Long Live Summons

God is contemptuous.

He still did not have the sword of hate behind his back, but extended his left hand and his fingers were relaxed.

Each finger, each condensed a sword, each sword is full of divine power, its five swords are different, but the power of each sword can destroy the earth. In the face of the wild wind, the ‘sand wind, although not forced to swear by God, but the degree of attention, no longer as contemptuous as before.

Five swords, excited to shoot out.

Penetrated ‘sand wind, limbs and chest and abdomen.

Frost and cold people can see their hearts leaping wildly, and the wind storm of the sand wind is so fragile as thin paper, without any hindrance.

The body also pierced the 'sand wind' of the five swords, a great cannon-grey set that was played by the male into the play, a poor little man who was betrayed by the boss and destined for the end of the cup. At this time, a small universe broke out, and the body flashed like a protagonist. The light is so bright, and the game is over-excited... I only listened to him shouting loudly, and the sound was like a thunder, and it exploded. He should have let the 弑os ss spike, but he survived tenaciously, even roaring to the ultimate opponent who could never reach it, clamoring for a dead battle, and seeing the five swords that still penetrate the body. If nothing.

"Hey God, I am still not dead, I have not lost without death!"

Not dead, strong, ‘sand wind,.

Continue to charge.

The bulls generally smashed the earth, and the five swords swayed, and the blood sprinkled all the way.

Finally rushed to the front of the gods, the **** body of the ‘sand wind, and when he raised his fist, he found that he did not have the strength to fight out.

The horror of the face was as if he had to re-recognize the sand wind; the frost was full of anger, his hands clenched his fists tightly, and there was a sinister fire in his heart, but he did not express it.

He knew that he was not angry with the ‘sand wind that rushed to death, but another person.

A person who has the ability to stop but does not do it.

I want others to sell for themselves.

Even if there is such a heart.

least.

Also do something.

On the sidelines, doing nothing, has always been so indifferent and even cruel to watch others desperate for themselves, is this still a human? Although it is the best choice from the perspective of profit, it is really chilly to do so. Frost and cold thought of this, suddenly a cold and cold feeling that the body will never have a cold feeling, a cold.

There is a kind of chill that comes out of the bottom of my heart, and it makes people calm and cold.

"You didn't have to die, why should you sell your life for others?" The cool brother of the coffin face of the gods, seeing the **** body but standing still, the sand wind, and it was also moved, and finally looked at the 'wind breeze.'

"He can't be unrighteous if he doesn't." The sand wind played by Yue Yang's classmates has a scene.

"..." After the frost, the body trembled.

Take your eyes and round your eyes.

The black scorpion is angry with the heart, and your death will die, but also nonsense, talking indiscriminately, but it is very morale!

Fortunately, this sand wind is about to hang up, otherwise the black cockroaches can't help but start to make this mouthful of guys into a mass of meat sauce... Black cockroaches can't make any reaction. 'The sand wind has already spelled the last power wave. Boxing, heavy hitting on the chest of the gods. There is no defense in the gods, so that the sand wind hits the corner of the mouth and smashes blood: "Look at the part of you who can still speak the sentence, let you punch."

The wind is arrogant: "I will not only beat you, but also kill you..."

God smiled coldly.

In the mouth, ruthlessly spit out a sentence: "not self-reliant."

When the sand breeze punched for the second time, the **** of the left hand grabbed the sand breeze and threw him out like a broken sack.

boom!

I don’t know how many kilometers I flew, which broke two hills and a huge rock.

In the end, the whole person of the sand wind broke into the depths of the earth deeply, and when the impact of the stars broke, the world and the earth shook, and a huge cloud of mushroom clouds burst into the sky.

The power of horror of the gods makes the frosty eyes look twitching in the corners of the eyes. The left hand, one-armed one, easily kills the hatred sword behind the sand wind, and has not lost the sand wind. This is the power of blasphemy, this is the power of the first person outside the mountain! If there is not a perfect plan, it is really unrealistic to kill the gods. Frost and cold look at each other, and they are all in the other's eyes, seeing a trace of horror.

Not to mention them, it is the full of confidence.

Also a bit chilly.

God, it is indeed too powerful!

There was a muffled sound from the far side of the sky, as if a giant hand had shaken the pillar of the sky, causing the sky to break.

There is a strange knife light, as if it can cut the time and space, flashing, and coming from far.

Unstoppable to open the encirclement of the black, the frost and the three.

I came in.

People are like a knife.

The knife is also like someone else.

If you say that God is a sword, then the present person is a sword.

A knife is rushing into the sky and split into a cross. The world is divided into four parts in the southeast and northwest. The knife holders in Yunan have the sole aim of fighting against the northern gods and the northwest gods. In one body, fighting against the two gods, not the gods, is equally confident, and equally proud.

Comers, the biggest supporters of the Shandong camp outside the mountain, are also the largest undercover of the Western camp, the most trusted brothers of the gods and the most important pieces in the plan.

Southern God Lord God!

Artifact knives ‘ drink the snow, the holder.

"Hey God, take care of the sorrow and frost, give it to me!" Tian Qiu stretched out to drink a snow, the scream of the sword is like a thousand troops, killing the sky.

"Are you injured?" The gods keenly discovered that the brother had a dark injury and a brow.

"Hey, little dark wounds, black sputum, I may not move, but according to the sputum and frosty cold, I can still send." Tian Qiu stood proudly, holding a knife in his hand, exuding a kind of questioning who is the hero of the world .

The South God Lord, who is invincible and indomitable, is definitely not a bit of a dark injury. He can be defeated by war at any time. The heroic madman who died because of the war has absolutely no yield and discouragement. Maybe, no matter what, it is impossible to destroy his straight waist.

"This is what you can!"

This East God Lord has never been a person who knows how to care for others. Being able to do this is already his limit.

The same, the natural enemies of the South God, is not a very good communication person. He is extremely rare concern for God, and does not appreciate: "Reassured, I will kill you faster than you, killing Photo and frosty cold. If you continue to obsess and do not realize, Hugh, I will not hate the feelings of the year!"

The last two words of Tianqiu are said to Zhao Yan and Frost.

At this time, a light of fire.

Shooting quickly.

Ji Wuri, who still turned into a red scorpion, laughed happily: "A good Southern God god, Tianqiu, Ming Ming, and dying, but also hard to support, full of mad words, haha, is it the mountain outside the mountains? This kind of bragging king? As long as I reach out, your hard support will break out, it will fall down and you will not be able to pretend here. I really serve you!"

"Becoming my brother's appearance, it hurts me, how guilty you are in thieves. Today, my vengeance is not slaughtering you. This kind of evil can't be!" Tian Qiu looked at Yi Ji, who was easily dressed as Akasaka, suddenly his eyes were red. , angry and skyrocketing.

The knife is as light as snow.

A trip, the world is cracked.

However, in the face of Ji Wuri’s face, it is necessary to take Ji Wuri’s whole person in the meantime.

Ji Wuri, who was still incarnation, was gently screaming.

Although this ring finger is light, it is undoubtedly a blue sky for the sorrowful gods and the vengeful gods that have been murdered before. It is as strong as a god, but also shakes the body, and the blood that the sand wind hits in the mouth is flowing out. , slide down the corner of the lips, drip on the green shirt, wet a piece. Compared with the **** of blasphemy, the body of Tian Qiu is overwhelmed, the chest is almost broken, the blood in the nose and mouth is squirting, the knife of the world is broken, the sword of the snow can not support the body of the master, and the vengeance After a few strokes, I tried to fix my knees, but I couldn’t keep my eyes turned white, but it was very difficult to focus and restore my original wisdom.

The gods swept over.

One hand presses on the vengeance vest, and concentrates on it to stabilize the injury of the vengeance.

Help him to support the body steadily, not to let this man who has never kneel in the battlefield and never fell to the ground in the battlefield, humiliatingly fell in front of the sneak attack on his enemies.

"Everything, there is me." 另一 God's other right hand, gently wiped the blood of the lips, eyebrows like a sword, arrogant: "Just with their four people, I want to leave my god! Only a sword In the hand, there is no mountain mountain outside to stop me from killing, including your black scorpion!” The last sentence of 弑God naturally said to the black scorpion, now the black face is good, the plan is very smooth. As long as there is no ancient **** to come and destroy the overall situation, then the war that began to be planned thousands of years ago has won itself!

"Give me a fragrant time, blasphemy, I just need to take a breath!" Tian Qiu put the knife into the sheath, while frantically self-healing with divine power.

"Up, kill the vengeance, and then besieged the gods!"

The black screamed loudly.

Frost and cold, immediately dispatched.

It seems to be a palm that has been destined to be played for thousands of years.

As long as it is the northern gods, the master will slap and slap, and will never fall. No one can escape the attack under the guidance of his true vision - the mirror and the talent field. No one, even the first **** of the mountain as the first mountain God, no exception!

The frosty chains, such as hundreds of snow scorpions, are horrified, mad, and emptied through the air, interweaving a network of impenetrable rivers.

God and heaven are like fish.

All in the net.

The most terrible attack is not the introduction of Ji Wuri’s finger, which makes the wounds of the gods and the vengeance erupt, but the black scorpion... It’s the super strong existence of the first singer of the mountain, the black scorpion, the world Immediately darkened, dark, and reached out to five fingers. Everything is swallowed up by the power and will of the black scorpion, and nothing can be taken off.

In the darkness, a sword shines.

Like the dawn of dawn, even the dark sky is dark, and it can't erase the light that is comparable to dawn!

This is the sword of God.

As the first **** of the mountain outside the mountain, the **** of the gods of the East God, under the siege of the three gods and the main hall of the Temple of the Central Temple of the Central Temple of the Sun, which was not superficial but the power is completely inferior to God, he finally pulled the sword.

Resentment, at hand.

At any time, when the ancient sword is out, there is a life that is close to the world.

"Give me..." The gods waved their swords, and one sentence gave me a break and did not shout it out. Suddenly I saw it in a wrong way. A knife cut through the void, cracked the world, and wore the chest. Compared to the one that just killed Ji Wuri, the power of this knife is ten thousand times stronger. God has never seen such a knife. Although he is familiar with the vengeance, he never knows that his brother can wave such a powerful force. If this knife is not yelling at him, but screaming at the enemy, then God will be amazed by the fact that he is really happy for his brother to break through the original realm. But now, in addition to being shocked, he is still wrong...

"Snow drink Changchuan.

"Tian Qiu did not have any signs of injury at this time. On the contrary, he had obtained at least a hundred times of blessing power in Ji Wuri’s finger, and a sneak attack that was so powerful that he could not even imagine himself.

The tip of the knife penetrates into the garment.

Black eyes, shining hands, frosty chains.

At the same time, against the **** of the gods, the gods are stagnation under the gaze of the black scorpion, and the sword of the hatred of the sorrow is entangled in the net of the ice chain of the frost, although the number is cut, but the speed is greatly reduced. Slower and slower, the last sword is like a snail crawling. I hate the ancient sword, although there is nothing to resist, but the frost is temporarily slowed down by the power of God, it is still possible to reach... The palm of the hand is like a light smoke, fluttering, heavy as a mountain, thundering and bombarding in the gods Vest.

You don't need this palm.

Tian Qiu’s drinking snow knife can also pass the gods.

The former southeastern **** Akasaka was also defeated in this trick. It was only at that time that Tianqiu did not explode and did not receive the special blessing of Ji Wuri. The power was far less than the power of one-tenth of the gods. !

hiss!

Behind the gods.

A sharp and unscrupulous knife smothered, smashing the sky and splitting the earth for 10,000 meters.

It’s just a slash of the slashing, and it will smash a giant crater that can’t jump, but it’s 50 meters wide, 100 meters deep, and 10,000 meters long... all bear the **** of attack from the snow **** knife. What will happen?

After the black scorpion and the scorpion **** looked at each other, the eyes were slightly painful, and the eyes closed, and the sorrow and grief after the collision of the power of the gods was forbearable.

He closed his eyes.

The original darkness of the world has regained its light.

According to the 曦 曦 的 的 的 的 的 的 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Ji Wuri throws a strange spherical beast, so that he can kill himself from the hatred sword, and he will be safely separated in an instant. He will escape from the sword of the sword of the sword and escape 30,000 meters away, so that he thought the same sword. The foot can hurt the frost of his body, and he is also shocked and puzzled.

Only Tianqiu, still staying in place.

The double-handed knife does not move.

he.

Not wanting to move.

It was just the tip of the knife that drunk the snow knife, so that the **** of the left hand of the **** of the gods were caught, and they could not leave the knife, and they were forced to stay still.

There is no expression on the face of the gods. It seems that the killing of the gods is a matter of righteousness. It is also like the fact that the sword of the **** of hatred is taken for granted. There is no special reaction... he is like this. Quietly watching the vengeance in front of me.

The corner of the lips, let the blood of the slap in the palm of your hand, the third time, smashed out, dripping on his green shirt.

The black scorpion saw this scene and could not help but take a sigh of relief.

This god, the first person in the mountains outside the mountain, is so strong that it is so strong?

Just use two fingers, you can clamp the vengeance to drink the snow knife's full blow? Moreover, this is still a sneak attack after Ji Wuri’s special method of blessing!

impossible!

This is simply impossible!

"Do you think that my **** will be stupid enough to make people successfully attack twice?" The gods are very lightly releasing their fingers, ignoring the shocked vengeance in front of them, a sword across the chest, a sword shouting, a green shirt blood , proud and stand, this moment, giving people the feeling is simply to see the world as if there is nothing!

"To be continued"

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