World Controlling God

A piece of blushing blood sprinkled the heavens and the earth, a scream of screams, and a sound of humming sounds, all of which were earth-shattering.

A lot of colorful space power keeps tumbling, and anyone who is close to the ladder is going to suffer the full force from the opponent.

At this moment, there is only a ladder in their eyes. Only the altar of the day, regardless of the identity of the other party, is desperate to die.

The first one that rushed up may not be the first to enter the altar. The last shot may not be able to sit on the Temple of Heaven, because the day of the sky will open three hours, and there will be many changes during this time.

In the sky, there are still many people who have not done it.

They all intend to make a pre-emptive system, and when those people lose both sides, it is the time when they are shot.

However, half of the people on the Temple of Heaven have been seated because they are the strength of the Holy Emperor, and each of them is the Emperor of the middle-level strength, and the rest of the Temple of Heaven is the biggest variable.

Even the low-ranking emperor is likely to be killed at any time, and there are some metamorphosing enchanting sorcerers. Although it is the strength of the semi-sacred emperor, it shows the strength of the real emperor, and more is hand-held. With a half artifact, killing the Quartet... In short, everything depends on their respective means to compete for position.

"A group of mad dogs, even if you kill, but there is always a position that belongs to me!" A sacred sage who had not yet climbed the ladder looked at the fighting and muttered.

The power that spattered on him stopped in front of him and could not hurt him at all.

In the other direction, there are also three middle-aged people who watched all this indifferently. They are only the sacred sages of the sacred priests, but it seems that their firm eyes are worthy of their position.

There are several such people who have not shot, and they all seem confident and have no sense of anxiety.

After the last hour, these people finally started moving.

These are the masters of the sinister sorcerer, and each one has the ability to fight more and more. The various cards displayed show people feel scalp numb.

At this time, a handsome young man dressed in white took a dragon-shaped step and hurried over.

He is rich and handsome, elegant and graceful, and looks like a prince. He gives a feeling of domineering, but he does not feel the breath of his appearance. He cannot guess how much he is strong.

He ignored anyone's fight, like a fish, and arrived at the ladder before the ladder.

Is this person just going to Lingxiao in Tianyu?

As for Feng Qingyuan, he has already received the drug trip, let her go with Yuroufei.

He observed it for a while and finally understood the cruelty of this road to heaven.

Nearly 10,000 people want to go on this road, but in the end, only one in a thousand people can really go up, while the rest can only face the scene of being killed.

Of course, there are also many people who have temporarily lost their confidence and temporarily changed their minds and did not go up.

Ling Xiao does not want to play against anyone. It is not difficult to win a position based on his strength.

He only wants to feel the power of these ladders. Every time he stepped on his feet, he felt that there was a kind of "potential" force on his body, and he knew the spirit of the sea and obviously had the induction. Power produces a feeling of resonance.

Ling Xiao can be sure that the 99,999, nine-day ladder is a force formed by God's shot, not a real stone ladder.

This great power makes Ling Xiao more yearning for the gods.

"After the soul of the self has become a soul, I seem to have a special kind of energy, as if I can use any power to change many things. Perhaps this ladder is an evolution of the power of God!" Ling Xiao Pay in the heart.

He used his heart to understand this feeling, and the spirit became more and more refined, a kind of mysterious and lingering, but at the same time he could not capture the feeling and realized the existence of that power.

It’s a pity that some people don’t want him to feel these wonderful feelings with peace of mind. A disdainful laughter came from behind. “The useless waste is slow here, let’s roll down!”.

As the sound came, a sharp force came from Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiaotou did not return, and the figure slid upwards to escape the sneak attack of the man.

The man actually refused to drink "Ghosts, let me die!".

These suddenly increased the offensive, and the long guns formed the shape of the water dragon and roared toward Ling Xiao.

This person's strength is not bad, with the realm of the high-level saints, but it can evoke the fighting power of the semi-sacred emperor.

Ling Xiao did not say a word, his feet were light, and a wind blade with a strong suffocating air burst out and hit the guns.

The water dragon was smashed, and the wind blade was directly wrapped around the high-ranking saint. The sticky smoldering gas instantly eroded the vitality of the high-ranking saint, and even invaded his body.

The high-ranking saint only screamed, and finally revealed a look of incomparable fear disappeared between the heavens and the earth.

When Ling Xiao was on the first thousand ladders, several hegemonic forces rushed toward him.

Ling Xiao ducked away, only to see a few people riding different beasts, divided into several orientations, like a small attacking array, the power of the bombing is quite good, almost with two low-order The Holy Emperor’s peak is screaming.

"Remove quickly, or you will die here!" One of the saints yelled at Ling Xiao.

As long as one opponent is reduced, they will have more opportunities to pass through the Temple of Heaven.

Ling Xiao coldly glanced at the "rare to provoke me!".

After that, he continued to climb up the ladder.

Only those few people didn't want Ling Xiao to go up and launched an offensive toward Ling Xiao, trying to kill Ling Xiao.

Booming!

When the smoke disappeared and the clouds were not scattered, a peak of the Holy One smiled indifferently. "I really don't know how to die...".

His words were not finished, and a foot shadow had already stepped on his mouth. His feet were like a mountain scorpion, and his power was terrible.

Not only did his mouth be smashed, but even his face was smashed by the majority of his face. The blood rushed, and the suffocating temperament of the dead smothered him and ruined him.

The other people were shocked and went to Lingxiao with the spirit beast again.

It is a pity that Ling Xiao is no longer merciful to them, and the legs and legs are driving the death of the dead, and their lives are completely harvested.

"I have said not to provoke me, but also to provoke my endurance!" Ling Xiao said disdainfully, speeding up the speed to the top, he did not want to be entangled by these people, but in the end it was wrong.

It doesn't take long to climb to the top at full speed, and many people are focusing on the Temple of Heaven, and there is no more blocking at the time of the summit.

When Ling Xiao came to the top, it was even more intense.

In order to compete for the position of the Temple of Heaven, the shots are all life-saving, unrelenting, and some people actually come to the companions who come together with themselves, it is really cruel.

Dozens of people who have reached the middle-aged emperor, all with a smile on their faces, are particularly intriguing.

Ling Xiao has found that there are already fifteen sacred emperors in the ranks of Wan Jianzong who have been in many positions, and no one dares to find them.

This is also the most powerful force among all the forces that have come to compete for the top 100. It shows that Wan Jianzong is the foundation of the fortress.

"The kid gave me away!" A burly man who came from behind, gave a shock, and the big knife in his hand smashed toward Ling Xiao, who was obstructing his road.

Knife Mangzhi, just smashed the shadow of Ling Xiao into two halves, Ling Xiao has already arrived behind the man, one hand unrelentingly pressed on the back of the man, a group of fire suddenly burst out, will that person Directly burned to the ash.

This scene fell into the eyes of many people, can not help but take a breath of air.

I want to know that a half-sacred emperor has just come up, but even this young man can’t stop the enemy’s move, and it’s so horrible that the strength of this young man is terrible.

Ling Xiao looked around at the top position and found out that among those who were Wan Jianzong, Liu Cuiyu and Yuan Yanzi were among them.

When the two felt the gaze of Ling Xiao, they felt that the scalp was a little numb. They were praying that Ling Xiao didn’t come over to find them trouble.

It is a pity that the more they pray, the more Ling Xiao has swept in their direction.

"Go down and spare you a life!" Ling Xiao coldly said that Liu Cuizhen and Yuan Yanzi shouted.

"Ling laugh, you don't want to bully too much. Before we were wrong, we could apologize to you. There is a position where you can go, why should we go with us!" Liu Cuiyan looked at Ling Xiaodao with a bit of coziness.

Yuan Yanzi also echoed and called "Yes, my uncle puts you in a horse, you don't know what to do!".

Ling Xiao does not want to talk nonsense with these two people, want to shoot two people.

At this time, the sacred emperor who had previously dealt with Ling Xiao, said, "Why do you want to blame you, you want the position, I can let them let you, but let them go, it has been done!".

This holy emperor is the one who won the first Temple of Heaven. The strength is definitely one of the top two people here.

The surrounding emperors looked at Ling Xiao and they all showed doubts. They didn’t understand that Wan Jianzong’s people were so timid. This young man was secretly paying in his heart, “Is this person very promising?”.

"That's not what you said, I didn't kill them. It's already kind. I want to go to Tianyu. I will talk about it in the coming year." Ling Xiao said to the peak of the Holy Emperor.

At the same time, he had a golden dragon gun in his hand, and the breath has been constantly rising.

He doesn't know if this peak will be shot, but he must be prepared for all the changes.

It’s just that the peak of the Holy Emperor hasn’t shot yet, and Liu Cuiwei’s slap in the face of Ling Xiao’s distraction, a long whip is like a snake that is bound to Ling’s body, and the other is more After a day, Lei Lei slammed into Ling Xiao.

"You are going to die!" Liu Cui yelled.