Master Dan Dao

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"Teng Teng Teng ..."

At this very moment, Ge Qianhao stumbled up and ran towards the mask!

The dwarf emperor had run out of lights and dried up at this moment. With every step he took, the withered black curse marks around his body occupied a few points. Feng Ling looked at his eyes with a sneer.

"Swoosh!"

When the Black Sword flew out, Qin Yichen suddenly stood up, but only deflected the Black Sword's trajectory, but when Feng Ling thought about it, the Black Sword stabbed the Dwarf Emperor again!

"Boss!"

Ziyun burst into a purple gold mad dragon, swallowing the black knife into his belly.

But in an instant, I saw that the mad dragon was trembling, twisting and rolling, and the blood of the dragon's belly was splashing, and a black light was killed from it!

"puff!!!"

Zijin crazy dragon hit the ground, the belly of the dragon bleeds, and the fierceness in the dragon's eyes is extremely dim.

"Shoot ..."

"Ding!"

The black sword passed and smashed the **** hammer lifted high by the dwarf emperor. Under the sweep of the sword, the short Ge Qian hammer was also fluttered.

However, the dwarf emperor's belief was unbreakable, staggering up and crawling towards the hammer, but just before it touched the hammer, the palm of his hand was penetrated by the black knife!

The hammer is only three inches away from the mask, and the palm of the dwarf emperor is only three inches away from the hammer!

All of this seems to be Feng Ling's calculation, all of which is under his control!

Looking at Yijun Tianjun, whose dragon eyes had been flooded with blackness, Feng Ling smiled and said, "Again, no more, no more."

With that, he raised his hand.

"Boss ..."

Blood was dripping from Ziyun's mouth, and the dragon's belly was like a broken bellows, but between the trembling ups and downs, two words were clearly squeezed out: "No ... want ..."

"Ziyun ..."

The blood and tears that Qin Yichen had shed were all black, he looked at his companions, and looked at the dwarf emperor who had been killed by the black knife for ten years. ? You want me to teach you! "

"No!"

Feng Ling smiled: "You should know that even then, you are as dead as these wastes."

Qin Yichen didn't speak, but in his Dantian, at the moment when the withered curse mark was about to pour into the last pass in his body, his true dragon tremor shuddered!

That piece of Eternal Light was swallowed by him!

"Fuck!"

Feng Ling suddenly noticed the change of breath and suddenly killed Qin Yichen, but his dragon claws clearly penetrated his heart, but the space was suddenly twisted!

"not good!"

Feng Ling's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly pulled away, but the reaction was still slow for a moment. When his dragon claw pulled out of Qin Yichen's heart, he lost two fingers!

Just a moment of consternation, Feng Ling felt a painful pain! He hasn't experienced this feeling in years!

"boom!"

However, compared to Feng Ling, Zi Yun was more stunned, it was Qin Yichen at the moment!

I saw Qin Yichen's figure strangely lit, constantly twisted, and even accidentally, there was a flash of a thinner, gray-haired figure, but still a young and handsome masculine old man!

The reason why Hao Zhouguang did not allow Qin Yichen to absorb Dao Guo at one time was because he was afraid that he could not bear it and promote seedlings, but at the moment, Qin Yichen could not care so much!

Even if he exploded to death, it would never be left to the traitor!

"Buzz ..."

The sight in front of Qin Yichen was distorted. He looked at Ziyun, saw Ziyun's demise, and looked at Ziyun as a pure blood mad dragon.

He looked at Feng Ling again, and saw Feng Ling turned into a pure blood dragon from time to time, but his body was twisted with a black curse mark, and turned into a evil wolf from time to time!

It's just not just a mistake or what, the tail of that evil wolf picks up like an enemy!

"Fuck !!!"

Feng Ling suddenly returned to his mind, with a black curse on his broken finger, and healed continuously, raising his hand suddenly, cutting off the hands and feet of the Dwarf Emperor, and the black knife flew to him again!

This true dragon descendant has no value!

Then ... die!

"Swoosh!"

However, what made Feng Ling stupefied was that the long black sword did not return to his hand, but was strangled by Qin Yichen!

"boom!"

Looking around, I saw Qin Yichen's long hair fluttering, but his long hair, with young and vigorous black hair, was mixed with silver hair.

Not only the long hair, but also the skin on Qin Yichen's cheeks, one piece is young and resolute, one piece is middle-aged mature, one piece has old-age folds ...

Even Qin Yichen's breath is endlessly disordered, and may return to the peak at any time, and will be old and exhausted at any time!

However, Feng Ling felt clearly that the moment Qin Yichen snatched his black sword, his breath was extremely extreme!

"Traitor ... die!"

Qin Yichen's star eyes are indifferent, the black sword is in his hand, and the trace of the black curse is no longer spreading!

Feng Ling was shocked. He desperately urged the mantra, but he found that his mantra was frozen at a certain moment, no matter how he cast it, it could not be changed!

"So what? The deity is a pure-blooded real dragon, and you, it's nothing more than debris!"

Feng Ling's breath is still fierce, and his murderous intentions are still stubborn. Take out a Divine Soldier, just like the existence of the apocalypse handle!

"boom!"

The two knives meet, but the speed of Feng Ling has slowed down to the extreme, and even the arms are constantly twisting!

"puff!"

The knife flashed, Feng Ling gritted his teeth, and his arm was bleeding. Although the black curse mark was useless to him, space magic was twisting his body.

"This, how is this possible ?!"

His space attainments, even lost to the small debris of the true dragon!

You know, even if there is no remnant of Hao Yi's universe, his space attainments are extremely terrible, and he does not even lose Hao Zhouguang!

However, the cosmic universe, the unity of the universe, is the real force of the universe!

Qin Yichen once again made a knife, and every time he cut a knife, the skin on his cheek regained his youth, and every time he cut a knife, his breath became more stable and hey!

"Hao Yi Universe, Hao Yi Universe ..."

Feng Ling keeps resisting, but the knife technique keeps messing up. He is angry and angry. Compared with the attainment of space, the influence of time magical power keeps him falling downwind!

"Uh!"

I saw the black and terrible knife cut through the wind, but actually crossed Feng Ling's neck, trying to move his head away!

Feng Ling's expression was crazy, and his neck was full of dragon blood, but he used the throat bone to kill the black sword: "Useless! How strong is the dragon's keel? Do you want to cut the head of the deity with your Taoism?"

Qin Yichen didn't say a word, draw a knife, and cut again.

"Uh!"

After a moment, the black knife was accurately cut on Feng Ling's neck injury, and the blade was deep. This time, Feng Ling's throat bones broke out!

"The third knife ..."

The black knife fell again, this time, half of Feng Ling's head was pulled, his bones were broken, and his eyes were full of unwillingness! "This, this is the Hao Yi universe decision !?"