Unparalleled Emperor

The atmosphere of the whole scene is very different and different. Some people are directly petrified, and the inconspicuous eyes are on the boy. Who is he? This tone is too strong!

Even Li Qing was a bit dazed, she knew that she brought a mixed king, but did not expect the courage of this mixed king to be so big, even the shrine holy place dare to threaten. Copy URL access

"Wow, this person has the style of his brother." Li Xiaoyan stared at Dao Ling with his big eyes, and he was in his heart.

With a bang, the whole foreign government suddenly swayed, and a kind of horrific power suddenly came to the world. This is the eruption of the Temple of the Son, just like a purple day, burning.

The void is obscured. I have to say that the sacred Son of the Temple is horrible, and the purple screams burst out. His honor is incomparable, just like a descendant of God is angry: "You are looking for death!"

The Son of the Temple is directly shot, and the Dao Ling must be killed here!

Li Qingjun's eyebrows were slightly stunned, and he said coldly: "I don't want to have any battles. You are all invited by me. I hope to give me a face!"

"Qing Qing Princess, I have not given you a face before, I have to stop me!" The scorpion of the Temple of the Temple fell on Li Qingjun, and shouted.

"I mean, the things here are busy, what you want to do has nothing to do with me. In short, I don't want to be killed or injured in this kind of occasion!" Li Qingjun's voice has improved a bit, and there is an irresistible majesty.

The action of the Temple of the Temple stopped, his fists clenched, and coldly said: "That's right, I don't want to kill in front of Princess Qing."

"Oh, I thought I was like the heavens and the earth." Dao Ling snorted and almost let the temple son scream, and Li Qing said quickly: "Well, don't argue, now everyone is coming, we are going now. Let's go."

Wen Yan, Bi Fang frowned, cold voice: "Wait, Qing Jun princess you mean, this person is your helper?"

Bi Fang didn't look at Dao Ling and felt that this person couldn't be used. Now Princess Qing has put him in the same level of their three people, and he can be happy.

"Yeah, I really didn't see it at this point." The Son of the Temple is also sneer, if not for the care of Li Qingjun, this boy is now a dead body!

"There are so many things." Dao Ling squinted at the two of them, cold and shouted.

Bi Fang's face slowly gloomy, and both of them smashed the fire of the sky, just like a sacred man standing in the fire and looking down on the Tao.

Fan Bo’s inner ecstasy, he did not expect this teenager to be able to cause trouble, not to dig his own graves? Both Bi and the Son of the Temple dared to offend at the same time, and no one can protect him now.

"Bifang Daoyou can't live. This Xiongtai is an alchemy teacher who is quickly entering the seven products. His Yuanshen practice is very high and strong, not weaker than them." Li Qingjun's face is also somewhat abnormal, beautiful A smile on the cheeks, a strong smile.

"Interesting, an alchemy teacher who has not yet entered the seven products." Bi Fangyin smiled coldly, and the temple son laughed too. He finally knew why this boy was so arrogant, and it was indeed impossible to put this achievement in Dandao. He has a proud capital, but the other party is wrong, even if it is a seven-in-one alchemy teacher, they dare not mad at them.

"Qing Qing Princess, we are gone now!" The Temple of the Son is cold and cold, and has already wanted to wait for this to be done, in the trial of the crimes of Dao Ling.

"Nature can." Li Qingjun's beauty swept them a few times, and he said: "I have to say one more thing. There is a very terrible metaphysical attack. Everyone is careful, and I hope that the temple will be more With some strength, the rewards will definitely be inevitable."

Hearing, the temple son laughed: "You are too polite for the Princess Qing, I will be rewarded if I can come. There are few people in this sanctuary who can ask for it. Your Princess Qing is the first one."

Li Qingjun smiled: "The little girl really can't afford it. Ok, let's go, there is nothing extra to say."

A group of people are going to this secret house. The secret house here is somewhat unusual. The interior is dark and it is a very old hole. The faint sacred sound of the sacred voice is heard.

"This is some unusual." The toads of Dao Ling are slightly stunned, and it is faint to feel that there is a terrible domain field that can affect the person's god.

The eyes of Dao Ling looked around and saw some broken walls. He estimated what happened, which led to the collapse of the secret. There must have been buildings.

The more you go inside, the more the sound of the Sanskrit is louder and deeper. Throughout the ears, some of the lower-cultivating people are shaking and they are about to explode.

"There is something to do with Buddhism!" The scorpion of Dao Ling was miniature, and it was faint to feel the arrival of this Sanskrit. He once felt this kind of atmosphere in the little monk. Is this secret house left by the strong Buddha?

"It seems that the purpose of Princess Qing is here is not simple. Please move two young supremes. It is estimated that there are any plots!" Dao Ling took a deep breath and followed the team silently.

About a thousand feet went inside, and Daolin saw some bodies on the road. They were all died soon. The Yuanshen was pierced, and it is estimated that they could not withstand the attack of the Sanskrit.

"It seems that Xiaoxun is very well treated in the Qinglong Dynasty!" Dao Ling also looked at Li Xiaoying, she was still alive and kicking, the Yuanshen must be very strong, and the practice also quickly entered Dacheng Wang.

Going inside, three or four hundred feet, the speed of the team slowed down a lot. Even if the brains of Dao Ling were screaming, the Yuanshen suffered a lot of pressure.

He was a bit stunned. If it weren’t for the lotus seeds, I’m afraid it’s hard to break in now.

Muir, the mausoleum of Dao Ling, he was swelled with a sweat and a root, and felt that a very terrible incitement seemed to come out of chaos, wanting to smash the gods of this group.

"The Temple of the Son is going to shoot!" Li Qingxuan's face was heavy and shouted.

Even if Bifang feels a big crisis, this kind of metaphysical attack is very powerful. If it is affected, it will be badly killed.

The Son of the Temple clearly felt that a very horrible snoring was far and near, and he did not panic. His eyebrows burst into purple, and a purple **** leaped into the void.

Hey!

This is a purple bell that was sacrificed by the Temple of the Son. This thing hangs on the sky, and a horrible purple ripple erupts, breaking the void and bombarding the mysterious Sanskrit in the void.

Purple bells burst out of purple ripples, covering the group, but the Taoist neglected outside.

"Haha, self-confessed!" Fan Bo suddenly laughed in his heart, feeling that this kid is dead, this terrible sonic attack is even if he is fast into the seven-inner alchemy, it is difficult to bear.

Li Qing is frowning, but he has never spoken. If he is helping Daling, he will probably cause dissatisfaction with the Son of the Temple.

The Sanskrit in the void has already been killed, and there is a fierce confrontation in this heaven and earth. The purple bell is shaking and constantly feeding the Sanskrit.

Dao Ling’s face turned white and he felt his eyebrows split.

This Sanskrit is not a wave. It is very heavy. The face of Dao Ling is dignified, and his eyebrows are ignited, overflowing the heart-rending glaze.

"This!" Bi Fang's nephew is miniature, and there is a hot color in his eyes. It feels that this flame is not weaker than his own fire!

Li Qingjun was relieved a little. She was really worried that Dao Ling couldn’t stand it. The purpose of inviting him was that Li Qing felt that Dao Ling’s first pass was very big.

"Haha, I just thank the Temple Son for shooting!"

Dao Ling’s gaze fell on the ugly face of the temple’s sacred son, and a burst of laughter made the temple’s son almost face green. Just if his purple bell blocked most of the power, the terrible offensive had knocked him off. Now!

"Continue to go." Li Qingjun said quickly, for fear that at this time they will quarrel, the Temple of the Son also knows the weight, such a terrible secret, I am afraid there is a great creation!

"This* is too sinister. Just now his purple bell should be the top Yuanshen treasure." The Red Firebird blinked for a moment: "This treasure can be compared to the treasure!"

"Look at the chance to get this bell." Dao Ling is also very heart-warming. This purple bell is not a general treasure, and it is much more precious than the white tiger seal.

The shrine, who is taking the lead in front of the temple, still doesn't know that someone is paying attention to his treasure. At this time, his face is so heavy that he feels that there is a kind of fierce and piercing air!

"What is this?" The brow's brow is so deep that he can feel the horror of this air machine. If you change to a lower-cultivator, it is estimated that it will be cut directly into two!

Dao Ling was alert, and a group of people walked inside for a while, and each look was very dignified, because this kind of extreme fluctuations became more and more horrible!

Muir ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Dao Ling's big sisters, his golden scorpion has a wide variety of lines spreading, faintly seeing the darkness in front, there is a black and black axe, overbearing, in the outbreak Kind of extreme to the extreme fluctuations!

This giant axe is black and black, revealing a kind of extreme fluctuations, as if to crack the nine days!

This axe is a bit horrible, in the swallowing of a hegemonic air machine, radiating does not know how much range, this is the source!

The toad of the tomb is tightened, the fist is clenched, and the heart beats with disappointment. He can confirm that this is a treasure!

He has seen the **** scorpion used by the Peng Supreme, which can crack open the endless void, and the fluctuations of this black giant axe, Hao is not weaker than the blood scorpion, it must be a treasure!

"Small tower, what is this treasure?" Dao Ling couldn't help but say that he really wanted to get this huge axe, because the Zhibao Dao Ling had nothing but yin and yang.

"This is an ordinary treasure, but it is the best of ordinary treasure." The small tower did not care much, obviously not seeing this treasure, ordinary treasure is rare, but the eye of the small tower is too high. If you feel very good looking! Then please put the website of this site! Recommend to your friends to watch!