Unparalleled Emperor

Dao's palms are trembled. The ten-color book he holds is too heavy, and his breathing is heavy. They all feel like they are dreaming. This dream is too untrue. ww{][lā}中文网1.

"What are you talking about?" Chaos Gujing is a glimpse, because he can't see the contents of the ten-color book, but the words spoken by Dao Ling are so shocking, many invincible secrets. He was uttered by him.

"There are ninety-nine kinds of secrets that are written here!" Dao Ling said that he was out of control: "Ninety-nine kinds!"

"How is this possible!" Chaos Gujing screamed: "What a joke, even if the Emperor can't get so many secrets, how can there be ninety-nine secrets!"

"It's true, all of this ten-color book is recorded!" Dao Ling said with excitement: "Ninety-nine kinds, ninety-nine kinds of living, fearing that the whole universe's secrets of creation will be covered by it." !"

"Can you get it?"

If the chaotic old wells make the heart of Dao Ling tremble, will it be a scam? Fooling the descendants?

Dao Ling quickly looked at these secrets, although there are some he really wants to learn, but Dao Ling knows very well what he needs most now, that is the invincible secret of the power of Kunpeng!

He has ancient imprints, and half of the secret techniques recorded in the ten-color book are not needed, but the different feathers of Wu Peng are different, the invincible power of the attack, and even if he can master, he can fully play the Peng Pengzhen. The power of feathers.

"Voids?"

The Tao was stupid, and the power of Kunpeng was a mark. He penetrated inside and got a vacancy signal.

"The Ten Kings Hall must have been opened before, and the power of Kunpeng must have been taken away. Search for the next secret technique!"

Dao Ling quickly walked up, one after another tried a variety of attack and killing techniques, his face is getting darker and darker, these horrible boundless secrets, all vacant, have been taken away!

"Damn, it won't all be taken away?" Chaos Gujing said urgently: "Try the weaknesses. It is estimated that they are coming in quickly. You are running out of time!"

The Dao Lingling spirit trembled. If the nine kings joined forces, Dao Ling could not be defeated. These people and the eight young kings who were killed last time in Dao Ling can be different. Half of these nine are eligible for stability. Overlord, there is even a veritable overlord.

"Oh, this is there!"

Dao Ling was excited, Shen Sheng said: "The ten murders are decided, this is what secret technique, I have not heard of it before!"

"This is not necessary to cultivate, and the ten murders are decided. It is the combination of the strongest of the ten great beasts. It is the same as your sacred magical skills. There is no need to waste time accepting its inheritance!"

Chaos Gujing is eager to cut, although some terrible inheritance has been taken away, but the records here are all secrets of creation, and certainly some have not been taken away.

Dao Ling once again searched for the next one. Soon he aimed at a supernatural power and said: "Hit the sword, this is a magical sword, I basically can't use it!"

"I estimate that there are very few remaining secrets of the creation, and there are probably some restrictions. It is estimated that everyone can only cultivate one!"

Dao Ling fast search, he has found three doors, the third door is a defensive magical power, he masters ancient immortality does not need other defense magic.

“Exhausted the soul!” Dao Ling said quickly: “This should be a magical power for the gods. Have you heard of this magical power?”

"Just choose him, the extermination of the soul of the extremist, you now the gods step into the supreme realm, if you can master the soul-killing fist, even some of the gods of the Lord, can not hurt you!" Chaos Gujing urged: " It's it!"

Dao Ling did not have the time to search for it. Time is tight, and it must be accepted immediately!

"Hey!"

The Yuanshen, the heart of the Taoist eyebrows, suddenly burst into the sky, which is the rush of the soul.

The golden little man treasure is solemn, and the whole soul is rolling, like a **** sitting on the sea!

The ten-color treasure book bursts into a beam of light, and it spreads into the eyebrows of Dao Ling, forcibly breaking the magical fist to the **** of the Tao!

The Yuanshen's Yuanshen burst into a brilliant glow. He accepted the inheritance of the soul-killing fists, and both ears were in the bang. It seems that he saw a horrible ancient emperor running a shocking boxing method, entangled in the creation and robbery!

The Taoist horror, this magical power is so amazing, one punch and one punch, the time and the long river are shaking, this is not like the god, but like a road tire is recovering, playing the universe starry sky is shaking!

This is a large-scale annihilation of the soul, the rules of the imitation of the savage and endless, turned into an immortal boxing, infiltrated into the eyebrows of Dao Ling!

He is accepting inheritance, although it is said that this is a kind of intergenerational transmission, but it takes a certain amount of time to master the soul-killing fist in a short time.

Just as the Dao Ling plate sat on the ground to enlighten, the ancient temple suddenly trembled, a black woman came in, her body was slender, black and black show hangs down the waist, snow white jade body faintly filled with the power of the world!

The tomb is somewhat scared. This is probably a cosmic body. This is an invincible physique!

The woman in black is somewhat mysterious and is obscured by chaos, but the whole is filled with an extremely tyrannical power, step by step, going to the ancient temple and coming to the opposite side of the Taoist.

She sits cross-legged, her body overflowing with chaos, and the looming eyes patrol the Taoist, she has never spoken, very quiet.

"Does this guy not shoot?" Dao Ling had some accidents. Looking at her, it seemed that she was not ready to shoot.

Just as the time was silent, the ancient temple exploded again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a shadow in a golden war suit. The instrument was so arrogant and calm, standing in the ancient temple, like a terrible king. Standing here, the world.

"Ok?"

Fu Wang was a little scared. He didn't expect someone to come first than him, and there were two!

Fu Wang has a sense of frustration. He can practice for a long time in order to get into the first secret, but he still lags behind.

"The Taoist!"

The king of Vaughan strode forward, and the heroic scorpion stared at him and said: "The Taoist, forget how you came in? Give me the treasure book!"

"You better give me an honest point!" Dao Ling stared at Fu Wang and shouted.

"Let's relax!"

Wang Wang was furious. When he noticed that the ten-color book projected the light beam into the eyebrows of Dao Ling, he was instantly angry, and the Taoist had begun to accept the inheritance. It is said that the secrets of the ten-color book are not much, less. One door is a huge loss, and it is likely that there is no second door.

"Hey, since you don't leave, don't blame me, Wang Wang won't leave you a face!"

The whole king was murderous, and the treasured suit was revived. This was a battle jacket made by Xianzhen, which allowed the breath of the king to push to the point of horror. His palms were lifted up and killed.

"Let's scream like a fly, you give me the truth!"

The woman in black sitting across the road, squinting at the king, snorted: "Let's stay."