King of Gods

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Zhao Feng's back, a pair of "wind and thunder wings" of the virtual shadow, gently twitching, igniting the amazing wind and thunder ripples, the wind whistling.

The sigh of breath, even penetrating the hall, and the wind and thunder between the heavens and the earth, produced a strong echo.

At this time, the "wind and thunder wing" that emerged behind Zhao Feng was much more stable than the last time.

"I am now condensing [Lei Wing, but it is a silhouette prototype, currently only an auxiliary flight. That [Thunder monument, inheritance, the real [Thunder Wing, not only can assist flight, but also launch some powerful The thunderwing skills, and even the power of all kinds of legends, such as the rapid movement, the flying field, the shuttle space..."

Zhao Feng’s face showed a trace of embarrassment.

The "wind and thunder ancient monument" in the mind, its inheritance information is vast and even a self-contained spiritual world.

However, Zhao Feng’s understanding of the inheritance of “The Wind and the Ancient Monument” is only close to one percent.

Inside Dantian, the core of the source of the true spirit, occasionally a hint of "lavender" atmosphere, the inner fire contains the spirit of the real spirit, the quality of the power, slightly improved than before.

Light-colored wind thunder, cyan wind thunder, purple wind thunder, red wind thunder, golden wind thunder... This is the wind and thunder in the ancient monument, the power of the wind and thunder force is increasing.

Because of the previous "wind and thunder", "the inheritance of electricity" and many other connotations, Zhao Feng's cultivation of the blue wind thunder is almost at a heat.

at this time.

There was a voice outside the hall: "Zhao Rudder, you finally got out of our departure and return to the canopy?"

I want to come, Zhao Feng launched the "wing of the wind and thunder" power, alarmed the people outside.

唰

Zhao Feng's face is unchanged, and the "wing of the wind and thunder" behind it, stunned.

Immediately after the "beep", its figure disappeared in the hall.

Outside the main hall.

A man and a woman stand side by side with Zhao Feng, looking forward to look.

"Jiang Sanfeng, Butterfly Leaf, I have already said that after solving the problem of Hengyun, I will return to the canopy."

Zhao Feng faintly opened, it is not surprising that the existence of this man and a woman.

original.

During Zhao Feng’s sleep, the two geniuses who participated in the real dragon club in the past, rushed to the thirteen countries and inquired about Xiaoyuezong.

At the Sanctuary Real Dragon Festival, Jiang Sanfeng and Butterfly Ye’s record was unexpectedly good.

Mainly in the second stage of the Real Dragon Club, Zhao Feng took out the shelter and let the two people keep the true dragon token, and they were able to rank in the "True Dragon 100" and stick to the end.

Jiang Sanfeng and Butterfly Ye, as early as a few months ago, came out of the field.

of course.

The "out-of-domain inheritance" entered by the two is a common small inheritance and relatively safe.

Even so, after Jiang Sanfeng returned to the mainland, they had a qualitative leap in repairing their strength, which was enough to rank among the geniuses of the mainland.

"After the end of Zhao Zhao's main dragon, you have no news. The assistant teacher has not given up, but he has worked hard and sent people to inquire. On the mainland today, the forces that care about your whereabouts are not rare."

Jiang Sanfeng smiled bitterly.

"Yeah, let's come to Yokohama. I just wanted to try my luck and finish the task. I didn't expect the rudder to be true, but you have been sleeping, or you have been retired and simply ignored us."

The butterfly leaves a grievance, a half-like spoiled road.

"Complete the task? The assistant teacher is so persistent, he is sure that I am not buried in the field, in the middle?"

Zhao Feng’s face is weird.

"I don't know, anyway, the deputy leader has asked for the ‘six witches, and perhaps the wise man’s guidance.”

The two shook their heads slightly, which is not certain.

Six witches?

Zhao Feng blinked slightly, and the **** eye suddenly produced a strange touch.

As early as when he was in the great country of the canopy, he heard about the name of the "six witches" more than once.

According to rumors, today's Qin Wang is a disciple of the Six Witches.

"Reassure that even if you don't push, I will return to the canopy. But before this, the threat of the Yokohama area must be cleared."

Zhao Feng interrupted the complaints of the two.

The land of Hengyun, for the two people from the big country of the canopy, is tantamount to the backcountry; there is a lack of resources, the world is weak, and the cultivation effect is far less than that of the great country.

Jiang Sanfeng and Butterfly Leaf don't want to stay here.

Two days later.

Tielong is a powerful country, a desert between the deserts.

The huge old castle stands in the yellow sand, and its surface is full of "black and fog", which is not reduced, but has an evil atmosphere.

In front of the castle, the bones piled up.

The camp of the Dragon League, the elite of thousands of elites, has surrounded the old castle.

Even so, the Dragon League side still has no chance of winning and security.

锵嗤嗤——

A few dazzling swords, such as the sword light, broke into the "grey fog" around the castle, the fog of the area, suddenly appeared a crack, broken a lot.

In the sky.

The rainy moon and the white elders are launching an attack. The powerful kendo attack has formed a certain shock to the "deathfulness".

In particular, the attack of the white elders, each time the jade hand waved, the sword is astonishing, and the square is clearly visible.

"This white elder is not the first sword from the northern continent. With a sword, there is an invincible force that is arrogant and arrogant. In the land of Hengyun, I am afraid that there is no old man who can resist her sword."

The seniors of the Dragon League, including the old people, are awesome to the white elders.

At least, there is no one on the scene, and I am confident that I will resist the white elders.

"The rainy month is also terrible. It has been passed down to the seven swords. The martial art has an amazing meaning. It can be a sword, or it can kill God."

"The potential of this woman is immeasurable. In the future, there may be hopes to trace the level of esteem and ignorance."

In the sky.

The strength of the white elders and the rainy month, let the top of the Dragon League, only look up, it is difficult to look back

However, the "destruction of the ancient castle" that enveloped the castle is more difficult than imagined.

The attack of the two women can easily break the "black and fog", but as soon as the pauses and the broken area, the fog will heal quickly.

"As long as the yin and the crystallized stone are sufficient, then there will be a steady stream of self-repairing power."

Lin Tong looked far away and was cold.

Obviously, this red moon base, the smoldering atmosphere is thick, and the bones piled up around the castle are an illustration.

Wan Jian wears heart

The white elder's sleeves waved, and the overwhelming sword light formed a magnificent splendid sword.

The power of that sword swept through the glory, and the sun and the moon were eclipsed. The strongmen outside the castle had the illusion that the mind was pricked by thousands of swords.

"The power of this sword is probably faster than the level of God."

The old man’s heart is shaking.

Among the strong people he knows, no one has shown the terrorist power of this blasphemy, including Zhao Feng who returned to Hengyun.

Everyone saw only a dazzling sword light, like an endless tide, rushing into the castle.

Around the old castle, a large piece of gray and black mist collapsed, showing some scenes inside.

"Wan Jian Yu"? After hundreds of years, can you see the swords of the old enemies... fate?

A mysterious voice with a low dumb as a nightmare came from the depths of the castle.

The sound is not cold, even light, but it reveals a strange and strange feeling.

Thousands of strong people in front of the castle are elite, and their bodies and minds are shaking.

In particular, the true spirits are strong, the senses are sharp, and the soul is restless.

In the low-pitched voice, there is a terrible force that penetrates the soul.

"who are you"

The white elders were slightly eclipsed, coming from the depths of the old castle, and even letting her as the peak of God feel uneasy.

Well

Over the castle, a humanoid "truss" emerges, the whole body is staggered with gold and silver, and the two groups of red and deep flames are beating in the eyelids, at the center of the fog.

The mysterious truss, the red eyes and the white elders looked at each other, the latter suddenly suffered a lightning strike.

"Is the spirit of the spirit, is it the Danyuan sage? Not at most it has only a half-step level of Dan Yuan's strength, otherwise there is no need to cover the law."

The white elder's eyes flickered, and finally a little relieved.

As long as the other party is not at the level of Dan Yuan, she will be repaired by her lord's peak, and she will not be afraid of any challenge.

唰

In front of the truss, a black flag appeared, and the black flag ignited the majestic gray light flow, repairing the position of the gap.

"Hume"

The white elders sneered and joined forces with Cang Yuyue to attack the gap.

"Block them."

The mysterious truss has a low-pitched voice that passes below.

"It is the Lord of the Church"

Near the tower, there are some figures floating up, as many as dozens of people, each breath, the lowest is the real-life peak.

The strongest three breaths, up to the true level, juxtaposed floating in the city tower in the air.

Centered in a huge figure, with a huge iron axe, his face was dull, and his body smelled a stench.

"He has no rudder, he has not died."

Some people, such as Su Lao, were shocked.

In the past, the tyrant of the tyrant was pierced by Zhao Feng’s sword with hydration ice, which was fatal and fatal.

"No, he is probably a ‘live dead man. He is being used to display ghosts and secrets to maintain his combat power. He can survive for a maximum of one or two months.”

Lin Tong looked coldly at the three true-class atmosphere on the city tower.

"The strong man at the main level of the Red Moon Helm."

The white elders showed a hint of dignity.

The repair of the "Ba rudder master" reached the peak of God and was at a level with her.

"With this ability, the secret method is applied to the peak of God, and the control is shackled. The truss is obviously the existence of the red moon ‘the main class.’

Lin Tong’s voice, gently shaking, I wonder if it’s frightening or excited.

Red moon lord

The strong people on the side of the camp of the Dragon League, shaking their hearts, it is difficult to hide the suspicions and fears on their faces.

The main class, even in the peak period of the Red Moon Magic, are high-level giants.

After hundreds of years, the top giants of the Red Crescent Demon, re-emerged in the sky, what a huge impact on the remote Yokohama?

Shout

In the midst of the smog of the dead, the hidden mystery of the airborne priests was hidden.

"kill"

The Red Moon rudder waved a giant iron axe and intercepted the white elders and the rainy moon.

In the tyrants of the tyrants, they are the King of the Dragon, and another old man in the gray robes, both of whom are God Dacheng.

What is the terrorist power of a true Lord and two true Gods?

嗖嗖嗖——

On the upper floor of the city, behind the three great gods, there is also the atmosphere of a powerful and true spiritual environment. In the dead gray fog, it is looming and high defense.

The war, at the touch of a hair