Unparalleled Emperor

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Thirty miles outside the city of Tianzhu, all of them are strong standing in the sky, a pair of eyes staring at the entrance of the underground tomb. I am looking forward to the treasures here.

"Look, the avenue is gone, there is nothing left!"

A strong roar screams and rushes over.

This scene, let the strong of the audience move instantly, crazy to the underground Imperial Tomb, want to get the treasure of the Great.

In the underground palace, it can be said that the blood flows into the river. Anyone who practices a little bit worse is basically divided by the earthquake, and the blood flows down.

"what is this?"

The blonde was so scared that his waist was bent and he was almost suppressed on the ground.

It directly sacrificed a secret treasure, madly resisting the pressure around, and many of the wizards around the head are very big, all of them sacrificed treasures to withstand the pressure of the surrounding.

"Dao Ling is coming!"

The **** whistling, it gave a stone flag, but this stone flag is shaking, because the pressure around it is getting stronger and stronger, and the **** is a little stunned.

Among them, many people’s treasures have collapsed, and the body has been crushed!

The Taoling Pit walked over with horrible pressure and hurriedly said:

"Fast, join hands to spur my broken sword and counter the pressure around us!"

Since the break of the sword, since the sixth cut, it has not played the intrinsic power, because the energy required is too much, and the Tao can not bear.

He is also very much looking forward to the change of the broken sword, how strong it is now!

The energy in the body of the Tao is infused into the broken sword. They are also following the big sky and madly pouring energy into the broken sword.

Rumble!

Under the gaze of many people, this broken sword has finally recovered, just like an ancient Tianlong is awakening, overwhelmingly filled this piece of heaven and earth.

It is like a sacred sacred soldier who is recovering from the divine power. It is too terrible. I don’t know how many people suffocate.

Dao Ling was shocked. He felt that the energy in his body was mad by the broken sword, and the power of this broken sword was unimaginable!

"The road actually masters a disabled sacred soldier!"

Wu Wangba's face is very ugly, he feels that this is a broken sacred soldier, because there is no avenue of the gods, not the avenues.

"This power should be a broken sage!"

Their faces are very ugly, this kind of thing is not the Tianjiao of the Xuan domain, even the king of the king has no such treasure!

But a helpless teenager has mastered a broken sacred soldier!

The broken sword spits out the golden swordsmanship, which is too horrible, and this kind of breath is somewhat awakened because the energy required is too much.

"Mom, this treasure is getting more and more abnormal. This is definitely a broken sacred soldier. We can't push it together."

Big black roars up:

"Only the strong can motivate the devil of the sacred sage!"

“How strong is the true sage?”

Gutai hairy, he felt that this thing is too terrible, can kill the strong.

The heart of Dao Ling also has a great shock. If a complete sacred soldier, how much energy is needed to fight the gods?

"Amitabha, Xiao Yan to help you."

The bald little monk walked forward, and he moved the immovable king style, causing the pressure around him to hurt him.

He pointed to the broken sword, this sword seems to burn up, and for a time the power can be peerless, bursting out of a strong breath, faint and the black coffin against!

Although the black-black broken sword broke, it was terrible, and it was floating between the heavens and the earth, and the hollow of the pressure was breaking!

"Dao Ling, save me!"

The purple face is white, and he and the purple sea send a secret treasure to protect a group of people in Jubaoge, but this secret treasure is shaking and is about to collapse.

The face of Dao Ling changed slightly, and his back stretched out to a golden giant palm, covering the past with a vast crowd, pulling a group of people from Jubaoge.

"Thank you for your brother."

Ziyanhai has been busy with the hand, and some of his heart is glad to have helped Dao Ling, or else it is completely dangerous today.

Ziyu gasped, and the shocked beauty glanced at the broken sword. She always knew that Dao Ling had this treasure. It was obvious that the sword had more than one blade and it became even more terrible!

"It turned out to be a broken sacred soldier!"

The purple jade's beriboth bites a bite of red lips, and some excitement:

"This thing has my credit. I could help him find a blade!"

Dao Ling took a deep breath, his nephew looked at Li Xiaoying, and the Qinglong dynasty was able to compete, and they brought a big killing.

"My brother doesn't have to worry about me."

Li Xiaoyan waved his hand and smiled.

Dao Ling nodded, then his eyes swept to the direction of Gan Yao, looking at the girl's uncomfortable eyes, he laughed:

"I haven't blamed you, come over."

The golden giant palm stretched out again, and a group of people from the Dagan Dynasty were overjoyed, but then their faces darkened, because Dao Ling only took her away.

"What do you mean by this? We had a good time to let you go to the imperial courts some time ago. Have you forgotten?"

An imposing young man sighs and wants to let them take care of them.

Gan Hong’s face was gloomy. He didn’t speak, but he sacrificed a golden seal on his own and filled the pressure around him.

"Don't give my son a nonsense, the guy next to you is the one who made you a big dynasty. They don't save you. Why do you rely on you? You think that Lao Tzu is yours!"

Dao Ling sneered.

"you!"

When the young man was angry and angered, when he noticed the chill in the eyes of the young man, he couldn’t help but shudder. The **** of the Taoist priest witnessed him and he did not dare to compete with him.

"Don, can you help me?"

A beautiful woman is squatting, a pitiful look, her body is bleeding, she is about to be crushed to death.

Dao Ling nodded, and another golden giant palm grabbed the past and sent the woman and a group of people around them to the broken sword.

When this scene first happened, some people in the Dagan Dynasty were even more ugly. Can they not match the people of some small families?

These people are known, but they are not the name. They were a group of people who had previously rescued from the red-haired monster.

"Dao, I am the tribe of the ancient Mohist family. I urge you to help each other. There will be a re-report in Japan!"

Some young people havetened to speak.

His words just fell, and many people around him spoke up. They felt that the broken sword could counter the pressure here, so that they could survive.

"Hey, you guys have attacked me just now. Let me save you now. You think I am the savior!"

Dao Ling’s nephew looked at these people and sneered.

The young man of the ancient Mohist instantly bit his teeth:

"Don't you go too far, you are the person of my mysterious domain. These people are the pillars of our mysterious domain. At this juncture, you still put hatred in the first place. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Well, only your broken sword can compete with the black coffin. I advise you to shoot it, or it will cause the world to resent."

"I have always been able to look at you high, I hope you don't let us down."

There was a constant voice coming from all sides, and they were all dying and trying to force the Taoist to shoot.

"That's really embarrassing. I don't need you to look at it. I am not so great to manage your life and death. Some patience is limited. If anyone dares to speak, the first one is you!"

The scorpion of Dao Ling is cold, he has already seen the greed of the world, he will only save the saved person!

"Amitabha, Xiaoyan witnessed the moment when the donor confronted the demon domain, and there were people behind the knife. In fact, when you say this sentence, you should look at yourself, how many nicknames are there? In this world, there must be fruit. ""

The little monk looks plainly, this sentence makes many people face green, they are not the name of this demon king, but when talking about the people behind them, I am afraid that counts are countless.

There were screams in the field, and some people were dying. Even some terrible creatures were no exception, and they were torn apart.

"You bastard!"

The saints of Taikoo Mountain can't stand it anymore. Her five-color pagoda gave her shelter to the gods, and she contends with the silkworm coat, but the treasure is incomplete, causing her white jade arm to bleed.

"Oh..." Dao Ling smashed his head and remembered the words of the little monk. He muttered to himself:

"This silkworm sleeve also helped me a lot, just help her once."

A horrible golden giant palm ran across the air, this scene angered the souls of the ancient gods:

"Don't be too much, you are making your own mistakes!"

They all know that the treasure of the saint is taken away by the Tao. Is he still unable to take it all?

"You bastard!"

The sacred girl of Taikoo Mountain has a bite, can he take the opportunity to take off his treasure?

"What do you have to pay."

The Dao Ling blinked, and the golden giant palm directly enveloped the saint and took her to the area under the broken sword.

"What are you doing?"

The saint of the Taikoo Mountain is shouting and screaming, and the eyes are still staring at the silkworm sleeves on his arm for a moment. I think of wearing it for a few years, and now I am put on by a man, her face is more angry and more angry. It is.

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful." Dao Ling glanced at her. Her deep thoughts made her tremble, and no longer spoke. The heart was cursing:

"How is this **** so kind, and save me?"

The saint of Taikoo Mountain is very unbelievers and has been carefully guarded, but he feels that if the daring is too big, he will not take off his treasure in front of so many people.

"Look at you, the blood on the ground is moving, and the king guessed it well, this coffin is in the blood sacrifice!"

The **** hairs are all upside down and shouted:

"Who is this who is the backhand, what does he want to do?"

The people under the broken sword looked at the past. They saw that the entire underground palace was bursting with blood, and the blood on the ground was madly gathering into the sky and pouring into the coffin.

Black and black coffin suddenly red and bright, flashing the glamorous light, shocking people.

"What? What is going on?"

Gutai scalp numb ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ low-lying road:

“Is it true that the creatures in this area are still alive?”

The eyes of Dao Ling are extremely dignified and low:

"Let's go, it's too fierce here."

The broken sword vibrates, sweeping away the pressure around them and taking them out to go outside.

However, his footsteps just lifted up, and the face of Daolin suddenly sank. Outside the underground palace, there were more than a dozen strong men rushing over.

"This is a big problem!"

The mind of Daolin sinks into the bottom of the valley, because the domain is terrible here, and even if it is a delimitation, it is very difficult to get rid of it.

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