Martial God Conqueror

Feng San’s ancestors recognized that Du Shao’s strange means were exactly the same as the previous treacherous ancestors who wanted to kill Du Xiaohu.

Without passing through the space, it does not cause any fluctuations, and even from the disappearance to the appearance, there is no time consumption!

This kind of awkward means, the ghost is not ordinary, it is simply impossible to prevent!

Unexpectedly, the treacherous ancestors, even if they didn’t even have time to scream, they were smashed into the chest, torn into pieces, and screamed!

Feng San's ancestors are self-satisfied. If he is to face the fierce and fierce punch that he just had, it is hard to retreat.

Du Shaoqi killed the ancestors of the trenches, and was covered with blood rain from top to bottom.

Scarlet blood, condensing his silk into a cluster, and squatting down the top.

Du Shaoqi turned around and turned his face into a red and white large flower face, grinning, and the two rows of white teeth radiated the light of the cold, and the terror was infiltrating!

Looking at this scene, the ancestors of Feng San in the wrath are moving.

The body shape that had been rushing forward was stagnant in the void, and the blazing flame of the body tumbling again. Another ray of light spurted out of his mouth and slammed it to Du Shaoqi.

The light column penetrates the heavens and the earth, and if the **** raises the sword, it stabs out, and instantly tears everything to block, and the void is drawn to draw a terrible mouth.

Endless energy is condensed into a beam of light on this beam of light, implying a thorough power.

As soon as this bright beam of light came out, the whole heaven and earth seemed to be dark, and the broken ancient city was over the sky.

The creatures in the far air are all cold and erect, and no one doubts the power of this attack.

Killing the treacherous ancestors, has already consumed Du Shao 甫 就 就 就 就 就 甫 甫 甫 甫 , , , , , , 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤 凤

The Qingling armor of the body is still shining with glory and glory, and the immortal body is recovering quickly, but this is nothing to compete with the full strength of Feng San’s ancestors.

In a critical situation, Du Shaoqi Yuan Shen fretting, calling out Zijin Tianzhu, the broad sword body rushed across the chest.

"Boom!"

The light column is unimpeded, hitting the purple gold scorpion, and a huge muffled sound resounds through the heavens and the earth.

The terrible fluctuations spread, the whole ancient city began to shake violently, and the sky was swept by the sea, covering the sky and covering the sun, spreading and opening, within a radius of a hundred miles, the rivers boiling, the mountains and rivers breaking, the suiyu clear!

Du Shaoqi was shot and flew. The body was like a stone that was thrown out, crossed from the void, and fell to the distant sky, gradually fading, lonely and helpless.

"kill!"

Feng San's ancestors drank, smothered and smothered in the eyes, and swept the wings, and quickly chased Du Shaoyu.

He is sick and wants him!

A hit, the kid is already the end of the strong, can kill it, so great time, definitely not to lose!

The horrible flames are surging, and the phoenix ancestors' wings are hollowed out, and they cut through the sky, chasing the front of Du Shaoyan, who is still in the air, and the vigorous claws are caught, directly to the purple robe figure, together with the broad sword. Hold it together in it!

Like the light of the next day, the brilliance in the chicken feet, the giant force is in a moment of excitement, if it is to catch Du Shaoqi into a meat sauce.

"Hey..."

Qingling armor collapsed, the immortal body was cracked, the flesh and blood bones were squeezed, and the "squeaky" sound of the teeth was made. The light golden blood merged into a stream and fell between the feet.

Du Shaoqi's body was pinched into a ball, as weak as a chicken.

At this time, he has no resistance.

"father!"

"brother!"

"Three less!"

"Less Shaoshu!"

"Dapeng Huang!"

......

In the distance, Du Xiaolin, Du Xiaoqing, Du Xiaohu, Du Xiaoba, the tiger ancestors and so on are all screaming and screaming!

Xiaoyue's ancestors, elders, elders, and generals, ghosts, and Gu Xinyan did not make any thoughts. They were all emptied and wanted to save Du Shaoqi from the hands of Feng San's ancestors.

"Block them!"

The dragon ancestors ate and drunk, and the body of the eight wild demon dragons rushed out and intercepted the whistling ancestors.

Hearing the words, the rest of the strong with the Tiantian Yanfeng, eight wild demon dragons, ancient 澜天雕 and other people, moved together to prevent the rescue of Du Shaoqi.

Under this circumstance, as long as the ancestors of Fengsan are not obstructed, the devil will be sure to die, no accident! ,

For a time, the two sides who had already fought, once again broke out even more fiercely!

"Helping Dapeng Huang, killing..."

The red scorpion of the Bifang **** bird family, Bai Ruyan and others, Xiaoling and the lion family and other young generations of Xiaogu, all screamed and screamed, tried to tear open the enemy's defense and help the Dapeng Emperor.

Even if it can't be saved directly, it is good if it can cause some interference to Feng San's ancestors.

"Block me to die!"

In the crowd, Du Xiaoba shines in the golden light, like a human-shaped golden-winged Dapeng bird. The small body bursts out of terrible energy, and a fist punches out. The fierce and overbearing power spreads out. Some strong people in the middle of the holy world. , in their hands are not a move.

"Little chop, go to hell!"

In the far air, the ancestors of Feng San were smoky and cold, and they took this sentence out of their teeth.

The vast energy is passed on to the claws. When this force converges to the peak, Feng San’s ancestors are fierce, and Du Shaoqi will be caught in a mass of meat.

At this time, Du Jinqi’s Zijintian has a movement!

"Roar……"

The vicissitudes of an ancient vicissitudes, if passed from ancient times, carry a vast and mysterious atmosphere.

The purple gold scorpion is roaring in the soul, and it is faint, and it can smell the dragon and the tiger, and the sound of the turtle whistling.

On the top of the sword of Zijin Tianzhu, there was a burst of wind and thunder, which overflowed between the claws of Feng San’s ancestors.

In time, the magical spirits are rolling out, the mighty, the ghosts cry!

Purple gold sky ray is skyrocketing!

Such a ray of light was not obvious at first, and there was not much violent killing.

However, gradually, the light is getting stronger and brighter, and it will soon be pressed down by the flames of the ancestors of Feng San!

The brilliance continues to increase sharply, and it breaks out from the claws. It is constantly magnified, extended, and condensed into a sturdy sword.

Du Shaoqi’s figure is also freed from the chicken feet, flying with the swordsman.

The momentum on his body is not as wilting as before, with strange fluctuations lingering.

Du Shaoqi reached out and put the sword in his hand. The power could rise to the sky and cover everything. If the spirit is clear, it will be open to the world!

"The second sword of the three swords - the sky is empty!"

The faint words came from Du Shaosong’s mouth, resounding between this world, and even a sword slammed down!