Cult of the Sacred Runes

Seeing the scrolls in the hands of Du Yuanming, Ye Zhengqing couldn’t help but feel a glimpse of his heart. I didn’t expect Du Home to have three Chinese products!

The surface of these three scrolls is full of blue light. At first glance, it is the volume of the gods. The magical powers of writing are all mysterious powers. As long as you tear the scrolls, you can explode amazing power.

The bones of the bones, the gods, each have advantages and disadvantages!

The advantage of the **** roll is that it is cheap and does not require vitality, and it can release the magical power by directly tearing. However, once the gods are torn apart, this scroll is also abolished, and there is no use anymore, and only some of the magical powers of the supernatural powers are erupted, which is worse than the same level of the bones.

The advantage of the Bone-Bone Device is that it can be recycled. As long as there is enough energy, it can motivate the supernatural powers, and it can perfectly explode the power of supernatural power. But the disadvantage is that it is expensive, and it must have enough vitality to support the magical power contained in the bones!

Whether it is the middle of the bones or the Chinese product, it is very rare and precious, and money may not be able to buy it.

"Fortunately, the big man gave me three Chinese **** rolls before I came, in case of emergency, I did not expect it to be used!" Du Yuanming sneered.

When I heard Du Yuanming's words, Zhou Wu and Dong He both showed a fascinating look. Although they also had good friends with Lu Feng, Lu Feng had never given them such good things. With the achievements of Lu Feng’s son in the gods, it is impossible to write the Chinese gods. These three Chinese gods should be written by Master Mu personally!

"Du Yuanming, you want to destroy my Ye family. I don't have a fear of death in Ye Family!" Ye Zhengqing looked behind him and saw the strong eyes of a group of people. His heart flashed a trace of sadness and decisiveness. He turned back and shouted. I can't stop the jade from burning. I can't stop you from killing me. But the people of Du's family don't want to go!"

Ye Zhengqing glanced at the more than a dozen young people of Dujia, and madly poured into the bone bracelet.

Hey!

The white bone bracelet suddenly burst into a fascinating blue light, and its gods floated. These sacred lines condensed into a huge blue-winged blue bird, and a sturdy force of power swelled out in all directions.

This huge blue-winged blue bird screams and **** its wings toward the younger generation of Du family.

"Not good!" Du Yuanming was shocked. For Zhou Wu and Dong Hedao, "I stopped Ye Zhengqing, you killed those who are Ye Family!"

The voice did not fall, Du Yuanming had shredded a scroll of God in his hand, and a thick vine grew up and rolled toward the huge blue bird.

Those who are strong in the condensate are used to fight with the bones of the bones and the gods of the middle, and the waves are rolling, and the children around the family have retreated, and their hearts are lost.

boom!

Rao was entangled in vines, and the huge blue bird still spewed out a thick flame, which was sprayed on the young people who had no time to escape from the Du family. The young people suddenly screamed and screamed in the sea of ​​fire. .

"Damn!" Du Yuanming's face is iron and blue. He is a strong star of the seven-star condensate. When he is immersed in the moment, he has already plucked the head of the Yejia youth, and his feet are empty, suspended in the air, and his mind is condensing at his fingertips. In the blink of an eye, dozens of lines of gods were written.

The seven-star condensate element can be temporarily emptied. At the same time as the magical power is exerted, Du Yuanming also shreds the second Chinese product, and the flame is like a meteor in the sky.

Du Yuanming even consumed two Chinese **** scrolls, coupled with the skylight shield supernatural powers, finally resisted the attack of the bluebird, and saw several young people who died in Du's family. Du Yuanming's face was blue and green, and there was a kind of violent anger in his eyes.

"Hands!"

Zhou Wu and Dong He both sneered again and again, rushing toward the many generations of the Ye family, and Zhou Wu’s giant fan-like palm, directly grasping Ye Wei.

"Hugh to hurt my nephew!" Ye Hai shouted, urging the vitality, a palm to Zhou Wu.

"Condensed a star, I dare to slap in front of me!" Zhou Wuyi laughed, punched a fist on the palm of the sea, only to listen to "squeaky" a few crisp sounds, Ye Hai palm was bombarded Smash, spurting blood and flying out.

Whether it is General Zhou Wu or Dong He, there is a cruel smile.

"A group of garbage, not even a decent opponent, it is really boring! Garbage like you, what qualifications are living in the world, I will send you back to the West!" Zhou Wu hands keep writing, the road is out of thin air form.

Hey!

Yuanli circulates, and the gods oscillate. In a moment, the gods are condensed into more than ten three-foot-sized blood-colored handprints. The palm lines are clearly visible, and they are full of blood, like the huge palm of the Yaozu.

Xuanjie magical, holy blood handprints!

Rumble!

The huge **** handprints have not yet fallen, and the horrific pressure has already crushed the Yejia youths to the ground, and Ye Wei, who is pale, is also among them.

The strength of the Condensed Seven Stars is really terrible!

Hey!

The huge **** handprint with clear handprints has not yet fallen, and Ye Wei suddenly spurted out a blood, and the bones creaked like they were going to collapse.

"Xiaowei!" Ye Zhong did not know when he retreated to Ye Wei, who had been seriously injured. He saw Ye Wei vomiting blood, his face suddenly changed, suddenly raised his head, and a dull tiger whistle sounded between his throat.

"Brothers who want to move my leaf, first step on my body!"

"Xuanjie low-level magical power, white tiger kills!" Ye Zhong tried his best to understand the last glimpse of the sea, and tried the last glimpse of Dantian, dragging the exhausted body, forcing the white tiger to kill the supernatural power again. He has only one belief in his mind, that is to protect Ye Wei.

"Hey!"

The white tiger fainted and snarled, and rushed to the huge **** palm that was falling in the air. The white tiger's eyes were absolutely determined, so the leaves were so heavy.

"A warrior, dare to confront me, it is ridiculous!" Zhou Wu haha ​​laughed, arrogant, right hand pressed, I saw the **** palm print in the void in the air, the overbearing momentum, suppressed.

boom!

The white tiger illusion was crushed and crushed by the **** palm print.

The white tiger killing and the holy blood handprint are also the mysterious magical powers, but Ye Zhong’s cultivation is much worse than Zhou Wu’s seven-star condensate. The white tiger’s virtual shadow touches the moment of the huge **** palm. It was directly shaken by the **** palm.

"Xiaowei, I am sorry..." At the moment when Baihu was defeated, Ye Zhi’s remaining sense of consciousness was also defeated, and the sea was broken.

"Ye Zhongge!" Seeing Ye Zhong loses support and falls down, Ye Wei is stunned, and binoculars are like a terrible beast. Under the terrible power of the Holy Blood handprint, Ye Wei’s knowledge of the sea begins. Fragmentation.

In the fraying sea of ​​knowledge, the golden light of the road was dazzling, rushing to Ye Wei's limbs, against the terrible pressure.

The leaf family continued to vomit blood one after another, but Ye Wei still stood strong and stood there, although Ye Wei’s consciousness was almost blurred.

"An apprentice who can't even count on the martial arts is still not dead!" Zhou Wu snorted, and the Holy Blood handprinted Shentong with a stronger power, and pressed against Ye Wei. More than a dozen holy blood handprints were blown down. At one moment, Ye Wei will be photographed and broken!

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