The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 3509 does not know what to do!

The purple pole konjac is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

A purple glow.

It is like falling down on the sky.

Where the light shines.

The void has become illusory.

It’s just horrible.

Xu Feng glanced at the purple light at this moment, and felt the pores of the whole body, as if they were shrinking in an instant.

However, there is no hesitation in the purple light that Mo Jiuyan attacked against the purple konjac.

When the palms change in succession, the vortex forms, and the purple light is swallowed.

The dark robes seem to be inflated instantly, like a balloon that is about to explode.

"The purple konjac deity is inevitable. Even today, even if it is spelled out, this is a smash, and I will also take the purple konjac!"

Among the two scorpions of Magic Jiuyan, they are all cold and killing, and they feel the suppression of the rules of the mysterious horror.

We must know that in the mysterious secrets of the Xuan Bing, the warrior of the soul of the soul can not enter, and the breath of the magic Jiuyan at this moment has already surpassed the soul of the soul, and naturally it must be suppressed by the mysterious secrets.

Feel the suppression of the rule of the void, the magical eyes of the magic nine inflammatory, filled with cold colors.

"Oh, if the deity is only a distraction, I have to smash this little secret."

The face of Magic Jiuyan is extremely gloomy, and it is suppressed by the rules of the mysterious soldiers. It feels very uncomfortable.

You must know that the Purple Polaroid is a heaven and earth to the treasure, and is not suppressed by the mysterious secrets.

What's more, the horror of the purple konjac is not the cultivation, but the ability given by the heavens and the earth.

Therefore, the purple pole konjac has not been suppressed by the rules, which has made the magic nine inflammation become extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn!"

In the eyes of Devil Jiuyan, there is cold and anger.

"Which deity has been treated like this, even if it is burning today, I will also take the purple pole konjac."

Oh...

Xu Feng looked at the battle between Ziji Konjac and Magic Jiuyan, and the heart was full of shock.

With his current strength, if he encounters a strong democrat like Mo Jiu Yan, he is afraid that he will die.

The heart is also afraid after the bursts, if it is not self-reliant to collect the purple pole konjac, it is certainly a crisis.

"Good!"

Xu Feng felt the momentum of Magic Jiuyan, became horrible, and the horrible magical penetration permeated.

Magic Jiuyan is a must for the purple pole konjac.

"Booming!"

A burst of black lightning thundered from the sky, as if the entire mysterious secrets were torn by the black lightning.

Xu Feng clearly felt that in the moment when the black lightning appeared, the breath of Mo Jiuyan was instantly weakened.

"It seems that this Mozu must be a certain secret technique, and instantly enhance its strength." Xu Feng's inner heart is measured with darkness and excitement.

As long as this Mozu and Ziji konjac lose both sides, he can take the benefit of the fisherman and win the purple konjac.

Exhibiting secrets, this Mozu must also suffer huge damage, and the end result is both losses.

"You look at it, what is it, how do I feel that the mysterious secrets have been torn apart?"

In the secret of the entire Xuan Bing, the sky above the Purple Dragon Blood Mountain seems to be torn by the purple lightning.

Countless people have issued a fierce exclamation, and they are all in a state of sorrow.

"The horrible purple lightning, I feel that the purple lightning, it seems to be able to smash the sky."

When everyone was full of horror, the pupils were all scared, and they rushed out to the place where the purple dragon was bloody.

"With such a terrible thunder, I have to look over it. What is the situation there?"

"Is there any natural treasure that appears, has it led to such a change?"

The magic nine fires are dark and black, and the magic of the whole body bursts, and the look is killing.

"Hey, I have to see, how do you resist." Magic Jiuyan is very clear, the horror of purple lightning.

The most important thing is that the opposite purple konjac is not the most powerful state. This purple konjac is obviously weak.

It is impossible to resist the purple lightning.

Among the purple poles, it seems like a tear is flowing.

The magic of Jiu Jiuyan broke out in an instant, saying: "I want to pull me into the illusion, impossible!"

Magic Jiuyan is also really powerful, even in the illusion created by the purple pole konjac, returned to God.

Bang!

Purple lightning, crashing on the purple pole konjac, the entire purple dragon blood mountain has a banging sound, instantly collapsed.

Many of the martial artists who came over were stunned, and they stared at the purple eyes.

All faces are horrified, saying: "God! Oh, terrible eyes, not good, my eyes!"

When someone looked at the purple pole konjac, their eyes could not bear the horror of the horror, and they exploded directly.

Demon Jiuyan’s eyes swept over the crowds of Zilongxueshan, cold and cold: “A group of things that don’t know how to live and die! The purple konjac is one of the nine konjac of the spiritual gods. You want to come to the waste. It’s really not self-sufficient.”

Kong Yunhai also came to the Purple Dragon Blood Mountain, staring at the Purple Polaroid, his face was full of horror.

"I can't think of the mysterious secrets of the mysterious soldiers. Even if there is such a vision derived from the heavens and the earth, if I can seize it, it will be a great improvement for my strength."

Kong Yunhai's face was full of excitement, but he felt some suspicion when he felt the smell of Magic Jiuyan.

Ling Qingyi and Dong Wei and others, also appeared in the Purple Dragon Blood Mountain, one by one looking at the Purple Polaroid.

"Don't look!"

Ling Qingyi is not the killer who didn't know anything before. The inheritance obtained before, let her know that the opposite eye is one of the nine konjac of the spiritual **** continent, the purple pole konjac.

Cang Jingnian and others heard Ling Qing’s reminder, and quickly closed his eyes, not dare to go to see the purple pole konjac.

"Ling girl, what is this eye, is it so terrible?" Cang Jingnian and others are all worried.

Ling Qingyi said: "This is one of the nine konjac of the spiritual gods, the purple konjac!"

"Do not say that even the top players on the North Coast are not qualified to compete with the Purple Pole."

Ling Qing’s words rang, making Cang Jingnian and others stunned.

Even the strongest on the north coast are not qualified to compete with the purple pole konjac.

It can be seen how terrifying this purple konjac is.

Oh...

The purple thunderbolt, which continues to bombard the purple konjac, makes the scent of the purple konjac weak.

Mo Jiuyan’s face is full of smiles, and he looks at the purple konjac, which is about to become his bag.

"Oh!"

However, even if it was the magic of Jiu Yan, I did not expect that the purple pole konjac unexpectedly burst into a purple light.

The purple light, even the energy of the purple konjac itself, can burst.

"Damn! You just don't want it, are you swallowed by the deity?"

He did not expect that the purple pole konjac was hurt and spelled, and he even had to fight for himself.

(End of this chapter)