Doomsday Sanctuary

When Feng Zhi saw Di Ping's flames, the flames were three feet tall, his dark triangular eyes shot a strong murderous intent, and his whole body was murderous. He stared at Di Ping and shouted angrily:

"Boy, said you did a ghost that put away the body of the beast?"

Di Ping looked at Dai Feiya, who was bound by Feng Zhi's huge energy in the air with a pale face, and her face was extremely painful. He felt a twitch in his heart, but he still resisted the grief in his heart, and calmly looked at Feng Zhi indifferently:

"Yes, the dead beast is in my hands!"

"It's really you, dare to play with the deity, you kid **** it!"

Feng Zhi suddenly became angry when he heard this, and roared and raised his hand to slap Di Ping to death.

"slow!"

At this moment, the gray-haired old man, Tyrannosaurus, suddenly stepped forward to stop him:

"Feng Zhi wait a moment. Since he dared to stay, he might have some support, let's listen to what he said first!"

"What can I say, slap him to death, search from his body, and he can hide in the sky!"

Feng Zhi seemed to have been irritated by Di Ping. He didn't listen to Ba Mao's stop. She raised her hand again with an anger, but then her eyes changed because two of them were actually blocking her.

Suddenly she glared at the two of them with serpentine triangular eyes, and shouted:

"You also want to stop me and get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me Feng Zhi's ruthless action!"

"Feng Zhi, stay safe, don't worry!"

At this moment, Ba Mao stepped forward to Feng Zhi's side, looked at her calmly and said:

"Feng Zhi, can you guarantee that you can find the magic weapon on him?"

"This......."

Feng Zhi's eyes stopped, and the raised hand stopped.

Ba Mao condensed his voice again:

"The seventh-tier magic weapon is already different from the common thing. It has the spirit of the magic weapon. It always chooses the master. If the opponent does not hand over the magic weapon, we will not be able to get the magic weapon. Maybe the magic weapon will escape. He can take away the corpse of the seventh-order beast, he must be able to do it with the use of magical weapons. It is easy to slap him to death with one palm, but by then we may be empty and empty!"

Feng Zhi's eyes flickered and her expression was a little hesitant, but after a moment of breath, the surging energy all over her body weakened slightly, but she was still a little unwilling, her eyes staring coldly at Di Ping:

"Well, I won't kill him, but the interrogation wants me to come. I want him to **** Jinfeng clan's methods of refining soul and soul!"

Tyrant's eyes flickered, this time he didn't stop him any more, just said lightly:

"Yes, but don't play to death!"

"Jie Jie..."

Feng Zhi let out a weird smile, like Ye Xiao wailing incomparably, staring at Di Ping with triangular, viper-like eyes, and said:

"Don't worry, he can't die, I will let him live well!"

Not to mention Di Ping, even the few half-step robbery becoming stronger around him looked at Feng Zhi with a trace of horror.

The old witches of the Jinfeng clan are notoriously perverted, and they look at Di Ping with some sympathy.

At this time, Di Ping was standing in the sky. The divine body and the two-headed beasts in the distance aroused waves of energy like a strong wind. His front shirt was hunting. His black hair was fluttering, and he was unspeakable and unrestrained. Those who became strong in the half-step robbery did not have any fear or fear, and their performance was extremely calm.

This made the half-step robbery become stronger secretly admired, no wonder it is the lord of the magic weapon, just this attitude is extremely extraordinary, in front of these old monsters, not to mention standing in the sky, I am afraid that they will stand Can't help.

Di Ping looked at the sympathy in everyone's eyes and smiled lightly:

"Do you really think I'm going to eat it!"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what Di Ping meant, did he want to attack them with magic weapons?

However, immediately everyone smiled again. Not everyone can use the magic weapon. They may exert their power in their hands. If you are a small magical power, don’t even think about it if you want to deal with them. It may be able to exert its power and deal with ordinary people. Don't think about dealing with old monsters like them.

"Boy, still pretending to be a fool, come over to me!"

Feng Zhi let out a deep sigh, and his whole body energy surged again, and a large energy hand gathered towards Di Ping and grabbed it.

Di Ping suddenly sharpened his eyes, without anger, and an unrelenting aura rose up. He stared at Feng Zhi and the others with awe-inspiring eyes and shouted:

"Whoever dares to move, I immediately ordered the magic soldiers to destroy themselves, you will get nothing!"

boom!

Feng Zhi's energy hand suddenly stopped in the air, her eyes flickering at Di Ping, and she suddenly sneered:

"Boy, you are less bluffing, you are afraid that even the magic weapon is not completely refined! You want to control the magic weapon to self-destruct, you are dreaming!"

With a sudden big hand, he was ready to do it again.

"Really! You can try!"

Di Pianyang said calmly to the big hand without moving his expression.

"Catch you first!"

Feng Zhi's eyes flashed slightly, but then his eyes were cold, and the huge might enveloped Di Ping, and his big hand turned towards Di Ping.