The God of Sky & Earth

In the camp of the Tiangong Palace, the singer's body was slightly shaken. At the time of the Shengwu Conference, the sacred fire was so intense that the audience was the strongest!

No one can expect it, but in a few years, the holy fire has been smashed by the young man of the day to the most familiar sacred king.

Ridiculous, sad, sigh!

"The Sovereign! Heavenly demon sect wants to be great! The ancestors of the ancestors, Tianchen finally found the right person! The demon lord is going to return!" The Shangguan Tianchen, who is holding the snow red building and Liu Ruoxuan, is in tears, his hands are shaking, biting Tight lips, years of grievance finally came out.

"Hey! Kid is good! Kid is good!" Under the black robes of Duanmu Qingtian, the tall and straight body trembled unconsciously, and Duanmu 筱man also instantly turned back, Yue Mengmeng.

She knows that Duanmu Qingtian and so on, do not know how long it has been waiting for, the things that Shengshan is doing, people and gods are angry!

Among the guests, an old man flashed in the light, and after the death of the flame, he immediately retreated and disappeared from the panicked crowd.

"call!"

Duanmu Xiongtu has been shocked by the scene in front of him for a long time, and the wide Xuanpao trembles violently. He only listens to the sound of the sky and several sounds.

"Not good!" Duanmu Xiongtu screamed, an unusual sense of crisis rushed into his heart.

"Su Yi, I want you to pay for it! I want you to pay for it!"

"Be a death! Pay for the elders of the Holy Fire!"

In addition, more than 20 Yuan domain and Yuan Zongqiang strongmen flew from the depths of various holy mountains.

"Someone is coming to die?"

Su Yi converges on the vitality, under the rapid urging, the body's running of the Supreme Power has refining the vitality within the stipulations, and the stagnation of the sea is once again surging.

The participation of the demon kings has a miraculous effect, and Su Yi’s body is also rapidly recovering because of the storm.

The epee crossed a strange arc in the air, and Su Yi’s eyes were positive. He looked at the fierce golden light in the distance and said madly.

"In this case, go to the old man who is holy to the funeral! Let the people of the holy mountain destroy it! Kill it! Oh!"

"Don't! Su Zongzhu!" Duanmu Xiongtu screamed behind him, his eyes trembled!

For a moment, Su Yi’s voice echoed like a nightmare in the idyllic mountains, and the golden light of the clouds shook, and the thunder was raging.

"Boom!"

Duanmu Xiongtu doubled up to the boss, but could not go forward. The roaring horror of the roaring wave swept the air and he was shocked.

"This is the power of the Jinyuan Golden Day! How can this be!"

The harsh roar is like opening up the sky. When the big mountain peaks are filled with golden light, the dense crests of the waves are filled with fierce golden thunder!

Thunder and lightning, like the nine-day Xuan Lei, more than a dozen thick and golden dragons thunder descend from the sky, the destruction of the general impact in the detonated figure.

I saw Su Yi Shuangzhong holding the blood devil to kill the sword, feet across, and slashing the epee high, a shallow smile on the corner of the mouth, like the scythe of death, it is shocking!

"Hey!"

"Boom!"

On time, the entire sky was filled with golden thunder, the air solidified in an instant, and the fierce thunder light directly blasted more than twenty figures into nothingness!

"Hey!"

In the space that is rapidly heating up, white smoke is born, and the strong ones are so smouldering and annihilating in the golden light!

"what!"

"My head hurts! No, I don't want to die!"

"He is a demon, my hand, my hand!"

"The teacher respects me, I don't want to die!"

Millions of sacred disciples were pushed down a little by a half, and there were also more than 200,000 people.

The mountains and the wild are the voices of the mourning and crying of the sacred mountain disciples, running away, **** and incomparable!

The dead branches and leaves, the ruins, the eyes are full of burnt brown black, the dazzling golden light is not scattered, the dull roar is even more endless!

For a moment, the holy mountain blasted the pot, and the undead sacred disciple was already covered in white paper, and his heart and soul were all stunned and frightened!

"Is the holy mountain to be destroyed? Is the holy mountain going to be destroyed?"

Standing on the void, Duanmu Xiong looked at the horrible shape of the holy mountain, and the death of the dead and wounded could not help but mourn.

Successive dozens of Yuan dynasty dynasty domain dynasties die, this is an indelible trauma to any top power!

Su Yi, who is as tall as a sword, is a kind of indifferent, as if the people in front of him are all guilty, and Duanmu Xiong’s sighs and sighs.

"Su Zongzhu, the sacred mountain is not righteous, the old ambiguity is clear, I dare not ask you to forgive, I only hope that you can be spared and forgiving! The disciple is innocent!"

The old body is shaking, and Duanmu Xiong has completely lost his mind at this time. He is close to his lips and has a heartache.

"Hey!"

Su Yi flashed to the side of Duanmu Xiongtu, raised him, and whispered: "Xiong elders, the holy mountain has done too many wrong things, I am not only representing myself today, they are pitiful, Li is not pity! Those are The people who slaughter the village are not pity! The world is a sinful person!"

"This!" Duanmu Xiong's eyes were faintly stunned, and he was an elder of Shengwutang who was on the same level as the elders of Taishang, and would not know those activities!

Participate in the demon sect of the demon sect, the ancient village of Tuling, the death of Li, the various small and small villages in order to find Duanmu Qingtian, these things are well known.

On time, Duanmu Xiongtu was a little lost, and his dry lips were arrogant, and I don’t know how to be at home.

"Su Yi, I am fighting with you! Go to hell!"

Most of the disciples of the Holy Mountain saw such a miserable situation. There are still many people who are full of blood and rushing toward Suyi.

Duanmu Xiong, who has nothing to eat, knows that he can’t save it. He looks at the distant small pieces, about thousands of people, just whispered: "No!"

"Boom!"

Another huge golden thunder tilted down from the sky, and the space rippled along the way was cracked. Only a loud noise was heard. Thousands of sacred disciples were once again smashed into ashes!

"boom!"

The thunder banged loudly, resounding through the heavens and the earth, roaring the valley, and the vast valleys and peaks were smashed into successive classes. Under the sunder, countless countless sacred disciples fled, like the end of the world.

"I said, the people of the Holy Mountain, the heart has rotted! Today, I will use the blood of the Holy Mountain to baptize the world!"

"Boom!"

Su Yi’s giant sword once again cut through the sky, a huge sword mark flashed across the sky, and the dark cracks suddenly formed!

"Hey!"

"Master, the overlord group demon are all here! Listen to dispatch!"

From the cracks in the darkness, a gathering of enchanting monsters passed through the golden gap, and a huge monster figure came across the heavens and earth, bringing the holy mountain into the desolate barbaric world!

The ferocious atmosphere condenses the void, between the mountains, the wild monsters hidden in the depths of the holy mountain are like the induction, the whole mountain forest time begins to tremble!