Unrivaled Martial God

In the sky, gradually spread to the stars, three figures appear in the sky at the moment, Phoenix two people, toward the blood moon, two people in an instant flaunt the aura, to the blood moon, desperately looking at the sudden change, eyes immediately congealed, face

instantly become very pale!

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, a tearing pain suddenly came from the poor back! Let him frown in an instant tight up, a huge iron bar, at the moment hit the back of the poor! You can't help falling forward! "In the past, I used to hurt me badly, but today I will be ashamed of myself!" The sound of the ancestor of dark iron was like a flood of thunder, which made Jilei's ears buzzing. Looking at the figure of the father of dark iron, the southern emperor finally sank a big stone in his heart. At least now they do not have no hope at all. The arrival of the emperor of the tenth war has made the situation that has been facing poverty and strangeness appear a bit inclined again.

Poor Qi turned to look at the father of dark iron, his eyes were full of surprise and shock, "you have been seriously injured, how can you appear here?"

"Hum, the serious injury is not a fall. Even you are not dead. How could I possibly die?" The eyes of the father of dark iron are full of hatred, and the iron stick in his hand is waving towards the poor and strange! This black iron stick weighs a thousand jin! If ordinary people get this stick, they will be broken to pieces!

Poor Qi knew the strength of the stick of the father of dark iron. He did not dare to be careless at the moment, so he quickly started his body method to dodge. But in this way, the progress of opening the gate of the underworld must be slowed down a lot.

"Clear all these blood mists, otherwise the operation of the blood month will not stop!" The southern emperor said solemnly to Ji Lei. Ji Lei nodded and jumped up. He hovered in the sky and looked at the scene under his feet. It was more than a "miserable" word!

Corpses, mummies, lying on the street! Only in a few quarters of an hour, Ziyun city has been filled with half of the city's bones! Such a scene is really frightening!

Ji Lei's eyebrows were locked tightly. Then he jumped forward and walked to the street of Ziyun city. The moment he landed, the incomparable fire was blazing. The blood mist disappeared in the area where Jilei was!

The fire burned the blood mist on the street, but it was just a mantis' arm riding the cart. The blood fog kept coming out. Jilei wanted to burn them. But the speed of the blood fog spread was too fast. People were dying every minute!

"No! If the blood fog is not solved from the root, the blood mist will never disappear! " Ji Lei called out to the South emperor in the sky. When the emperor heard the words, his eyebrows sank and his eyes fell on the poor and strange hand.

In his hand, he still held the scepter inlaid with blood red stones!

"I see! As long as the scarlet moon is not broken, the blood mist will not disappear! " The southern emperor suddenly realized, and then looked at the father of dark iron and said in a sharp voice: "the father of dark iron!" The father of dark iron immediately understood, the iron bar in his hand waved the ground tiger to generate wind, and pressed towards the poverty and strangeness step by step! One stick at a time, poor Qi dodges left and right, but the stick technique of the ancestor of dark iron is as airtight as the current. Although poor Qi tries to avoid it, in the battle with the southern emperor of heaven, he has already consumed half of his physical strength! Now the poor strange is not the dark iron ancestor's opponent, in the dark iron ancestor strong and intensive attack, poor strange only has the share to dodge!

"Sky stick!" The father of dark iron suddenly drank, and the iron stick in his hand suddenly flashed out the brilliant light of stars! Strike at the poor! Poor Qi is trying to dodge, but the southern emperor acts according to his own circumstances. He has already walked behind him like a ghost. With a move of his hand, the mighty wind

roars and forces him to come!

Poor Qi had to resist, subconsciously put his hands in front of his body, but this block, is the perfect exposure of the scarlet moon under the stick of the father of dark iron!

"Break it for me!"

In the eyes of the founder of dark iron, a trace of fine awn passed by, and the dark iron stick suddenly knocked down at this moment! A crisp broken sound sounded, the scarlet moon in poor Qi's hands, at this moment, was broken by the founder of black iron!

The blood red fragments slowly fell down and fell on the ground. After the red moon broke, the blood moon in the sky would no longer work. A round of blood moon stopped in the sky, and the door of hell began to close at this time!

"No! No Poor Qi roared, his eyes were full of unwilling light! But at this moment, the southern emperor's strong wind, has attacked! Just in the moment when the God of poverty and wonder was stunned, the fierce palm wind of the South emperor immediately penetrated the body of poor Qi!

Poor strange eyes, momentarily stagnated down, breathing in this moment to stop! His face was as grey as death!

His poor body trembled for a moment, then he fell to the ground like a stiff wood.

Blood on the moon! The gate of hell is closed! How poor!

"Poor and strange... Dead?" Jilei's eyes were dull for a moment, even if it was uncontrollable ecstasy!

"Poor Qi is dead at last!" I don't know how long it took, this name often appears in the ears of the strong as a nightmare! Dead at last!"Are you dead..." the southern emperor murmured, looked at the pale figure on the ground, sighed, and moved his eyes to the sky: "finally dead..."

but somehow, after the death of poverty and strangeness, the heart of the southern emperor was beating fiercely, and there seemed to be something that had not been finished...

poor and strange died, and the blood moon slowly disappeared in the sky At this time, it disappeared.

Of course, the ancient senro monster, of course, can not come out again to harm the world.

However, because of this blood month, most of the population in Ziyun city has disappeared. I'm afraid the rest of the people will no longer dare to stay in Ziyun city. It can even be said that people from the whole eastern continent will migrate.

Ji Lei sits on the wall of emperor Jizong and looks at all the people under his feet. He suddenly feels that the people in this world, who are willing to have money and money, are still like grass roots in front of the power, and the powerful people, even if they are poor and strange, are still dead bodies under the encirclement and suppression.

"This world is so contradictory, don't think about it." The southern emperor patted the back of Jilei's head and immediately walked forward, "gone, back to the western regions."

"Hula --!" Broken wind sounded, several figures fell in front of the southern emperor and Ji Lei, "nine jade Xuan palace envoy, special help." "You are late. The battle is over. Poor Qi is dead." The southern emperor looked at the front indifferently and left without looking back.