The God of Sky & Earth

"Boom, bang, bang!"

The strongest of the Tiangong Temple also moved in unison, and a mighty atmosphere suddenly spread the sky, accompanied by a chilling atmosphere.

The West is ruthless, and the Qinghuang is also vacated. The atmosphere of the glory is swept out. The princes of Guanlan are only for their sake, and naturally they will not fall behind.

The confrontation between the holy mountain and the Tiangong Temple, the millions of eyes in the mountains and peaks, suddenly suddenly lost.

Among the five major forces of the three gates, one strong man was alarmed.

"Want to do it, I will accompany you to the Heavenly Palace!"

The main priest of Guanlan’s deputy palace was full of enthusiasm and breathlessness. He looked at the ice kettle and did not care.

Instead, the ice cage looked at Guan Gong, the vice-president, and his eyes were pumping.

The presence of the sacred mountain strong is not afraid of this view, but the ice can be clear in the heart, the Zhongzhou City, the Tiangong Palace, but also the ancient Yue Palace Lord and the furnace, Yunding these three people, they will come to help at any time.

This time, the Holy Mountain has a lot of strong people, but it can't resist the people in the Temple of Heaven, especially the ancient Yue, which is a fierce guy!

"No, no!"

There are also strong people of the Holy Mountain who are eager to drink and grieve in their hearts. In a short period of time, among the void images, the few remaining sacred disciples in the sacred martial arts have been damaged again.

"boom!"

Su Yi's figure is like electric power, and a punch is blasting. A young man in the holy mountain is directly shot and falls, and falls into the gravel pile. The blood is sprayed thin and is directly killed.

"call out!"

Jianguang is like electricity. The last young man who was present escaped, hating not much long legs, but he was too slow. He was worn by Su Yi and his sword, and a face appeared in his voice and made him soul. It was shocked.

"Don't..."

The youth fears, the complexion is white, the pride and conceit of the sacred disciples, and there is no such thing at the moment.

Su Yi faintly sneered, picking the young man with a sword, slowly pointing to the direction of the lineup of the holy mountain in the void image, seeing the sacred heavenly palace and the holy mountain, killing the ice, shaking the sword, the sword light erupting .

"Do not!"

"My disciple!"

Outside the holy Wu Mi area, in the lineup of the Holy Mountain, there are old people who are heartbreaking and have a big gaze.

"No, how could this be!"

At this moment, in the crowd below, some of the top forces in the lineup, there are also many strong people like the heartbreaking.

These people are from Xuan Yuanzong, Tianzhumen, Tianyangmen, etc. They saw with their own eyes that the young disciples in the mountain gates, the future of those gates, also suffered from them, and were killed by the Nawang Wang Zongyi.

"Bastard!"

Xuan Yuanzong, Tianyangmen, Tianzhumen and other strongmen in the mountain gate drink, violently thunderous, convulsive, sorrowful, sorrowful, heart is bleeding, heart is like a knife!

"Oh la la..."

Su Yi opened the killing ring, the young man's body from the inside out, the sword light erupted, instantly turned into a blood fog, the dead bones did not exist, accompanied by the Jianguang energy swept open, the blood mist exploded like a fireworks.

All the disciples of the sacred mountain who came to the slain, wrapped up the disciples of Tianzhumen, were killed, and one did not stay.

A lot of space bags were put into the hands of Su Yi, and there were large pieces of blood and broken bones everywhere on the ground.

This is a killing, it is a slaughter, it makes people feel timid!

It’s not the average person who killed, the disciple of the Holy Mountain, and the most disciple of the younger generation of the Holy Mountain.

The arrogant sons of the younger generation, dozens of people, in a short period of time, all the damage in the hands of a fierce youth at the moment.

The world is constantly trembled, and the roar of the sacred martial arts continues, but the vicinity is killing the sky, and the suffocation is filled, as if everything is silent.

Dozens of outstanding disciples of the Holy Mountain, as well as the existence of Mo Baiming, have more terrible young people like Chu Changhuan, but now they have all been killed, slaughtered by the fierce youth, clean and decisive, decisive and decisive, Nothing to drag!

Inside and outside the Sanvulide world, 10,000 eyes widened and stared at the young man.

That young man seems to be ugly, but at this moment he is standing there quietly, but in an unprovoked way, he is a god.

What is the pride of the sky, what a rare talented person, in front of killing God, is invincible!

"Hey..."

In the distance, even the dust and scaly scales can't help but **** the cold.

Especially the scaly scale, he finally finally understands the words of the dust, the disciples of the Holy Mountain want to kill the guy, afraid it will not be too easy!

"It's too strong. I am afraid that this is the champion of the Shengwu Conference. The Emperor of Tianjiao is between him and Nalan Ruyu!"

"It’s terrible, it’s the quality of the rumored soul!”

"Yi Yi is the soul sorcerer, killing Chu Changhuan and even not using the means of the soul teacher, it is unfathomable!"

Hundreds of millions of people are trembled, and those with glare and temper are accelerating their heartbeat. Everyone knows that Bawang Zongyi is a sorcerer, but so far, including killing Chu Changhuan, they have not used the means of the sorcerer. What is this? Unfathomable!

On the top of the hills, the powerful forces of the major forces are not trembled at this moment, such a god-like youth, how can they not know what they represent, this is a enchanting enough to sway all their peers. Let's go.

"When the body is smashed, there is no place to die!"

In the sacred mountain lineup, the old man sorrows and screams, and his heart is bleeding.

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An old man with a sacred elder looks like a real blood can not help but spit out.

Only the own people of the holy mountain know that this elder has brought three of the most promising pro-disciples to come here.

Unexpectedly, none of the three disciples left, and they were directly killed in his eyes. They were in the hands of a little-known bully Zong Yizhen, as if they were killing birds and beasts.

This not only has the grief of blood, but also the humiliation of the red luoluo.

The ice is bright and blue, and the face is covered with blue veins.

Ice Crab witnessed the killing of the sacred world in the sacred martial arts. He wanted to kill the Qinghuang and the West. He knew that the two men had been following the kid, and there was a sacred palace. He couldn’t help but really If you do it, it’s definitely their time to lose.

Above Zhongzhou, only the holy mountain alone, the people who want to kill the holy mountain, who dare to block.

But the only thing that has nothing to do with the world, such as the Tiangong, is that it has to make the holy mountain jealous.

"Hey!"

In the circle of Saint Wu Mi, the whistling and whistling of the void, a sound of thunder and thunder is especially deafening, a figure is broken, and the wings are fanned. If the storm is brought up, the glare of the whole body shrouds like lightning. !

This young **** is super-custom, high nose and thin lips, the sword eyebrows flew into the shackles, the face looks very calm, the body is wrapped in light, sly, sacred, especially the pair of scorpions, such as lightning, forced to give people a look At a glance, you must also feel like surrender.