Ten Gods

Lin Tianwei was shocked and immediately stopped to look at the clothes.

He could feel the sturdiness of the **** cage, but nowadays, the little imperial in the prison is actually so silent and saved without clothes. Rao was seen before without clothes and easily obliterated the gods. The blood ancestor, at this time, still can not help but show a surprised expression.

At the same time, on the road platform in the center of the Hell Blood Pool, the **** of the king of the scorpion was condensed, and a glimmer of light was passed.

"who are you?"

He looked at his clothes and his face was no longer as casual as he used to be.

He has set up a **** prison. He knows how strong it is. He used to call "Let Lin Tian and others to do it at will, as long as he can save his little seal at the beginning of the town, he will let the group leave." That is because he I don’t think that Lin Tian’s party can break the **** blood he set up, but he just wants to spend the next day, Lin Tiantian and his party, adding some fun to the waking of their endless years. But I don't want to, Lin Tian and his group of people without clothes, it is easy to save Xiao Taichu from his cage, and, he has not broken his **** secrets set by the secret.

This is more than letting him out of the **** prison set by him, and then letting him move, and he is intertwined with blood.

No clothes holding a small early, it seems very quiet, for the voice and gaze of Fuya Wang, as if not heard, did not see, there is a radiance between the palms of the hand, will cover the beginning of the small.

In the next moment, Xiaoyi’s eyes closed for a few moments, then slowly opened and squatted a few times.

Immediately, the next moment, the little guy saw the undressed eyes in front of him, and his eyes suddenly became very bright.

“No clothes? No clothes!”

The voice of the little guy was so squeaky, and from the undressed hands to the front of the clothes, the relatives licked the undressed cheeks, and the happiness was broken.

It likes no clothes at all, like Lin Tian.

No clothes show light smile, like a beautiful ice blooms at this moment, licking the head of the little guy.

"Oh."

Xiao Taichu’s milk screamed, and the big eyes were turned into a pair of crescent moons, which was very cute.

Next to it, Anshui sees this scene, almost forgetting that this is the legendary Fuya Temple, looking at the little beginning of the face with a look of envy, his eyes flashing and flashing: "I want to be touched."

Lin Tian heard the words of Anshui, and he couldn’t help but feel a little shame. The charm of no clothes is too great.

"boom!"

The **** atmosphere of the monks interweaves in the space of the ten squares, and spreads out from the king of the volcano at the center of the blood pool.

Heavy pressures such as the Milky Way are falling down instantly, so that Lin Tian, ​​An Shui Shui and the five-line crocodile are all unable to tremble.

These breaths are even more horrible than the blood ancestors who had previously recovered to the gods. It is like a difference between heaven and earth, which makes them tremendous pressure on the shoulders in an instant, as if there is a vast expanse of heaven and earth.

"This seat is asking you!"

Fuya Wang still sits on the platform, watching the undressed indifferent.

Blood pressure seems to kill everything.

Xiao Taichu at this time fell on the shoulders of the clothes, facing the terrible smell of pressure, the small head could not help but shrink slightly, and then some angry and stunned Wang Ya, before the accidental separation with Lin Tian and others, fell on Near this, and then by the Fuya Wang across the temple to suppress the suppression of the past, naturally it is very unhappy.

No clothes licked the little guy's head, did not do anything, the little guy suddenly felt the pressure on his body disappeared.

At the same time, Lin Tian, ​​An Shui Shui and the five-line crocodile also felt that the shoulders were suddenly one of them.

"go?"

No clothes to look at Lin Tian.

In the eyes of no clothes, Lin Tian couldn't help but smile. The legendary Hell King, the ancient existence before the ancients, one of the eleven masters of Hell, is now undressed like a blood ancestor. Ignore it directly.

"I'm afraid, he won't let us go so simple."

He looked at the king of Fuya.

Almost at this time, in the blood pool of hell, a wave of blood and blood was directly directed toward them.

"The royal family left, you and others, die."

Fuya Wang looked at the undressed, indifferent road. At this time, he no longer cares about who is not wearing clothes. He has a **** atmosphere in his body, and there is also a vast stagnation.

The blood wave is rolling, and the eyes are pressed to the front of the person without clothes.

Without the side of the body, a few light blades floated silently, with a soft breath, as the wind greeted.

Awkward, the blood waves that have been rolled out from the blood pool of **** are crushed and crushed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Tian and others are shocked. The **** mans just now are terrible. The blood of the blood ancestors is under the blood, just like the fire of fire, but this amazing blood , still easily defeated without clothes.

In the pool of hell, the scorpion king is a condensate.

"The first is the descendant of the immortal royal family, and then it is so interesting human, very good, very interesting." He said, the blood pool of **** is boiling, **** and rushing, the first time the whole small temple is shattered, revealing this The darkness of the place, the **** sorrows, turned into countless blood ghosts, and the horrible fluctuations of swallowing the sky: "There is a rustless body that wakes up after a lapse of time. It seems that it will be immediately A long-lost heat warm-up."

"Hey!"

The black wind is rolling, the endless **** ghosts, like an inexplicable grievance, will be completely submerged in all directions.

"The royal family left, other people, all swallowed."

Fuya Wang is indifferent.

With the words, the endless blood ghosts really rushed to the front of the undressed, like a ghost night.

Such a scene, the Lin Tian, ​​An Shui Shui, the five-line crocodile and the little Taichu are all unbearable.

No clothes, but always look very quiet, looked at the endless blood ghosts pressed from the ground.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

A **** blast exploded, and the endless blood ghosts smashed one by one, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

During the time, Lin Tian and his team were all shocked.

"Good... so strong!"

Anshui water is full of shocking colors, although I have seen the power of the five clothes before, but at this time, seeing the horrible endless blood ghosts are all shattered without a glance, she still can’t help it. Shock.

This is really terrible. After all, it was a terrible blow from the king of **** before the ancients.

Lin Tian and the five-way crocodile are also eclipsed, even the beginning of the small Tai, this time can not help but widen their eyes.

At the same time, at the center of the Hell Blood Pool, Fuya Wang Shuguang was more heavy and slowly stood up.

"Human, you are really good."

He looked at the clothesless.

The previous blow, even if it was an ordinary early **** king, could hardly be blocked. However, this seemingly feminine human woman in front of her eyes only briefly glanced at it and defeated the attack.

At this time, Lin Tian looked at the little beginning of the undressed shoulders, and then looked at the **** of the blood pool in the middle of the hell, and afterwards, he looked at the undressed and asked: "No clothes, can he solve him? He is The idea of ​​playing the little guy."

Asked about this problem, he suddenly could not help but have a feeling of madness. After all, the **** of the king, that is one of the oldest existences between heaven and earth, is one of the dominant figures of hell, survived and did not know What a long time, but now, he asked if there is no clothing to get rid of such an ancient existence.

Next to it, Anshui and the five-way crocodile heard his words, and they couldn’t help but straighten their eyes.

They are known for their lack of clothes. However, Fuya Wang, that is the super-existence of the legend. Lin Tian is so open that he has no clothes in this place, and he will kill the ancient king’s Fuya Wang. Some scary.

No clothes heard, looked at the small head on the shoulder, and looked at Lin Tian, ​​nodded slightly.

Immediately, she looked at the king of Fuya, raising her hand for the first time, and the delicate palms were opposite to the Vawang.

Fuya Wang naturally heard Lin Tian asked no clothes, and now sees the action of no clothes, the expression becomes more indifferent, and the **** scorpion is intertwined with light, seems to be able to swallow everything between heaven and earth: "To kill the king?" Have……"

"Hey!"

The emptiness of the air screams and interrupts its words.

A few pieces of light edge emerged from the side of the body, without any signs, and there is no horrible breath, and blink of an eye.

"puff!"

Blood water spattered, and the king of Fuya was directly attacked by a quarter.

In such a scene, on the spot, the Anshui water and the five-lined crocodile trembled fiercely, and the water was smashed: "This is this..."

The powerful Fuyawang, the ancient existence before the ancients, was smashed by the undressed body.

Even Lin Tian, ​​who had no clothes to work, was trembled. He saw that the **** of the King of the Kings was playing with the idea of ​​a small early time. He did not want this person who threatened the little one to survive, so he tried to ask for a dress. Can you get rid of the other party, but then you don't want to, no clothes are very quiet nod, and the next moment is to divide the Fuya Wang.

"Humanity!"

The voice of Sen Han came out, and the body of Fuya was smashed, but the soul was immortal, and the smoldering atmosphere was stronger.

Its broken body is rapidly reorganized.

There is no slight change in the expression of the clothes, and the soft palms are facing the direction of the blood pool of hell. More light blades emerge, seemingly soft, but powerful and unmatched, one after another, facing the broken king The body is gone.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

The blood and water spattered together, and the flesh of the king of Fuya, under the dense light edge, was more and more broken.

And, together with its soul, it is also suppressed by this dense light blade.

"Humanity!"

The voice of Fuya Wang became more cold, the body was continually shattered, but the breath became stronger and stronger.

As the words fall, a drum sounds, and the smoldering ice is like a call of death. This whole space is shivering, and it seems that the next moment will collapse and destroy.

A black light fell from the innocent sky, turning into a skin drum with a ghost pattern, and it was raging.

In Kakakka, there is no dense light blade that is called out by the clothes. In an instant, it is the smashing of the whole skin by this human skin drum.

Then, in the next moment, the body of Fuyawang re-agglomerated, and the human skin drummed up and down on its head, interweaving the thick yin and death, just like it was derived from endless death.