Unparalleled Emperor

Dao's fists were lifted up, filled with amazing fluctuations, and the whole audience was swayed, and the people around them were trembled. It felt like a mountain broke out and the body was about to burst!

Some people of the Dumu clan were shocked. They felt that there was a big master who came to the rescue and came up with the Vientiane Son!

"Damn!" The face of Vientiane's Son was stunned. He did not expect that there was a strong enemy to kill at this juncture. For a time, he was furious: "You are looking for death!"

The Vientiane Son is full of air and waves, and all kinds of magical beams are blooming, and they are dazzling and dazzling.

"Now, take your dog's life!" The mausoleum was shocked and loud, so that the rivers and mountains were shaking, and at the same time his flesh was coming across like a real dragon.

The fists of Dao Ling smashed up, and the emptiness directly shattered, covering the head of the Vientiane Son, and smashed away.

Vientiane Son is arrogant, dare not look down on the Tao, he knows the horror of the demon king of the Tibetan world, and he is the strongest state when he comes up, and the palms burst out with various magical beams to meet them!

"Boom!"

The fists of Dao Ling and the palm of the Vientiane Son collide here, and the light is shining, the anger is rolling, and the sky is cracked.

"Hey!"

This time, Dao Ling’s attack was much more horrible than before. He was drinking, killing and smashing the sky, shaking the void, and the eye-catching golden fist burst out with a punch.

The void was beaten and split, and every punch smashed the river and the mountains, and it was unstoppable. It shattered the magical beam of the palm of the Son of the Son and smashed it into his palm.

"Hey!"

There is a bone crack, the face of Vientiane is twisted, and the whole palm is blasted. This makes him horrified. He feels that the demon king is mad and wants to shred him directly!

"What a terrible battle, who is this son? It is such a horror!" A Duanmu clan was taken aback.

"It should be Zhang Ling. The baby is not a superb person who is strong in the body. I guess it is Zhang Ling."

The old people of the Dumu clan, who are very old, have guessed the identity of the Dao Ling. Now their situation is very bad. The death of the dead, the injury of the wound, if it is not timely, the fear will be overwhelmed.

"Kill this monster!" Duanmu Zhiwen snorted, and entered the battlefield, hit the demon.

"Several little kings, even dare to come here to find death!" The demon Jun smiled coldly, his expression was very cold, and he seemed to see a few ants who came to die.

"Take me away!" The treasures in his hands broke out, deterring the world, the operation of the bang, and slamming into a hole blocked by several Duanmu clan.

Here is a small fortress, the Duanmu clan has been blocking a lot of time here, and here is the Shenxia glare, the life is full of charm.

A woman with a long skirt fluttered here, as if she was a goddess of life, her skin was flowing green, and it continued to overflow and flowed into the altar at the foot.

This altar is very ancient, with a multicolored color, some cracks appear, and many avenues are wiped out.

And Duanmu Changqing is repairing this altar, because this altar is shaking in the cymbal, there seems to be something to be drilled underneath, this is a big change.

"Miscellaneous things!" The gods and heroes are also paying attention to this scene. The three elders of the Vientiane Academy are like clouds, and their faces are very ugly.

The faces of the strong people of all ethnic groups are indefinite, because they have seen the soil with their own eyes!

And this interest in the soil, is that Duanmu Evergreen does not know what method to get under the altar, this is to seal the existence of the soil!

Xiangyun suddenly did not expect that when they were quick to get away, the Tibetan devil actually killed here, which is simply a failure.

The strong people of all ethnic groups are paying close attention. The big men are very unsettled. Some people have red eyes. It is hard to imagine that the soil has actually appeared, and it is in the Tibetan world!

Although this battlefield is very small, but the battle is extremely amazing, there is a smashing of the sky to cross the audience, playing the boundless battle.

The Dao Ling was in Dagu, full of long black hair dancing, and the gods were deterrent. He shot the real fire, and the palm of his hand trembled in the sky and swelled.

"Ah!" The Vientiane Son was in horror, and the body of the Taoist trembled, almost suffocating.

He was not an opponent of Dao Ling. He had lost. Now he is facing a fierce and unrecognizable humanoid dragon. There is not much room for resistance, and he is almost cut off.

"Get out of the way!" The Vientiane Son is mad, the source is motivated, and the flaming is burning. The whole body seems to be turned into a magical light wheel, and all kinds of magical beams are rushed out.

"Vientiane hits the sky!"

He produced a terrible French seal, revolving in space, blending the magical powers he had learned, and merging into this printing method, wanting to break the day.

This print came out like a big ancient mountain, and all kinds of magical beams broke out and fed to the top of the tomb.

At the same time, the Vientiane Son jumped forward and flew away to Duanmu Changqing. He wanted to take away the lightning and escape.

However, it is a pity that the wishful thinking of Vientiane's Son was lost. Vientiane hit the oppressed enemy of the heavens, and the whole body was raging and burning, and the blood was roaring.

A terrible sound of thunder was blasting, and the ten sides trembled. The void was riddled with horror, and it was smashed by all kinds of terrible beams.

"Hey God!"

The tombs were shocked, the rivers and mountains were fragmented, and the hustle and bustle of the dynasty hit the sky and the sky was shaking, and finally could not withstand the direct burst.

At the same time, the Dao Ling body is full of radiance, golden blood bursts, and a tsunami-like bang sound spreads out. This is an invincible boxing attack here.

"Big Dipper Seven Stars!"

The space of the punches of Dao Ling trembled, and the layers of the void collapsed. They wanted to play chaotic light, and the stars of the stars rushed out and pushed to the Vientiane Son.

"Ah!" Vientiane's Son was miserable, directly behind the shackles, the terrible boxing through his body, the chest directly split, almost collapsed!

The blood is swaying, the murderous, the terrible picture, the Supreme Generation of Supreme is also drinking here.

"Devil, I am not wearing the sky with you!" The Vientiane Son is stunned, and his eyes are upside down and roaring.

"Get your dog's life!" Dao Ling drunk, go out, his body is too terrible, golden blood, four heavens and earth!

Vientiane Son roared and felt uncomfortable. He was roaring, and a singer started with a horrible airflow. He rushed to the teenager who rushed to the front.

This Tian Ge is extremely amazing, the middle to the treasure is released, the avenues of the avenue are pervasive, stimulating the avenue to shake, want to split the sky!

Dao Ling holds a huge axe, and his power is overwhelming the world, as if a **** wants to open up here!

"Booming!"

The heavy axe slammed down and was moved by the Dao Ling. His arm seemed like a big windmill. He was screaming at the crazy axe, and every shot was so powerful!

"Hey!"

The piercing vibrato is in a roundabout, and each vibrating percussion wears a golden crack, smashing the sky, sparking and splashing.

"The devil took out your golden gourd and let me see how terrible this treasure is!" The Vientiane Son roared and felt that Dao Ling was insulting him.

"As long as you also have a golden gourd to kill? It is simply delusional!" Dao Ling's eyes marked a cold electricity.

"You are insulting me!" The Vientiane Son screamed fiercely, and the Tian Ge raging and burning, the intrinsic gods could rush in the endless stream, and the diffuse avenues were even more embarrassing.

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"Axe is broken!"

Dao Ling slammed and slammed, and the black giant axe filled with a large amount of air, and the sharp air blew the clouds and rushed out.

"Hey!"

The sacred lines of the avenues were all penetrated, and they could not bear the waves of the giant axe. This emptiness was completely destroyed, and it was all hairy.

Bang!

The body of Dao Ling followed the horizontal pressure, holding a huge axe, and the bang of the dragon was above Tian Ge!

Tian Ge trembled, the vibration of the Vientiane Shengzi tiger mouth collapsed blood, almost pinched unstable, and his eyes floating out of fear, lost the voice: "You do not say that you do not need this thing!"

The Vientiane Son is miserable. This is a terrible picture. A golden gourd hung from the top of the road, and a spit out of the sword river is enough to kill!

I lost a skull and rolled it to the ground.