Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

"Ignore the promise and dare to kill here. There is no pardon for the crime. Let's take a shot together and straighten him in place!" Shouted Orius, the new **** of the Pantheon.

"I killed a beast, which eye did you see killing me?" Zhao Tianlong's fierce eyes squinted.

"It's a beast, and you can't kill it. As a disciple of a young demon king, you are already sinful. You not only do not know repentance, but you dare to work hard. You must not hesitate. Let ’s do something together and kill. After him, let's do it later! "Orius shouted loudly to stir up the dispute.

"I want you to smash 10,000 corpses and feed a new war horse with your flesh and blood!" The king of the new round table stared at him, staring at Zhao Tianlong, the golden sword screamed in his hands, and stirred up Kill mans.

The mount was killed, he was furious!

The Pantheon and the Knights of the Round Table, a pair of brothers and brothers, all members are about to move.

These two major organizations were once glorious, but now they are weak. Both of the two new kings were kicked off the shelves, their combat effectiveness was unsatisfactory, and they did not really achieve the state of God, but they were not necessarily able to beat Zhao Tianlong together.

Although Zhao Tianlong did not really achieve the Divine Realm, but wearing Chiyan War Armor and holding the Chiyan War Halberd, he was able to exert the combat power of Divine Realm and be able to conquer cross-border realms.

Mengyao is also the same. With the cultivation of the realm, he exerts the combat power of the divine realm, and he is inextricably linked with the **** knight Antonio, who is also a divine realm.

Orius knew that he was out of touch, so he encouraged the Western powers to shoot together and kill Zhao Tianlong.

In this battle, their ultimate goal is not as simple as killing the three disciples of the young demon king. They have to give the entire Middle-Door Gate a power, let the entire Middle-Door Gate surrender, let the Western powers dominate the world, and rule the planet. on.

"Who dares to do it?"

Suddenly, a burst of applause came, shaking the deafness, as if the beast was roaring.

"What are you guys, dare to say my teacher is guilty? Dare to say my teacher's disciples are guilty?"

Everyone looked at the sound. It was an old man, wearing a gossip robe, surrounded by thunder, and his eyes were like a torch. In the palm of his hand, he held a thunder ball, as bright as a little sun. The thunderous thunder can stir , Filled with the atmosphere of great destruction, people can not help but shiver.

The third disciple of the young devil, Real Life Without Borders, has appeared.

Anyone at a glance knows that this is also a stubborn stubborn and overbearing rule.

However, it is said that any existence that can control Lei Fa is not simple.

All the people in the Pantheon and the Knights of the Round Table were frightened. They sharpened their swords, but for a while they did not dare to take the shot, lest the real people in the boundless world would "thunderbird in thunderstorm".

"Sin blood madman, I judge, you are guilty, verdict, **** sinks, eternal life!"

Suddenly, a sound full of death sounded, as if the sound of a avenue, deterred the heavens and the earth, echoing in the valley for a long time, making people feel cold and creepy.

Accompanied by this voice, I saw an old man stepping out of the blood race. His whole body was shrouded in blood, his eyes were lead gray, his face was covered with wrinkles, and he was too old to look like he was walking from a grave. The ancient corpses that came out were powerful and terrifying.

This is a veteran of the blood family, who once guarded the blood king. His age is scary, and his life is about to reach its end.

He hasn't been born for a long time, and retreat in a secret place, and he is still breathing, because the blood king fell, he had to come out to preside over the whole situation and support a new king.

He alone guards the blood king, which is enough to show his strength.

boom!

While walking, he reached out a large, withered hand, the endless blood glow transpired, and a large **** hand manifested in the void, covering the sun and pressing the sky.

Scarlet hands came out in the air, grabbed Zhao Tianlong in his head, as horrible as Han Hai.

In the palm of that big hand, the blood is surging, and a rudiment of a small world is evolving. There is a stream of blood flowing in it, a burning fire, a group of skeletons, and evil spirits everywhere, full of evil. As if **** manifested in the world.

This is the area of ​​the earth he sacrifices for sacrifice. Although it has just taken shape, it is also horrible. It can refine the living beings, imprison the living souls, and never escape from it.

"The old man of the blood race, the protector of the blood king, is too scary!"

Countless people were astonished, as if facing a **** Hades, could not help but choke.

"Do you dare to hurt my younger brother?" Wuya shouted loudly, his eyes flashed fiercely.

He trembled with his palm, and the thunder ball in his hand threw suddenly, like a round of fierce sun hitting the sky, with thunder and lightning, with all the power of terror that devoured everything.

"Light of fireflies, dare to compete with Haoyue?" Su Lao scorned.

Lei Fa can break thousands of ways, and is the nemesis.

However, the blood family Su Lao had no fear of the real person's Teana Thunder, and his dry palm waved gently, and the blood-stained handprints in the sky, as the arm instructed, suddenly caught the Teana Thunder ball.

In the shocking eyes of countless people, Wuya Zhenren's foot capable of blasting a small mountain tentacle thunder ball was caught in the **** handprints, and then five fingers were collected, and it turned out to be pinched.

"How is this possible?" The real person's pupil narrowed suddenly, his face unbelievable.

"Is the Tianhu Thunder of Longhu Mountain, but this is the case. If it is Changqing Taoist shots, it will make me a little bit frightened. You are too far away." There is nothing to be proud of when pressing an ant.

"Who is the Evergreen Taoist?"

Questions were written on the faces of almost all the people on the side of the Middle Tudao Gate, because the Evergreen Taoist was never heard of.

Mrs. Jiu Xuan has a look of fright. He is the elder of Longhu Mountain. Of course, he knows who the Changqing Taoist is, but it is the wife of Longhu Mountain who teaches it earlier than Dongfang Crane. generation.

This blood-kind old man even recognizes the Evergreen Taoist, it is incredible that he does not know how many years old he is.

This is not surprising, because bloodlines are extraordinary and life spans are much longer than humans.

boom!

In the voice of the **** old man, the huge scarlet palm continued to shoot down, but it was pressed against the real person's head.

Mountain-like heavy horror coercion drew down, and the boundless real person was almost imprisoned, and it was difficult to move, let alone escape and resist.

Among the flashes of light, Zhao Tianlong shot, holding the Chi Yan war halberd, infused with a mighty divine power, and hit the sky with a single blow.

when!

As if steel was colliding, a burst of loud bell-like sounds burst out, deafening, and the flames of Chiyan War Halberd ignited the blazing flames, straight into the sky, and reached the **** big hand.

The Scarlet Hand was not damaged by half, but the Scorching War Halberd was crooked.

Click, click!

The cracks on the ground under Zhao Tianlong's feet could not bear the pressure of the **** giant palms falling down.

At this moment, the two brothers were caught in a disaster-like situation, and their lives were at stake.

Sima Xuankong and Liang Fei came out to help each other, and made various ice attacks, but they were easily wiped out by the blood family Su Lao.

This kind of confrontation at the level of divine level requires the help of strong men at the level of divine level. In the field, none of the Dongjingmen in the Divine Realm were able to help.

Huh!

A beautiful figure rushed out of the big lake and flew from here on the opposite shore.

It was Meng Yao, who temporarily suppressed Antonio, and saw that Zhao Tianlong and Real Life Realm were in danger and wanted to help.

"Haha, little hot girl, don't run, dad can fight for three hundred rounds." Antonio laughed wildly, shamelessly.

Huh!

A sharp killing of the mang came into the sky, split the void, and the endless killing urged out.

The fallen angel's blade finally came out!

This is a sword full of fierce breath and cursing power. It is taken from a rib of a fallen angel. Its shape is bold and exaggerated, giving a strong visual impact.

In the fierce sound of breaking through the air, I saw that Antonio was holding the blade of the fallen angel, struggling with his whole body, and slashing down without any swordsmanship. It was a simple force split, like a meteor falling to the ground, like a mountain collapse The void was cut so loudly that there was a booming sound. When the real situation was severe, the terror was extremely extreme.

Meng Yao did not dare to rush forward, and evaded at a fast speed. The slender beautiful legs flashed with electric light, like a glimmer of light, and the electric light flew out of the envelope of Antonio's sword.

boom!

The angel's sword fell to the ground, and a huge fissure with a length of hundreds of feet was cut off at the bottom of the lake. The entire lake was almost divided into two halves.

Rumble!

Mengyao raised a cold icy air between his hands, condensed numerous ice crystal particles, and turned it into an ice crystal into a river. Like a flash flood, he devoured the **** old man and wanted to force him to stop.

As a result, before this ice crystal river swept across the **** hostel, he was lost in the shocking words of Antonio's words.

"Ha ha, little spicy girl, surrender at your father's feet, spare you not to die!"

In the frantic laughter, Antonio and the tank rushed in, not giving Meng Yao a chance to rescue.

"Go on with your fight, and give it to me here!"

Suddenly, an old, but extremely loud voice came, shaking the sky.

Huh!

A dragon gun pierced the sky, bringing up a hundred-meter-long dragon-shaped pistol, as if a golden **** dragon was out of the abyss, and stabbed the **** palm of the blood clan old.

Huh!

The gun is sharp ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Everything penetrates, and the **** giant palm of the old blood tribe is stabbed and bursts instantly.

The figure of an old man appeared in the field, an old robe hunting and hunting, as if the bottomless abyss, waved out of the devastating air machine, holding a dragon gun, oblique guide sky, is the generation of God of War Xiao Qingtian.

With a stunned sound, the purple electric thunder knife behind Meng Yao finally unsheathed, and no worries, killing Antonio.

It was another fierce confrontation. The swords collided and the mangled confrontation burst out a dazzling light, splashing a dazzling spark.

Meng Yao battled more and more bravely. With the peerless swordsmanship of "Purple Phoenix Nine Slashes" and the strange and unpredictable stature, he once again suppressed Antonio, still almost hanging.

It can be seen that the sword marks on the golden battle armor, and some of them even penetrated the armor.

Had it not been for this golden armor to defend himself, he would have been hit hard.

Of course, Meng Yao was wearing the holy clothes of the Ice Soul, and she also protected her well. It also had knife marks on it, but it was much less than Antonio's golden armor.