Unparalleled Emperor

But beyond what people expected, the demon king of the Tibetan world turned out to be more and more brave. He played a real fire and the source was burning!

A war-like shadow stands on the endless golden sea, and the golden lightning flashes across the body, bursting into a tsunami-like roar.

The Taolin is self-contained, swallowing the original fluctuations, hanging in the body, stabilizing his treasure, and pushing the golden body to the extreme.

And some people find that the blood of the Tibetan devil is getting more and more horrible, as if an ancient dragon is awakening, this is the eight-door armor unblocking!

With a bang, Dao Ling is swinging the sword, this horrible scary, the sly moon is shaking, this force is too amazing, he can resist the pressure of the moon!

"What is this? It has even increased the combat power of the Tibetan Devil!" Some people were surprised.

"It is a taboo secret surgery. It should be directed at the flesh. He has such a terrible secret technique. I really look down on the Tibetan world."

The creatures of the Jiujie are surprised. This kind of secret technique is extremely rare in the Jiujie. Young and supreme are rarely obtained. Only those young talents master this kind of shocking method!

"kill!"

The Dao Ling Dao, the battle is raging, facing the suppression of the moon, he has no fear, and has played a super-powerful battle, smashing here!

Dao Ling does not believe how long the Son can play the moon, but this is a high treasure, not that he can erupt briefly.

"Looking for death!" The Son is sneer, his momentum is getting more and more horrible, and the nine-turned magic is running, as if a blood-colored demon was born here.

The sacred son swallowed the mountains and rivers, and the **** hair danced wildly. The eyes were full of glory, and the coldness was incomparable.

The smell of the body of the saint rushed into the moonlight. This kind of treasure is like awakening a **** phoenix-like airflow, breaking through the sky, and the shaking of the sky is shaking!

This world is completely blurred, and a **** world is born. It seems to be an independent world. Only a **** moon burns here and becomes a master!

"It's not good. It's the realm. It belongs to the space of the high treasure. What is this saint in the end, can you play the space of the highest treasure?"

The whole game is full of surprises. The high-level treasure has an independent space. Once it is played out of its internal space, it is equivalent to mastering the life and death of any living body in the body space!

The reason why the highest treasure is terrible is because of this reason, even if a **** is sealed inside, fear that it will be refining and killing!

"When it is over, the demon king of Tibet is finished. He is covered by the moon space. This guy is dead!"

"This is not the energy that the emperor can contend with, even if it is a young adult, unless you can find a high-level treasure to play the space to resist, or the Tibetan devil will die!"

"It's a pity that it is a pity that a generation of young adults will be damaged here."

Many souls in the Jiujie sighed and sentenced the death penalty to Dao Ling. Because this terrible space could not escape, they concluded that Dao Ling must die.

"This is the space of the highest treasure!" Dao Ling took a sigh of coolness, feeling that this space was very scary and could kill him.

"Send you on the road."

The voice of the Son came out, and it seemed a bit random. He played such a card. If there is no way to destroy the Tibetan King, there is really no chance, and the Son does not think that the Tibetan Devil can run!

This space is roaring, like a **** world, with a suffocating airflow, and the rivers and mountains are fragmented, and everything is dying.

This is a force of space. It wipes out the law, and it is overwhelmed. It covers the body of the Tao, and it is necessary to destroy him!

"Do you think you can kill me?" The voice of Daolin came out.

"Otherwise?" The Son sneered: "The space of the high treasure, you can be in high strength, even if you master the real dragon power, you can not break!"

"Then you will open your eyes and give Laozi a good look!"

Dao Ling’s eyes were full of black hair, and he burst into a thorough war, and the black-black broken sword in his hand was burning.

"Broken the sword, give me a break!"

The Dao Ling made a huge snoring sound. The black and black sword in his hand trembled and rushed out of a horrible sword. It seemed to be a space for a sword, and the horror of the horror!

"This is?" The face of the Son suddenly changed greatly, and he felt the power of a space of high treasure!

Moreover, the power of this space shocked him, because the broken sword spit out not a sword yuan, but on the five swords!

"The space of the five swords, how is this possible? Although it is a vague shape, it has already taken shape!"

The eyes of the Son are all inconspicuous, because if this is the case, the broken sword will enter the high treasure, and you will be able to breed five swords!

The sage suddenly remembered a black sword, but he shook his head, the sword was broken, it was impossible to regenerate!

"The potential of this broken sword is terrible, but the space of five fuzzy swords, to break the space of the moon, some impossible!" The Son shakes his head, if it is ordinary high treasure is entirely possible, but The moon is different, he is the top presence in the high treasure!

"Let's wait and see!"

The double shackles of Dao Ling were upside down, and the black-black broken sword suddenly lifted up, spewing out five sturdy swordsmen, which seemed to be five fuzzy spaces, hanging over the top of his head, followed by anger!

The space of the piece is split and twists the world of blood, to crush it!

The moon wheel hangs on the sky, it is terrifying, overflowing with the yin of the sky, pressing the sky, covering one side, releasing an unparalleled airflow, pressing down to the bottom!

A big collision of the sky, the sun is ruined, the space is disillusioned, and the world is disturbed!

The black-black broken sword is trembled, and the spit out of the sword is resisting the moon that is pressed down. The moonlight is extremely terrible, as if it is a Taiyin **** month feeding down!

Five swords were shocked by some of the humming, there is a tendency to collapse!

There was a shock in the eyes of Dao Ling. I felt that the moon was too terrible. It was able to keep the five fuzzy spaces of the sword, and there was an overwhelming trend.

And Dao Ling has already felt a terrible wave of infiltration, even through the space of the fuzzy sword, to kill the Taoling!

"how is it?"

The body of the Son came out, and he held his hand and stared at the Tao, faintly said: "Now it is over!"

The body of the tomb was bloody, and there were subtle cracks in the bones. The space of the moon was beyond his expectations. It was too terrible. If there was no broken sword, he had already been killed.

When he heard the Son, he looked up and forgot to go up and yelled: "I am afraid you are dead, take the move!"

The mausoleum's momentum suddenly climbed away, like a golden **** of war, the heavenly spirit cover spit out a terrible golden dragon!

Dao Ling suddenly opened all the state of the eight armor, causing his body to be violent, the whole body has an unparalleled airflow ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the most terrible is his right arm, suddenly awakened to horror Chixia, this is a kind of murderous world that is destroying the world!

"This is?" The son of the Son stunned.

This is the flesh and blood of the soldiers in a moment, a terrible claw appeared between the heavens and the earth, red blood and sky, enough to shock the world.

"No, this is a physical soldier!"

The Son was shocked. He instantly mobilized the moon and suppressed the power of space to the flesh.

But the speed of Dao Ling is faster than his, and the physical soldiers are integrated into his arms, which is simply a tiger.

Tear off!

The space was torn open with a terrible mouth, and a horrible claw stretched in and tore open the sky.

"Go to death!"

Dao Ling raised his palm, and the horrible claws followed the anger and slammed on it, instantly covering the body of the Son and roaring up!