s heart is in full swing. The purpose of his visit is to verify his strength and to fight alongside Su Yi.

If even the blood Yangzong ants can not be defeated, how is their natural metamorphosis, think of the man in the heart, Situ Muyang heart bitter smile, it is the enchanting of the six continents and three seas!

As everyone knows, Situ Muyang called it a enchanting man, and he is quietly paying attention to him at a moment.

With the cultivation of the Yuan dynasty, the two dynasty of the blood yang sect, and even the triple repair, are not in the air, it is terrible!

"Blood wall!"

The blood Yangzong disciple looked up and saw that the soil attribute of his body had been converted into a wind attribute skill, which was more embarrassing than the soil attribute that had just been applied.

No longer delays, blood Yangzong disciples, each person's palms swayed out, with a huge sky of scarlet blood, a thick and greasy huge blood wall like a **** sea, wrapped in unstoppable energy hurricane to Situ Muyang swept through!

The **** rain, scarlet and fierce, as if to swallow all the vitality in the world!

"Humph!"

Situ Muyang is cold and cold, and the corner of the mouth is unobtrusive. It reveals the white teeth of the son, and the figure flashes. Under the driving force of the imperial wind, it is not locked by the long-term **** air machine, but at an incredible speed. It’s faster than I didn’t know before.

Situ Muyang, who is in a high place, swoops down like a predator.

"call out......"

At this time, Situ Muyang was like a lightning bolt, and he was continuously folded in the air. He took a few shadows with a half-air dive. The figure was like a nine-day thunder, and he fell with a sturdy spurt.

"Hurry!" Liu Yang can't help but look at the side, and the disguised Su Yi nodded slightly. For a year and a half, Situ Muyang had a great progress in speed, and the wind was on his body. With more peculiar magical effects and extraordinary effects.

Shen Jianmen, Situ Liuyun, have a good son! God of the sword!

At the moment, the Shenjian Gate, the courtyard pavilion, the cigarettes.

Among the halls, the stone pillar sword-shaped ornamentation is engraved, and the animal character is engraved.

The embossing is vivid, the sapphire paving the ground, the pearls are shining, and the carved beams are between the buildings, and the mottled solemn atmosphere permeates the big points.

Situ Liuyun sat on the chair and sneezed, looking out from the gap of the window to the distant secluded, gleaming eyes, sharp eyes, the ancient wave of the wave, as if hiding too many things.

Right guarded the law and stood side by side, whispered: "Mushen Yangzi should have reached the chaotic domain at this time?"

Situ Liuyun looked thoughtfully at the horizon, and said quietly: "Only Huyang can see him, maybe he can bring him back."

The right guardian law doubts: "Does Su really come back? He has built his own sect."

A pair of deep eyes blinked in the same light, unconsciously revealing the domineering of the superiors of the world.

"He is still a disciple of Elder Su, at least he believes that Shenjianmen needs him!"

The right guardian heard the words, the light flashed in the eyes, said: "Yes, only he can shine on such a stage, I am really looking forward to him on those stage and those ones that are metamorphosed." What kind of dragon fights!

Situ Muyang smiled and replied: "Look at the boy of Muyang!"

In the middle of the jungle, the atmosphere is turbulent, and the wind and blood are accompanied by hurricanes hunting, and the suffocating air is transmitted far and wide.

Situ Muyang faced the **** shadow of the blood Yangzong, and did not fear at all. From the foot of Situ Muyang, the black soil attribute was surging, the breath suddenly climbed, the imperial wind smashed, and the wind blew in front of him. "Sound, the light shines like the next day.

Situ Muyang went straight down to the tower of the blood Yangzong disciples, and he was so peerless, and he was born!

"The storm is raging!"

This is the violent wind and waves of Situ Muyang. It is a powerful earthquake. It once smashed with Liu Yunchuan. If it is once again, the original Liu Yunchuan is not the enemy of the current storm!

The emptiness of the emptiness, a few rays of light gathered, the hurricane whistling, the soles of the feet with boundless waves, a wave higher than a wave, smashing the sky, as if to break the void, the blood Yangzong disciple shuddered!

"Hey!"

"boom..."

The blood wall collided with the soles of the feet, and the roaring sound shook the void. The vitality of the wind swelled and smashed. As the floods ravaged the heavens and the earth, the trees in the whole body were turned into powders under the fluctuation of the energy of the sky, and the gravel swayed and the fly ash shook the sky!

"Oh...oh..."

The blood Yangzong people and Situ Muyang have shaken back a few steps in the air. Several of the relatively low blood Yangzong disciples were scattered several meters, and finally fell to the ground, pale.