Ten Gods

The seven ghosts of Beixiang, all cultivated are at the peak level of the Holy King. The strength is very strong, so the gods are naturally not bad. After a full half hour, it is natural to see Lin Tian’s entry into the seven. The true intention of killing.

"Hurricane!"

After seeing this, the seven people were naturally angry, and Lin Tian took the initiative to step into the seven killings. He actually honed his own body with the strongest killings they were proud of. These things are too mad in their opinion. It is an insult to them.

Among the seven people, the head of the cold drink: "The sacrifice is full!"

As the words fell, the seven people shook the Holy Power together, and each of them had a treasure in the body, all intertwined with the Holy King.

Obviously, this is the seven holy soldiers!

Generally speaking, it is very difficult for the general king to have the sacred kings, but the northern sacred ghosts are known as the sacred young sacred, and naturally there are sacred kings, and they are all at the peak level. Wang Bing, very powerful.

At this time, the seven people also sacrificed the sacred king soldiers, and all seven sacred king-level squadrons were integrated into the seven squadrons, and the killing power of the seven murders was suddenly soared.

Around, a group of monks greeted the killings of the seven killings at the moment, and they couldn’t help but retreat to the distance.

The smashing killings are in turmoil, and the North Xiangqi Ghosts really sacrificed their strength at this time, and the scorpions are all indifferent.

"town!"

The eyes of the seven people all fell on Lin Tian, ​​cold and ruthless, seven killings with seven sacred Wang soldiers, at this time powerful to the extreme, violent pressure on Lin Tian.

Suddenly, the ten-party space is solidified.

Among the seven people, the head of the person opened, staring at Lin Tian coldly: "Reincarnation, today, I will wait..."

"enough."

Lin Tian opened and directly interrupted the person's words.

The next moment, he moved, the in vitro golden flame manifestation, pure Yang Yan directly surged out, swept the eight wild.

As the flames came out, the seven killings immediately became unstable, and the seven sacred king soldiers also trembled.

"Pure yang?!"

In this place, a group of monks recognized the golden flame that Lin Tian had at this moment, and all of them were shocked.

Because pure sunburn is the legendary fire, it can burn everything, and has unlimited growth.

The northern Hunan seven ghosts are also naturally discolored, and they are shocked by Lin Tian’s pure Yang Yan. At the same time, they are shocked by the fact that they are cohesive with Lin Tian’s pure Yang Yan. The seven killings turned out to be disintegrating, and the seven sacred soldiers who were placed in the seven killings were constantly shaking, as if they were melting under pure sun.

"Damn! Kill!"

Among the seven people, the head of the people, together with the other six, exerted their utmost efforts to spur the seven killings and seven sacred kings who had become unstable, and erupted into a smashing squad, turning out an amazing killing waterfall. Lin Tian pressed.

Lin Tian's expression is indifferent, and he directly greets him.

Actively entered the seven killings, half an hour of time, he tried his best, and had a good understanding of the seven killings, and realized a lot of things, and made a small cut on the road of innovation. At this time, I will not continue to try the law, because he can feel it, continue, and continue to try this killing, there will be no gain.

At this moment, he began to fight back, pure Yang Yang body, he stepped on two steps, waving Chaos Emperor.

"Boom!"

A loud noise, the void is distorted, and the killing waterfalls of the North Xiangqi Ghosts are instantly divided.

Lin Tian’s fist waved past and fell on a sacred king’s soldier, directly smashing the sacred king’s shackles.

"A punch, smashed the killing and killing of the seven killings, ruining a holy king soldier, this, this body is powerful..."

"It is the strongest king, this body is simply..."

Seeing this scene, all the monks could not help but scalp and cool.

"Reincarnation!"

One of the seven ghosts in the northern Hunan screamed, the fifth of the seven ghosts in Beixiang, and the sacred king squad destroyed by Lin Tian belonged to him.

Lin Tian turned his head and looked at this person. He walked in the footsteps and opened the road with pure Yang Yan. He appeared in front of this person instantly.

"dead."

He spit out such an indifferent word, the Chaos Emperor fists waved, and once again fell down, and with the five Lei Zhen Tian Hao, there was a trace of black Thunder intertwined in his fist, steady punch on the man's cheek on.

With a bang, the man’s head blew directly, and the soul wanted to escape, but it was useless. Under the chaotic emperor with black thunder, with a frightened expression, it collapsed in the next moment and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Dead... dead?!"

"The northern Hunan seven ghosts who are famous in the world of heaven, actually, when they were punched, they killed one of them. This, this..."

In this place, all the monks were shocked by this scene.

The other six people in the Northern Hunan Seven Ghosts are even more fierce. Among them, some of them are killed...

"Damn!"

Six people squatted, each urging the holy king soldiers, the holy force Shengwei connected, once again killed Lin Tian.

Lin Tian's expression is indifferent, and now he is no longer trying to test, and he is attacking all the way. After the pure Yang Yan, the Chaos Emperor Boxing and the Five Thunder Earthquakes, Ling Tianjian Jing also spreads out, and the golden swords of the sky emerges and become the sword rain. Pressed to six people.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Splashing blood, three of the six people, in a blink of an eye is the smashed by the sky full of swords, the soul of the wolf is retreating.

However, Lin Tian simply did not give them the opportunity, the black thunder of the sky, directly shrouded the spirit of the three.

"Do not!"

The three men were terrified, and they were overwhelmed by the black thunder in the next moment.

"Old four! Old sixth! Old seven!"

The northern Hunan seven ghosts, the last three left, are even more furious.

"I will kill you!"

The youngest of the seven ghosts roared, staring at Lin Tian at the moment, full of hatred, madly urging the Holy Power and killing Lin Tian.

"To kill me and regain my origins, I must be acquainted with the murder. The hatred in your eyes is very disgusting."

Lin Tian opened his mouth, and his pace was very fast. He appeared in front of this person like a teleport, and he directly covered it.

This is not a simple palm, but a great supernatural power in the Pharmacopoeia. The palms are intertwined with endless dans, and each sacred sacred pattern seems to have the power of blasphemy, directly annihilating the holy force of this person, followed by The palm fell on it.

"puff!"

This person was crushed, and the blood was full of heaven. Only the spirit was immortal, and the anger was receding.

However, Lin Tian's speed is very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he is stopped in front of his **** body, raising his hand and falling down his sword, directly annihilating the soul of this person.

"you……"

The northern Hunan seven ghosts, the last two left, this time watching Lin Tian, ​​could not help but tremble, could not help but back.

At this time, they all found out that their combat power was originally different from Lin Tian.

"go!"

The two men bite their teeth, with unwillingness, and turned into two lights to escape to the distance, the speed is amazing.

Such a scene made this place a moving crowd. The northern Hunan seven ghosts and the seven powerful young supremes were turned into five by Lin Tian. The last two of them left, but they escaped at all. The strength that began when it first appeared.

Lin Tian looked up and looked at the two men who fled. There was no change in the expression on his face: "You can't escape."

As the words fell, he stepped, and the speed of the swearing, in the blink of an eye is to intercept the two.

"dead."

He opened his mouth, raised his hand and fell, but there was no sword in his hand, but there were two savvy swords that appeared. It was the sword of the Lingyi sword in the Lingtian sword, intertwined with the sword of the extreme to the extreme. In an instant, it will be two People are drowning.

"puff!"

"puff!"

The blood mist exploded, accompanied by two despairs, and the last two of the seven ghosts in Beixiang died. Under Lingtianjian, they all died.